The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"Uncle, have you thought of a way?"

After a long time, Mingxin asked.

Zhong Wen was awakened by Ming Xin's sudden opening.

Just now, Zhong Wen has been immersed in his mind, looking at the classics of Taoism, without thinking about other aspects at all.

Zhong Wen, who was awakened by Ming Xin's words, looked a little embarrassed.

To be honest, Zhong Wen was really embarrassed. After all, if he stole the classics of other people's sect, it would be difficult for anyone to put it on.

But fortunately, Zhong Wen didn't reveal anything at this time, otherwise, Brother Ming Xin should have suspected it long ago.

"I haven't come up with a good solution for the time being. Please remember carefully whether Daoist Li Yu gave you any special things, such as particularly hard things."

Zhong Wen thought that to be able to engrave fonts on this meteorite rock wall, there must be something. As for whether the ancestor of Jingxinmen has been passed down, it is unknown.

"Maybe not."

Ming Xin thought about it for a long time, but didn't think of anything, so she replied.

"Then think about it carefully, carefully, or look for something that can describe the font. If it is not lost, it must still be here."

Zhong Wen didn't know what words to use to describe the hard object, but he still hoped that the two brothers and sisters would look for it, at least, they had to look for it before talking.

"Uncle, before the master was alive, there was no such thing."

"Daoist Li Yu didn't have it when he was alive, maybe he didn't notice it, so think about it again."

"..."

The three of them have been talking about this issue, and although Zhong Wen also wants to know if there is such a thing.

As for what it was, Zhong Wen couldn't guess, but it was definitely something extremely hard.

Of course, Zhong Wen's biggest idea is to distract the two brothers, so that he can give him some time to read through the Taoist classics.

Afterwards, Ming Xin and his brothers began to rummage around inside and outside the house.

But Zhong Wen returned to the outside room and sat on the stone bench.

Although his eyes were on Ming and Xin, he began to read through the Taoism in his brain.

This Taoism is very profound, even though Zhong Wen already knows many Taoisms, he still can't understand this Taoism inherited from Jingxinmen.

Perhaps because of the esoteric reason, or perhaps because of too many words, Zhong Wen has never understood what this Taoism is about.

However, according to Zhong Wen's deduction ability, it is only a matter of time before he understands this Taoism.

As Brother Mingxin rummaged around, time was slowly passing by.

After one or two hours of rummaging, Brother Mingxin and Mingchen still couldn't find what Zhong Wen said, let alone anything hard.

In this regard, Zhong Wen didn't say anything anymore, so he had to think of other ways.

"Uncle, I searched everywhere, but I didn't find anything special. I even searched the kitchen."

Ming Chen approached Zhong Wen who had been sitting quietly, and narrated to Zhong Wen.

"Uncle, do you think that thing has long been lost?"

Ming Xin also came over and said.

"Perhaps, without that thing, it would be impossible to destroy the writing on the meteorite rock wall. If there is really no way to do it, we can only destroy the crypt and collapse it. "

Zhong Wen knew that if he didn't find the thing, he could only collapse the crypt. At least, it could keep it secret.

As for whether anyone will find out, this is beyond his guess.

"Uncle, it's okay to collapse the crypt, but I'm afraid someone will find out."

Mingxin was worried that someone would find out, so he rejected this method in his heart.

But to leave here, either destroy the font on the meteorite rock wall, or collapse the crypt.

But currently the only way is the latter.

There is no good method, and there is no hard object that can engrave characters on the meteorite rock wall, so I have no choice but to do so.

In the evening, Zhong Wen went to a nearby forest, hunted a wild boar, and roasted it for the three of them to share.

Zhong Wen couldn't bear to eat one or two bowls of vegetable porridge for two consecutive days. The hunger in his stomach made him look particularly weak.

He just went hunting a wild boar.

"Uncle, your barbecue skills are very good, and the taste of wild pork is particularly good."

Ming Chen was holding a piece of barbecue, biting it vigorously, and still praised Zhong Wen in his mouth.

Although the ages of the three are quite different, according to the age of Ming Xin and Ming Chen, both of them can be Zhong Wen's father and elder.

But here, age is not important, only seniority.

