It seems that it is impossible to take Xiangyang, so you have to pass Yiyang and go straight to Jiankang.

But before leaving, you must always give Zoroastrian some eye medicine.

Ling Muyun had a bold idea in his heart.

The next day, under Xie Nan's disdainful gaze, he instructed the people who ran the hall to prepare some food and drink, set up the ox cart, and Ling Muyun went to the Taishou Mansion first.

After a brief conversation with Lu Zongzhi, he took the opportunity to say: "The Zoroastrian church is in conflict with the feng shui of Taishou Mansion, and the Taoists have just passed through the warp and weft, but they can share their worries for Taishou." ”

Lu Zongzhi and Zoroastrianism seem to have too much to do with it, but those things in the officialdom, more or less, will always be a little unclear.

But when it came to his career, he was unequivocal, and hurriedly asked Ling Muyun.

Because of the cure of his daughter, he has regarded Ling Muyun as a true profound Taoist.

"Taishou is on the way up the mountain on the Yellow Hill, and uses the method of nine palace gossip to arrange troops." Ling Muyun took out the prepared map from his bosom and placed his troops on the map of the Zoroastrian Sect.

"Ling Gongzi's method of arrangement is to surround the Zoroastrian Sect. Rather than wasting manpower, it is better to deceive people and ban it. ”

Lu Zongzhi's words were a little insincere.

The Great Jin Dynasty has classified Liu Li as a list of demon thieves, but the Zoroastrian church continues to preach in Nanyang, and even Liu Chantang enters and leaves the Taishou Mansion in a royal manner, which has already shown the cattiness.

But once the Zoroastrian sect left Nanyang and turned into the shadows, it was a little troublesome to find it again.

It's better to be trapped here first, wait for yourself to find the truth, and then think of countermeasures, which is more in line with the current situation.

"The Zoroastrian suppression of feng shui in Huangqiu, combined with the Taoist formation, is the most beneficial to Taishou." Ling Muyun was talking nonsense for a while, describing Huangqiu as a Xuanwu exploration of water and the like, which made Lu Zongzhi think it was true.

Leaving the Taishou Mansion, Ling Muyun drove the ox cart, traveled dozens of miles, found a small inn, and after settling the ox cart, jumped out of the window.

Then with the technique of earth escape, he returned to Huangqiu overnight.

It was night, and the moon was hanging high.

Ling Muyun used the technique of concealment to hide outside the church.

In the second half of the night, he pinched the trick in his hand, chanted in his mouth, and used the four beasts to suppress evil at the same time as the thunder in his palm was issued.

The Guardian Vermilion Bird Burning Sky Array was attacked, and it burst into flames for a while.

But they attacked each other with the four beasts and evil spirits.

Ling Muyun didn't care about the formation confrontation in the rear, and used the technique of earth escape, after running out for more than ten miles, he could turn back.

I saw the Zoroastrian church, with thunder and fire, lighting up almost the entire sky.

"Just as I expected!"

Ling Muyun smiled with satisfaction, regardless of the two mouthfuls of blood that spurted out, and hurried back to the small inn.

In the confusion on the face of the shopkeeper, he set up an ox cart and went to the direction of Yiyang overnight.

"When you reach the Grandmaster Realm, you must watch the Four Beasts suppress the evil and the Vermilion Bird burn the sky, and fight you to the death!"

Ling Muyun let the scalper walk on his own, sitting cross-legged on the car, adjusting the chaotic skewers of Zhenqi.

This time, the backlash of the four beasts to suppress evil is much greater than that used in the past.

The sky was slightly bright, and we arrived at Runan.

I didn't want to stay in Runan, but the Yuan family mound of the fourth and third dukes has long been known for its prestige.

In any case, go to the shrine.

There are three Yuanjia mounds, the middle mound is Yuan An, the south mound is Yuan Chang, and the north mound is Yuan Chang.

Standing in front of the tomb, Ling Muyun lit incense and candles, and his thoughts were rolling for a while.

