A meal was disturbed by Xiang Xi.
Ling Muyun didn't think there was anything wrong.
I can see the descendants of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest. Although they are down and out, they still have the elegance and freedom of Xiang Xiu.
Just talk about the shameless energy when eating.
After Xiang Xiu was forced to become an official after "Jishan's ambition", he said to Sima Zhao, "People like Chao Fu and Xu You did not understand Emperor Yao's desire to seek talents, so their secluded life is not worthy of envy." "The same kind of words are the same.
"I don't know if Xiang Xi is practicing Xiaoyaoyou or Ji Kangjian. If it's Xiaoyaoyou, I should let him use it, and he won't lose my five ingots of gold."
Since handing over the belongings to Ling Ying, Ling Muyun's package has been getting thinner and thinner day by day. If he continues to be lavish as usual, it is still unclear whether he can return to Shenxiandu.
"You can't be like Xiang Xi, licking your face to eat and drink..."
"Get out of the way!"
A voice interrupted Ling Muyun's thoughts.
Looking for the reputation, I saw an ox cart, pulled by nine cows, shouting in front and behind, and it was so majestic.
Next to the crossbar of the car, there was a person standing with his hands raised. The fake ax in his hand was plated with gold and shone in the light.
"Cooking cakes, cooking cakes!"
Ling Muyun just wanted to avoid the scenery like this, but the silly guy next to him shouting "Cuibing" was really interesting.
Especially the person who is covering his mouth and pulling him back. He has a strange appearance and a clear and clear wind. He comforts him in his mouth: "Brother! Go home and eat. What's so strange about a broken holiday ax? Nine-shaped Luan wheel, Huangwu Zuohuan, Haven’t we sat there before?”
"Cooking cakes, cooking cakes!" Haner sat on the ground and cried loudly, his legs and feet kept bouncing.
"I should have known I wouldn't have brought you out. Damn it, Daozi is passing through the border, acting like an emperor on a trip, with a lot of fanfare, and the people in the mountains have never seen the world."
Sima Daozi was granted the title of King of Kuaiji, and in the eyes of men, he became a commoner in the mountains.
Ling Muyun couldn't help but smile.
"Sooner or later, one day I'll drink you to death."
The man finally managed to persuade Han'er, but when he saw Ling Muyun staring at him, feeling a little embarrassed, and feeling his faint inner energy, he guessed that he was also a Taoist, so he spoke first, "Huan Xuan, be polite."
Huan Wen's son, Huan Xuan.
Ling Muyun suddenly realized.
Just now he said that Jiu Qi Luan Chariot and Huang Wu Zuo Huan were gifts given to Huan Wen. He thought he was just talking casually, but who would have thought that it was not just nonsense.
"Ling Muyun, I have met the Duke."
Huanxuan attacked Duke Nanjun, so it was called Huannanjun.
"What is the difference between a county prince and a county prince? If a great hero like me does not control the situation in the court, it is the loss of his Sima family."
Huan Xuan pulled up Han'er who was sitting on the ground and continued: "My brother, Huan Yi."
Ling Muyun cupped his hands as Sima Daozi's bullock cart passed by.
Quiet and devoid of desires, he is not as addicted to alcohol and debauchery as rumored.
Sima Daozi turned his head slightly, looked at Ling Muyun, and then moved back.
"Grandmaster!"
Ling Muyun kept his expression calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Just one glance made me feel like I was on pins and needles.
Let’s not mention the advanced level of his cultivation. I think he must have cultivated evil methods.
"Zoroastrianism? Zoroastrianism? Or Shuten Doji?"
"What are you looking at!" Huan Xuan's voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it. After the ox cart had gone away, he said to Ling Muyun: "As a Taoist, how can you be so polite to him? Taoism does not respect the emperor. , I don’t pay homage to the Duke, don’t you know this?”
Ling Muyun really didn't know.
This is the first time I have heard of this.
