The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"Guest officer, look, how about this iron gun? It was custom-made by a guest officer a few years ago, but I didn't come to pick it up afterwards, and kept it with me."

The blacksmith came out from inside with an iron gun and pointed it at Zhong Wen.

Zhong Wen looked at the style, and it seemed to be pretty good, but he didn't know if it would work well, so he didn't know if it was in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Wen took it from the blacksmith's hand. After feeling it a few times, he danced a few more shots. It felt okay, so I can only say that it was okay.

"How much copper coins does this iron gun cost?"

Zhong Wen was eager to take revenge, so naturally he couldn't wait to make another iron spear, so he asked the blacksmith.

"Although this iron gun took a lot of time and effort, it has been stored in the store and the price is not expensive. Guest officer, please give me twenty pennies."

After listening to the blacksmith's words, Zhong Wen felt that the blacksmith was a real person. If an iron gun like this was placed in the past few years, the price would definitely be more than [-] guns.

But now, the world is peaceful, and weapons are not easy to sell.

In addition, it was custom-made by others, and most of the deposit was paid. If it is sold now, it can earn a dozen or so dollars at least.

To be honest, it's just that Zhong Wen listened to the blacksmith's words and thought the blacksmith was a real person.

Which one of the people who do business is a real person?It’s not that there aren’t any, it’s just that there are fewer.

If it is real, you will not be able to do this business. The more real it is, the more difficult it is to do business, and even eventually close the store at a loss.

"Okay." Zhong Wen didn't say anything, just a good word, and he decided to buy this iron gun.

Afterwards, Zhong Wen gave the blacksmith three gold pancakes and got back a few copper coins.

Well, gold pancakes were easy to carry at first, but now, they have been exchanged for a lot of copper coins.

Copper coins are really not what Zhong Wen likes, they are very heavy, but this is money, and you can't throw it away, and you don't want to throw it away.

In order to spend these copper coins, Zhong Wen had no choice but to leave the blacksmith shop and walk towards the city.

Afterwards, Zhong Wen found a clothing store, bought some clothes, bought some food, and went out of the city with his luggage on his back.

Zhong Wen went all the way out of the city, so that the passers-by would stay away from him.

Whoever sees a guy with an iron gun in his hand doesn't want to be shot at the other side, right? If you don't avoid it, shouldn't you still bump into it?

However, Zhong Wen basically didn't care about the pedestrians on the road.

He also walked briskly, not looking at passers-by at all.

My own attire is not a Taoist priest, but an ordinary person's attire, so I don't need to pay attention to anything.

If he really wore a Taoist uniform, Zhong Wen would have to pay attention to his behavior at all times. After all, he didn't want to discredit the Taoist school.

The reputation of the Taoist sect belongs to the entire Taoist sect.

Although there are some Taoist sects who have lost the face of the Taoist sect, Li Daoling had already made it clear before Zhong Wen went down the mountain.

Taoist people, what should be paid attention to when walking outside.

In a word, one cannot lose the face of the Taoist sect, the face of one's own teacher, let alone the identity of a Taoist priest.

Otherwise, Taoist sect may not be able to accommodate you.

Furthermore, no matter whether they are honored nobles or ordinary common people, they still respect Taoist people very much.

If Zhong Wen was wearing a Taoist uniform and flirting with good women on the street, not to mention the officials would beat you to death, even ordinary people would be able to put a dung ladle on your forehead.

The truth of this is not clear in a single sentence or two. It can only be said that in the eyes of others, Taoist priests are noble and cannot be desecrated.

After leaving the city gate, Zhong Wen secretly sighed.

This is his third visit to Fangzhou, and he doesn't want to come to Fangzhou for the fourth time.

The first time I came to Fangzhou was to visit teachers and friends at the Jingxin Gate, the second time was to hunt down and return to the day, and this time, it was the third time.

In just one month, I went back and forth to Fangzhou three times.

Zhong Wen began to feel that he was from Fangzhou, and he could know where to buy and what to buy, and where to find guest houses.

