Chapter 53: Thunder, Wind, Ice and Rain
After waiting for a while, Zhao Xing entered the Temple of All Saints to seek Dharma. There were no statues of gods here, only tablets, and their status was lower than that of the Yin gods worshipped separately.

But since I'm just asking for low- to mid-level spells, it doesn't matter.

Zhao Xing found a secluded corner and sat cross-legged on a cushion.

"I don't have any preference. I will accept any magic from any sect. I will learn from whichever True Lord is willing to teach me." Zhao Xing prayed silently.

The thought expresses only one meaning: not picky!

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

Zhao Xing closed his eyes involuntarily, which was a sign of beginning to be subject to the law.

At the same time, among the densely packed holy spirit tablets, there was a tablet named 'Zheng Lun Zhenjun' that glowed slightly.

"kill!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"唏伦~"

"Enemy attack!"

The sky was overcast and the canyon was eerie.

The swords and spears, the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Zhao Xing found himself in a narrow canyon, pushing a grain cart, while on both sides of the canyon, rolling stones, wooden logs and arrows were raining down.

Instinct made Zhao Xing want to cast a spell immediately, but he found himself as if he were illusory here.

The arrow pierced through his body, but he was unharmed.

"It turns out to be a scene of enlightenment. It seems that the master who taught the Dharma was a military official in his lifetime."

When one encounters a battlefield scene during enlightenment, he was usually a military minister in his lifetime, or his main achievements were gained on the battlefield, so he was given the title.

"Swish swish~"

Arrows rained down.

Then this grain team was not completely powerless to fight back.

The soldier transporting grain exerted a little effort and overturned the grain cart in front of him. Then he quickly crawled under the cart and began to move both the people and the cart together.

"Is this a hearse?" Zhao Xing recognized it at the first sight.

"Return the spirit shield chariots and quickly form a defensive formation! Captain Cong Yun, block the enemy's sight immediately!"

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

Zhao Xingchao looked towards the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged man wearing a golden straw raincoat and a flowery hat, giving orders.

There was wind surrounding him, and the arrows would automatically deflect when they were three feet away from him.

At the same time, there were several Si Nongs beside him who were dressed in the same way, but their faces could not be seen clearly, and they began to cast spells.

"Captain Zhongxian, and grain transport officer Zheng Lun."

The man's name, official title, and honors he had been awarded naturally came to Zhao Xing's mind.

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

He concentrated his attention and began to carefully observe Zheng Lun's spell casting.

The clouds obscured the view of the ambushers in the canyons on both sides, and the number of arrows dropped instantly.

Ten breaths later, the arrows, rolling stones, and wooden sticks completely stopped.

Because thunder started to sound in the clouds, if they didn't run away or hide, they would be struck to death by Zheng Lun's thunder.

But even so, it was too late.

"Boom!"

The thunder fell like a silk thread, smashing the enemies on the top of the mountain straight into pieces.

Even if you hide behind a rock, lightning can still turn and hit you.

"Kill!"

The attack pressure from the top was slightly relieved, but two more groups of soldiers rushed out from the front and back of the canyon.

"Halberd Warrior?!"

Zhao Xing recognized this ancient type of soldier. The soldiers running towards him were all holding three-meter-long halberds.

The soldiers were all covered in armor, even visors, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. There was a pair of ferocious horns on the top of their heads. When they ran, fist-sized stones were crushed and the earth shook.

The halberd soldiers were full of energy and blood, and a military flag among the soldiers was shining brightly. Countless energy and blood from the soldiers' bodies formed silk threads and condensed on the military flag, and then a rainbow light shot up into the sky.

"Om~"

The clouds above the canyon were blown away, leaving a gap.

The soldiers transporting grain in the shield cart began to shoot arrows in response, but the arrows were unable to penetrate the armor.

Seeing the halberd warrior approaching, Zheng Lun attacked again.

"The wind is coming!"

A strong wind suddenly blew up in the canyon, and Zhao Xing shivered when he was blown by the wind.

He looked at Zheng Lun, only to see a black storm raging in the other's eyes.

At the same time, this unusual scene was also reflected in the eyes of the Halberd Warrior.

"Pfft!"

The first row of halberd soldiers fell without any warning.

It was as if he was a paper man, easily blown down by this strange wind.

Row after row, like straw being bent by a strong wind, the nearly 500-man halberd warriors were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this strange sight, the other group of halberd soldiers began to collapse and retreat along the way.

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

"Wow!"

It was raining heavily, and the halberd warrior suddenly slowed down, as if he was stuck in mud.

"The whole army will pursue and kill the enemy!"

Zheng Lun gave the order for all soldiers to get out of the spirit shield carriages and chase after the remaining troops.

The grain transport team had only 500 people, but the ambushes from both sides and the front and rear forces totaled more than people. Even so, they were not able to capture them and were instead 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 one after another, and in the end their bodies were stiff and their faces turned pale.

Zhao Xing seemed to understand something.

He understood what magic the military minister was teaching.

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 and then the scene completely broke down.

[You received the spell in the Holy Temples and learned the intermediate spell "Lightning Attraction".]

【Lightning Attraction: Intermediate Spell】

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

[Proficiency: 0/9999]

[You received the spell in the Holy Temples and learned the intermediate spell 'Yin Feng'. ]

[Cold Wind: Intermediate Spell]

[Effect: A cold wind blows, and the soul flies away. ]

[Proficiency: 0/9999]

[You received the spell in the Holy Temples and learned the intermediate spell 'Ice Rain'. ]

【Ice Rain: Intermediate Spell】

[Effect: Raindrops turn into ice, Qi and blood turn into frost]

Zhao Xing opened his eyes and looked at the row of tablets there. He bowed again according to the procedure and then walked out of the hall.

I didn't expect that this time when I came to the Holy Temple to receive Dharma, I would gain unexpected benefits. I even learned three intermediate spells.

And they are all attack types.

Under normal circumstances, it is relatively easy to learn to attract lightning. Yinfeng and Bingyu are exclusive to the military agriculture department. Before officially taking office, the probability of learning them is extremely low.

"Lightning Attraction, Dark Wind, Ice Rain, these three are upgraded versions of the Four Heavenly Time Methods. It seems that I am good at fighting, so I was noticed by this military minister and was taught these offensive spells."

This just made up for Zhao Xing's shortcoming of insufficient attack power. He was no longer a Si Nong who could only rely on straw men to hide here and there, but a Si Nong with considerable killing power!
Back at the Sinong Supervisor, Zhao Xing told Xue Wenzhong about his experience. The old Sinong was stunned and said, "I can still teach you how to attract thunder, but I don't know how to deal with the cold wind and icy rain. You can only go find Chen Shijie."

　Spell proficiency, the numbers should not be exaggerated, otherwise it will be astronomical in the later stage, 10 billion and million will not make any difference, so every time you upgrade, you start from zero. The difficulty of obtaining proficiency increases accordingly, and the same is true for gathering Yuan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)