Fortunately, Zhong Wen got used to listening, so he didn't think there was anything reasonable.

At this time, the five brothers of the Xuanzhen sect who were fighting with Zhong Wen today, dozens of miles away from the Jingxin Gate, have returned to their Taoist temple.

The location of the Xuanzhen School is only a few tens of miles away from the Jingxin Gate.

Moreover, the Taoist temple of the Xuanzhen School is magnificent and has many temples, many pilgrims, and countless fields and hills.

At this moment, the two injured Taoists are receiving medical treatment from their master's doctor.

"How are the injuries of the third brother and the seventh brother?"

When a middle-aged Taoist who helped heal the injured Taoist ended his treatment, a Taoist asked the doctor eagerly.

"It's okay, just apply some wound medicine, and let it take a few days to heal."

The Taoist doctor stroked some beards on his chin, and responded to the Taoist who asked the question. Then, a Taoist who helped him began to apply medicine and bandage the two injured Taoists.

Those two Taoists were injured by Zhong Wen. In fact, the injuries were not that serious, and they couldn't die.

When Zhong Wen struck, he knew it well. If he really wanted to kill someone, it would not be like this. Maybe he would be killed by Zhong Wen on the spot.

After all, there is no such thing as deep hatred, and Zhong Wen is not yet capable of killing people.

Afterwards, the two of them were covered with medicine and bandaged, and the treatment ended, and some Taoists carried them to rest.

"The three of you follow me to see the head teacher."

After the wounds on the two Taoist priests were treated, an elderly Taoist priest came from outside the door and shouted at the other three Taoist priests.

"Yes, uncle."

When the three Taoists saw the person coming, they quickly responded, followed the shouting Taoist and left towards the main hall.

Not long after, the four of them arrived at the entrance of a large hall.

At this time, in this hall, dozens of Taoists were already sitting around, sitting on the futons on both sides of the hall, silently.

In the very center of the main hall, there are three old Taoists sitting.

Her hair and beard are half white, and her face is expressionless. She may be quite old, but compared with Li Daoling, she may be younger.

"Report to the teacher, and the three of Zhi'an will bring them here."

The Taoist who went to shout out just now brought three Taoists into the main hall.

"Zhi'an, Zhibao, Zhiji, the three of you come closer, the head teacher has something to ask."

A Taoist sitting at the head of the futons on both sides spoke, and then the three Taoists walked forward and stood respectfully in the center.

"The teacher is well, the two deacons are well, Zhi'an..."

Zhi'an and the others saluted and greeted the three Taoists.

"Zhi'an, five of you brothers and sisters went to the Jingxin Gate today. Why were Zhikuan and Zhiding injured? Please report the details."

The old Taoist sitting in the center began to ask questions after seeing the three Taoists approaching.

And the old Taoist who asked the question was Yu Jing, the head teacher of Xuanzhen Sect.

Sitting on both sides of him are his two juniors, Yu Jie and Yu Su.

Although the three of them are old, their seniority is not the highest in the Xuanzhen sect.

In addition to Yu Zi's generation, Xuanzhen Sect also has a person of the highest generation.And this Taoist of the highest generation has lived in the back mountain of Xuanzhen Sect for a long time and rarely appears.According to rumors, it is a master who has attained the Tao, named Daoist Qingmu.

However, this Daoist Qingmu has never cared about the affairs of the Xuanzhen Sect, he has been living in the back mountain of the Xuanzhen Sect for many years, and he is already over a hundred years old.

As for the Taoists of the Yu generation, besides the three Yu Jing, there are also two Taoists who are not in the audience.And further down, there is the high-character generation, then the Zhi-character generation, the ordinary-character generation, and finally the loose-character generation.

Today's Xuanzhen sect, although there are Taoist priests of all ranks and generations, but the number of ordinary people is also relatively large, with about thirty people.

And the three Zhi'an standing in the hall belonged to the Zhi generation, and there were no more or no less, exactly 30 people.

Of course, the youngest Songzi generation has the largest number of people, but they are all disciples who have just joined the Xuanzhen Sect and belong to the descendants of the Xuanzhen Sect.

As for seniors, there are only 12 people.