Perhaps, this cannot be the basis for Fangzhou people, but Zhong Wen really does not want to come to Fangzhou again.

Fangzhou was already a place Zhong Wen hated at the beginning, and it was a place he didn't want to come to again.

If there were no Xuanzhen faction, Zhong Wen would never hate a city, let alone travel to this city repeatedly.

Zhong Wen went down the mountain this time because he came from traveling, not just wandering around in one place.

Since leaving Fangzhou, Zhong Wen has been sneaking all the way.

Yes, that's right, Zhong Wen had already left the official way, sneaked in the mountains and forests, and headed for the Xuanzhen sect.

After all, he can't go on this trip in a big way. Who knows if there are people from the Xuanzhen sect above the official path?

Zhong Wen's trip is to kill people, or to destroy the family.

During the day, he doesn't want to be the target of being hunted down, let alone be known that he is a murderer.

Only at night can he act like this.

Zhong Wen didn't want to be seen by outsiders, he killed someone.

He didn't want outsiders to know that he was going to the Xuanzhen sect.

And on the official road leading to the Xuanzhen sect, there are pedestrians, although there are not many, but the farmers in the nearby villages will still travel.

The mountains and forests became a good place for Zhong Wen to sneak.

Whether it's forests, thorny thatch, or even alpine rock walls.

For Zhong Wen, these are nothing to worry about.

Holding an iron gun in his hand, and a bundle tied to his back, with the meteoric iron sword tied in the bundle, he leaped all the way to the location of the Xuanzhen sect.

In the afternoon, Zhong Wen came near the Xuanzhen School, only a few miles away.

Although it was still around three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong Wen didn't move any more. Instead, he leaned against a big tree, meditated and rested.

Only when night falls will he act, let alone kill.

But Zhong Wen didn't know.

At this moment, the Xuanzhen sect felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. In every corner of the Taoist temple, there were Taoists everywhere, holding swords and patrolling or stationing.

Xuanzhen sent out a notice that he would no longer receive pilgrims for a while, saying that there was something wrong in the temple.

After all, that little Taoist priest killed more than a dozen Taoists from Xuanzhen Sect yesterday, and they were also worried that in the next few days, that little Taoist priest would kill them again.

Even the old Taoist Qingmu began to live in the hall.

Yu Jing, Yu Su, two old Taoists also prepared their own weapons, and sat on the futons, just waiting for the little Taoist to come to his Xuanzhen sect again.

Perhaps, in their hearts, more or less, they all felt that they could subdue that little Taoist priest.

After all, the old Taoist Qingmu has appeared, if this can't subdue the little Taoist priest, then no one can subdue him anymore.

"Brother, I sent my family away today, and I don't know if the little Taoist Zhong Kui will come today. If he does, we may be the first to die."

In a corner of the Xuanzhen sect, a disciple of Zhizi generation said to his senior brother.

"Junior brother, don't worry, as long as the elder is around, even if the little Taoist priest has three heads and six arms, he probably won't be able to leave."

The senior brother responded firmly.

In fact, in his heart, he was also worried.

He was worried that he would face slaughter and death, but no matter what, he couldn't escape.

His family members can send him away, but he cannot leave. He is a disciple of Xuanzhen Sect, so where can he escape to?

"Brother, hurry up and leave, or you won't be able to leave when it gets dark."

In another corner, the two brothers were arguing.

And these two brothers have only joined the Xuanzhen Sect in recent years, their seniority is low, and their martial arts are even more pitifully low.

If they really fought, the two brothers would probably be cannon fodder.

"Brother, I can't leave. If I leave, I will betray my teacher."

Brother wants brother to go, but brother doesn't want to go.

Such persistence may be right in this era, but if it is placed in Zhong Wen's previous life, it must be a bit pedantic.

In the whole Xuanzhen sect, more or less, there are quite a few Taoists talking in low voices.

