A Buddha name: "There is only one stone inside." ”

"That'...... Who else is there in the Ten Rebellions? "Ling Muyun is hard to believe in the ethereal legend.

Although Sima Nuyan's case is indeed strange, it is not difficult to impersonate and pretend to be profound.

Now, if it weren't for the ten adversities, and the Fa Guo would have been so convincing, in the past, maybe the Fa Guo would have been given a thunderbolt on the spot and a Daigo empowerment.

"The monk only knows that Ling Hao is the head of the ten rebellions, as for the others, the monk really doesn't know!"

Ling Muyun wanted to get more information in the words of the Fa Guo, but it was no longer possible, so he changed his question: "How do you know that Buddha Tucheng is one of the ten adversities?" ”

Lu Ji only knew that Lu Youcai was one of the ten adversities, and he didn't know anything else, Fa Guo knew basically the same, but there was more news that Ling Hao was the head of the ten adversities.

If we look at it from another angle, and then know what it is, and then know why it is so, will there be any gains?

"There is a certainty in the dark! Lord Ling, a heavenly master, or know one or two! ”

Faguo's words are full of Zen power.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Ling Muyun subconsciously said, "If you find Zhang Tianshi, you can know the truth?" ”

"Zhang Tianshi patrols the heaven and earth, and his whereabouts are uncertain, I am afraid that he will only be able to see it at the Zhengyi Ceremony in three years!" Fa Guo didn't answer directly, and continued: "Master Ling, the rest, the monk really doesn't know! ”

"Say what you want." Ling Muyun knew that if he continued to ask, Fa Guo didn't know the details, so he returned to the original topic.

"Buddhism has gone through calamities, please ask Lord Ling to help."

"When?"

"Amitabha! There is cause and effect in the world. Faguo didn't answer, folded his hands, and turned to leave.

"I don't say anything!" Ling Muyun looked at Fa Guo's figure and thought of Dao Li again: "When you see Dao Li, you must ask clearly if his master is Buddha Tucheng!" ”

Longhu Mountain, Zhengyi, Zhang Tianshi?

Ling Muyun meditated in his heart, carefully calculated the itinerary, and finally patted his thigh: Being a man must have a beginning and an end, how can you abandon it from the beginning to the end?

Tu Shan listens to the music, and does not delay the trip of Longhu Mountain!

"Brother Yun!" Frustrated Meng Xun leaned over: "Where are you going?" ”

"Tu Shan!" Ling Muyun said it categorically.

"Then I wish Brother Yun a smooth journey!"

"You're not going?"

"The Frustrated Qu Clan has more important things!"

Frustrated Meng Xun's words made Ling Muyun stunned for a moment, and then his head was full of black lines: "Do you think I have nothing to do?" ”

Frustrated Meng Xun did not defend himself, and respectfully gave the first salute: "Brother Yun, the grace of saving your life cannot be repaid, please accept this gift." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's instigated, since there is something, I still follow the business."

"The purpose of running a business is to let Liangzhou assassin Shi Liangxi sleep well." Frustrated Meng Xun said it vaguely.

In fact, he hunted history books extensively, had outstanding intelligence, and was proficient in astronomy and geography, and Liang Xi, the assassin of Liangzhou, was often jealous of his talent.

Therefore, he often traveled and drank to cover up his talents.

This time, the business ran was even more temporary, and who knows, it was almost murdered.

Everyone has their own aspirations, Ling Muyun naturally will not impose it, seeing the figure of Frustrated Qu Mengxun gradually drifting away, he sighed: "I'm alone again!" Before arriving at Tushan, go to Qiuzi for the entire ox cart. ”

The Great Jin Dynasty has fewer horses and more cattle.

Over time, coupled with the respect of the royal family, scholars and nobles liked to drive oxcarts around, and riding oxcarts became a fashion.

When Ling Muyun came out of Dingbei, part of the land was still ploughed by people, and there were not enough cattle, so he was reluctant to drive an ox cart to follow the fashion.

Now the bulging package, which is full of gold and jade jewelry, how can you not change to an ox cart?

Wouldn't it be nice to learn from a scholar, bring a few pots of wine, and watch the clouds roll around?

