The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"It's scary. With such understanding, it's no wonder Li Daoling chose him as his disciple."

At this moment, Zhang Chong was also exhausted and frightened.

Frightened by Zhong Wen's talent and comprehension, he can realize a new set of sword skills in a fight, and he is still immersed in it at this time.

"The sky is merciless, the earth is merciless, frozen for thousands of miles, and melted."

At this time, besides swordsmanship, Zhong Wen's mind is more about what he has seen and heard along the way.

I always feel that this world is heartless and ungrateful, and my heart is sad.

But he is sympathetic to the peasants and common people in this world, and with the word 'hua', he wants to end the ruthlessness of this world, which also represents the vision in his heart.

"flutter"

But when Zhong Wen's sword came out.

Within a radius of ten feet, it seemed to be frozen rapidly, and as the word 'melt' came out of his mouth, the temperature seemed to rise rapidly again.

A sword slashed at Zhang Chong, directly hitting Zhang Chong's left chest shoulder, and a deep wound was exposed on Zhang Chong's body.

"Master, Guanzhu."

"Nine poems, stop, stop."

The Taoists not far away, seeing Zhong Wen injured Zhang Chong with a sword, shouted loudly, and even more Taoists urged Zhong Wen to stop.

"Don't make a sound, Jiushou is enlightening, help me leave."

Only then did Zhang Chong understand Zhong Wen's state. Although he was injured by Zhong Wen and fell to the ground, he also understood in his heart that this was an epiphany, and not everyone can encounter it.

Now, the disciple of his good friend realized a new sword technique while he was fighting, and then fell into a sudden enlightenment. epiphany.

At this moment, in Zhong Wen's ears, there was no sound at all, some were just the sword technique, some were just the method of inner qi movement, and some were what he saw and heard along the way.

Although the fight stopped, after hitting Zhong Wen with the sword, he stopped and stood in the middle of the field, holding the sword quietly.

The snowflakes in the sky began to grow bigger and fell to the ground, but disappeared in a flash.

But around Zhong Wen, the snowflakes that fell from the sky, like a miracle, did not melt or melt, and began to pile up gradually.

Chapter 2: Ice Sword Art?

Zhang rushed to them, stood not far away, and waited quietly.

Even the wound on his body has already been covered with medicine and bandaged.

But at this time, Zhong Wen was standing in the center of the field in a daze, with his eyes slightly closed, his mind immersed in that new sword technique.

There is no joy or sorrow, no love but also love.

As time progressed, the snowflakes falling from the sky became bigger and bigger, and the ground began to be covered with snow.

At this time, the area where Zhong Wen was located had already accumulated a lot of snowflakes.

If, if Zhang Chong and the others had bad intentions for him, Zhong Wen would probably die by the sword at this time. Fortunately, Zhang Chong and the others did not have such thoughts.

After all, the relationship between Zhang Chong and Li Daoling is there.

"Master, does it matter if you are injured, or else, you can go back to the house and rest, it will be good if we are here to protect you."

Zhengzheng was worried about his master, afraid that his master's injuries would aggravate in such a snowy day.

"I'm fine, wait a little longer and see if Jiushou will wake up."

At this moment, apart from surprise, Zhang Chong felt envious and helpless.

He never thought that Li Daoling's disciples would have such talent and understanding.

In a fight, one can realize a new sword technique, and can also realize it suddenly. What kind of talent and understanding is this?

Even the five disciples he accepted never had an epiphany, which was the grief of his life.

As far as he himself is concerned, although he had an epiphany, it was only when he was young that he had the opportunity to have such an epiphany.

But no matter how he taught his disciples, none of his five disciples had an epiphany.

Although one of the five disciples has passed away, leaving four disciples, it is impossible for these four disciples to surpass himself, let alone achieve epiphany.

Time, from morning to noon.

Zhong Wen was still standing there, immersed in his mind, calculating and deducing that sword technique, as well as Xiang Zuo's method of internal energy circulation.

