General Lu Guang returned to Guzang from Qiuci, and took charge of the Liangzhou governor and the Qiang guard captain, and he had a vague tendency to become self-reliant.
But no one dared to say that Lu Guang had rebelled, especially the countries in the Western Regions, who listened to Confucianism everywhere and lost the eccentricity of the past.
Starting from the eighth year of Taiyuan, Lu Guang used 70,000 elite troops to defeat all the countries in the Western Regions and brought them to their knees. The land was scraped three feet away, so that for more than a month, the two of them walked on the main road without encountering any strong winds or waves.
However, Dunhuang is difficult to enter.
Prefect Yao Jing is searching for traces of "rebels" with great fanfare.
All people entering and leaving Dunhuang must be carefully interrogated. The yellow and white things that were always unfavorable in the past have become a model for Qiu's incompetence.
"Brother Ling, look who's on the wanted list?" Jia Nianxi held his chin, as if it was none of his business.
Ling Muyun was still stretching his neck to watch the soldiers interrogate him. When Jia Nianxi reminded him, he turned his eyes to the wanted list: Liang Yin.
Liang Yin is in Dunhuang?
"Can you feel it?" Ling Muyun asked.
"The mirror has hidden the cultivation, I can't feel it." Jia Nianxi still looked innocent.
"Mirror? Liang Yin?" Ling Muyun turned to Jia Nianxi: "The same person?"
"It was the mirror that possessed Liang Yin." Seeing that Ling Muyun was still confused, Jia Nianxi continued: "The ability of the mirror is to seize it, seal the soul of the original owner into the mirror, and obtain the body of the original owner himself."
"That's the mirror you're talking about, and it's no longer Liang Yin."
If the soul is taken away and only a skin is left, wouldn't it be the same as being a different person?
"No, Liang Yin is still Liang Yin. I can't explain it anyway. Just kill him when you see him." Jia Nianxi sat on the other side of the car.
"Didn't you save me last time?" Ling Muyun asked in surprise.
"It's a promise to save him, and it's our nature to kill him. Why did your formation have so little power?"
Jia Nianxi said complainingly.
"What promise? I'm getting more and more curious."
Ling Muyun's questioning was interrupted by interrogation.
The search was careful, even the bottom of the car was searched.
Especially after Ling Muyun's wig was taken off, his height was measured and compared. Finally, he rubbed it on his face for a long time to make sure that there was no disguise or other magic before putting it in.
"My hair has grown, there is really no need to wear it." Ling Muyun threw the wig aside and touched the new hair.
"Brother Ling, I think your cultivation is particularly strong when you are bald."
"Why?"
"Everyone with a bald head looks fierce."
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Dunhuang City is one of the hubs between the East and the West. Not to mention its glory, the most commendable thing is its Buddhist culture.
It is said that the monk Le Fu was passing through the mountains of Dunhuang when he suddenly saw a golden light shining like ten thousand Buddhas appearing, so he dug the first cave in the rock wall.
After that, Zen Master Fa Liang and others continued to build caves here to practice meditation, which were called "Mogao Grottoes".
Therefore, in Dunhuang, in addition to merchants, the most common people are monks and bhikshunis who have practiced Mahayana and Hinayana.
Ling Muyun found an inn closest to the city.
He had no interest in finding out about Liang Yin and Jing. As for Liang Yin being wanted, he had no interest in getting involved.
No matter from any angle, Liang Yin may not be a good candidate.
After washing away the dust and eating, Ling Muyun lay on the large bed and began to think wildly.
I wonder at which city gate the Northwest King was beaten to the point of losing his armor?
Is Lu Ji still in Dunhuang?
Leaving in a hurry, would Lu Ji be so angry that he would intercept me halfway again when he found out that I had passed through Dunhuang?
Suddenly, that frightening breath came over.
"Liang Yin?"
After careful exploration, Ling Muyun determined that it was indeed Liang Yin's aura.
Within a moment, large groups of people once again appeared throughout Dunhuang City, searching for Liang Yin from house to house.
