Undercurrents surged in the Jin Dynasty.
Along the way, what I saw was whitewashed peace.
"I taught Captive Four the stick technique, which is called the Seven-Jieval Stick. One stick has seven kalpas, a total of seven sticks, which combines forty-nine kalpas. It was born out of Wei Tuotian, one of the Vajra Gods."
Brother Ye said to Ling Muyun who was lying on the bullock cart looking at the sky.
"Hmm! Is heaven the same as earth?"
"Practice is more important. There are still Confucian restrictions in the world, but strength is respected in heaven."
"How can we still fight and kill when we are already beyond life and death?"
"The war between alien races continues not only in the human world, but also in the sky."
As soon as Brother Ye finished speaking, a white cloud floated from the sky, as big as cotton wool.
It's like being dragged by someone.
"The Tianxunsi doesn't care about the discussions and speculations in the human world, but if you are in the realm of heaven and humans, everything you say and do is under the control of the Tianxunsi. Things in heaven will have to wait until the young master opens the gate of heaven to experience it on his own."
After the white clouds disappeared, Brother Ye continued.
“Nanyang’s roast chicken and pan noodles are the best. I saw them in Kyushu Fun Stories and they are still fresh in my memory.”
Ling Muyun changed the topic.
"Interesting anecdotes about Kyushu?"
"Folk talk." After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he took out the "Dunjia Heavenly Book" from his waist and studied the contents in the book.
The list goes on and on.
"Is there really such a thing as inescaping?"
Ling Muyun asked in confusion.
Since ancient times, food has been the most important thing for people. If you don’t eat one meal, you will feel hungry. How can you go without eating for a hundred days?
"There is indeed a theory of fasting in the practice of cultivation. However, if practitioners use the texture and rely only on the true energy, it will not be beneficial to the body. However, as an immortal king, what is important is not to eat essence, but not not to eat."
After all, Brother Ye was from Tongtianya. Not only did he know a lot, but his words were also well-founded.
"Do you know Dunjia Heavenly Book?"
"There are three thousand great avenues, and there are many ways to practice them. The Dunjia Heavenly Book is divided into heaven escape, earth escape, human escape, cloud escape, wind escape, tiger escape, dragon escape, god escape, and ghost escape. The most important ones are heaven escape, Earth escape and human escape are called the three escapes. There are many wonderful methods, which are rare and wonderful books even in the heaven. Zuo Ci has such a good fortune, and he has truly gathered great luck."
"Do you know how to use the Dunjia Heavenly Book?"
"No, I only cultivate my strength." Brother Ye shook his head.
"How high is Grand Master's Thunderous Dharma in heaven?" Ling Muyun's curiosity was driven and he kept asking questions.
Fortunately, Brother Ye has a good temper and answers all questions.
"I've never heard of it, but I see that Young Master's Thunder Technique is not a human realm technique."
Lai Jiu once said that the original name of "Grand Master's Thunder Zhengfa" was not that. At that time, he was sad for a while and did not ask further questions. Now, it has become a mystery.
According to Brother Ye, the thunder technique he cultivated is not considered superior, and is similar to the Thunder Technique of the Heavenly Realm.
Tongtianya is located in a remote place, and there may be relevant records in the Sutra Pavilion, but for my own cultivation, I have never read a few books.
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“The closer we get to the hinterland of Dajin, the stronger the cultural atmosphere becomes.”
There are many colleges in Nanyang City, and the sound of reading loudly from time to time can be heard.
In comparison, the Goulan place for listening to music seemed a bit shabby.
"I'm going to visit you this afternoon. It's a bit abrupt. Let's stay here first and wait until noon tomorrow before we visit again."
Ling Muyun thought for a moment and settled down in Tanchun Tower for the time being.
The reason why I chose Tanchun Tower is because the couplet says, "Tanchun Nanyang thinks about the past, and Xizhou reminisces about the red makeup after singing."
The shopkeeper, Xie Nan, spends her prime years and likes to show herself in red makeup.
