When I came to my hometown, it was a three-way road with the two elders, and under the ravages of calamity, the world has been turned upside down, and things are not human.

The forest was gone, there was no dead wood or grass, and everything turned into sand and dust like waves. The sun here is not willing to be lonely, it is more violent than elsewhere, and the dust and waves cannot completely hide its fire.

A round of duck egg yolk hangs high in the dust, and every grain of sand seems to have been burned by fire, and if it is not protected, it will burn the skin and blister.

Ah Meng's origin is extraordinary, the sand and dust cannot invade the range of one meter around Ah Meng's body, and Daomu A Meng walks in the sand and dust with one person and one beast, like a walking foam. Yet, in this yellow world of sand and dust, they seem so small.

It looks like it will be blown through at any time, but in fact, it is extremely tenacious and strong, allowing the wind and sand to wreak havoc, like golden flowing water brushing through the air hood, leaving no trace.

Soon before the post station, a closer look found that the wind and sand were blocked 100 meters away from the post station, which was the last line of defense in the disaster area, and only one oasis remained.

"But Young Master Daomu?" A young man with a national character face came to him, he held the picture scroll of Daomu and A Meng in his hand, carefully compared, looked at the beautiful eyes of red agate, and immediately decided that there was no doubt that it was Daomu in front of him.

The young man with the national character face is named Mu Za, the most outstanding young man next to the Mu family, directly appointed to the Sword Machine Pavilion, the youngest foreign affairs elder in history, and shouting "Young Master" to him again and again really made Dao Mu not very adaptable, but it was useless for Dao Mu to correct him, as if he was very rigid.

When Dao Mu arrived, he attracted the attention of everyone in the post station, "Mortal?" Some immortal cultivators were disdainful, thinking that some big man was coming, and they actually let Mu Za personally greet him.

Dao Mu felt ridiculous, the immortals regarded the thirty-three worlds as mortals, and the immortal cultivators called everyone in their own kind who could not be cultivated.

Not long after, Muza brought a basket of jade slips, full of information about the disaster area recently, Muza said that now is the best time, but still can't find the source of the disaster, only afraid that this disaster will change.

Nowadays, the strange calamity has attracted a large number of herdsmen, except for those who are free-handed, most of them are famous pastors, and their roots are red, and many people have gone deep into the disaster area before the Taoist herdsmen came here.

"Have you ever seen any trace of Tianmu?" Dao Mu looked up at the chattering Muza from time to time as he digested the contents of the jade slip in his hand.

"It is better to count on the heavenly pastor to come to the rescue, than to expect the calamity to pass away on its own. Muza sighed lightly, saying a sad generation, the belief of the shepherd has already been reversed, "The shepherd, one is for the immortal, the second is for the name, and the third is for the human ......."

This is what Lan Bin calls the core beliefs that today's pastors have lost their support. Most pastors are pretentious, and they are generally not able to ask them to help. Only the cataclysm can attract herdsmen from all walks of life, not for anything else, but for the inscription of a monument that will be famous through the ages.

"If we had been able to pinch the source in the first place, we wouldn't have caused such a catastrophe?" Dao Mu didn't want to discuss the issue of values, and he couldn't find any valid information about the source of the calamity after reading all the jade slips.

These jade slips no longer tell Dao Mu about a terrible phenomenon, not just a disaster that ravages the disaster area, and at this time, the heart is already half cold.

"The boss said that it may be that the herders have used us as pasture. Mu Za looked at Sha Tao with a sad face, "If there is no end to this calamity, I am afraid that the entire sword machine fiefdom will become a disaster land, and other fiefdoms will inevitably be inevitable." ”

"Thousands of pastors have already entered the affected areas, and I believe that many of the pressures will be relieved soon. Dao Mu comforted that although he grew up in a big herdsman's house, he had always heard others talk about the danger of the disaster.

After Mu Shan left, Dao Mu put his hands on the table, his ten fingers moved anxiously, clicking, and the familiar back lingered in his mind.

"Herdsman's ......"

After reading all the jade slips, it was already night, and after he had eaten dinner, he was sleepy and collapsed on the bed. In his mind, the shadows of the three women were dispelled together, and then the three shadows could no longer linger.

This night, Dao Mu had a beautiful dream.

Following.

The wind whistled, blowing on the doors and windows, and the sound continued to intensify, waking Daomu from his sleep. A shameful dream appeared in his mind, and Dao Mu had a red face and red ears, secretly scolding himself for being shameless and obscene. Then I thought that if life could be like this, it would be great.

The flow of people at the post station gradually increased, and a large number of refugees walked through the official road, either to rest for a while, or filled with water, and continued to move towards hope.