Ling Muyun sat up cross-legged, secretly using his true energy to reduce the discomfort caused by the aura.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, accompanied by the shaking of the earth and the shouts of the tenants, and Ling Muyun pushed open the door.
"Bitch, return the Yin-Yang Blood Mirror, so that I can forget the blame for what you did to me." Liang Yin held a bronze mirror with silver light in his hand, blocking the door of the inn.
"Jing, whoever took your things should be dealt with by you. There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. But you are as good as ever. Isn't it shameful to take out your anger on your savior?"
Jia Nianxi sat on the chandelier of the inn, swinging on the swing, and made sarcastic remarks.
The broken stairs were crumbling, and the loud noise just now must have been caused by the two of them.
"Hmph! When you fall into my hands, I will make you suffer the pain of refining your soul." Liang Yin shook the bronze mirror in his hand, and a ray of silver light hit the chandelier.
Jia Nianxi dodged the attack, floated behind Ling Muyun, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Ling, someone is bullying me."
"I really have no intention of getting involved in the matter between you two."
Ling Muyun didn't want to participate in this confused fight and leaned aside.
"Brother Ling is so ruthless. Have you never thought about why Sima Wei asked me to help you?"
Ling Muyun is not a stupid person. Since the Northwest King asked Jia Nianxi to search for the national jade seal together, he naturally has deep meaning.
"How many enemies have you made?"
"What did Brother Ling say? He's just an ungrateful guy." Jia Nianxi turned his eyes, and then said: "I have solved the rest by myself!"
"Liang Yin, mirror?" Ling Muyun's hand flashed with lightning: "How about letting this matter go?"
"Ling Muyun? I almost didn't recognize you after shaving my hair and eyebrows. Why, do you want to go through this flood?" Liang Yin looked at Ling Muyun with cold eyes.
"I don't want to get involved in the matter between you two."
In fact, Ling Muyun and Liang Yin had no grudge, it was just caused by their aura.
If Liang Yin hadn't suddenly become violent, he wouldn't have formed a Liangzi that wasn't really a Liangzi.
"You also have to be qualified to get involved! Get out!" As soon as Liang Yin finished speaking, a silver light suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror in his hand, and it struck Ling Muyun like a sword.
Behind is the guest room, and there are many tenants on the second floor who have not had time to go downstairs because the stairs were broken.
Ling Muyun did not dodge, and the lightning in his hand turned into a thunder chain, blocking the silver light.
"Let's see how many of them you can block! Jing: Hua."
Liang Yin saw that the silver light was blocked and the bronze mirror rotated in the air.
Strands of silver light hung down like willows, sparkling and emitting a halo like moonlight.
The bright moon hangs in the west.
In the small courtyard of the Ling family in Dingbeicheng.
Ling Hao is teaching Ling Muyun Thunder Technique.
Ji Fengxian was covered with a blanket and coughed from time to time.
But when he looked at the father and son in the courtyard, his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Brother Hao, Yun'er is still young, so be patient."
"Why can't you discipline your own children? It's windy outside. Go back to the house quickly." Ling Hao picked up Ji Fengxian and patted Ling Muyun on the head: "Understand for yourself and cultivate the first true energy as soon as possible."
Ling Muyun sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully feeling the thunder power of heaven and earth, but no matter what, he couldn't find the so-called true energy.
"What's the use of learning this!"
Ling Muyun was so angry that he took a stone and threw it at the door.
"boom"
"Sir, are you angry again?" Lame Jiu's leg was as lame as ever.
"You can't learn these things for a living!" Ling Muyun's cheeks were bulging, as if they were stuffed with two chicken eggs.
"Maybe I'll use it in the future. Master, you have so many skills that you can't overwhelm yourself. Besides, the master and his wife can't be by your side all the time!"
Laijiu sat next to Ling Muyun and handed Ling Muyun a stone to throw to vent his anger.
"How could it be? I want to go with..."
"Parents!" Ling Muyun's eyes were stunned, and the thunder in his palm was spinning rapidly in his hand.
Before Liang Yin's dagger could get close, Ling Muyun struck his bronze mirror with a thunderbolt from his palm.
