After waiting for a while, Zhao Xing entered the temple to seek Dharma. There were no statues of gods here, only tablets, and their status was inferior to that of the Yin God worshiped alone.

But it doesn't matter if I'm just looking for mid- to low-level spells.

Zhao Xing found a remote corner and sat cross-legged on the futon.

"Disciple has no preference. Any spell from any sect will do. Disciple will learn whatever the True Lord is willing to teach." Zhao Xing prayed silently.

The thought expresses only one meaning: don’t choose!

As if he heard Zhao Xing's prayer, a breeze soon blew and surrounded Zhao Xing's body.

Zhao Xing closed his eyes involuntarily, which was a sign that he was beginning to receive the Dharma.

At the same time, among the densely packed holy spirit thrones, there was a spiritual throne named 'Zhen Lun Zhenjun', which shone slightly.

"kill!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"唏伦~"

"Enemy attack!"

The clouds are thick and the canyon is eerie.

Fighting with gold and iron, shouting to kill shakes the sky.

Zhao Xing found himself in the Yixiantian Canyon, pushing a grain cart. On both sides of the canyon, there were rolling stones, wood, and rain of arrows shooting down.

Instinct made Zhao Xing want to cast a spell immediately, but he found that he seemed to be illusory here.

The arrow penetrated his body without any damage.

"It turned out to be a scene of receiving the Dharma and realizing enlightenment. It seems that the true king who taught the Dharma was a military commander and farmer during his lifetime."

When encountering a battlefield scene when enlightening, usually he was a military sergeant during his lifetime, or that person's main achievements were achieved on the battlefield, so he was awarded the title.

"Swish swish~"

Arrows rained down.

And this food team is not without the power to fight back.

The soldier transporting the grain made a little effort, and the grain cart in front of him was overturned. Then he quickly got under the cart and began to move the cart together with the people.

"Is this a coffin repayment vehicle?" Zhao Xing recognized it at a glance.

"Huanlingchen chariots quickly formed a defensive formation! Colonel Cong Yun immediately blocked the enemy's sight!"

A roar spread with the wind. After hearing the sound, the attacked grain transport team began to defend themselves.

Zhao Xingchao looked at the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gold raincoat and a flower hat, giving orders.

There was wind surrounding him, and the arrow automatically deflected when it came three feet in front of him.

At the same time, there were several Sinongs in the same clothes beside him. Their faces could not be seen clearly and they began to cast spells.

"Zhongxian Colonel, grain transport officer Zheng Lun."

This person's name, official title, and the rank he was awarded naturally appeared in Zhao Xing's mind.

"It seems that this True Lord is teaching me the Dharma."

He concentrated and began to carefully observe Zheng Lun's spellcasting.

The clouds and fog obscured the sight of the ambush troops in the canyon on both sides, and the number of arrows suddenly decreased.

After ten breaths, the arrows, rolling stones, and trees stopped completely.

Because there was thunder starting in the clouds, if you didn't run away or dodge, you would be struck to death by Zheng Lun's thunder.

But even so, it was too late.

"Boom!"

The thunder fell down like silk threads, smashing the enemies on the top of the mountain straight to pieces.

Even if you are hiding behind a rock, lightning can hit you around the corner.

"Kill!"

The attack pressure on the top slowed down slightly, but two more soldiers rushed out from behind and behind the canyon.

"Euphorbian?!"

Zhao Xing recognized this ancient military branch. Each of the running soldiers was holding a three-meter-long halberd.

The soldiers were all covered with armor, even face armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and a pair of ferocious horns on their heads. When they ran, rocks the size of fists were trampled to pieces, and the ground shook.

Euphorbia has strong morale and blood. When a soldier hits a military flag, it shines brightly. Countless qi and blood on the soldier's body form a thread that condenses on the military flag, and then a rainbow light soars into the sky.

"Buzz~"

The clouds above the canyon were washed away, creating a gap.

