The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"The little girl of the Zhong family is well. We are leaving. If your brother comes back, please thank your brother for us."

Brother Mingxin, during these days at Longquan Guan, he has also known the situation of Zhong Wen's family, and of course, he also got to know the little girl in front of him.

A few days ago, the two of them came down to Zhong Mugen's house, chattered for a while, and said they came to thank Zhong Wen or something.

"Aren't the two priests staying in the temple for a long time? Are you leaving? Then you should pay attention to safety along the way."

Xiaohua looked at the two Taoist priests in front of her, and knew in her heart that these were two Taoist priests her brother knew, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Of course, this is what Xiao Hua thinks in her heart. After all, when Ming Xin and Ming Chen came to the house last time, she also heard something. Although what she said was a little vague, she also knew something about her brother.

In Xiaohua's eyes, besides Li Daoling, the Taoist should belong to her elder brother who is the most powerful, most imposing, and even more powerful.

As for the two Taoists in front of her, she felt that they were not as powerful as her brother. After all, she had been to the temple a few days ago to ask Li Daoling for advice. She saw Mingxin and Mingchen practicing martial arts. It seems that he is not as majestic and imposing as his brother.

Of course, Xiaohua's thoughts are probably only known to her, and it is impossible for others to know.

"Yes, the two of us are leaving, take care."

Ming Xin also bowed to Xiao Hua, and then, with Ming Chen, walked up the path.

During this trip, although they came here to find out the way or something, their original intention was to come to thank Zhong Wen, but now, the righteous master has not met, so they have to leave with regret.

Xiao Hua stood by the side of the road in front of her house, looking at the two Taoists who left, she began to miss her brother again.

"Hmph, I don't know where brother has gone. I haven't come back for a long time. The little brother in Aniang's belly is about to be born."

Xiaohua said that she was blaming her brother for not coming back for nearly a year, but judging from what she meant, it was obviously not to blame, but to worry about it.

"Xiao Hua, is your brother back?"

At this moment, Xiu came out of the house, and happened to hear Xiao Hua's nagging, and she was quite excited, so she opened her mouth and asked.

"Aniang, brother didn't come back."

Xiaohua turned her head to look at her mother, and then went to support her carefully, fearing that her mother might fall.

"I heard you talking just now, and thought your brother came back."

With a big belly, Xiu patted her daughter's head, and looked in the direction of Xiaolu. There was a sense of expectation in her eyes, looking forward to her son's return.

As a mother, there is no one who does not miss her own children, not to mention, her son has been away from home for nearly a year.

But now, he still doesn't see his son, and he misses and misses him in his heart.

"Aniang, go back to the house and rest quickly, the weather is getting colder, don't freeze."

Xiaohua supported her mother, and went into the house, she really started nagging.

"Okay, Auntie listens to you, you are the one who has more things to do."

Listening to her daughter's words, Xiu felt very warm, and felt that having such a well-behaved daughter was a blessing she cultivated in her previous life.

Of course, she also thinks that having Zhong Wen as her son is also a blessing from her previous life, but this blessing now has become an existence that she cares about and worries about.

It is said that Zhong Wen at this time was chatting with Daoist Zhang Chong.

And these two people, one old and one young, what they were talking about was not about Daoism or common sense, but about Li Daoling's skills.

Daoist Zhang Chong, after today's morning class, he called Zhong Wen over and chatted with him about the things he remembered yesterday, hoping to learn from Zhong Wen about Li Daoling's skills in recent years.

Daoist Zhang Chong, although he is old, his body is surprisingly good. Even Zhong Wen at this time admires him so much. long.

Moreover, Zhong Wen also heard from the Taoist who welcomed him into the meditation yesterday that Taoist Zhang Chong traveled far away to return to the meditation yesterday. This is something that a person who is about eighty years old can do. The person in front of him Daoist Zhang Chong is just a young man.

People at such an advanced age don't meditate in meditation, but run around, aren't they afraid of physical problems?Aren't you afraid of dying on the way?

However, after Zhong Wen thought about it, he felt that it was normal.

Just like my master used to be like this, people who are over 70 years old and still go to fight with others, this is no longer a normal old man, he is a tall man, a tall man.

Chapter 2

"Jiu Shou, your master has a lame leg? Is it because you injured your leg after going out to fight with people in the early years?"

During the chat between Daoist Zhang Chong and Zhong Wen, he was a little surprised when he learned that Li Daoling had a limped leg.

