God-level Selection System

Chapter 1209

"Sword One!"

For good fortune, kendo first appeared, Ye Chen moved a whole body of sword intent.

In the trance, a little understanding, condensed into a mysterious sword, directed at Lu Zhu.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing Ye Chen's forceful sword attack, Lu Zhu couldn't help but look awkward. The iron chopsticks converged for a moment, lifted his palm, and the Zen light was shining, and King Kong glared.

Amazingly, Donkey Kong palm!

"boom!"

The palm is powerful, like a mixed flow, one sword produces mystery, and everything is broken. The instant confrontation draws the final victory.

"You...defeated!"

Leng Yu's words, Leng Yu Jianfeng, suddenly stopped in front of Lu Zhu's throat.

"It's the poor monk who has lost."

Lu Zhu didn't see the slightest look of depression on his face, instead he smiled and said, "It seems that this is also the fate of the poor monk and the donor, that is, there is a fate. I have a bodhichitta method, and I hope the donor will laugh at it."

Immediately, he slowly said the bodhicitta mentality.

[The reincarnation completes the auxiliary task: get the favor of Lu Zhu, the monk of Shaolin Temple, and learn a martial art from him, and obtain the qualification to open the watch space. 】

[The watch space is initially opened: the size is one cubic meter, and the length, width and height can be changed at will according to the wishes of the reincarnation. It can store objects that are unconscious and whose size does not exceed the limit of space. The size of the space can be expanded by completing specific tasks. It can take the things in the space out of the world of reincarnation...]

[Secondary mission two is on: before the end of the plot, take Rama's body and complete the mission to get a double expansion of the watch space once. If the mission fails, close the watch space. "】

Finally completed the ancillary task!

Ye Chen was pleasantly surprised.

Open the watch space, isn't this the legendary portable space?

Although it is only one cubic meter in size, as long as you calculate it yourself.

With such a portable space, it can definitely play a role beyond ordinary people's imagination.

And the secondary mission two that was opened subsequently made Ye Chen couldn't help but frown.

According to his fate during this period of time, he had some guesses in his heart:

The subsidiary tasks issued to him by the Reincarnation Watch are unique and consistent.

Only by completing one subsidiary task can the next subsidiary task be triggered, and it is not possible to trigger the task anytime, anywhere for yourself to complete.

Otherwise, with his previous actions, Reincarnation Watch should have released countless tasks for himself to complete.

Where can I wait quietly until now, until I met Lu Zhu and completed the first ancillary task, then the second task was released immediately.

Figure out the key...

Right now, after saying goodbye to Lu Zhu, Ye Chen transferred to the capital.

He had achieved martial arts, and his light work was the best in the world, and he arrived within a few days.

The prosperous capital is not comparable to other places.

People come and go on the street, and there are many teahouses, pubs, and **** shops on both sides.

Ye Chen had spent a lot of work before he found a tea stall. The owner of the tea stall was an old woman in her fifties. He asked with a smile.

"You are Aunt Cai!"

Aunt Cai's eyes gleamed with shrewd light, and when she saw Ye Chen's appearance of an expensive young man in brocade clothes, she hurriedly responded cautiously.

"I'm Granny Cai, what's the matter with the son looking for me?"

"I heard you have a house for rent here?"

"You want to rent a house!"

In addition to selling tea, Auntie Cai is also part-time in the business of renting a house, her eyes are shining with excitement, and she hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, I will take you to see the house."

Soon, the two came to the front of a house.

There are three houses for rent here. Aunt Cai showed Ye Chen, and it is the largest house in the middle.

"I clean up this house every day, it's very clean!"

Aunt Cai introduced, "This house has two entrances in front and back. If it is rented as a whole, it will be fifteen taels a month. If it is rented separately, the left and right wing..."

"The entire rent."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I prefer quietness and I'm not used to sharing rent with others."

While talking, he took out a dozen ingots of gold.

"This is half a year's rent. How much you can take to have a cup of tea."

"Hey, that's great, you are a sincere man at the first glance, so I will make a contract for you!"

Aunt Cai left happily holding the silver.

With silver base, Aunt Cai's work efficiency is not generally high.

Less than an hour before and after, all the procedures were completed. Ye Chen went to the street, bought some daily necessities, and went directly to the residential courtyard.

Putting it in the modern age is tantamount to the rhythm of checking in with bags.

Since then...

He settled in the capital to prepare for the capture of Rama's body.