Seeing the confusion on his face, Huan Xuan continued: "When I arrive at Longhu Mountain, I will ask Tianshi Zhang for an ultimatum. When I see Sima Daozi, I must stare at him with my eyes!"
"The Duke is going to Longhu Mountain?"
"It's a grand ceremony, and all Taoist sects from all over the world are gathered together. How can you not go?" Huan Xuangu lowered his eyes and said, "Should I go with you? I have some trivial matters."
"Farewell to the Duke for now." Ling Muyun cupped his hands.
He did intend to go with him, but unexpectedly, Huan Xuan guessed his thoughts in advance.
"Didn't I tell you? I won't pay homage to the Duke! However, with the way you are dressed, it's really hard to believe that you are a Taoist."
Bu Yi, just to keep a low profile and give up publicity, made Huan Xuan sneer: "A Taoist should look like a Taoist."
The pendant on Huan Xuan's waist is the yin and yang surrounded by dragon patterns.
"Been taught a lesson!"
Ling Muyun turned around and returned to the inn, entered the woodshed, and put on a white feather coat: "From now on, when you meet the princes, generals and ministers, there will be no need for red tape."
He looked at his own attire again, and the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he became: "It seems that giving Yao Chang a miracle was not in vain."
Ling Muyun went out again, wearing a Taoist bun, which made the shop owner's eyes light up: How could a Taoist come to the small shop?
"If you don't hit the tip, you won't be able to stay in the store!"
"What a genius. Before I even spoke, I already knew what I wanted to say."
Ling Muyun left Liyang and traveled around the mountains and rivers, admiring flowers and the moon. In the evening, he took things as he came and practiced meditation cross-legged.
Unconsciously, my cultivation has improved a lot.
The true Qi is more pure. Looking inwards, the True Qi and the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth seem to form a closed loop.
During the breath, there is Yuan Qi surging in the meridians, like a big river.
What surprised him even more was that the blue water droplets in his dantian suddenly had the potential to turn into springs, surrounded by thunder.
"Dunjia Tianshu" In more than a month, in addition to escaping from the ground a thousand miles away, he also learned another way to escape from the ground: landslide.
In an instant, the ground shook.
Extremely powerful.
What pleased him the most was that under the guidance of Old Liu of the Flower Garden, combined with Liu Ziji's true energy transformation line, he was able to explore his own true energy hundreds of feet away.
Compared with the feeling of overflowing true Qi, it is clearer.
It’s no different than sight.
"It saves you the time of looking around."
Unfortunately, after mastering the first Luoshen pose, there was no improvement. The second and seventh Luoshen poses shown by Mo Ren were still missing.
Could it be true that as Youbai said, all you need to do is learn the first move?
But I have already mastered the first move.
It made his heart itch.
He has seen the power of the first style before.
Under the simplicity, the wind cracks and the sky breaks.
And that thunder method, in more than a month, the thunder method was completely destroyed, and the thirty-six thunder methods were not improved even one.
"If there is a thunder pool with thirty-six thunders, just save some effort."
"Fortunately, the Ling family's matter has been resolved, and I have realized a few things."
The only one who dared not try again was Big Hole Thunder.
The third thunder of the Ten Thunders is the Big Hole Thunder and the fourth thunder of the Thirty-six Thunders is the Great Clear Big Hole Thunder.
With the help of the fusion of Yushu thunder, Ling Muyun tried to send out two thunders at the same time like Yushu.
If it weren't for the state of mind, he would have been on the verge of life and death, so he used the Earth Escape method twice in advance.
He was afraid that he would die on the spot under his own thunder.
Wild Notes from Wuhu: That day, under the starry sky, the thunder was thundering, and there was a mountain turned into a pond.
It can be seen that its power has exceeded Ling Muyun's limit.
Not to mention the exhaustion of his true energy, the backlash he suffered was that he vomited three liters of blood dozens of miles away.
Fortunately, he met Xu Qiufu and rescued him from the mountain stream.
Otherwise, instead of dying under the thunder, he would fall off the cliff and die.