"Back to Daoist Zhang, yes, that year I just entered Longquan Temple, and the old master was besieged by people, making one of his legs useless since then."

Zhong Wen reported back to Daoist Zhang Chong.

"Hey, it seems that the old guy is not good anymore. When I have time, I will go to your Longquan Temple for a walk, so we can get together."

After hearing Zhong Wen's words, Taoist Zhang Chong felt a little lonely in his heart.

The age is getting older, and the grave is not far away. Hearing that my old friend has a limping leg, I feel sad.

Zhong Wen looked at Daoist Zhang Chong in front of him, and didn't know whether to comfort him or explain something. In the end, Zhong Wen could only sit quietly.

One old and one young just sat there quietly without saying a word for a long time.

"By the way, Jiushou, you have only been in Longquan temple for a few years, how well have you learned this forensic medicine? It's only been a few years, so you haven't learned much after all!"

After a long time, Zhang Chong suddenly changed the subject and asked about Zhong Wen.

"Back to Daoist Zhang, I'm not good at learning, I haven't learned many things, half a bucket of water is not enough to describe myself."

Zhong Wen responded truthfully to Zhang Chong, with a trace of unnaturalness on his face.

After all, I really can't learn this kind of forensic medicine, and it can be said that I don't even have half a bucket of water.

If you really want to talk about it, Zhong Wen's Taoism is relatively better, but this is only limited to Zhong Wen's own opinion.

"Well, yes, in a few years, where can I learn anything, and your master is the same, why let you go down the mountain? Can't you teach more time?"

Zhang Chong felt displeased, and felt a little too laissez-faire about Li Daoling teaching his disciples.

However, he also knew that Zhong Wen told him yesterday that Zhong Wen came to Chang'an this time to change the degree, so he needed to go to Chang'an himself, otherwise, he really couldn't change it.

However, this is not impossible.

For example, Li Daoling's status is so high, can't he just let it go?

That's definitely possible, it's something people do, so it's naturally possible, and it doesn't require a face-to-face or something.

"Daozhang Zhang, the master hopes that I can experience some experience in this river and lake. When I come to Chang'an to change my degree, I can also gain more knowledge."

Zhong Wen quickly defended himself, lest Daoist Zhang have any bad thoughts about his master.

"Well, yes, yes, come here."

Daoist Zhang Chong nodded, understanding in his heart, and then shouted twice outside the house.

After a while, soft footsteps came from outside the house.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

A middle-aged Taoist entered the room, respectfully saluted Taoist Zhang Chong and asked.

"Exactly, this is your nine-song junior brother. You have met him before. He is the disciple of Li Daoling and Li Zhenren. You two senior brothers will have more exchanges in the future."

Taoist Zhang Chong introduced Zhong Wen to the middle-aged Taoist.

"It's true that senior brother is well, and the nine poems are polite."

Zhong Wen heard Taoist Zhang Chong introducing himself to the middle-aged Taoist, got up quickly, and saluted the middle-aged Taoist named Zhengran.

"Junior brother Jiushou is well. I wanted to ask the master yesterday. It turns out that you are Li Zhenren's disciple. From now on, you and I need to move around a lot."

The middle-aged Taoist was right, and hurriedly returned the salute to Zhong Wen.

"Of course, you take your Jiu-shou junior brother around for a while, and go to the training ground for a while, the two of you try your fists, feet and swordsmanship."

Daoist Zhang Chong called his disciple Zhengran, the original intention was to test Li Daoling's disciples, to judge whether the disciples taught by Li Daoling were better than his own disciples.

Of course, his idea is still a bit competitive.

Having fought against Li Daoling for so many years, I naturally hope that the disciples I teach will be better than Li Daoling's disciples.

He also knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to fight Li Daoling again, after all, Li Daoling had a limp in his leg, so he guessed in his heart that Li Daoling was no longer his opponent.

Only then did he want to suppress Li Daoling through the disciples' fighting.

"Yes, master, I will take Jiushou Junior Brother around to have a look, so that Jiushou Junior Brother can understand the inheritance of my Yiyang Temple."

After saluting to Daoist Zhang Chong, Zhengran took Zhong Wen away and started wandering around Yiyang Temple, introducing the historical heritage of Yiyang Temple.

"Old guy, it seems that your disciple is not very good. You and I have been fighting for so many years, and now, I can finally overwhelm me, hahahaha."

After Zhengran left with Zhong Wen, Zhang Chong in the house was very happy at this moment.

However, amidst his joy, there was a trace of unhappiness.

