At first, it was just the left hand, pinching and pinching. Then the man threw away the dust and peace in his right hand, and began to pinch his hands.

He began to pinch section by section, but the more he pinched, the deeper the man's brow furrowed.

"Uhh

Mu Jinglu looked at the speed of the man's hands in astonishment, and there was only amazement and pity in his heart. Ay... What a poor man, this hand speed, if you are not single for thousands of years, how can you practice it!

"Senior, slow down, be careful of kidney deficiency. "The pasture path is not able to stand it, and the mouth interrupts the man's hand speed.

The man was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at the pastoral path with a confused expression, and asked himself in doubt: How did he know that the deity was deficient in kidneys?

"Ahem!" The man coughed embarrassedly twice and said lightly, "Where does the donor come from?"

Mu Jinglu was slightly stunned, his face turned black and disappeared, and he said lightly: "It's an accident down there!"

Puff puff... The man sprayed, and so did the people behind the pastoral path.

"Where are you going?"

"Return to the Heavenly Dao!"

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and his heart sprayed again: I'm going to the special heavenly way, a stunned boy, more foolish than the deity.

Why is it true that according to what he said, the deity deduced it turned out to be true?

The man stared at the pastoral path with a shocked expression, and the fingers of his hands pinched faster.

Push forward more than a year, a void; Can't see it for a day?

What the hell is this kid in front of the deity? The man raised his hands and shaved his hair into a mess.

Crazy? Isn't it? I'm just rambling a couple of sentences and driving him crazy? His mental endurance is so poor. Forget it, don't bully people too much. Mu Jinglu thought about it, and opened his mouth and called softly: "Dao Chief?"

"Ahh

There was a loud bang, and several people on the pastoral path were shocked and flew out.

Bang... The sound of several falling to the ground sounded, and several people on the pastoral path fell to the ground hard.

What kind of monster did you encounter? Pastoral Road cursed and climbed up.

At this time, the fortune teller was already like a demon, his hands were constantly sealed, and the dust did not know when it had returned to the hands of the fortune teller.

The tall and mighty Taoist kept waving the dust, and his mouth kept popping out of the huge font that made him dizzy, floating towards the sky, and then banging and exploding, sprinkling glittering golden light in the air.

"Dao ancestor Xuanwei, the law borrows the law, checks the previous life, looks at the next life, and breaks the reincarnation. Haste as a law, pardon!"

The fortune teller roared, and the sky suddenly covered the top with dark clouds, and thunder roared.

There were a few loud crackles, and several purple thunderbolts rushed towards the fortune teller.

What is this person doing, making the heavens angry!! Mu Jinglu exclaimed, and hurriedly lay on the ground, not daring to move.

The few people who accompanied him did the same, kicking their buttocks, and looking at the fortune teller with frightened and curious eyes.

In the blink of an eye, all the thunder and lightning fell on the fortune teller.

With a loud bang, the fortune teller stopped, and the clouds and thunder and lightning that covered the sky disappeared.

"Poof! ha!"

Looking at the appearance of the fortune teller at this time, Mu Jinglu couldn't hold back, covered his stomach, and laughed. Ding Fang, Duanmu Xing and others who accompanied them also couldn't hold back, and they squirted wildly.

However, a few people were much more reserved than the pastoral path, and they tried to hold back their smiles after spraying. Even the corners of the mouth of the dumb Seven Tombs kept twitching.

At this time, the fortune teller was slashed by the purple thunder and only his pants remained, and his whole body was black.

The hair that had been kneaded messily by the fortune teller himself stood up in a circle, and a thin tip was left on the top. With the black smoke rising from the drift, Mu Jinglu reminded him of all kinds of stickers in his previous life.

The dust was still held in the hands of the fortune teller, but it was used as a fig leaf by the fortune teller to cover his chest.

The two bright eyes blinked one by one, in stark contrast to the jet black of the face, like a very ...

"Ahem!poof!" the fortune teller couldn't control it, coughed lightly, and puffed out a puff of black smoke from the mouth of the mysterious Taoist.

was laughed at by the pastoral path, and the fortune teller was eager to turn into the cracks in the ground. Now another puff of black smoke makes the fortune teller want to die in shame.

After laughing for a long time, Mu Jinglu finally stopped laughing, and arched his hand to the fortune teller from a long distance: "Dao Chief, are you okay?"

