When the Sword Is Drawn in Xiangyang, It Cuts Down the Mongol Yuan

[Martial Arts · Xuanhuan · Historical Fantasy · Time Travel]

My name is Dong Tian, and I time-traveled in soul to the Southern Song Dynasty, where I started out on the verge of death.

Fortunately, I met the disciple and master pair from Mount Hua just as they had come down the mountain.

This was Master Jueyuan's first time using internal energy to save someone, and in his confusion he actually helped me open up all my meridians!

That kindly old master wanted to take me back to Shaolin Temple.

He also said: 'With a name like yours, based on heaven, it's too grand. This humble monk will change it for you. Hmm, my little disciple is called Zhang Junbao, so you might as well be called Dong Tianbao.'

Dong Tianbao?

I blinked and thought: does that mean I have to learn the Brahma Palm?

Before I could figure it out, a young girl came to challenge the mountain gate. Her surname was Guo, and her name was Xiang...