It is as if the long river of history is flowing under our feet.

"The family stretches, or can affect the rise and fall of the dynasty, and the number of luck is often elusive! But loyalty, filial piety, and benevolence are the foundation of the family, and they coincide with the Shangqing Taoists! ”

Ling Muyun sighed, his mood was always uneven, and he naturally made a seal in his hand, never deliberately.

"Shangqing Big Hole!"

Thirty-six thunders and the fourth thunder.

Loyalty and filial piety flow through the ages, and the faith will be passed down forever.

Thunder, solemn, from east to west, through the connection, suddenly divided into several branches, straight down.

Like a curtain of thunder.

On a whim, the fourth thunder was harvested, but Ling Muyun did not dare to stay.

Cultivators, in the ancestral graves of others, have started to do magic, and no matter what, they can't say anything.

Dodging back to the inn and putting on the ox cart, Ling Muyun prepared to set off again.

If it weren't for the Zoroastrian affair, he would have stayed in Runan for a few days anyway.

"This son, if you make trouble, are you leaving?"

Before the ox cart left the city, a young man with a three-foot white sword stood in front of the ox cart.

"Oh? What is the matter with the little boy? ”

Ling Muyun asked knowingly.

"In Zhou Xing of the Zhou clan in Xia Runan, dare to ask the son, why did he insult the Yuan family."

Zhou Xingnai is the son of Xiyi Lieutenant, because his father died in Taiyuan County, he returned to Dajin with his father's coffin, and it was rumored to be a beautiful talk for a while.

Coincidentally, he worshiped at his father's grave, and saw Ling Muyun in Yuan's mound on the way.

This matter, there is nothing special, Runan Yuan's mound, there are not a few people who worship, but there is only one who can do it in front of people's mounds.

"Zhou Gongzi, be polite!"

Ling Muyun didn't know how to explain the epiphany, so he had to speak: "It's not that I am disrespectful to the Yuan family, but when I went to worship, I found that the evil wind was causing trouble, so I called the divine thunder and suppressed it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Muyun regretted it.

After two years of traveling, while cultivating and improving, the ability to lie is even better.

"Humph!"

Zhou Xing's face was full of suspicion: "Your words, I'm afraid I won't even believe you!" If you really did a good deed, why did you walk in such a hurry? ”

Ling Muyun was speechless for a while.

As Zhou Xing said, he has the feeling of being a thief.

"Nothing to say, huh?"

"Zhou Gongzi, what do you want?" Ling Muyun simply asked.

"Tell me the way of the evil law you have done, and tell me how to crack it, and I will let you go, otherwise you will ......"

"Otherwise what?"

"Don't blame me, Zhou Xing is doing the right thing for heaven!"

Zhou Xing pulled out a three-foot sword, raised it flat over his shoulder, and pointed at Ling Muyun.

Zhou Xing should be younger than himself, but he kept saying what he said for the heavens, which made Ling Muyun almost laugh.

"Here? I'm afraid that we didn't hurt the people who passed by, why don't we go out of the city? Seeing Zhou Xing's hesitation, Ling Muyun said excitedly: "What? Don't Zhou Gongzi dare? ”

"Why? I'm a grandmaster cultivator, I'm afraid you won't succeed. ”

Ling Muyun was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh.

The grandmaster mentioned by Zhou Xing should be the division of the realm of the Great Jin, and since he arrived in the Great Jin, he always subconsciously confuses the realm of the grandmaster with the great grandmaster.

"It's still the statement of the king of the northwest, which makes more sense."

Ling Muyun thought silently.

"What do you care? What are you laughing at? Zhou Xing put away his sword, jumped to sit on the other side of the carriage, and was not guarded, and continued: "Don't play any tricks! ”

"I'm a few years older, so naturally I don't play any tricks."

"The older I get, the more I think about deceit!"

Ling Muyun shook his head.

Ruyang Zhou, a Confucian heirloom, how did he come to Zhou Xing, but there is a taste of nonsense?