He can't feel the cold, and he can't feel the sound. Everything in the outside world has nothing to do with him. Even the snowflakes between the sky and the earth can't disturb him.

At this time, a carriage was driving on the official road between Lantian County and Shangluo.

"Guest officer, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. Let's go back to Lantian County to hide for a while. Otherwise, we might not be able to move forward because we are halfway there."

A middle-aged coachman suggested to the guests in the carriage.

"Continue to move forward, and snowflakes are falling in the sky. Even if it is another day, we can reach Shangluo."

The guest officer in the carriage poked his head out of the carriage, looked at the sky, and then said aloud.

This person is exactly Chen Feng who hired a carriage from Chang'an and headed for Shangluo.

Although the sky began to snow, he was anxious to return to Lizhou, so he had to hurry.

As long as he arrives at Shangluo in the evening, he can go south by boat until he reaches the Yangtze River, and then go up the river to Lizhou.

However, his thoughts were good. When he left Chang'an early in the morning, he was worried about whether it would snow in this weather.

But after he had passed Lantian County, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, but as they drove all the way, the snow became heavier and heavier, which made the coachman worried.

"Guest officer, I'm afraid that the snow will fall harder and harder. Even if we can reach Shangluo County, the gates of Shangluo County will be closed. By then, it will be difficult for us to enter the city."

the coachman complained.

In fact, for him as a coachman, it is really not easy to drive in such a heavy snow day, and the official road is not easy to walk. If he is a little careless, the frame of the car may overturn.

"Let's go first, don't stop, I will add more money at that time, Shangluo County is really going to close the gate, I will find a place for you to stay."

Chen Feng was impatient, and he was also afraid that the heavy snow would fall harder and he would miss his return trip, so he urged the driver to hurry.

"Okay, guest officer, then you sit still, I have to speed up."

After listening to the response from the guest officer he had pulled, the coachman made up his mind.

As long as he has money and a place to eat and live, everything is not a problem. After all, he can't earn much money on this trip. With some extra income, he will definitely be willing to travel in a snowy day, even if there are some problems. It doesn't matter anymore.

The snow continued, never stopped, still heavy.

Moreover, according to the falling trend, it seems to be in a somewhat larger state.

And in the Yiyang Temple in the north of Lantian County, Zhong Wen in the center of the practice field was still standing there in a daze, immersed in his deduction.

Time, as if money is not needed, passes by in a flash.

At this time, it was the end of the hour, that is, around three o'clock in the afternoon.

And the Taoists beside the training ground have already been scattered everywhere, as if guarding Zhong Wen in the training ground.

As for Daoist Zhang Chong, he has already left and went to rest in the house.

After all, with injuries on his body, it is inconvenient to stay in this snowy day for a long time.

If he was not injured, he would definitely choose to protect his friend's disciple in this snowy day.

Epiphany, most afraid of being disturbed.

If he had been disturbed by someone, this epiphany might have been in vain.

Of course, I am even more afraid of being hurt by others. If someone is found by an enemy when he suddenly realizes, he may die on the spot.

"Brother Zhengran, when will Jiushou wake up? It's been several hours, and my feet are almost numb from the cold."

At this time, a Taoist guarding the side of the practice field asked Zhengran in a low voice.

"I don't know either. I've only heard about epiphany, but I haven't seen it. I think Jiushou should wake up soon."

Zhengran didn't know when Zhong Wen woke up.

Although he knew about epiphany, he had never experienced it.

And what he knew about the epiphany was only from the mouth of his master Zhang Chong. As for the time of the epiphany, he didn't know how long it would take to end.

After all, Zhang Chong only had an epiphany once, and it only took a quarter of an hour or two.

Furthermore, the inheritance of their one-yang concept is not so long, and they know very little about some hidden things.

Even the record of this epiphany is only recorded in one Daoist book, and the language is unknown, and there is no specific explanation at all, so they don't know the specific time of the epiphany and the benefits of it.

