The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

When Zhong Wen heard the call, he knew immediately that the person calling the door was Li Gaoyuan's great-grandson Li Wenjie.

Speaking of which, Li Wenjie was quite curious about Zhong Wen, the priest.

After Zhong Wen came to Li's Mansion yesterday, his little thoughts began to turn away, and from time to time he glanced at the sword hilt in the bundle on Zhong Wen's body.

Although the little guy is young, he is at the age of learning literature, and also at the age of being active and curious.

No one in the Li family practiced martial arts, let alone saw a sword.

Except for occasionally seeing some jugglers and occasionally doing a few swords, he has rarely come into contact with them.

"Wenjie, why did you wake up so early?"

Zhong Wen got up, opened the door, and saw the little boy standing by the door, nervous, and didn't know what was going on.

"Daozhang, can you dance a sword? I saw you carrying a sword yesterday."

Li Wenjie raised his small head, looked at Zhong Wen who was out of the room, and asked in a low voice.

"Of course I will, otherwise, what would I do with the sword on my back?"

Zhong Wen looked at this little boy and knew it in his heart, probably this little boy was curious about his sword, so he came here early in the morning to find out.

"Daozhang, can you dance for me? I haven't seen anyone dance sword yet."

Zhong Wen heard the little kid's request, and he didn't know whether to agree or not.

Sword dancing in the morning is of course the best. Firstly, it can exercise the body, and secondly, it can also improve swordsmanship. However, sword dancing in Li's mansion is not a bit anti-customer.

"Hello Taoist, Wen Jie, why did you come here to disturb Taoist, go back with mother."

A woman came trotting not far away, and when she saw Zhong Wen, she bowed, saluted, and hurried away with the little boy.

This woman is Li Wenjie's mother, and at the same time, Li Zhengxiang's concubine.

The main wife has never given birth to a baby, but this concubine brought incense to his Li family, and his status, of course, has risen with the tide.

In this era, it is too normal for a mother to be more expensive than a child, let alone some big families, and even some small families who can afford concubines are basically the same.

Incense, or incense, everything is based on incense.

Zhong Wen watched the mother and son leave, and then went to wash up.

After washing up, seeing that the men in Li's mansion seemed to have not gotten up yet, Zhong Wen left Li's mansion and was going to buy some presents for that little brat.

Regarding the matter of not bringing a gift yesterday, Zhong Wen was still a little embarrassed.

So, I had to make up for it today.

After leaving the Li Mansion, Zhong Wen walked towards the main street.

At this time, there were already many pedestrians on Yunxiang Street, and there were even many shopkeepers.

Zhong Wen walked slowly, and all the people who passed by him hurriedly saluted Zhong Wen and said: "Hello, Daoist."

Zhong Wen also responded accordingly.

However, when Zhong Wen saw a lot of old people, he found that these old people were more or less gloomy.

Only then did he become convinced in his heart that his own eyes could really see the dead energy in other people.

Although Zhong Wen didn't know why, after watching him all the way, he finally knew what his eyes were seeing.

That's right, these dark auras are dead auras.

The older the person, the heavier and heavier the gloom on their body.

"It seems that my eyes can judge life and death."

Zhong Wen saw many passers-by, and confirmed the efficacy of the special pearls in his eyes.

This is like the judge in the palace of the King of Hades, who can determine life and death. Although Zhong Wen cannot determine the life and death of others, he can judge life and death, Yin and Yang.

Although the words are clear, the meaning in them makes Zhong Wen not very clear.

At least, at the moment, he doesn't know how to induce this effect. Perhaps, after some time, his eyes will return to normal.

However, this requires Zhong Wen to explore, discover, and develop. Whether he can maintain it for a long time, or urge it when necessary, depends on Zhong Wen's research.

There is no one to teach, even Li Daoling doesn't know, there is no one who wants to ask for advice, everything depends on Zhong Wen himself.

Zhong Wen didn't pay attention to these various passers-by after that. The purpose of his trip was to buy gifts, not to see the gloomy aura in others.

Fortunately, at this time, many shops have opened their doors, preparing for today's business.

Zhong Wen then chose a shop and walked in.

This shop only sells some groceries. Of course, there are still a lot of small handmade toys.

In fact, children, of course, are mainly toys.

It's just that the toys of this era seem to be basically made of wood or bamboo, and there are only a few styles.

Such as balls, bamboo dogs and so on.

Zhong Wen was impatient, seeing the things in this shop, he could only shake his head, turn and leave.

Judging from the performance of that little kid this morning, it seems that he likes to dance swords.

Afterwards, Zhong Wen stopped buying any gifts, and turned back to Li's residence.

After returning to Li's mansion, Zhong Wen asked the servants for a stick, took his own knife, and began to make a wooden sword.

The degree of care is reflected in Zhong Wen's body at this time.

Things for children to play with must be beautiful and durable.

As for whether the little brat likes it or not, Zhong Wen doesn't care anymore.

If you really don't like it, there's nothing you can do about it.

Besides, the wooden sword made by Zhong Wen still needs to be carved with some talismans.

First, it can be used to avoid disasters, and second, it can also be used as a plaything for that little kid.

After half an hour, a wooden sword was made by Zhong Wen.

At this time, the men in Li's mansion basically got up, and even Li Zhengxiang also came to the place where Zhong Wen was, and watched the wooden sword made by Zhong Wen.

"Master Dao is very skilled."