The mighty and tall Taoist ignored the pasture path, turned around sharply, and all the black on his body fell off. At the same time as he turned around, there was an extra cyan Dao robe in his hand, which covered the Daoist in the blink of an eye.

Even though the Taoist was very fast, Mu Jinglu still caught a glimpse of the fortune teller's big, warped, tender white ass.

The fortune teller tidied up his clothes slightly, and walked over with a dark face, and said in a deep voice: "Are you holding back?"

Ding Fang and the others looked at the fortune teller who came with a fierce face, and their hearts were shocked, and they hurriedly said: "It's not uncomfortable!"

"Oh, no!

At this time, Ding Fang was abnormal, his head turned quickly, and he quickly changed his words.

The fortune teller's face darkened and darkened, and he stopped a few steps in front of Mu Jinglu and the others. The pavement of the pasture road was pale, and although he knew that he was not the opponent of the fortune teller, his right hand still held the hilt of the broken sword, and his expression became more and more vigilant.

Heaven doesn't allow me to calculate the cause and effect of this kid, it seems that don't offend him, the devil knows what the identity of this kid will be. The fortune teller thought and let out a long breath.

"The peach forest meets the jade, the fate is unknowable, the pity is a wisp, and the annihilation wheel is divided into two lives. The fortune teller suddenly opened his mouth and read the verses, looked at Mu Jinglu with great meaning, and said: "Little brother, cherish the present, otherwise you may regret it for several lifetimes." ”

"What many lifetimes?" Mu Jinglu was shocked, and said with a look of disbelief on the surface: "The theory of reincarnation has not been confirmed so far, where have you been in many lifetimes?"

"Why lie to yourself?" the fortune teller waved his hand indifferently and said, "This word is put here, little brother can do it himself." ”

Mu Jinglu had a calm face, and asked with his hand: "Can the Taoist chief untie the sign for the kid, and what do you mean by telling the boy those few poems?"

"Hehe, the secret of heaven must not be revealed. Don't say! Don't say!" the fortune teller chuckled and turned slowly.

The deity is not stupid, just a fortune teller almost put his own life into it, and I will give you a lot? Hmph! The fortune teller thought about it, taking a figure-eight step, planning to go to the pastoral path and wait for others.

"Dao Chief, can you leave your honorific name so that the kid..."

It's rare to meet a mysterious person who talks about reincarnation, and Mu Jinglu naturally doesn't want to give up. Besides, the verses read by the Taoist did not understand a single word of the pastoral path.

"Hahaha..."The fortune teller laughed and interrupted the pastoral path, and said with his back to the pastoral path: "You don't have to know each other when you meet, this way is just a fortune teller." Forget it. ”

Mu Jinglu took a step forward, and was about to speak, but he didn't want the fortune teller to turn around and look at Mu Jinglu, turned back again, and then turned his head again, stroked a piece of hair like on his head, blinked his eyes and asked, "Elegant?"

I am elegant to your sister!, Mu Jinglu's eyes widened, and he shouted and cursed in his heart.

The fortune teller seemed to be very satisfied with Mu Jinglu's reaction, smiled lightly, stepped out with one foot, and suddenly disappeared in front of Mu Jinglu and the others.

The pasture road that reacted hated itchy.

What the hell is this guy here to be funny? said an inexplicable verse, patted his ass and left.

Peach forest meets jade?

What is Puyu? It can't be the long legs after the transformation. But that doesn't seem right.

What is Puyu? Mu Jing Lu tried his best to recall everything he had encountered in the peach forest, but after thinking about it, Mu Jing Lu never understood what he had experienced in the peach forest was Puyu.

The middle two sentences are easy to understand, and they seem to be talking about interesting things between two lovers. The last half of the sentence expresses that the two people who seem to love each other have not finally become married, is it caused by the so-called annihilation chakra?

But what is the Chakra of Oblivion?

The fortune teller said this to himself, and it was obvious that he should be the male protagonist in the poem, but he didn't seem to have a constant love affair with any woman now, right?

Mu Jinglu really couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Luzi, isn't it time to go? It's getting dark. ”

Ding Fang interrupted Mu Jinglu's contemplation, Mu Jinglu raised his head, looked at the sky, nodded lightly, and said, "Let's go." ”

Then, in the confusion of everyone, he walked towards a mountain village outside the peach forest.

"Luzi, you're finally back. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the small village, Gu Xiu hurried to the front of the pasture road, looked back and forth several times, left and right, and was relieved after confirming that the pasture road did not have any scars.

