Rong Ji entered the holographic game "Travel to Yanzhou" that he was playing.
As the peerless swordsman number one in the rankings, everyone knows the name "Gui Chen". He won thirty games in a row in the arena, and the heads chopped off by the sword filled the whole room. Not only that, Rong Ji also monopolized the first kill record in each copy, whether it was the crazy sword blood demon, the sword pavilion wizard, or the thousand-year-old rotten corpse crawling out of the coffin board... Rong Ji killed until the end, and was regarded as a guest that could not be messed with by the martial arts.
After traveling through time, Rong Ji was blinded by the strong wind.
Everyone looked at the sword god in white standing proudly on the top of the cliff and couldn't help but stand in awe: he must be enlightening. Even if a genius is like this, mortals should work harder.
Rong Ji: I'm just trying to increase my fashion points, so don't watch around!
There were so many knight-errants who worshiped the sword god after his death that Rong Ji was unbearably annoyed. After he cut the trumpet, a large number of people who were injured in fights came to see him for treatment, just because he was the doctor who was rumored to be able to rejuvenate himself - Ming Xi.
For Rong Ji, he just collected medicinal herbs, picked spiritual plants, and hung the refined heaven-level elixirs in the Jubao Pavilion for sale, and he was awarded the title of Holy Hand of Medicine. Unexpectedly, after eating poisonous weeds by mistake, Rong Ji's trumpet became a mortal with no power. It doesn't matter, just level up again.
Rong Ji lived a leisurely retirement life until one day the game system found him and said that as long as he completed 999 killing orders, he could be sent back to his original world.
"Kill 999 people?" Rong Ji smiled slightly, "Easy."
Reading Guide
*The main character is a martial arts master in the larger version and a quack doctor in the smaller version. When the plot requires, he will use his original account to open Wushuang.
*From the best in the world to a mortal and then to the best in the world
Intention: Why doesn't the bright moon shine on me?
