I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 1 I'm a bit panicked

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Jin people invaded the south on a large scale, captured the capital, and the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed.

The flags on the city walls changed constantly, and the small Southern Song court was isolated in a corner with the Qinling Mountains and the Huai River as its boundary.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. When the Southern Song Dynasty had recovered and the Mongols had joined forces to destroy the Jin Dynasty, people all over the world thought that the clouds had finally cleared and the moon was shining, and China was finally reviving.
The Mongols once again invaded the Central Plains and unified the northern land. The 200,000 cavalrymen who had swept across the country turned their spears around and headed straight for Xiangyang.

Wang Shitong, a former general of the Song Dynasty, gathered hundreds of thousands of refugees in the name of "Ghost King". He was unwilling to surrender to the Yuan Dynasty and intended to cross the Yellow River to the south and return to the Song Dynasty.

In the Southern Song Dynasty court, the peace faction prevailed and, together with the southern gentry clans, they were determined not to allow Wang Shitong to cross the river.

Hundreds of thousands of refugees occupied the banks of the Yellow River, dying of starvation, freezing, and disease, and were finally massacred by the Mongolian cavalry.

Corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers. Until the Ghost Festival on July 15, the sky sent down nine mysterious thunders and three days of heavy rain, but they still failed to destroy the hundred-meter-high Jingguan, which was haunted by the wronged souls.

Even as the first zombie crawled out from among the piles of bones, this world, which had already been turbulent for a long time, became even more precarious.

In the Qinling Mountains, on Mount Zhongnan, there is Chongyang Palace, the ancestral temple of Quanzhen.

Cheng Qi studied at Longhushan Taoist College in college and was assigned to work at Longhushan Zhengyi Temple after graduation. After lying comfortably for five years, Cheng Qi was now lying on the bed, quietly looking at the beams in the house.

I was careless. I had survived the storms and waves like the one where I cooked with lamp oil without any danger, but I didn't expect that the boat would capsize in a small ditch in the end.

Since drinking the "hen, cuttlefish and ginseng soup" from Junior Sister Zhongyu, who was born with the poisonous body, it has been the third day since I traveled to the world of "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

I am a little panicked, really.

The world here is slightly different from the original novel of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" and is more turbulent.

Looking at this identity that has traveled through time, it is a bit hard to describe.
Zhao Zhijing is a third-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect and the eldest disciple of Wang Chuyi, one of the Seventh Masters of Quanzhen.

I have to admit that this is just a supporting role and he will only be remembered when his junior brother is mentioned.

And his junior fellow apprentice is the famous "Dragon Knight" - Zhen Zhibing.

As a minor role, Zhao Zhijing in the original novel is a man with a bad temper and an intolerant personality, a typical villain.

At the beginning, he devoted himself to creating childhood trauma for Yang Guo; in the middle period, he transformed himself into a master of yin and yang, and took advantage of his junior brother Zhen Zhibing's weaknesses to threaten him in various ways; in the end, in order to seize the position of the head of Quanzhen Sect, he colluded with the Yuan Dynasty court and framed his fellow disciples.

In the end, he was trapped in the big bell of Chongyang Palace by his uncle-master, the "Old Naughty Boy" Zhou Botong, and was released by the jade bees of the Ancient Tomb Sect, stung and poisoned to death.

The time point when we traveled through time is that the great hero Guo Jing, with his sworn brother Yang Kang's son, the protagonist of "The Return of the Condor Heroes", Yang Guo, came to the Quanzhen Sect to learn martial arts.

Due to a misunderstanding, Guo Jing broke the Quanzhen Sect's Beidou Formation presided over by Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing, who was scolded by Qiu Chuji, held a grudge and wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger after accepting Yang Guo.

As a result, before he could take revenge, he was hit by two jade bee needles during a conflict with Grandma Sun, the maid of Xiaolongnu in the Ancient Tomb Sect at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. When he woke up, he saw Cheng Qi who had traveled through time.

When he crossed over, his body had already recovered for the most part, but he just wanted to take the opportunity to completely absorb the memories and martial arts skills of the original owner of this body, and then become familiar with the current situation and what to do next.

That's why I stayed in bed for two more days on the pretext of illness.

Oh, and there is also the system that has just awakened.

[Current World: The Legend of the Condor Heroes]

[Crossing Character: Zhao Zhijing]

[Main Quest: Become the World's No. 1 in Huashan Sword Contest]

[Completion Reward: Shatter the Void and Travel the Heavens]

[The current world is bound to the master-disciple system: the disciple's gains from cultivation will be rewarded tenfold to the master]

To be honest, I always feel that this task is a bit deliberately targeted.