"Mother, pack up your things, let's get out of here right away. ”

Gu Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded suddenly, looking a little flustered.

"My name is Wu Liang, and now I am Brother Lu Zi's younger brother, and I want to meet my aunt. When Gu Xiu turned around, Wu Liang stepped forward to face Gu Xiu with a fist and bowed again, which made Gu Xiu a little embarrassed.

Lu Zhu and the Seven Tombs also hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Gu Xiu with their fists. Lu Zhuben is a reckless man, and the sound of laughter can be transmitted for many miles. If he hadn't come back with the pastoral path, Gu Xiu would definitely be scared. But even so, Gu Xiu's face was a little pale.

The Seven Tombs, which seemed a little silent, made Gu Xiu take a look at it.

There weren't many salutes, and Gu Xiu quickly cleaned them up. The previous carriage was not sold, and Gu Xiu was still allowed to sit in the carriage, and everyone accompanied him on foot.

Passing through the town, the pasture road was not stingy, and one person bought a horse to walk, wanting to get out of Yuzhou as soon as possible and rush to Liangzhou.

Yingzheng's reaction was fast enough, and along the way, Mu Jinglu saw ten waves of Yuzhou soldiers and horses looking for people everywhere. If it weren't for the preparation of the pastoral path and the fact that everyone was disguised, I am afraid that they would have been stopped by the soldiers of Yuzhou State.

Along the way, Ding Fang ate more and more, and his weight began to rise continuously, and in less than a month, he caught up with his previous weight, and once again changed from a handsome man to a round fat man.

Mu Jinglu dressed himself as a young master of Shangjia and let Ding Fang be a coachman. Arranged two carts of cloth at will, and let Duanmu Xing, Qitomb, and Lu Zhu be guards. As for Wuliang, who was full of trains, he was naturally dressed up as a servant and a housekeeper, and he was dotted all the way.

After getting along for more than a month, Mu Jinglu also got to know a little bit about the few people who joined his team.

Wu Liang was really a young master of businessman before, in order to realize his ideals, Wu Liang left home independently and traveled the world. It is said that Wu Liang was lucky, and found a book of law decisions of unknown grade in an unknown cave, and embarked on the path of cultivation.

Lu Zhu was originally a man in the green forest. Lu Zhu had been practicing the number of forging bodies before, and he was also a well-known master in the green forest.

With his tenacious heart and extraordinary understanding, Lu Zhu broke through the shackles of mortal bodies before the age of forty and stepped into Yizang.

In the next three years, without any cultivation resources, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the consummation of the Five Tibets. It's a pity that Lu Zhu didn't have a corresponding decision, completed the foundation building, stepped into the red step, and became a real monk.

It is also for this reason that Lu Zhucai plans to go to the secret realm of Xudu to bump his luck.

As for the Seven Tombs, for the rest of the month, the pastoral path did not have any information that could know their background. Pastoral path road is not the one who breaks the casserole and asks to the end, seeing that the seven tombs are vague and unwilling to explain, the pastoral path road also gave up.

It was also a loss to Wuliang, and the people of Mujing Road spent a little gold and silver, and after three months, they rushed to the junction of the three states of Henan, Yong, and Liang, Wudu City.

There are two rivers to the west of Wudu, which are Hengshui and Yangshui.

Through the two waters, it can easily go west out of Yongzhou, and then connect to the land of the Western Regions.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the god Erlang drove the dragon and the phoenix to the two waters. The patriarch of Mount Tai traveled to the two waters, and was attracted by the feng shui of the dragon head mountain beam, that is, he inserted a silver needle in the dragon head to mark it, and wanted to set up a temple.

Erlang God knew this, but threw a hole coin to cover the silver needle, and Taishan Patriarch reasoned, the two said that there was a silver needle first, and a said that there was a coin first, and they did not give in.

At this time, a farmer surnamed Wen in Liangshuiqian Village happened to pass by, and the two immortals hurriedly asked the old farmer to referee successively, and the old farmer said, "There is a silver needle first!" and left. The patriarch of Mount Tai was reasonable, so he chose the dragon vein auspicious place to settle down in the temple, and he was satisfied. Erlang God lost reason, so he naturally left.

Later, the old woman Wen was critically ill, and in order to repay the old Wen, the ancestor of Mount Tai dreamed that after the woman swallowed her breath, she immediately poured her clothes into the Longshan Pond, and the descendants will emerge the true dragon son of heaven.

