In the 11th year of Khitan Tonghe, the first year of Jingde in the Song Dynasty, early spring.

Shimen Town is located between Jingzhou and Jizhou of the Great Liao Dynasty, close to Gushui, with convenient transportation. There have been many merchants over the past decades, and the prosperity is getting more and more prosperous.

Recently, there was a strange story in the town. A young monk came from somewhere. He built a shed with abandoned wood beside the waters outside the town. A large white cloth flag was inserted in front of the shed, and a bunch of lines were drawn on it, either by words or pictures.

The monk was also strange. Except for a meal and sleeping lunch, he would return to the inn, and he would meditate in the shed for the rest of his time. At first, someone in the town was curious to go inquire, but the monk just smiled and politely, but kept silent about the patterns on the flag.

People have speculated many times, but they are still unsolvable. Even the knowledgeable merchants do not know what the lines are. They can only think that this is a new Buddhist sect preaching, and there are also gangsters who are provoking trouble in the middle, and they are all beaten back. Only then do people know that the monk is skilled and very powerful, and no one has ever provoked him since then.

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Name: Qin Kong

Dharma name: fate

Age: 21

Strength: Level 4 of Mortals

Muscles: 29

Internal force: 11

Divine Thoughts: 5

Merit: 678

Buddhism: First look at the door

Practice: Tianchan Boy's Achievement (Small Success), Bodhi Jade Body Glazed Achievement (Small Success), Arhat Fist (Complete), Arhat Stick Method (Complete), Radical Art (Great Success), Hiding and Revealing Art (Small Success)

Supernatural powers: Heavenly eye power (wisdom eye)

Summary: There is a little fish in the world, so let’s get by first!

"The improvement has been quite great in the past few months." Yuan Xing sat cross-legged on the ground, but did not enter into meditation, but looked at his attributes, which were already level 4. Well, he was one step closer to extraordinary. He couldn't help but feel happy.

"Please read the summary first, thank you." Jin Chan said, very choking.

Fate: "…"

It has been five days since he arrived at this era. When he first came, he was confused because he didn't know who to save people. According to Jin Cicada, thousands of worlds are like the sands of the Ganges River. There are always a few unlucky people who accidentally travel through other worlds, and they will inevitably encounter various sufferings and even have life dangers. I am so sad that if I get this information, I will naturally send someone to rescue me. And this person is walking as a Buddhist.

"Why do I feel that I am the most unlucky guy who should be saved?" Yuan Xing muttered in his heart.

"Then you can wait, wait for decades to see if anyone comes to save you." Jin Chan's words were still slow: "You are dedicated to your practice, and now you are willing to be a boat to save others. In the future, you will be able to transcend the sea of ​​suffering and be free. Isn't that great? "

"It's boring to say so." Yuan Xing sighed. Who is not struggling in the sea of ​​suffering? How many people can there be truly transcendent? He looked at the flag fluttering in the wind in front of him and thought, "It's been five days now, why is no one coming?"

"Don't worry, your goal should be nearby. Even if you can't see the things on the flag, the merchants coming and going will spread the news here as strange stories. All you have to do is wait. Your method is really good, much simpler than finding it yourself. When you find the goal and stay there for three months, I will open the time and space gate to send people back, and your mission will be completed." Jin Chan gave so many words at once, and it was rare to praise him.

"I'm afraid that the person won't understand the things on it." Yuan Xing was still worried.

"No, the other party must be an earthling, and he is a person from the earth and China in your era." Jin Chan said this and then said: "Maybe because of the lack of function, I suddenly got these messages. Don't ask me the source of the information, and I don't know if I ask."

Yuan Xing curled his lips, and knew that he would ask in vain when he asked. He stopped asking. He was about to close his eyes and enter into meditation. Suddenly, he pressed his hands on the ground and his whole body moved two feet away. At this moment, the shed he built with his own hands to cover up the wind and rain was broken.

After turning over, his eyes shrank. Although the shed was built with discarded wood, it was still very strong. Now it was shattered by a ponytail on a whisk.

"What does the donor mean?" Yuan Xing looked at the owner of the whisk, a Taoist priest in green.

"You have already planted the flag, so you will naturally have to compete." The Taoist priest attacked again with the whisk in his hand, and said, "You are a monk and I am the Taoist. Isn't it normal to fight each other when we meet?"

Yuan Xing dodged sideways and did not fight back. The Taoist attacked several times, but was avoided.

"The reaction is good." The Taoist priest took back the whisk, flashed and teleported to him, slapped his shoulder with his left hand. No matter how fast Yuan Xing reacted, it was useless in front of such an exaggerated speed, and he was hit by a palm on his shoulder.

He was about to get angry, but he immediately returned to his calm because there was no pain coming from his left shoulder.

"The Taoist priest is amazing, I admit defeat." Yuan Xing saw that the other party had stopped and stood there, so he begged for mercy. It was not too easy to kill him based on his extremely strange body skills just now. It was in his heart, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"The monk is good at practicing martial arts." The Taoist priest praised, his voice soft and pleasant, and he was actually a female crown. She wore a wooden mask covering half of her face, tied her hair in a square scarf, and wore a wide-sleeved blue dress. Her whole temperament was dry and transcendent.

"Zen Buddhism is determined to be a Taoist master." He is determined to be a clerk.

"Shangqing Fang Qiwu." The girl also bowed and bowed, then pointed to the big banner: "the     cooler?" fluent English.

This style is a bit wrong. Who can save such a tough time traveler? Yuan Xing looked at the other person in a daze.

And at this moment, an extremely standard Mandarin suddenly appeared beside the two of them: "Get out of here? The river demon in Baota, who thought of this, it was too bad."

In order to prevent it, Yuanxing wrote the unlucky guy in English on the top of the white cloth, and the middle was the pinyin of the baby Niu Baby, of course, the simplified version of the time traveler universal incision is indispensable.

This time, everyone was against each other, but why are there two people?

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In a secluded room on the second floor of the inn, three people stared around a table.

What a strange combination of a female Taoist priest in green, a monk in gray robe, and a man wearing fur and wearing a mess of short hair.

Yuan Xing looked at the man with glasses first. The man claimed to be Zhou Mo. He suddenly traveled to this era last winter. The short-sleeved shorts he wore when he came, and almost froze to death. It was the Taoist priest in front of him who saved his life. The two went south all the way. As soon as they arrived here, they heard about Yuan Xing's flag planting, and this was the previous exchange.

Yuan Xing turned his gaze to Fang Qiwu again. The other party was lowering his head and playing with the whisk in his hand. He was so cold that this female crown kept silent about her origin and time of traveling.

What's even more strange is still behind. According to Zhou Mo, the two of them had been together for two months, and they always thought that the other party was an authentic ancient man. It was not until today that he realized that Fang Qiwu was also a time traveler. His feelings had previously covered his origins in the eyes of this Taoist priest, but they just didn't point it out and saw a lot of jokes along the way.

Yuan Xing had a headache, but Zhou Mo was fine. What should Fang Qiwu do?
Chapter completed!