Chang'an, the old capital of the Western Han Dynasty.

During the two Han Dynasty, the war continued, and the reality was that Dong Zhuo, who coerced the Han Emperor to move from Luoyang to Chang'an, and then experienced dozens of wars and chaos.

At the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, Emperor Chu ascended the throne of Chang'an, and was surrounded by Liu Yao until the Western Jin Dynasty became the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and it did not stop.

Since then, the former Zhao and the former Qin have taken turns tossing.

Ling Muyun and the three of them, along the way, the more they traveled to Chang'an, the more depressed they became.

There is even a family gate valve, holding high the flag, moving out overnight.

Judging by the direction in which he walked, he should have been running towards Lu Guang's back.

And those walking towards Chang'an, in addition to Ling Muyun, there are also Lu Shuihu's big and small families.

The origin of the Lushuihu people is complex, with elements of the Xiongnu and Yue, and in the evolution of the nation, it has absorbed the Qian, Diqiang and other tribes.

Therefore, there is no unified belief or strict discipline.

If it weren't for Hao Nu's younger brother Hao Duo, who played a trick of divine punishment from the sky, it is estimated that Hao Nu would still be driving sheep and shepherds in Xingcheng.

How could he get the support of all ethnic groups, and take advantage of the emptiness of Chang'an after the men and women of Xiyan Xianbei left Chang'an to the east, and proclaimed himself emperor in Chang'an?

If Fu Jianquan had knowledge, I don't know if he would put his head on, crawl out of the coffin, and ask Hao Nu how he could dare to be the emperor.

Of course, in Yao Chang's eyes, Hao Nu is just a clown jumping off the beam.

He only mobilized less than 10,000 soldiers and horses, sent troops from his own stability, attacked Wang Yu first, defeated Hao Duo's army easily, and then rushed to Chang'an.

Every time he saw the tall horse passing by, Ling Muyun sighed with a sigh on his face.

Since Qiuzi, it has been an ox cart, and it has long lost the interest of "driving alone", although the oxen pulling the cart have changed from one to two.

After all, the items in the car, plus three people, it is difficult for a cow to pull up.

Fortunately, although the ox cart is slow, he can ask Jia Nianxi about some ancient things, although he also knows a little bit about it, but he has heard some secrets.

"How do you know that the Spirit of Resentment is the leader of Zoroastrianism?"

Ling Muyun suddenly remembered that Jia Nianxi had said that the spirit of resentment should be greatly promoted, how could he suddenly become the leader of Zoroastrianism?

"Four Fire God Command Banners!" Jia Nianxi said: "I once followed Yu Qilan and cultivated a body of fire, so it can be concluded that Sheqilan is not a spirit of resentment. ”

"What's the relationship between the two?"

At the beginning of the spirit of resentment, in order to refine the Four Fire God Command Banners, he exchanged them for the Netherworld Ghost Fire in Youzhou, stole the Dutian God Fire in Zhurong, comprehended the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in the Eight Cold Hells, and even picked up a Golden Crow Feather in Jinwuling to refine the Four Fire God Command Flags.

When the Four Fire God Orders Banner really shocked the world, it was a battle between the Spirit of Resentment and Xia Wei's Nanchao.

It was really the sun and the moon that had no light, the sky and the earth were discolored, and in the end, Xia Wei fulfilled his wish of "time and death" and was burned to ashes by the raging fire.

"How could this ancient artifact fall into the hands of Qi Ke'er?"

"So, I guess the spirit of resentment is the Zoroastrian leader." Jia Nianxi said affirmatively.

"Maybe it's an elder? It could also be the second vice-president. Ling Muyun retorted.

"The spirit of resentment has a strong desire to control, how can it be subservient to the background or subservient to others?" Jia Nianxi shook his head: "As for why these four fire god banners came into the hands of Qi Ke'er, it's hard to guess. ”

"Jia Nianxi, let me tell you something!" Ling Muyun moved his butt on the wheel and lowered his voice: "The lame nine threatened to give up his blue, saying that let their sect leader be honest." ”

Jia Nianxi looked shocked: "If the lame nine knew that the spirit of resentment was the leader of the Zoroastria Sect, would he hide incognito overnight." ”

Ling Muyun smiled wryly: "Sheqilan is afraid!" You said that the four evils of the ancients have lived for countless years, and they can shoot casually, who can stop them in this world? ”

"Neither nor not!" Jia Nianxi pretended to be profound, and it wasn't until Ling Muyun's face showed an expression of eagerness for knowledge that he continued: "The rules are shackled, no matter who comes, they can't be broken. Besides, do you think that if you break the seal, you don't need to pay for it? ”

"Rules?"

