Shaoshi Mountain was a famous mountain in the Central Plains. It was as famous as Wudang Taihe Mountain and Tianshan Mountain in the Western Regions. The reason was that the Shaolin Temple, the pinnacle of the Chinese martial arts world, was located on this mountain.
However, very few people knew that there was a Taoist temple on a mountain opposite Shaoshi Mountain.
However, this Taoist temple was in dire straits, and there were no incense offerings all year round.
Therefore, after a few years, the world only knew that there was a Shaolin Temple on the mountain.
"Sigh, this is considered a hellish transmigration, right?”
At this moment, on the steps of the Taoist temple, a young man in a Taoist robe was holding his chin and sighing faintly.
The young man's name was Chen Feng. He was the only Daoist in the Clear Wind Temple.
But in reality, his true identity was a transmigrator.
In his previous life, he had just graduated from university. He had only had a few drinks at the graduation party and had accidentally transmigrated to this martial arts world.
That's right!
When he first came here, Chen Feng had heard that there was Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong in the martial world.
Therefore, he was basically certain that this was the world of the Eight Heavenly Dragons. However, he soon heard that the Central Plains of this world was very vast.
At the center of the area, there were still rumors about the Five Uniques of the Central Plains.
In the northernmost part, it was said that there were Wudang and Emei…
Chen Feng even heard that there was a Quan Zhen Sect in a place called Zhongnan Mountain. They were known as the founder of Taoism.
Therefore, after the initial shock, Chen Feng finally confirmed that this was a world where comprehensive martial arts universities were integrated. Then, he realized that this world was not just that.
Other than the various sects, the Song Empire was much stronger than before.
At the same time, the enemies of the Great Song had also increased by several times.
Other than the Mongolian Iron Cavalry, there was the Later Jin Empire, the Tubo Empire in the west, the Khitans in the north, and the Great Western Xia Empire.
It was not an exaggeration to say that after learning about these things, Chen Feng immediately struggled out of the pain of transmigration and transformed it into endless fighting spirit!
After all, for an otaku who stayed in his dorm all year round and was proficient in all kinds of online novels, this was simply his dream.
When he thought about how he could ride a horse and chase the wind like the main character of the novel, he was naturally excited.
Unfortunately, reality quickly gave Chen Feng a head-on blow.
Because he soon discovered that he was already eighteen years old, long past the best age to practice martial arts.
Moreover, his identity when he transmigrated was only a disciple of a desolate Taoist temple. And his master, the previous Abbey Dean Qing Fengzi, didn't leave behind any cultivation technique manuals until his death.
The original owner of this body had only practiced basic skills with his master for three years before his master passed away.
In the end, he was the only Taoist priest left in the large Taoist temple.
Fortunately, the owner of this body was very filial.
After half a month of mourning for his master, he was ready to leave. However, he had accidentally gotten drunk, allowing Chen Feng to transmigrate.
However, transmigration was transmigration.
Faced with such a terrible situation, Chen Feng expressed his helplessness.
The worst thing was that he realized that he did not have a cheat!
That's right!
Three days had passed, and Chen Feng had basically given up.
Without a cheat, he still transmigrated to such conditions. He could only sigh at the bad luck of the heavens.
Helplessly, Chen Feng could only stay here for a few days. After he recuperated, he would prepare to leave the mountain and renounce asceticism.
However, it was not easy for him to transmigrate here. Wasn't it a waste to renounce asceticism and leave the mountain just like that?
With this in mind, Chen Feng looked around the Daoist temple behind him.
The scale of this Daoist temple was not small.
The courtyard had three entrances and three exits. Looking inside through the moon gate, the front hall was a tall temple. Apart from that, there were also some rooms on the left and right of the Taoist temple.
"Tsk tsk…What a pity."
Seeing this, Chen Feng clicked his tongue in wonder. He felt that it was a pity.
Otherwise…He bought the Taoist temple first?
After that, he could get some incense money and transfer it to the Shaolin Temple. At the very least, he could learn some martial arts.
'No…'
Although he did not have any feelings for that cheap master, Chen Feng would never do such a thing. Moreover, Shaolin Temple was extremely particular about seniority. Even if he became a monk, he would not be able to learn the true martial arts without decades.
If he started from the common Arhat Fist, how could he be a transmigrator?
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore."
No matter how big the world is, it can't be bigger than my hunger.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng immediately prepared his clothes and prepared to go down the mountain to buy some daily necessities.
After all, he had been here for three days, and the rice, flour, and food had basically been used up. However, what Chen Feng did not know was that just as he left the Daoist temple, an unbelievable change had occurred in the Daoist temple behind him.
The dozens of rooms in the temple were all emitting a warm glow.
However, these lights were fleeting.
At the same time, in the pond in his courtyard, a carp that was on fire suddenly jumped up. Even a field beside the temple was emitting colorful light.
However, no one saw this.
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