Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Although this item was given by the system, its origin is definitely extraordinary.

Seeing Ning Feng's interest, the Purple Gold Dragon immediately became excited, leaned over to Ning Feng's ear, and said, "Actually, I'm telling you the truth, this is a martial arts world, but Uncle Long is not a martial artist, Uncle Long is a cultivator."

"As long as my inheritance mark awakens, with a little guidance, the martial arts of this world will move in an incredible direction in the future."

Ning Feng glanced at him and said, "When will your inheritance mark awaken?"

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon said mysteriously, "Recently, there has been a lot of darkness, and I have heard whispers in my ears from time to time."

Ning Feng asked, "What are you whispering about?"

"The ancient gods... the cemetery of the gods... what else... a hundred times, a hundred times..."

"..."

……

Shortly after,

The flying boat landed on the lawn.

To be precise, this is a wasteland that is obviously in a state of disrepair and no one has taken care of it for many years.

Not far from the lawn, there is a temple that is in a dilapidated state and has lost its fans.

Ning Feng got off the flying boat and couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the situation in front of him.

Jinchan Temple,

It is known as the Blood Temple. The name doesn’t sound very nice, but it has a good reputation.

The stop loss point is called the Blood Temple because many enlightened monks have appeared here since the martial arts era.

The monks in the temples used to be very unpopular among the people.

Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, cheating for money and sex, committing all kinds of evil...

But no matter what group it is, there will always be a group of people who will fight for their beliefs.

This is Jinchan Temple.

The Jinchan Temple, which was originally known for its three thousand Buddhist monks, has seen many people enter the caves and die in battle over the years.

As a result, Jinchan land is now extremely desolate, with only a few old monks left to guard it.

……

He remembered that he had been to this place when he was a child.

But he didn't pray to Buddha, but followed Ning Zhan to pray to Buddha and kill a traitor by the way.

As for the rest, he could no longer remember.

But in his memory, there seemed to be a young monk here who once boasted that he would marry a few wives and expand the declining Jinchan Temple. He didn't know what happened to him now.

At the same time, several martial arts school examiners beside him also got off the flying boat one after another.

Looking at the desolate scene, someone muttered, "Could these traitorous monks really hide here?"

At this time, the martial artist who was leading the group waved his hand, and several other martial artists immediately dispersed and made a circle.

Not long after, several people returned.

"There's no one there, and the temples are all abandoned." Several people reported.

The young man frowned, "Since the authorities said there is a rapist here, then there is one. Let's continue looking around."

"Amitabha."

As a slightly immature voice was heard, everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

Immediately, a bald monk appeared ten meters away without anyone noticing.

He looks to be in his early twenties, with a youthful, handsome face and a very kind look.

Beside him, there was a boy and a girl. The little ones were wearing monk's robes and looked to be only about ten years old.

"Donor Ning has come a long way, and I apologize for not coming to greet you."

The young monk clasped his hands together, looking very pious.

Ning Feng looked at the young monk with a bit of surprise in his eyes, "Are you... the smart little monk?"

The young monk smiled and said, "It's me, Young Master Ning. Long time no see."

Ning Feng said in surprise: "Indeed... Many years have passed, I didn't expect you to still be guarding Jinchan Temple."

The young monk said calmly, "Master and my fellow monks all died in the battle to guard the Star Gate. I am the only one left. Of course, I must protect this foundation."

"Young Master Ning, please come in and have a chat."

At the other party's invitation, Ning Feng had no intention of being polite and followed him into the temple.

In addition, more than a dozen martial arts school disciples, although not invited by Lingzhi, also shamelessly followed in.

As you enter the temple, you can see the ruined temple.

Everyone was extremely surprised that there were actually people living in such a place.

"Young Master, I feel like something is wrong." Li Xiaoqi whispered behind him.

A Xiang did not come along, after all, this was an assessment.

"It doesn't matter. Let's follow and see. I want to see what kind of troubles the Jinchan Temple can cause now."

Ning Feng naturally saw it as well.