When Zhong Wen finished making the wooden sword, Li Zhengxiang praised Zhong Wen.

"Little Layman praised it. This wooden sword has not been completed yet, and there are still some follow-up things that have not been completed. After I finish it, it can be used by Wenjie."

After Zhong Wen responded, he continued to make the wooden sword in his hand.

But at this time, the Xuanzhen Sect, hundreds of miles away, ushered in two big figures.

"Master uncle, master uncle,..."

All the disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect stood outside, welcoming these two great figures.

These two big figures are Yu Ku and Yu Ruo, the only surviving senior members of the Xuanzhen School.

However, these two people did not practice in Xuanzhen Temple.

Qingsong, the younger brother of Qingmu, studied under Qingsong, and these two people, a man and a woman, both studied under Qingsong.

However, Qingsong, Qingmu's younger brother, had passed away ten years ago, when he was alive, he accepted two disciples, a man and a woman.

When Yu Ku and Yu Ruo received the news from Xuanzhen Sect, they rushed over from eight hundred miles away overnight, and finally arrived at Xuanzhen Sect early this morning.

Although the two of them had already left the Xuanzhen School, it was nothing more than that they learned the art from the Xuanzhen School, and the master was still buried here.

Yu Ku and Yu Ruo are cousins.

When he was young, he was accepted by Qingsong and learned Qingsong's skills, and then he went down the mountain and went home.

Moreover, the two of Yu Ku and Yu Ruo have a noble family background, so it is impossible for them to practice in this Xuanzhen sect all year round.Besides, when you get older, you have to go home and get married or something.

This pair of senior brothers and sisters, after going down the mountain, really went home and got married. However, the target of this marriage has not changed, it is still this pair of cousins.

Yuku Yuruo is a brother and sister, originally surnamed Zhang, from Guangzhou.

The Zhang family is in Gwangju, so it can be said that it is indescribable. The entire Zhang family, in Gwangju, is visited by the Zhang family whenever an official of the state government takes office.

If you don't give Zu Zhang's family some face, then this official will have to do his best.

What's more, Zhang's family also has incredible energy in the court, ranging from some nobles to some officials of the sixth and seventh ranks.

There are quite a few relatives of the Zhang family in the army, and that's everywhere.

"Everyone go in and talk about it in detail."

Yu Ku waved his big hand, calling all the Taoists to rush into the Xuanzhen Temple.

A group of people, after entering the Xuanzhen Temple, went to the main hall to express their condolences.

Zhong Wen didn't know anything about Xuanzhen Sect, even if he knew, so what?kill back?Is there really going to be an extermination?

It is impossible to think about Zhong Wen.

What's more, the information he gave has no background and no sect, and there is only one name Zhong Kui, and no one can know it.

At this moment, Zhong Wen was engraving some spells on the wooden sword with all his heart. Even some scriptures, Zhong Wen carved on the sword body.

It was already past breakfast.

Even when Li Gaoyuan wanted to come over to invite Zhong Wen to have breakfast, he couldn't bear to disturb him.

He heard his grandson say that Zhong Wen made a wooden sword for his great-grandson, and he was thinking about some trivial things at first.

But when he came over and saw Zhong Wen portraying the runes, he was pleasantly surprised.

For him, this is a magic weapon.

Although he had a very good personal relationship with Li Daoling, Li Daoling never gave him any magic weapon.

As for the magical artifacts in his home, they were either bought back with money, or they were obtained from temples, so a lot of money must have been spent.

But now, my good friend's disciple came to visit, and I wanted to entertain him well, and then ask Zhong Wen to pray for his family or something.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Wen made and depicted a magic weapon for his great-grandson to avoid disasters.

If you don't like it, it's impossible.

Magical artifacts, in this day and age, are not so easy to find.

Ordinary people have no chance to see it, let alone get it.

If you don't have a certain friendship or a certain background, you don't even have to think about it.

It wasn't until noon that the wooden sword in Zhong Wen's hand was only half completed.

"Everyone, why are you here?"

When Zhong Wen raised his head, he found that there were many people nearby, even Li Gaoyuan among them.

"The Nine-headed Daoist has worked hard."

Li Gaoyuan was happy and said to Zhong Wen.

"It's nothing. When I came to the door yesterday, I didn't bring any gifts, so I had to make a wooden sword myself, so that Wenjie can play with it."

Zhong Wen didn't think too much about it, he just made a wooden sword for that little kid to play with. As for the magic weapon, Zhong Wen didn't take it to heart.

In the eyes of others, it is a magic weapon, but in my own hands, it is just a wooden sword.But seeing the look in Li Gaoyuan's eyes, he knew it in his heart.

Although the wooden sword has been made now, chanting is the most important thing.

"It's been a long journey."

The surrounding people saluted Zhong Wen to express their gratitude.

Among them, there is the little kid, and his mother, and of course, not just other women.

"Li Jushi, temporarily borrow the yard here from your mansion, and some utensils. I have to give blessings to this wooden sword."

Zhong Wen understood in his heart what the hard work these people meant, and then he said to Li Gaoyuan.

"Let the Nine-headed Daoist give orders."

Li Gaoyuan was even more excited after hearing this.

Afterwards, the servants listened to Zhong Wen's order and began to bring in some incense burners and other things. If they didn't have any, they ran out to buy them.

The formation of the ritual vessel is complex and requires a specific time, a specific day, and a specific environment.