I became a Taoist priest because I didn't want to be in a state of internal conflict, but you want me to compete to be the best in the world?

Forcing Capibala to jump through a fire ring at the circus, right?
Damn it, even though I’m a monk, I can’t yet do what Capibala said, “It’s good to be alive, and it’s okay to die too.”

Otherwise I will really die in front of you!
If you want to stay alive, you definitely can't let the plot develop as it is in the original book.

Now that the Mongol cavalry is sweeping across the world, even the Southern Song Dynasty court in the far south is not safe. There is no real pure land in the world. If you still want to be the best in the Huashan Sword Contest, you must rely on the system to make yourself strong and invincible!

Fortunately, after accepting Yang Guo, the original owner was injured by the Jade Bee Needle before he had the chance to retaliate. It is not too late to start changing now.

Moreover, although the founder of Quanzhen, Wang Chongyang, has passed away, the Quanzhen Sect under the rule of the Seven Quanzhen Masters still has a great reputation in the world.

The brand of "the authentic martial arts in the world" has not lost its luster. Coupled with the special geographical location, even the Yuan Dynasty court mostly seeks out martial arts people to put pressure on them using martial arts rules and will not easily lead a large army to attack.

Not long ago, the third disciple of the Mongolian national master King Jinlun, who claimed to be a member of the Mongolian royal family, Huodu, made a big fuss and took advantage of the rumor about the "Red-robed Fairy" Li Mochou to go to the Ancient Tomb Sect at the foot of Mount Zhongnan to hold a martial arts competition and win a bride. In the end, he came into great conflict with Guo Jing and the Quanzhen Sect, but there was no subsequent revenge.

In addition to this stable backing, the things he could not give up the most were the dozen or so disciples under his command.

"Being calm and peaceful", Zhao Zhijing is a Quanzhen disciple of the "Zhi" generation, and his disciples are Lu Qingdu, Liu Qingxing, Zhang Qingzhi and others of the "Qing" generation.

And there is also Yang Guo who was just accepted.

It is impossible to involute yourself, so you have to find a way to involute your apprentice.

While I was thinking, someone knocked on the door gently and said respectfully, "Master, today's medicine is ready."

After these two days, and having worked as a Taoist priest before, Cheng Qi was now able to fit into the role of Zhao Zhijing very well. He immediately acted like a master and coughed lightly.

"Enter."

Lu Qingdu, who was quite fat, carefully held the medicine soup, walked into the room with his head lowered. After slowly placing the bowl of soup on the table, he stood quietly by the side waiting for his master to take the medicine.

In my memories of my previous life, whether in novels or movies and TV dramas, Lu Qingdu was always a very annoying guy.

He is a fox who takes advantage of the power of another, is narrow-minded and vindictive, and can be said to be Yang Guo's mortal enemy when he was in Quanzhen Sect.

It is true that for every master, there is every disciple.

However, after these two days of contact, he found that he was very respectful and filial to his master Zhao Zhijing, and never disobeyed no matter what he was told.

As the saying goes, "If the teaching is not strict, it is the teacher's fault." Now that I have traveled through time and space and become Zhao Zhijing, I can't just kick people out based on my likes and dislikes in my previous life.

We have to observe him for a while. If he really has evil intentions or is a very evil person, he must be severely punished.

Now, as a teacher, no matter what you do, you must always make your disciples convinced.

"Qing Du."

"The disciple is here."

Zhao Zhijing slowly sat up from the bed. Lu Qingdu hurried forward to support him, but Zhao Zhijing waved his hand, indicating that it was not necessary.

"My body is almost recovered now. Go and call Qingxing and the others. I have something to say to you."

"And bring the new recruit Yang Guo along."

"Yes, Master."

After receiving the order, Lu Qingdu immediately turned around and walked out of the room, not forgetting to close the door gently.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Zhijing put on his Taoist robe and poured the medicine in the bowl into a clean bucket.

In order to better buffer the time just after the time travel, Zhao Zhijing had been pretending to be sick in bed, and in order not to arouse suspicion, he had been taking herbal medicine.

However, all medicines are poisonous to some extent, and the medicine was so bitter that it made his tongue numb. After making sure that he was fine, Zhao Zhijing stopped taking the medicine immediately.

And every time I see this soup, I will think of the bowl of "hen, cuttlefish and ginseng soup" that brought me here.

"We have to take this first step no matter what. The longer we delay, the more variables we may face."

Zhao Zhijing took a deep breath, then sat down at the table and closed his eyes to rest.

I hummed the theme song inexplicably in my heart: Ahaha~Ahhhhhhhhhh~
"Master, the disciples have arrived."

(End of this chapter)