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Chapter 4

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Which world?

Zhou Yang was glad that he had a strong heart. Otherwise, his heart would definitely collapse.

Every world had a strong attraction to him. Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment. First of all, safety was the most important. Secondly, he had to gain more. It would be best if he could get some martial arts manuals or rare herbs for free. That way, he would be able to get more rewards.

Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Ye Wen? The Condor Heroes?

Zhou Yang used his phone to order two more takeaways. After finishing the two takeaways, he took out his computer and downloaded all the content about these worlds onto his phone. One by one, the familiar worlds played back in Zhou Yang's mind.

After a while, Zhou Yang fell asleep on the table in a daze.

That night, he had a dream. He dreamed that after he had the Infinite World Shop System, he had become a top-notch master, attracting countless beautiful girls, enjoying endless money and beauties, immortality was no longer a dream, the goddesses of the past were no longer a fantasy, and he even did some delightful things with some 2D characters, embarking on the path of counterattack.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but roar at the sky in his dream. Who was the best at transmigration?

The next day, Zhou Yang woke up early and changed into his underwear.

After eating breakfast at a nearby restaurant, Zhou Yang returned to his room and prepared to embark on his first trip to a different world.

As it was his first time entering a different world, he couldn't help but feel nervous and curious. He put a fruit knife in his pocket and disappeared from the room.

*****

"Space-Time Positioning: The Legend of the Condor Heroes."

"Location: Zhang Jiakou."

"Opening Time Limit: Three Days."

Zhou Yang felt a slight dizziness in his head. Then, he heard a series of notifications from the system, causing his brain to buzz.

Rubbing his aching head, Zhou Yang slowly opened his eyes. Immediately, he felt a dazzling light shining on him. At this moment, his short black hair was long and flowing. His black suit had turned into a light green robe. He looked exactly like the ancient people.

"How convenient!" Zhou Yang looked at himself, who was dressed like a scholar. He was quite at ease. Because he would only be staying here for three days, he did not care about what others thought of him. However, this appearance was more suitable for his actions. He did not have the hobby of being watched like a monkey.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes was the world that Zhou Yang had chosen.

The reason why Zhou Yang chose this Wuxia world was firstly because of the level of this world. Among all the unlocked worlds, this world was close to the Zhongwu World. Secondly, this world was relatively peaceful. There were no major wars between the Jin Kingdom and the Song Kingdom, so there was no need to worry about being affected by the chaos of war. Most importantly, this world had secret manuals that could be taken for free.

Naturally, there were countless peerless secret manuals like the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yang Manual, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Solitary Sun Finger …

Taking something for free would naturally result in high returns.

No matter what kind of profound martial arts he learned, they would all be stronger than the Purple Sun Divine Art he was currently cultivating.

But why were there only three days in the Legend of the Condor Heroes? Moreover, it was in the remote Zhang Jiakou.

If he appeared in Xiangyang City or the Quan Zhen Sect, he might be able to obtain some benefits. But he actually appeared in a remote place like Zhang Jiakou.

Three days?

What could he do in three days?

Could it be that he was just a bystander in the Legend of the Condor Heroes?

"My Nine Yin Sutra, my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Everything is gone. " Zhou Yang smiled bitterly. Zhang Jiakou was at least two to three days away from the Quan Zhen Sect or Xiangyang City. Along the way, there would be chaos and bandits running amok, but no one could guarantee that they would meet two petty thieves. Although he was already a third-rate martial artist, he did not know any martial arts. His combat power was trash, and he did not have the ability to do so. It was a smooth journey, and he arrived at his destination.

Could it be that he could only play in Zhang Jiakou for three days?

"My martial arts secret manuals! My peerless divine art! "Zhou Yang's heart was bleeding. The secret manuals here were of a much higher level than those on Mount Hua.

Could it be that he could only cultivate the Purple Sun Divine Art?

Yue Buqun had cultivated for half his life, but he was only a first-class martial artist. Even if he cultivated to the highest level, it would be difficult for him to break through to the Xiantian Realm.