After hearing some of Zhong Wen's words, his mood was not as good as yesterday.

My old friend has a lame leg, and it is estimated that we will not see each other very many times in the future, maybe one day, he will have to be buried in the ground.

"Junior Jiushou, I am the eldest disciple of the master. The old man, the master, has a few disciples besides me. However, they are not in the temple for the time being. Junior brother Zhengfeng is currently working in Chang'an Jinwuwei. Junior Brother Zhenglin is wandering outside, Junior Brother Zhengyun is in mourning at home."

Zhengran took Zhong Wen to walk around this Yangguan, while introducing Yiyangguan, while talking about the disciples taught by Zhang Chong.

"Zhang Daoist is very capable. My master is currently the only disciple of me. The number of people is small. Even my Longquan Temple has only a few people, unlike Yiyang Temple, which has a large number of people."

Zhong Wen listened to Zhengran's words, and felt that Zhengran was quite capable.

Being able to serve in the Chang'an Jinwu Guard is no small status, after all, skills and knowledge can definitely make Zhengfeng a certain position.

"Although my Yiyang Temple is not big, it has been passed down for hundreds of years in Lantian County, and there are not too many and not too few people. In total, there are more than 50 people, but , there are not so many in view at the moment.”

Zhengran started to introduce Yiyang Temple again.

Although Zhong Wen didn't see many Taoists yesterday, there were about twenty of them.

But today, after hearing Zhengran's words, I also understood in my heart. It is estimated that other people have either traveled to experience, or went to work somewhere, or did something else.

Taoists, each doing his own way, does not necessarily practice in this view. After all, he eats the food of the imperial court, so naturally, he must participate in the affairs of the imperial court.

It is understandable to serve in the army, or to serve in some other places.

Unlike Longquan Temple, there are not many people, and if you want to work, you have to have talents. What's more, Li Daoling's idea is to try to hide from the world as much as possible.

It is estimated that there are not many people who can know the location of Longquan Temple. Moreover, although Li Daoling's identity is registered in Zongzheng Temple, Li Daoling's identity information is recorded there, but it is not archived, but stored elsewhere.

"Junior Brother Jiushou, here is the training ground. The master will come to test your Taoism and martial arts in a while, so you have to deal with it well."

After a long time, Zhengran brought Zhong Wen to an open space, not too big or small, the size of a basketball court.

On one side of the field, there is a weapon rack, on which are hung, leaned against, or inserted with some weapons, including swords, guns, halberds, horses and lances.

Although there are no [-] kinds of weapons, but there are basically common ones everywhere, and long swords are also the most common weapons.

"Brother Zhengran, Daoist Zhang wants to test my Taoism and martial arts? Is this appropriate? I have only learned Taoism for a few years, so I dare not make a fool of myself."

It's not that Zhong Wendao is not confident in his own skills, but he just feels that the test came so suddenly. This is a test by the elders against the younger ones, and he can't refuse.

"It's nothing, the master won't make a move. I guess I will fight with you in a while. Brother Jiushou, don't be nervous, I will keep my hand."

Looking at Zhong Wen in front of him, Zheng Ran seemed a little unnatural, and then comforted him.

"Well, I'm afraid that my Taoism and martial arts won't catch Daoist Zhang's eyes and make you laugh."

Zhong Wen knew in his heart that this Daoist Zhang probably wanted to suppress his master by becoming similar. After all, the two had fought so much, and the outcome was not decided.

He could hear a little of the meaning of the words from the chat with Daoist Zhang, and Zhong Wen was not a fool, so he could know it just by thinking about it.

"Jiu Shou, of course, you two go choose a weapon and give it a try."

Not long after, Daoist Zhang Chong came to the training ground.

He was not the only one who came to the training ground, but all the Taoists in the entire Yiyang Temple.

Zhong Wen looked at the current situation, not knowing what to say.

It's just a comparison, is it necessary to engage in such a big battle?Could it be that when you Daoist Zhang Chong and my master fought back then, was there such a big battle?

Although Zhong Wen didn't know what was going on in the past, but the current situation always felt like it was a bit too much.

As a junior myself, visiting friends for my teacher, I came here with friendship, but also with the concern of my master, and it would be bad for anyone to lose face.

But now, Daoist Zhang Chong seems to want to lose face of Li Daoling, and wants everyone to witness that his disciples are stronger than Li Daoling's disciples.

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Daoist Zhang."

Zheng Ran and Zhong Wen had no choice but to act according to their words, went to the weapon rack, and prepared to choose their favorite weapon.