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At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, in a small city.
Dongfang Yun changed into a brand new white robe and walked out of the inn.
Glancing in the direction of Shaoshi Mountain, he couldn't help but worry."At this time, I wonder if Shaolin Temple has the Nine Yang Divine Skill?”。
His name was Dongfang Yun, and he came from Earth.
Two months ago, when he woke up, he was transported to the Southern Song Dynasty.
The other transmigrators were either magical equipment or systems after transmigrating, but Dongfang Yun was all alone without any cheat!
At first, he thought that he had traveled back in time and space to the ancient times, but he accidentally heard some Jianghu people talking about the Huashan Sword Contest and the Five Uniques of Jianghu. Only then did he know that he had traveled back in time to the world of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.
As he had transmigrated to Mount Zhongnan, he had intended to become a disciple of Quan Zhen Sect and obtain the Nine Yin Mantra in the ancient tomb. However, he was rejected by Quan Zhen Sect because he was too old and was no longer suitable for martial arts. Helpless, Dongfang Yun could only turn his attention to Shaolin Temple.
The legendary Nine Yang Divine Technique!
After some arrangements and preparations, Dongfang Yun arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. According to his plan, if he could not enter the Sutra Library, he would join the Shaolin Temple and wait for an opportunity to make a move.
However, what worried him was whether the nameless monk had left the Nine Yang Divine Technique in the Sutra Depository!
If he did not, it would be difficult for him to learn other high-tier martial arts.
Dongfang Yun was deep in thought as he walked out of the city. Suddenly, someone knocked into him.
"Aiyo!"
Dongfang Yun looked over and saw an old man wailing on the ground.
"Huh?"
He frowned slightly and revealed a trace of surprise.
This was a very strange old man!
His face was full of wrinkles and he looked old. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, which was covered in mud and stains. There was also a faint stench coming from his body. He seemed to be a smelly Taoist priest. The strange thing was that he was bald and there were a few scars on his head. He looked like a monk.
Moreover, his eyebrows were as white as snow and were a foot long!
"This person?"
Dongfang Yun felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart.
"Young Master, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."
At this moment, the old man suddenly grabbed his robe. He looked frightened and panicked as he begged for mercy.
However, his palms were covered in oil and mud. After a few hits, the white robe that Dongfang Yun had just changed into was already dirty, as if he had rolled on the ground.
The corner of Dongfang Yun's mouth twitched. He would never believe that this old man did not do it on purpose.
Moreover, this scene seemed a little familiar. It had been played on television countless times.
"Could this old man be?"
Dongfang Yun's heart skipped a beat!
The old man did not dress like an ordinary person. Instead, he looked like an independent and special hero!
Strange hero?
Thinking of this, Dongfang Yun squatted down and helped the old man up without caring about his dirty hands and the stench all over his body. He smiled and said,"" Old man, did you fall?"
"Do you want me to take you to the doctor?”
The old man was obviously stunned for a moment and immediately said,"I'm fine, it's just... If you dirty Young Master's clothes, I..."
"It's fine, it's just a piece of clothing," Dongfang Yun said."The old man's health is more important. You should follow me to find a doctor!”。
After he transmigrated, he had some modern things on him. After playing some tricks, he exchanged a modern banknote for hundreds of taels of silver. Naturally, he did not lack money.
"No need."
The old man shook his head and said,"My son is still waiting for me outside the city."
" Then I'll send you out of the city," Dongfang Yun said with a smile.
The old man hurriedly said,"There's no need. I can go by myself."
" Let me send you off, old man." Dongfang Yun supported him as they slowly walked away.
The crowd looked at Dongfang Yun's back and pointed at him.
" This young master is really a good person," an old farmer who sold vegetables sighed.
"Yeah, there aren't many good people in this world."
.....
Dongfang Yun helped the old man out of the city and asked,""Old man, where is your son?”。
"I don't have a son."
The old man suddenly smiled. He no longer hunched over and straightened his body. He looked at Dongfang Yun with a smile," However, you're not bad. You can be my disciple."
Dongfang Yun was a little dumbfounded, but he was extremely excited. He had made the right bet!
This strange old man was indeed not simple!
"Old man, you?" Dongfang Yun found it hard to believe.
The strange old man chuckled and grabbed Dongfang Yun with his hand as fast as lightning. He then jumped into the air with a tap of his foot. Dongfang Yun felt as if he was riding on a cloud. After a while, he landed beside a small stream.
Such Qinggong was truly astonishing!
"Little fellow, do you want to learn?" The strange old man sat down on a big rock and looked at Dongfang Yun with a smile.
Dongfang Yun was overjoyed and immediately said,"Master."
"You brat!"
The strange old man was stunned for a moment before he laughed loudly and said, You're smart."
Dongfang Yun chuckled." Master, I've always wanted to practice martial arts, but I never had the chance. This time, I came to Shaoshi Mountain specially to take you as my master."
The strange old man pursed his lips and said,"It would be strange if those monks accepted you as their disciple."
Dongfang Yun smiled helplessly. All the sects accepted disciples below the age of fifteen. Those who were older than this age basically did not accept them. Because their meridians were blocked, their achievements were limited. It was not worth wasting time and energy to cultivate them.
"But you're lucky to have met This Penniless Monk." The strange old man glared at Dongfang Yun. You have a good heart and This Penniless Priest likes you. If it was someone else, this old man wouldn't pass on everything I've learned to him even if I took it to my grave."
"That's right, that's right."
Dongfang Yun quickly smiled.
However, he was slandering him in his heart. He had changed his name three times in one sentence. He was this poor monk, this poor monk, and this old man. He was really a strange person.
But who was he?
In his mind, the characters in Condor Shooting flashed past one by one. Finally, he had a thought: "Could it be him?"
"Disciple Dongfang Yun, do you still not know Master's name?”Dongfang Yun probed.
The strange old man said,"I've long forgotten my original name. However, 17 years ago, Perfected Chong Yang called me the Crazy Alcoholic. I thought it was not bad, so ever since then, This Penniless Monk has called himself the Crazy Alcoholic."
Wang Chongyang?
Crazy Alcoholic!
It was indeed him!
Dongfang Yun could finally confirm his identity.
In the original novel, he was the nameless monk who won a drinking competition with Perfected Chong Yang and was able to read the Nine Yin Scripture. In the end, he created the Nine Yang Divine Technique!
Thinking of this, Dongfang Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed. This was a truly extraordinary person, a top-notch expert who wasn't weaker than the Five Uniques!
If he took him as his master, would he be afraid that he would not be able to learn the Nine Yang Divine Technique?
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