Just as Zhou Yang was in a dilemma, a simple and honest voice suddenly entered his ears, "Big brother, can you make way?"

Zhou Yang looked up and saw a young man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old standing in front of him. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, a strong body, and a simple expression. He wore coarse clothes and looked very simple and honest. He was leading a handsome little red horse.

The narrow middle of the road was occupied by Zhou Yang. Pedestrians could still walk through the stalls on both sides, but horses could not.

Zhou Yang quickly retreated to the side and made way for the young man.

"Thank you, big brother." The simple and honest young man thanked him and slowly led the little red horse away.

Zhang Jiakou?

Simple and honest young man?

Little red horse?

Damn, this scene is a little familiar!

Zhou Yang was slightly stunned and hurriedly called out to the simple and honest young man in front of him, "My surname is Zhou and my name is Yang. May I know your name?"

Guo Jing had just entered the pugilistic world and did not know the sinister nature of the pugilistic world. Moreover, he was simple and honest, so when he heard Zhou Yang's question, he did not hesitate to answer, "Greetings, Big Brother Zhou. My surname is Guo and my name is Jing."

Hearing this, Zhou Yang was a little excited. The person in front of him was indeed the future Hero Guo. He was honest, honest, benevolent, and loyal to the country. He even shouted the slogan "The great hero serves the country and the people." He was a true hero.

Zhou Yang let out a light breath and asked, "Brother Guo, where are you going?"

"My master wants me to go to Jiaxing." Guo Jing was a little excited. After all, it was his first time in the Central Plains.

"I wonder if Brother Guo is in a hurry to go to Jiaxing?" Zhou Yang suppressed the fire in his eyes. This was a free bodyguard.

"I want to go to the Shaolin Temple to ask for some Buddhist scriptures, but the journey is long and I'm afraid of meeting bandits. Brother Guo, you are tall and sturdy, so you must be skilled in martial arts. I hope you can escort me there. I will reward you handsomely." Zhou Yang did not wait for Guo Jing's reply and looked at him with a smile.

In The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the three treasured lands were the most obvious. The Valley of the Condor, the Shaolin Temple of the Nine Suns, and the Ancient Tomb of the Nine Yin.

If Zhou Yang was alone, he would not be able to reach any of these three treasured lands safely in three days.

At that time, he could only run around the modern world and the world of the Condor Heroes with the help of the System.

But it was different now. Guo Jing was at least a third-rate martial artist and had a very buggy main character aura. With his company, at least he did not need to avoid ordinary bandits.

But if he wanted to learn Dugu Qiubai's inheritance, obtain Chongyang's carvings, and take the Nine Yang Scriptures in three days, it would be impossible. He had to give up something.

Dugu Qiubai's inheritance required a lot of time to learn with the Divine Eagle, and the Divine Eagle might not teach him. After all, Zhou Yang had already passed the best age to learn martial arts. Even if the Divine Eagle was willing to teach him, it would take too much time. Three days was far from enough.

Dugu Qiubai's inheritance had the smallest chance of success and the smallest reward, so he was the first to give it up.

The Nine Yin Scriptures in Chongyang's carvings were too incomplete. It was in the hinterland of the Chongyang Palace and the Ancient Tomb Sect, the forbidden area of the sect, and it was heavily guarded. If he was discovered, it would be difficult for him to enter again in a short period of time.

Then, in the Sutras of the Shaolin Temple, the complete version of the Nine Yin Scriptures was the first choice. As long as he could reach the Shaolin Temple safely, he had at least an eighty percent chance of obtaining the Nine Yin Scriptures.

"Big Brother Zhou, I can go with you." Guo Jing's face was slightly red. This was the first time someone had exaggerated his martial arts skills. Moreover, he had been longing to go to the Shaolin Temple, the leader of the martial arts world in the Central Plains. After thinking for a while, Guo Jing agreed.

There was still some time before the day his master had set.

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