Ling Muyun unreasonably guessed that the couplets at the door were a little more powdery and should have been written by Xie Nan.
"One roast chicken, two bowls of pan noodles." Ling Muyun still chose to sit by the window.
"Add a portion of Yangsu yellow wine to the guest as a gift." Xie Nan looked at Ling Muyun and nodded slightly.
Outside of Nanyang, although there is also rice wine, the taste is much worse than the rice wine brewed from Nanyang corn.
"My guest's accent sounds like a foreigner. Where are you from?"
Tanchun Tower is the second largest inn in Nanyang City. The innkeeper, Xie Nantian, has met many people from all over the world.
When Ling Muyun entered the store and spoke, she roughly knew where he came from.
"I came from Dingbei to follow my family's footsteps."
When the guests were greeted at the inn, it was difficult to distinguish between those who told the truth and those who told lies. Xie Nan simply regarded everything that everyone said as the truth.
"When you come to Nanyang, you always have to drink a cup of Yangsu yellow wine to make your visit worthwhile."
"Thank you, shopkeeper."
The business in the store was deserted, with only Ling Muyun dining at one table.
Coupled with Xie Nan's gift of wine, the few words seemed familiar.
From Xie Nan’s mouth, I learned that there are not a few people who worship in the Zoroastrian church, and they respect Ahura Mazda as the main god and a good god.
Thirty miles to the south, there is the county of Nieming, where Liu Ziji lives in seclusion and is known as a noble scholar.
Zhu Xu of the Zhu family in Yiyang, Nanyang, was a famous general in the world and is now General Yingyang.
The Fan family of Shunyang, Nanyang, has studied Confucian classics for many years and adhered to the art. Fan Tai and Fan Hongzhi started their careers as doctors of Taixue.
More interesting things are like Tao Yuanming, Mr. Wuliu, who worked as a city gatekeeper for half a month, but he didn't see anyone for ten days.
Xie Nan talked eloquently and talked about Nanyang's customs and customs one by one, which saved Ling Muyun a lot of energy.
"Prefect Lu Zongzhi, how can I get along with you? To be honest with the shopkeeper, we would like to pay a visit." Ling Muyun asked.
"He lives in seclusion, likes drinking, and is loyal. Little else is known about him."
"Thank you, shopkeeper, for your advice."
Since Lu Zong is good at wine, when he visits tomorrow, he naturally cannot leave empty-handed.
I wanted to just take some valuable things in the package, but I thought it would be too abrupt, which would make Lu Zong unhappy and cause trouble.
"Guide is beyond the pale. If you want to bring wine, you can try my home-brewed rice wine, which is filled with some pine cones and fermented. It has a unique flavor."
Just as Ling Muyun was about to hand over his hand to thank him, Xie Nan continued: "It only costs five taels of gold for an altar, and there is no need to deceive anyone."
"Take up two altars."
"The red box has the same hardware, so you can't drag the jar with your hands, right?" Xie Nan blinked. .
"good."
Xie Nan secretly regretted that although the rice wine was brewed by her own hands, it was not worth the gold.
However, the luxurious appearance of the two of them when they entered the store made her think of extorting money.
First, they got close to him and asked him what he wanted, and then Huangjiu offered a price for the hardware, but the Ling family master didn't counter-offer.
If I had known this, I should have asked for more.
"Young master, if you have any other instructions, please feel free to ask them. The shop can satisfy them." Xie Nan wanted to add some words from other aspects.
"Is there a good place to listen to music?"
Ling Muyun's addiction was over.
When he was in prison, he was bored. Ling Muyun once hummed a few words and was splashed all over his face by Zuo Weng's drink, so he didn't dare to speak.
Now that I have arrived in Nanyang, I finally caught the opportunity and naturally wanted to listen to a few songs.
Xie Nan originally thought that Ling Muyun was a rich young man who had no experience in the world, but when she heard his appeal, she was stunned for a moment: He was still a slut.
"Peach Blossom Spring. After exiting the store, turn left, and you'll be there soon."