"The rules of this world!" Jia Nianxi nodded: "God told me." Otherwise, do you really think that Shun can banish the four murderers with a few words? ”

"Who made the rules?"

"The rules of heaven and earth are there since the beginning!"

"Then Shun used the power of rules?"

"It's not a use, it's a borrowing."

"How do I borrow it?"

"The purple qi of the jade seal of the country."

The king of the northwest once said that purple qi is the key to breaking through the realm of heaven and man, and the realm of heaven and man can open the gate of heaven, so does the realm of heaven and man mean that the rules can be borrowed?

Jia Nianxi looked at Ling Muyun with a teachable expression: "It's easy to go up, but it's hard to come down!" ”

"Why?"

"It's still the rules!"

While he was talking, a tall horse slowed down, and while walking with the ox cart, the man on the horse, with a lewd look, looked into the carriage.

Along the way, there were not a few people with many eyes, and Ling Muyun had long been accustomed to it.

There was no accident, and there was no shortage of meat or two in the eyes, so he let it go.

But there are very few like lewd men.

"This little student, can you sell it in the car?" The lewd man is dressed properly, and he tries to put on a chic appearance.

"If you can't speak, just pretend to be dumb, you are Youling, your whole family is Youling." Jia Nianxi is considered a nobleman, how can he be called so by others?

Lower nine streams: first-class high platform, second-rate blowing, third-rate circus and fourth-rate pushing, fifth-rate pools and six back-rubbing, seven repairs and eight with nine prostitutes.

Although he can't say that he can't teach the three religions, he is also the third rate of the ninth rate.

Being called the ninth of the lower nine streams, how can you bear it?

If it weren't for someone who came to sit down on the high horse and wear a crown robe, Jia Nianxi didn't want to cause more trouble, otherwise, a cloud of black gas would have knocked him off the horse.

"The little girl is very clever! The master's name is Hao Duo, who was originally the emperor's younger brother, and is now the general of Zhenbei of the King of Qin, who can look down on the two, I am afraid that your ancestral tomb will be on fire. ”

Hao Duo was not angry, but ridiculed himself at home.

"Green smoke from my ancestral grave? Dog-like things, you deserve it too? Jia Nianxi moved the real fire at this time and looked at Ling Muyun.

Huan Qin in the car looked bitter.

Although he was born in the Long Kanghuan clan, he was unfortunately plundered, and he became a geisha under duress.

At this moment, it is the pear blossoms that bring rain, secretly wiping tears.

"Since I was born, I haven't had the habit of calling someone else's master, but I like to call myself a master."

Ling Muyun's face sank like water, and the thunder in his palm surrounded him: "Don't say that you are the general of Zhenbei, even if Yao Chang is here, you have to be polite to the master." ”

"Yo! Can also juggle? ”

Hao Duo is just the gate guard of Xingcheng, and by chance, he got an unknown wild Taoist priest and passed on some spells, and since then, he has wandered around Xingcheng as a cultivator.

Xingcheng is a small county, and there are no more than 10,000 people, but it is also mixed like a fish in water.

"Bang!"

Hao Duo looked like he had never seen the world, so that Ling Muyun was not even in the mood to say a word, and the thunder in his palm turned into a streamer and knocked him off his horse.

"Smack!"

Before Hao Duo could understand what was happening, Jia Nianxi's slap fell on his face.

"!" Hao Duo touched his nose, blood gushed out, and he scolded without words.

"Smack!"

Ling Muyun's slap was even more crisp: "Haven't you ever died?" ”

Hao Duo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, mounted a high horse, and ran backwards.

"It's better to kill." Jia Nianxi frowned and looked at Hao Duo's figure: "For a while, tongue is indispensable." ”

"Just a few words and a knife will inevitably be too murderous."

Ling Muyun drove the ox cart, not in a hurry: "Huanqin, can you sing Xizhou song?" ”

"A few words at the meeting." Huan Qin knew that Ling Muyun did not mean to insult, but took into account his emotions and changed the topic.

"Hmmm! Why don't you play the music and I'll sing it? Learn from the mountains and flowing waters......"

"Forget it, Brother Ling, you better say something else." Jia Nianxi hurriedly interrupted Ling Muyun's words.

She really couldn't stand Ling Muyun's Xizhou song that was not in tune.

"I can say a few words, but I can't play them." Huan Qin thought about it, it was not that she couldn't play, but she was afraid that she would be out of rhythm if she played it.

What's more, Ling Muyun's Xizhou song is really difficult to hear.