Entering the Shaolin Temple!

Chu Tianqi came for martial arts, so naturally he had to go to the place where he could learn the most martial arts.

His first choice was martial arts school or a martial arts family.

He hesitated for a moment and chose the fourth option.

Disciple of the school!

Then a curtain of light appeared in front of his eyes.

"You choose the fourth life experience, please choose the following martial arts."

"1. Beggar's Gang."

"2. Ming Cult."

"3. Shaolin Temple."

"4. Wudang Sect."

"5. Ghost Valley."

"6. Confucianism."

"7. Emei Sect."

"8. Mount Everest."

"9. Kongtong."

"10. Mount Hua."

...

There were twenty-six sects in total.

Without hesitation, Chu Tianqi directly chose Shaolin.

The martial arts in the world ranged from strong to weak.

But Shaolin Temple definitely has the most martial arts!

He had read many martial arts novels in his previous life and was most familiar with Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stances are known throughout the world.

Vajra is no less!

Tendon tempering Sutra!

Golden Bell Mantra!

There are also hidden in the Shaolin Temple Buddhist scripture pavilion of the Nine Suns Divine Art...

You know, "The Legend of Martial Arts" is based on a classic martial arts novel, all the characters and events in the novel exist! Therefore, it is a good choice.

After selecting a martial art, the surrounding darkness suddenly shattered, and light enveloped Chu Tianqi.

Chu Tianqi felt the sky spinning.

That beautiful female voice rang in his ears again.

"You are a handyman who joined Shaolin in order to pursue martial arts. You need to survive in the Shaolin Temple ..."

Immediately after that, the light in front of Chu Tianqi's eyes dissipated.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a courtyard with firewood piled up in front of him and a wooden stake with an axe inlaid on it.

He looked at himself and found that he was wearing a monk's rough clothes.

He touched his head and found that his hair was gone.

Fortunately, this was the game world, and he was not a real monk.

In the game, when he succeeds, he would return to his vulgar state.

Chu Tianqi scanned around and found that he was the only one in the courtyard.

He pondered carefully.

A hard-working disciple.

This was a rough job!

He immediately picked up the axe and started chopping wood.

If you want to put down roots in Shaolin Temple, you have to work hard.

He studied martial arts, but he couldn't go straight to the monks - after all, this game is known as Realism%!

Being proficient in various modern martial arts, he is physically stronger than the average person. In less than half an hour, he cut out a pile of firewood.

The viewers watching the live stream laughed wantonly at him.

"So I can chop firewood too".

"Choosing Shaolin Temple is too boring. Let's see if we choose Emei."

"Fool, a man can't choose Emei because the first tester next door was rejected."

"It's too boring, let's just let him chop wood, no?"

"Mr. Wang next door joined the beggar gang. He has won hearts."

"My wife Yang Xuanxuan has successfully joined Emei."

...

Chu Tianqi's face was expressionless as he patiently chopped firewood.

About an hour had passed.

He finished chopping all the wood, and he sat on the stake to rest.

A monk walked in, he swept the yard, smiled in satisfaction, and smiled at Chu Tianqi, "Tianqi, you are very good. No wonder master said you are down-to-earth and willing to work. Come with me to see the master."

Chu Tianqi nodded and immediately left with him.

Master?

I wonder if it's a big shot from Shaolin Temple.

Following the monk, Chu Tianqi observed the scenery of Shaolin Temple along the way.

It looked very different from the Shaolin Temple in the real world. The mountain peaks here were surrounded by clouds and mist, and there were disciples practicing martial arts everywhere.

What attracted Chu Tianqi most was a young monk practicing levitation, flying back and forth on the treetops, as light as a swallow, unaffected by gravity.

Chu Tianqi's heart was on fire.

Shaolin Temple's most famous light skill is stepping on reeds to cross the river.

Stepping on reeds and grasses, big rivers can be easily crossed.

After walking for a few minutes.

Chu Tianqi entered the courtyard of a temple.

Through the gate, he came to an open square. A dozen monks were practicing their long sticks. They were energetic and imposing.

Standing in front of them was a middle-aged monk, who looked to be in his early forties, with a slightly slim figure.

This monk led the way in front and said." Master, Tian Qi has already cut the wood. He has a good temper and has never complained. He also works efficiently. I think his bones and breath are obviously martial arts practitioners who can cultivate as well."

The middle-aged monk glanced at Chu Tianqi.

Chu Tianqi looked at him without being humble nor arrogant.

Outside the network.

"Is this going to trigger the side story?"

" Niu Bi, this guy is smart."

"Did you hear? He's a martial artist. None of the other first-timers had such a rating."

"Hahahaha, there was also a preliminary examinee from Shaolin Temple who was assigned to pick water. As a result, he was weak and slipped on the mountain road, fell off a cliff, and died alive ..."

" Chu Tianqi seems to be very difficult, I just said, what kind of relationship can lead to the world government."

...

The middle-aged monk stared at Chu Tianqi and asked, "Why do you want to join Shaolin Temple?"

"To pursue martial arts."

"What is the purpose of practicing martial arts?"

"To enhance your strength."

"Oh, then will you use martial arts to hurt others?"

"People don't offend me, and I don't offend people. If someone offends me, I will use Buddhist teachings to transmute and persuade him to turn his head back."

Chu Tianqi's answer flowed like a line.

The word 'shameless' immediately appeared on the big screen of the live broadcast room.

The middle-aged monk said with an expressionless face." Then, learn the most basic sweeping stick technique first."

Chu Tianqi asked curiously." If I learn it, can I learn a higher martial art?"

"Let's wait until you learn it, Jingkong, you teach him." The middle-aged monk shook his head.

Hearing this, the leading monk Jingkong immediately pulled Chu Tianqi to the side and threw a long stick at him.

"Follow me and practice." Monk Jingkong smiled. He seemed to have a good impression of Chu Tianqi.