But when he was buried, Lao Wen couldn't bear to take off his wife's clothes to the first layer of underwear, so the body was thrown into the pool and hung by the dragon's horns.

Liu Bowen, the minister of the dynasty, hurriedly observed the stars, and saw that there was a dragon vein and starlight looming in the direction of Jiezhou, so he went to the field to investigate. Finally, there is a dragon-shaped mountain range between the two rivers that emerges abruptly, the momentum is magnificent, the bow waist bows the head, the shape is like galloping, and the phoenix mountain range (Jinping) flying in the south of the Yangtze River constitutes a royal scene of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the wild dragon chasing the phoenix.

After discovering the problem, Liu Bowen naturally wanted to solve it, so he organized the military and civilians to dig up the dragon head veins, destroy the crypts, and change the access to water, so as to relieve the worries of the Ming Dynasty.

After cutting off the dragon vein, then organize manpower to divert the river back to the river, so that the water dragon becomes a dry dragon. The head of the evil dragon was disconnected, and the dragon veins turned into a white dragon and flew away from this place.

As for what happened between Erlang God and Taishan Patriarch later, no one knows. But it is also because of the legend that between the two rivers west of Wudu, there have always been many people who go to explore the legendary fairy gods.

Now that they have come to the border of Yuzhou, there are fewer and fewer Yuzhou sergeants along the way. Coupled with the fact that Erlang God can be named in the legend, Mu Jinglu naturally feels that this legend may have some connection with the previous life. In this way, the pastoral path naturally wants to go to the two rivers and one view.

Although he was anxious to go to Liangzhou to find the Sword Pavilion station, Mu Jinglu had no clue about finding the Sword Pavilion. After thinking about it, after a little discussion with everyone, Mu Jinglu planned to go to Liangshui to have a look first.

As for Gu Xiu, Mu Jinglu asked Ding Fang and the others to stay and take care of them, let Ding Fang and the others go to Liangzhou first, and he brought the Seven Tombs and Lu Zhu, who were good at fighting.

After many days, the three of them walked hundreds of miles northwest and arrived between the two rivers.

Naturally, I met a lot of monks along the way, and they all seemed to be running for the legends. If you want to be in the land of legends, most of them are low-level monks, most of them are low-level monks, most of them are monks who have not yet completed the foundation, and there are many red-level monks.

As for the few orange-rank monks, they should all be passing by.

"Brother Mu, is this legend made up by the folk? There doesn't seem to be anything special between the two waters. ”

The three of them had reverted to their monks' attire, and Lu Zhu carried himself and his unique sickle axe, looking around with disdain.

The pasture path is also a little confused, and most of the mountains between the two rivers are bare, and there seems to be nothing special about it.

Mu Jinglu sighed slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay, just take a look at the customs of Yongzhou." ”

"But then again, this place in Yongzhou is really strange, whether it is a disciple of the Immortal Palace or not, it seems that they are all upright and hearty. Mu Jinglu said, thinking about the monks he had met along the way.

Heroic drinks and doesn't say, almost every sentence is with a handle, how cool it is. With such a temperament, naturally there are a lot of fights, and the Yongzhou government seems to be accustomed to it, as long as it does not harass or even hurt the people, it will not care much.

"I like this place!" Lu Zhu smiled, his right hand holding the sickle was rubbing all the time, and it seemed that his hand was itching tightly.

Mu Jinglu shook his head with a wry smile, looking at Lu Zhu with a helpless expression.

If it weren't for the pasture road that kept keeping an eye on Lu Zhu, I'm afraid that this way, the pasture road would have to rely on fighting.

"Brothers, don't clean up that stupid defect? Big brother, I don't think he's happy. As soon as the irritable tone fell, a yin and yang strange voice came: "Tsk, don't mess around, boss." This time he returned to Yongzhou, but he was ordered by the young master to assist Zhao Guard. ”

Mu Jinglu frowned, and before he could turn around and stop it, Lu Zhu had already broken out.

"Well, those four stupid people want to have a fight with this hero?"

Lu Zhu shouted, danced the sickle axe in his hand, smashed it on the ground, and looked at the four people who had just spoken.

The pasture road let out a long breath and turned around helplessly. Hey, if you can't dodge, let's go up, anyway, I haven't done it for a long time.

Thinking so, Mu Jinglu turned to the four people who roared at Lu Zhu. But when Mu Jing Lu turned around, Mu Jing Lu was stunned, and his brows kept jumping.