It is passed on from generation to generation, and one person teaches one or more people. This is why there are so many Taoists in Xuanzhen Sect.

In addition to people, there are fields and hills, and even pilgrims, who want money and money, and people who want people.

Of course, these are only Taoists who live in Xuanzhen Temple, not Taoists who traveled down the mountain from Liguan, nor Taoists who served in the army.

"Headmaster, my five brothers and I wanted to go to the Jingxin Gate today, but when we arrived at the Jingxin Gate, we met a young Taoist priest who had no family or sect. His name was Zhong Kui, and his sword skills were strange. Just hurt the third brother and the seventh junior brother, that little Taoist..."

The Taoist named Zhi'an began to report to their head teacher what happened to them today, and also truthfully told the situation of the injured two Taoists.

"Zhi An, is what you said true? Zhi Kuan and Zhi Ding were hurt by a single sword? How strange is the sword technique, let me tell you in detail."

Headmaster Na Yujing frowned after hearing Na Zhian's words.

According to his estimate, although Zhi Kuan and Zhi Ding's kung fu is mediocre in front of him, they can be regarded as masters in the world.

However, he didn't expect that in front of a young Taoist priest, he was no match for a single move. After thinking about it, the little Taoist priest's swordsmanship was too weird, which caused his two disciples and grandchildren to be injured.

As for what's so weird, although he didn't know it in his heart, he thought it must be a profound swordsmanship. He suddenly felt in his heart that such a good swordsmanship, if...

"Headmaster, at that time the little Taoist stabbed at the third senior brother with a sword, but the third senior brother blocked it, and then..."

The Taoist named Zhi'an began to describe it to Yu Jing.

At the same time, Zhi'an also made a few gestures, so that the Taoists in the hall can be more intuitive.

But after Zhi'an gestured a few times, all the Taoists present finally realized how tricky and weird the swordsmanship of the little Taoist that Zhi'an was talking about was.

People with superb swordsmanship naturally know the power of this swordsmanship.

People with mediocre swordsmanship, after following Zhian's dictation and gestures, basically think that this kind of swordsmanship is just good swordsmanship, because they are limited by their own talents and martial arts methods, they can't see how powerful it is ,

Following Zhi'an's dictation and gestures, Na Yujing, the head teacher, finally understood why his two disciples and grandchildren were injured by such a sword technique.

"Third Junior Brother, you should go there tomorrow."

Yu Jing pondered for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and said to the old Taoist sitting on his right.

"Yes."

The old Taoist didn't delay, and responded to Yu Jing.

That old Taoist is Yu Jing's third junior brother, named Yu Jie, who is also a deacon of Xuanzhen Sect, to put it bluntly, he is a Dharma protector.

As for this Yujie, he is usually a man of few words. Apart from chanting sutras and practicing Taoism, his biggest hobby is studying and practicing swordsmanship.

At least, in terms of swordsmanship, no one is invincible except Daoist Aoki who is the most senior of the Xuanzhen Sect, even the head teacher Yu Jing is invincible.

That's why Yu Jing told him to let him go.

As for Yu Jing, the head teacher of the Xuanzhen Sect, why did he send the person with the highest swordsmanship of the Xuanzhen Sect to deal with such trivial matters of the sect? In fact, he, Yu Jing, also has his own ideas.

After discussing the matter, the main hall started the daily homework of chanting sutras, and other Taoists basically joined in shortly after the incident.

Morning and evening classes are something every Taoist must do, no matter how busy he is, he will never miss this procedure.

Of course, Zhong Wen, a lazy bastard, had to be excluded here.

Zhong Wen didn't like to chant scriptures every morning and evening. After all, although he had done morning and evening classes in Longquan Temple these years, it was not often.

Zhong Wen was just lazy, but he was away from home and traveled around, so he basically avoided this procedure.

However, as long as Zhong Wen's order is in any Taoist temple, he must follow the Taoist priests in the temple for morning and evening lessons.You can't stop doing this because you are lazy, Zhong Wen. If this were the case, you would have been kicked out by the Taoists in the temple long ago.

Just like that, Zhong Wen was doing evening class with fellow Ming Xin and Ming Chen.

On the morning of the second day, Zhong Wen was fine.