They dare not speak in front of a head teacher like Yu Jing, but they can only speak with their peers.

In fact, the entire Xuanzhen Sect, up and down, and every Taoist, knows it clearly.

In the dark night attack a month ago, hundreds of people surrounded and killed one person, and twenty or so fellow disciples were also killed. It was only because of the back arrow of the head teacher that the person was repelled.

But this month has passed, the little Taoist priest who called himself Zhong Kui has already recovered from his injuries, and yesterday he killed more than a dozen fellow disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect.

This is no longer a matter of enmity or enmity, it is a matter of destroying the sect.

They couldn't beat anyone, and even siege couldn't kill them. Some people also hoped that the elder Qingmu of the teacher's sect could defeat the little Taoist priest.

As night fell, whether Zhong Kui would come or not, the entire Xuanzhen Sect was on guard, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

But at this time, Zhong Wen, who was a few miles away, was sitting on the ground and eating.

Whenever there was a fight, Zhong Wen had to eat extravagantly.

Fighting will accelerate physical exertion, and it will not be a good thing if the stomach is not full.

After Zhong Wen finished eating the meals in the bundle, he still sat there to rest.

He didn't take any action. It's a good thing to be full, and he has to rest for a while.

Besides, night fell at this time, so it was not a good time to go now.

He wanted to wait until the sky was darker, and the time was later, until midnight. That would be a good time to kill.

Zhong Wen didn't release his consciousness, because he didn't want to, and it wasn't necessary.

He wanted to wait until he was near the Xuanzhen sect, and then let his divine sense go to the Xuanzhen sect to have a look. At least, there is no need for that right now.

As time went on, the tense atmosphere began to envelope the Xuanzhen Sect and the nearby forests.

At this moment, Zhong Wen, holding an iron gun in his hand, walked step by step towards the Xuanzhen sect. Looking in the darkness, he looked like someone returning from hell.

If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely lose their souls with fright.

However, at this time, no one would be free to run around in the forest. Except for night guests or wandering souls, no one would dare to walk in the forest during this period of time.

But Zhong Wen wants to be excluded, who is he?

How could Zhong Kui, who could eat all the imps in the underworld, care about the darkness of the night.

If Zhong Wen wears another vicious mask, then his image will be more like Zhong Kui, but the current Zhong Kui is much better-looking than that Zhong Kui.

There is no leopard head and ring eyes, no iron face and curly temples, no fierce spirit, and no ferocious face. Instead, there is a handsome face, plus a whole body of righteousness.

"Cuckoo"

A few night cuckoos chirped, making the mountains and forests near the Xuanzhen School even more gloomy.

At this time, Zhong Wen was already standing a hundred meters away from the wall of Xuanzhen Temple, gazing at the group of Xuanzhen Taoist temples in the distance.

Zhong Wen released his consciousness and started to rush out.

In the entire Xuanzhen Temple, he began to patrol.

Zhong Wen's spiritual consciousness is not like the novels he read in his previous life, it is like radar, or like a scanner, scanning piece by piece.

His spiritual consciousness can only be like eyes, it can only look around the spiritual consciousness, and it is relatively troublesome to control.

Although it is possible to wrap a hare and a swimming fish now, it cannot wrap a person.

Moreover, it will consume a lot of Zhong Wen's energy, let alone not multi-target, only single target.

However, Zhong Wen never thought of using this as an assassination method, and it has always been used only as a wayfinding.

When Zhong Wen's spiritual consciousness was almost checked in the Xuanzhen Temple, he basically knew the location of the Taoists in the entire Xuanzhen Temple in his heart.

In every corner, there are many Taoists scattered.

Adding up seven, seven, eight and eight together, there are 70 people at least.

Zhong Wen didn't expect that he had already killed so many Taoists of the Xuanzhen Sect, and there were still about 70 members of the Xuanzhen Sect, which can be called a big sect.

Zhong Wen's consciousness suddenly wrapped around a stone and threw it towards the old Taoist in the hall.