On the next road, Ling Muyun did not recklessly look for the caravan, but traveled alone all the way.

Singing street songs, eating wild game hunted casually, and sleeping in the sand sea.

For the rest of the month, Guizi was in sight.

It's just that with Ling Muyun's current honor, he is like a beggar with a mountain of gold: his hair is unkempt, covered in dirt, and he exudes a smell that he can't even stand himself.

The top priority is to find an inn and change it.

"Slate Cliff Inn", the name is not true, there is no slate on the ground, there is no cliff, but the decoration is magnificent, quite atmospheric.

It is the largest inn in Dingbei City, and it is not half the size of the Slate Cliff Inn.

Ling Muyun nodded with satisfaction, only such an inn could live up to the golden and jade treasures in his package.

If you have money in your bag, you naturally want to live a rich man's chic, and when you run out of money, it's a big deal to run to Parrot Island.

Raising his legs and stepping up the steps, looking at the nostrils facing the sky, Ling Muyun realized that he was not too broken to be white-faced.

"Go away, go away! Stinky for food! The cousin's attitude towards Ling Muyun, who was in tattered clothes, was extremely bitter: "Don't ask what kind of place this is, is it something you can hope for?" ”

Ling Muyun is not annoyed, the high-end inn pays more attention to the feelings of the guests, and what the cousin does, except for the attitude, there are indeed some nostrils facing the sky, but in essence, there is nothing wrong.

Unhurriedly, he took out a piece of gold cake from the package, shook it in his hand, and handed it to the cousin.

The cousin took the gold cake with a puzzled face, wiped it carefully with his cuffs, took a bite, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly: "Master, please inside, the small one will prepare a room for you." ”

"Prepare hot water, make delicious and delicious food first, the master is not short of money!"

I never thought that a person's appetite could be so big.

What made him scratch his hair even more was that Ling Muyun, who was generous, made him really incomprehensible to this honor, either the fashion had changed, the beggar style was popular, or, he stepped on dog shit and had a nouveau riche face.

The table was full of food, gobbling it up, and finally asked for a plate of melons and fruits, which was called slippery.

The cousin was sure that it was an upstart.

Ling Muyun couldn't care about other people's eyes, and after he was full of wine and food, he touched his round belly, changed into the Hu clothes that he had just bought, and walked out of the inn.

Different from the style of Dingbei, the streets and alleys of Qiuzi City sell things that are completely different from Dingbei.

However, what attracted Ling Muyun the most was the blacksmith shop.

There is no other reason, the ink blade has no scabbard.

I used to be lame on my back, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but when I relied on myself, I realized that if I didn't pay attention to it, I would cut my clothes, which was very inconvenient.

"Shopkeeper, can you make a scabbard?"

"It can be done! Turtle smelting iron, famous, how can you not make a scabbard? The blacksmith stopped what he was doing: "The Hakka accent is not like that of the Qiuzi people, is it a Daqin person?" ”

"People from the Xishan region of the Great Jin Dynasty."

The blacksmith smiled heartily.

Since the advent of Qin Tianwang Fu Jian Tianwei, the protectorate of the Western Regions has long been dominated by the Great Jin.

Under the throne of the day after tomorrow, Lu Guang, the general of the cavalry, attacked Qiuzi two years ago, the former city lord Bai Chun ran away with treasures, and the current city lord Bai Zhen is also commensurate with the territory of Great Qin.

If it is said that Qiuci City is in the south of the river, the place in the northwest should have been called the people of Daqin.

"Didn't the Hakka spend time in the cave?" There was a bit of sarcasm in the blacksmith's words.

"You blacksmith! Isn't Sima Wei, the king of the northwest, also calling himself the king of the Great Jin Dynasty? Ling Muyun argued.

The king of the northwest only occupies a city in the northwest, with the Great Jin Dynasty as the son of heaven, guarding the ethereal north of the Tianshan Mountains, and that foolish loyalty is just for his own pleasure.

Further north, it's bitterly cold and not to mention, it's eerie and terrifying, but it's populated?

Great Qin went to attack a city that had no value, unless, King Fu's brain was hot