"Senior brother, Jiushou's gifted comprehension is too good. Listen to what the audience said, this epiphany is hard to come by, and I don't know where Jiushou's good luck comes from."

Another Taoist approached Zhengran and whispered enviously.

"Everyone has his own destiny, and innate understanding comes from nature, but it is not something we can have or ask for."

Exactly the same, like other Taoists, he stared enviously at Zhong Wen in the field.

"call"

While they were talking, Zhong Wen finally opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Junior brother Jiushou, you finally woke up, how is it? Did you gain something from this epiphany? Can you tell me something about it."

Just as they heard Zhong Wen's long cry, they hurriedly stopped talking, approached Zhong Wen, looked at Zhong Wen eagerly and asked.

"Brother Zhengran, I made you worry. By the way, how is Daoist Zhang? I seem to be injured, is he alright?"

Zhong Wen didn't respond directly, but asked about Zhang Chong's injury.

When Zhong Wen fell into an epiphany, he remembered that he seemed to have hurt Taoist Zhang Chong, he felt a little guilty in his heart, and there was also a look of worry on his face.

After all, if someone else's master Guanzhu was hurt by him, if he was happy, it would be unreasonable.

"Junior brother Jiushou, Master is fine. He has already been prescribed medicine and bandaged up. It's just a few flesh wounds. They will heal in a few days. You can rest assured."

Just listening to what Zhong Wen asked, he felt that Zhong Wenmao seemed to be quite affectionate, and felt that Zhong Wen in front of him was worthy of friendship.

Of course, he also hoped that Zhong Wen could teach him something, even if he pointed out a few moves in swordsmanship, that would be very good.

"That's good, Daoist Zhang is not serious."

After hearing Zhengran's words, Zhong Wen's hanging heart was also relieved.

"By the way, Jiushou, tell me what epiphany is, and what's going on with your swordsmanship? Why is there a chill in it?"

Since he wasn't thinking about his master at all, he wanted to know about Zhong Wen's epiphany and the sword technique at the moment.

"Senior brother, I can't explain this epiphany. As for the sword technique, I'll give it a try first. Please step aside and let me rehearse it."

Zhong Wen knew it in his heart, for the way Zhengran and the others looked at him, knowing what they were thinking, they all wanted to know what happened to his epiphany this time.

However, this epiphany is not something he can articulate clearly. What's more, this epiphany is related to talent and understanding, and it doesn't come just by saying it.

Furthermore, he himself couldn't explain this kind of thing clearly, at least, he couldn't explain it clearly in words. Only those who experienced it once could understand what this epiphany meant.

After hearing this, they hurriedly left the training ground and stood aside.

Holding the sword in his hand, Zhong Wen looked at the snow all over the ground, and then looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky. He felt that his newly realized swordsmanship seemed somewhat similar to this situation.

Immediately afterwards, he began to stimulate the inner qi, and according to the method of inner qi movement he deduced, it began to circulate.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

Following Zhong Wen's sword raising posture, the cold began to intensify again.

Just like this world is his Zhong Wen, who can control the snowflakes between this world, the air between this world, and the warmth and coldness between this world.

Every time the sword was drawn forward, what it brought up were pieces of snowflakes, which then froze and then melted again.

Flying, falling, jumping up, moving, drawing out the sword, withdrawing the sword, every move is icy cold, bringing an even colder temperature between the world and the earth.

"What a powerful sword technique, what a domineering sword technique."

At this time, Zhengran, who was standing on the sidelines of the practice field, watched Zhong Wen's swordplay practice with his mouth wide open, his eyes a little lost.

The combination of ice and freezing, the fusion of snowflakes and snow water.

Following Zhong Wen's practice, Snowflake has become everything in this training ground, and afterward, Bingbing has become everything in this training ground.

"boom"

In the end, Zhong Wen jumped high and swung his sword towards the ground. The frozen world melted into snow water.