It spans 100,000 miles, up and down for 5,000 years! The human warriors have to train their muscles and bones, breathe and qi, and they are all over the world with their passion and heroic spirit. After death, the essence and blood will not dissipate. If they are nourished by the innate yin energy, they may turn their minds back and regain their minds, and they will become ghost heroes! Thousands of years ago, ghost heroes opened the mountain gates in the chaotic times, and the disciples of the sect entered the world to kill ghosts and subdue demons. Martial arts and heroes fought side by side with them. There are dragons and phoenixes appearing in the world. Those who are talented in the sky look at their posture and feel the sorrow of the chaotic times in the world. After bloody battles, the martial arts that were already dead ends are taken in a new direction. All kinds of magical skills and arts are constantly emerging like waves. Refining essence and qi to strengthen internal breathing. The energy can be powered by dragons and elephants through the body, breaking the two bridges of heaven and earth, and the internal energy is born in the air. This is the innate way. The prerequisite for entering the innate is to hook the heaven and earth, and the momentum is transformed!

...This is a magnificent setting. If it is on earth, I will definitely support you...

But you can’t throw me in just like this. What about the legend of Jin Yong’s heroes? What about the world of martial arts? Where is the trust between people?

Looking through the broken books in his hand, Chen Fei was in tears - he was just a little shrimp, this world is too dangerous, the system, let me go home...

call!

A black shadow shot towards him with a whistling sound. Chen Fei didn't look back. He hooked his right hand back and held it in his hand. It was a wine bag. The faint aroma of wine could not be completely blocked. His wrist slightly shook, and a dull sound came. Chen Fei raised the corner of his eyes slightly and said in surprise: "Brother is generous today. I'm afraid these Baihua wines are all you have, are you?"

A tall figure stepped towards Chen Fei, then sat down next to him without saying a word, raised the wine bag in his hand to signal slightly, then raised his neck and swallowed it in big mouth, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, and frosty face, but he had a heroic spirit. It was Qiao Feng. Seeing this, Chen Fei just smiled slightly, pulled out the block and drank it up. The hundred gold-worthy flower brews in the world drew a clear curve in the air, and fell into Chen Fei's mouth accurately. At first, he felt that the mouth was cool, but when he fell into his throat, it was as fierce as fire, but when he was savored, it was full of flowers. He had only been in the world for less than ten years, and it was one of the three treasures in the world.

Although the wine bag was not small, it could not stop them from drinking so wildly. In a short time, they drank the Baihuaji, which was less than a pound, and swayed slightly. Seeing that even a drop of wine had not been left, Chen Fei sighed slightly with regret, then looked up at Qiao Feng and said, "Brother came so early today. I'm afraid he decided to leave?" Although he was a question, his tone was extremely sure--after that day, the two had become sworn brothers of the opposite sex. They were inseparable from these days, and they were almost asleep. Qiao Feng's personality had been touched by Chen Fei. At this time, he saw that he was abnormal in behavior, and he had already been calculating in his heart.

"Brother Fei, you are smart, good. Senior Chen told me before that something happened to me in the gang, but Brother Wei had to go back and lie down. However......" Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment and slowly said the whole story, but there was a hint of hesitation on his face. After pausing, he said, "But, Brother Wei has something to ask you, brother."

"I'm looking for senior Hong Qihong. Don't worry, I'm doing my best at this time." Chen Fei's face was a little strange - there was nothing wrong with the world, and Hong Qi, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, skipped the work. Qiao Feng also received news in Xiangyang City that his master was here. After responding, Chen Fei seemed to have thought of something, reached out to take out a letter from his arms and handed it to Qiao Feng and said, "It's not convenient for me to participate in the matter in the brother's gang, but I'm going to take this letter.

When you encounter trouble, you might as well take a look, but remember to look again at that time." Qiao Feng wanted to take apart the spot and then listened to him, his hands stopped. He looked up and saw that Chen Fei's face was different from his usual laughter and laziness. He looked solemn. He immediately restrained his smile and put the letter in his arms and put it away. Then he raised his hands and clasped his fists at Chen Fei and said, "Let's go first for your brother. In the future, we will meet with you. I will drink good wine with my brother again, take care of it!"

"Take care for me, brother!"

"Hahahaha!" Amid the generous and heroic laughter, Qiao Feng turned around and left with neat and grace, without any children, and his feet were very fast. He disappeared from Chen Fei's vision in just a few breaths. Looking at the direction where Qiao Feng disappeared, Chen Fei was slightly stunned.

.....The big thing in the gang, I think it's the matter of Xingzilin...

......Relying on the prompts of that letter, my brother should be able to get rid of the original tragedy...

...But Brother Qiao has left at this time, and it’s time for me to leave here. Is it a fighting spirit? .........

Thinking of this, Chen Fei's eyes became sharp again, he looked to the north and murmured to himself: "Shaolin? Don't let me down..."

............

Half a month later, a small town at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, Henan.

Shaolin is a martial arts sect in the world. It has been more than a hundred years of holding the martial arts ox. There are endless people coming and going. In addition, these people who travel around the world are often generous. Over time, a lot of people have gathered here, becoming a prosperous town, with people carrying swords and swords everywhere. At noon that day, a convoy of escort agencies slowly entered the town. Almost thirty or forty people, almost all surrounded by weapons, with wind and frost on the road, and the leader was a

A burly man with dark skin and swelling muscles was wearing a Vajra arm armor on each of his arms. The edges were as sharp as fangs, and a trace of evil spirit was faintly emitted from it. Seeing that he had arrived at the ground, the man's face was obviously relieved, and he waved his hand to stop the convoy and sent everyone to rest. Only a few people were left to slowly drive the escort car to the place where the escort agency in the city was - it was already at the feet of Shaolin. No one dared to be arrogant here yet. It is almost a regular rule to relax when he arrived here.

After all the people were arranged, the man slightly tidied up his clothes, then turned around and walked towards a man and a woman. The man was only twenty-one or two, and his gray robe was not worn, but it had been a while. His half-length black hair was casually dispersed, which made his ordinary appearance reveal a kind of prodigal temperament. An eight-sided sword was hanging around his waist, and he was talking to a pretty girl in a lotus-colored dress next to him with helpless expression.

"Shaoxia Chen, Miss Lin, has arrived at the Shaolin realm at this time, but I don't know what arrangements the young hero has. If you don't dislike it, why don't you go to my Yang Wei Escort Agency?" Seeing the two of you quarreling there, a look of helplessness appeared on the face of the thick and powerful man, and he could not interrupt it with a sound. Chen Fei, who was suffering from the headache of Lin Zixiu's place of going, looked up and saw that it was Yang Escort who was escort this time. This person was once a disciple of the Beggars' Gang and had always had a good relationship with the Dayi Branch of Xiangyang City. It was this that he would take Chen Fei and the others for a long time to avoid the problem of getting lost halfway.

"Don't bother me. This time I've been troublesome all the way. Chen Fei thanked me here." He clasped his fists and thanked the thick man slightly. Chen Fei smiled and said, "I'll have free time in the future and I'll have a drunken relationship with Brother Yang."

"Hahahaha, so I'll wait for this wine, the young man said goodbye!"

Perhaps because of the large number of people here, Yang Biaotou turned around and left, his rough figure was submerged in the sea of ​​people in just a few steps. A faint sound of bell echoed in the town, making the bustling town feel a bit Zen.

Shaolin, I'm here!
Chapter completed!