Rama's body had been divided into two years ago, half of which was in the hands of Drizzle, and the other half should have fallen into the hands of Zhang Dajing, the richest man in Nanjing.

However, Zhang Dajing, as the richest man, has many bodyguards around him, and it is not easy to get Rama's body from him.

Unless Ye Chen is willing to kill.

The murder of half of Rama's body was not what Ye Chen wanted.

But there is no other way.

Ye Chen remembered clearly that after the plot began, the purple and green double swords of the Kongtong School would fish out Zhang Dajing with a half-fake Rama body.

so……

He was ready to wait patiently, and when the incident happened, he would seize Rama's body in the chaos.

It is still too early for the plot to begin, and in order not to be noticeable, Ye Chen started doing business shortly after he settled down.

In order to keep an eye on the movements of the arena, Ye Chen opened a "drunken fairy" restaurant opposite Cai Auntie's tea stall.

The alcohol content of this era is generally not high, and the high-quality liquor he brewed by distillation is very popular.

In less than a year, he became famous.

On this day, the Zuixianlou was busy for a while, and finally got down to leisure, Ye Chen handed over the business to the treasurer to take care of him, and prepared to go home to practice.

Passing by Aunt Cai's tea stall, I didn't forget to say hello to her.

During the chat between the two, a tall figure came over and asked, "Excuse me, are you Aunt Cai?"

"I am, what do you want me to do?"

"My name is Zeng Jing. I heard that you have a house for rent here?"

Just as when Ye Chen approached Aunt Cai, the almost identical conversation made Ye Chen frowned.

He knew that the great wheel of fate had finally begun to turn.

The arrival of Zeng Jing means that the main storyline of this reincarnation has officially begun.

Ye Chen subconsciously glanced at the package behind Zeng Jing. He knew that Zeng Jing was Drizzle's pseudonym.

But I don't know whether Rama's body is in it.

He thought to himself whether he wanted to shoot immediately.

But after some hesitation, he finally gave up the idea.

Not to mention that he is shooting now, it will only push the plot to a completely unpredictable direction.

And even if Rama's body was snatched, it was only half of it, which was useless at all. Instead, it would make him the target of Blackstone and the assassination target of thousands of Blackstone assassins.

Although Ye Chen is no longer a rookie in the arena, but he doesn't want to be stared at by a group of desperate killers all the time. This is by no means fun.

but……

Although he gave up the idea of ​​shooting, it does not mean that Ye Chen gave up Rama's body: "Wait, wait until the drizzle hides Rama's body in Yunhe Temple."

Drizzle with the pseudonym Zeng Jing stayed in the house next to him.

About half a month later, Zhang Renfeng, whose alias was Jiang Asheng, also moved nearby and started delivering express delivery.

And drizzle.

Then he opened a cloth stall next to Aunt Cai’s tea stall, started a small business, and lived the life of ordinary people.

It was night, the breeze was faint, and it was the beginning of the month, and the moon was faintly shining.

Dressed in black, Ye Chen headed towards Yunhe Temple outside the city through the night.

It has been nearly a month since the drizzle came to the capital, and the half of Rama's body should have been buried by her in the Yunhe Temple outside the city.

And Ye Chen's trip was to steal Rama's body.

As long as this half of Rama's body is started, and then he finds a way to get the half of Zhang Dajing's hand, his second ancillary task will be completed.

As for Rama's magic, it is only incidental.

Although Rama's Divine Art can be regarded as unparalleled in this world, it is not necessarily so important to Ye Chen, who has already derived the good fortune of heaven.

Yunhe Temple is not big.

Compared to Shaolin Temple and Xiangguo Temple, it is a small temple.

And there are not many monks in the temple.

The moon was shrouded in dark clouds, the night was cold, the fog rose, and it looked gloomy everywhere.

Ye Chen came to Tallinn behind the temple and crossed the towers and steles.

Soon, a new grave came into view, and the big characters on it immediately attracted his attention.

"The tomb of Zeng Jing, the girl of the people!"

This is what he is looking for.

According to Ye Chen's knowledge, at this moment, the half of Rama's body in Drizzle's hands should be buried here.

Because he knew this was an empty grave, Ye Chen naturally had no scruples.

At the moment, I saw him suddenly put out his hand, five fingers, pressing on the tombstone in the air.

Only a loud "bang" sound was heard, and the half-human tombstone was pushed alive by a distance of three feet in the void, and was urged by his internal force.

With a "bang", it fell ten feet away!