"咻咻咻咻咻咻~"

The soldiers transporting food in the carriage that returned the coffin began to fire arrows in return, but the arrows could not penetrate the armor at all.

Seeing the Euphorbia soldiers approaching, Zheng Lun took action again.

"The wind is coming!"

A strong wind blew up from the ground in the canyon. Zhao Xing was struck by the wind and was shocked.

He looked at Zheng Lun and saw a black storm raging in his eyes.

At the same time, this unusual sight was also reflected in Euphorbia's eyes.

"Plop!"

The first row of Euphorbia soldiers fell down without warning.

It was like a paper man, easily blown down by this strange wind.

Row after row, like straw being weighed down by the strong wind, nearly five hundred men of Euphorbia were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Seeing such a strange sight, the other group of Euphorbia began to collapse and retreated along the way.

"Hmph!" Zheng Lun pointed back, and Xingyun quickly followed.

"Wow!"

The heavy rain poured down, and the speed of the Euphorbia suddenly slowed down, as if he was stuck in mud.

"The whole army pursues and kills the enemy!"

Zheng Lun ordered all soldiers to get out of the Huanlingzhen carriage and turn around to pursue the remaining soldiers.

The grain transport team only had 500 people, but the ambushes from both sides and the people before and after it totaled more than 1,500 people. In this way, they were not able to capture it, but were beaten and fled in all directions.

"So strong." Seeing this scene, Zhao Xing couldn't help but admire.

In the heavy rain, the enemy soldiers fell down one after another. In the end, their whole bodies were stiff and their faces turned pale.

Zhao Xingruo realized something.

He understood what the magic taught by the military commander was.

It was at this moment that everything suddenly stopped.

The cold Zheng Lun turned around and looked at Zhao Xing, the 'outsider', as if to encourage him.

"Thank you, Zhenjun."

Zhao Xing bowed his hands and bowed, and then the scene completely shattered.

[You received the Dharma in the temples and understood the mid-level spell ‘Leading Thunder’.]

[Drawing Thunder: Intermediate Spell]

[Efficacy: Draw thunder to the ground and bombard the enemy]

[Proficiency: 0/9999]

[You received the Dharma in the temples and understood the mid-level spell ‘Yin Feng’.]

[Yinfeng: Intermediate Spell]

[Efficacy: The cold wind blows, and the soul is scattered. 】

[Proficiency: 0/9999]

[You received the Dharma in the temples and understood the mid-level spell ‘Icy Rain’.]

[Ice Rain: Intermediate Spell]

[Efficacy: Drops of rain turn into ice, Qi and blood condense into frost]

Zhao Xing opened his eyes, looked at a row of enshrined souls, bowed again according to the procedure, and then walked out of the hall.

Unexpectedly, I came to the temples to receive the Dharma this time, and I had unexpected gains. I actually learned three intermediate-level spells in a row.

And they are all attack types.

Under normal circumstances, it is relatively easy to learn how to draw thunder. Yin Feng and Ice Rain are exclusive to military sergeants. The probability of learning them before they are officially accepted into the army is extremely low.

"Thunder, Dark Wind, and Ice Rain, these three are all upgraded versions of the Four Methods of Heaven and Time. It seems that I am good at countering them, so I was noticed by this military commander and passed on these offensive spells."

This just makes up for Zhao Xing's lack of attack power. He is no longer a Si Nong who can only rely on straw men to hide in Tibet, but a Si Nong with considerable lethality!

Back at the Si Nong Supervisor, Zhao Xing told Xue Wenzhong about the situation of receiving the law. The old Si Nong couldn't help but be stunned: "I can teach you how to draw thunder, but I can't do it with wind and ice rain. You can only go to Chen

It’s time.”

The number of spell proficiency should not be increased, otherwise the astronomical figures in the later period will be no different between 1 billion and 800 million, so every time you upgrade, the calculation will start from zero. The difficulty of obtaining proficiency will increase accordingly, and the same is true for Juyuan.
Chapter completed!