Ye Chen smiled, his five fingers pressed together, and between his backhands, he suddenly pressed down, a force of horror that had almost condensed into substance, slammed on Zeng Jing's grave.

The mud flew up in a moment, revealing a dark coffin.

Between turning his hands, his arm stretched out, and a palm force poured out, and the coffin lid suddenly flew up in the air and landed on the ground next to it.

Ye Chen glanced away, and immediately saw a package and a scroll hidden in the coffin.

I took the scroll and opened it to see that it was originally a portrait.

Ye Chen recognized that it was the original appearance of Drizzle.

As for the package, if the material is good, it should contain half of Rama's body.

Right now, Ye Chen replaced the package with the fake body he had prepared before, and then raised his hand to take a shot.

Immediately after he waved his hand, his sleeves flicked, and the soil that had been lifted off before was gathered back for his life, and piled up again into a tomb!

"The task is finally half completed!"

Ye Chen sighed in his heart, and between raising his hands, his five fingers turned slightly, and his internal force stirred and surged, and a distance of a metre away, he took Zeng Jing's tombstone back to its original place.

However, just as he was about to leave, suddenly:

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder suddenly appeared in the silent night sky, and the sound waves tumbling, causing ripples in the air, bringing infinite power and directing toward Ye Chen's suppression.

"Um?"

Ye Chen groaned, and said in a deep voice, "Master, aren't you going to come out and see me?"

"Amitabha."

But a faint voice came from the temple: "Donor, there are some things that do not belong to you and cannot be forced, please return!"

"Yes?"

Ye Chen said coldly, "What if I have to force it?"

"Amitabha."

Seeing that Ye Chen was so powerful, the man in the temple finally appeared, but he was an old monk.

Seeing him a few steps, he came to Ye Chen and stopped Ye Chen from going.

"Why don't the donor insist on understanding it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take my punch first!"

Ye Chen made a long roar and made progress with one step. Between raising his hands, he punched through the air and blasted straight out.

Seeing this, the old monk couldn't help but his expression changed drastically.

This punch came fast and fast, and the punch was strong and without waves, and it was still above the many unique methods he knew.

He didn't dare to underestimate him, and quickly raised his breath to meet the attack, which turned out to be Shaolin Temple's powerful vajra palm.

"boom!"

The moment the fists met, the old monk only felt that Ye Chen's skills on the opposite side were profound and unfathomable.

The turbulent fist came violently, and although his strong vajra palm was strong, under the hard work, it would inevitably fall into the wind.

At the moment, he quickly turned his inner strength, and partly led Ye Chen's boxing strength away.

That fist was fierce and violently shook a stone tower in Tallinn to cracks.

The old monk was surprised, still unable to resist the remaining strength, his body trembled, and his feet could not help but step back seven or eight steps, leaving more than ten and a half feet deep on the ground.

"Huh?" Ye Chen saw this and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Master, how good is your technique of unloading your strength!"

The old monk smiled bitterly and said: "The donor's martial arts are unpredictable, enough to dominate the world, why do we need to covet Rama's body any more?"

"I have my own reason. If you want to get back, you can beat me first."

Ye Chen chuckled, and between raising his hands, his five fingers moved slightly together, forming a dragon-claw shape, where the sharp wind broke through the air, roaring like an angry dragon, and hitting the old monk.

Just before the blow, although the old monk retreated, he also despised Ye Chen.

Seeing Ye Chen's attack at this time, he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he hurriedly resisted.

The two fought fiercely, either with fists or palms, or fingers or claws. In an instant, they had already changed more than a dozen stunts, all of which were fierce, fierce and exquisite.

When Ye Chen saw so many secret skills, he couldn't help feeling a little moved, and he couldn't help but slow down, entangled with the old monk.

After thirty or fifty strokes, they made a swift and swift move. With a "bang", the two suddenly fought each other.

The old monk had taken precautions for a long time. When he took over, he used the method of relieving his strength to move Ye Chen's palm strength.

But Ye Chen's skill was too strong, his fists intersected, and his body trembled, and he couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Seeing that the old monk was repelled again, Ye Chen didn't pursue it. He only asked with a smile when the opponent stood firm.

"How about it, Master, are we still fighting?"

"No need."

The old monk said: "The donor is martial arts, and the old monk is not an opponent."

"You are not bad."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I really didn't expect that in the Little Yunhe Temple, there is still a master like you hidden. I don't know the name of the master?"

"The old monk sees idiots."