"These mortals are just too greedy, and if they could migrate early, they would have ended up like this. ”

"The ability of the shepherds is high and low, and I am afraid that these pastors not only failed to suppress the disaster, but became more and more chaotic. ”

"More than 10,000 shepherds have entered the disaster area, and the situation has not decreased, but has intensified, I really don't know what these usually pretentious pastors are doing......

“......”

The immortal cultivators at the post station were not optimistic about the disaster situation, and after resting, some people entered the disaster area, and some people stayed away from the disaster area.

"Ah, what a cute little beast, I don't know what kind it is. A young girl came from outside, followed by more than a dozen people.

The young girl is ripe, touching Ah Meng, Dao Mu has no opinion, judging from the slight change in her expression, Ah Meng doesn't like this girl, but because she is a girl, she doesn't bother to pay attention to her.

"This young beast is worth a lot of money, and I will take it. "The girl is about twenty-eight years old, similar to Dao Mu, and her tone is not bad, which does not make Dao Mu feel uncomfortable.

"She's my family. Dao Mu raised his head, the two looked at each other, "Ah", the girl saw his red agate bloody eyes, and couldn't help but scream.

"Sneer......" A young man sneered, stared at Dao Mu, and said in an arrogant and contemptuous tone, "Calling a family member with a brute shows that you are also a brute." ”

"Would you please take your friend away?" Daomu looked the girl in the eye, "I'm afraid I'll be unable to help but hit someone." ”

Dao Mu's serious eyes made the girl's cheeks flush, "Weaving Tianfu, Tong Jie, it's a pleasure to meet you." The girl stretched out her hand, "Your family is very cute, and I like it too, and I hope to be friends with you." ”

When Dao Mu heard this, he was stunned, and after a moment, he ignored the murderous eyes of others and stretched out his hand, "Dao Mu, we will be friends in the future." ”

"Dao Mu, the name of Curious, has never heard the surname Dao. Tong Jie touched Ah Meng's ears and muttered, but she didn't feel that Dao Mu was lying.

"Jie'er, your brother told you not to get acquainted with strangers, now the world is sinister, I am afraid that you will be harmed. The young man glared at Dao Mu fiercely, and stretched out his hand to pull Tong Jie up, but Tong Jie glared at him angrily, "Mo Ran, remove your dirty hands." As soon as these words came out, the attendants behind him whispered, and a few even laughed, making the young man's face blue for a while and white for a while, and he knew what it was like.

Dao Mu glanced at it, then shook his head and lowered his head, picked up the tableware to eat, and no longer paid attention to these people.

"You are a waste laughing at me?!" Mo Ran saw Dao Mu's look on him, he was already embarrassed and had no face, and Dao Mu looked at him like this, he was even more unhappy.

He strode to the dining table, raised his foot and kicked Dao Mu's table over, bang, food and wine spilled all over the ground, Dao Mu's eyes were quick, and he shook the cloth to block the hot soup for Ah Meng.

Ah Meng was a little frightened because of this, after all, he was still a young beast, and he was still afraid of the fierce gods. Dao Mu was distressed and comforted Ah Meng, his eyes were cold, and he didn't wait for him to speak.

"You dare to stare at me?!" Mo Ran saw that Dao Mu actually dared to stare at me, and he was angry.

Grabbing the whip on his waist, snapping, quickly becoming a black shadow, sharp as a blade, Dao Mu was not afraid of pain, raised his hand and grabbed the whip, regardless of the bloody palm, wrapped himself a few times, and then pulled hard.

Mo Ran couldn't imagine that a mortal would have such a strong life, and he came with the situation, Dao Mu imprinted a footprint on his chest, his sternum was broken and sunken, and he flew out of the post station, his body convulsed a few times, vomited blood, and finally paralyzed like mud.

When the waiter saw that there was a big trouble, he couldn't help but run to find Muza.

Dao Mu didn't stop for a moment, and there was a roar of anger outside the door, and he could feel the anger from afar.

"Young man, you're a little ruthless. A middle-aged man walked into the post station with a gloomy face, followed by a large number of people and horses, Mo Ran was supported by others, he was awake at this time, looked at Daomu, his eyes were vicious, and he shouted to kill Daomu.

"Uncle Mo, it's Mo Ran's ......" Tong Jie wanted to explain to the middle-aged man, but Dao Mu reached out to cover her mouth to stop her behavior.

"Could it be that I should stand still and let him whip?" Dao Mu pursed his lips and sneered, his hands behind his back, not afraid of the middle-aged man's aggressiveness. This middle-aged man's cultivation is afraid that he is on the same level as his father, and the pressure he puts on him is similar to the pressure his father puts on him.

"If you make a mistake, you should be beaten!" The middle-aged man looked up at Dao Mu, you are weak, you are unreasonable, I am strong and I abuse you.

"I said why is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy so vicious, it turns out that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, and an old dog gives birth to a puppy. Dao Mu had a mockery on his face, but he forgot that he was not a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, "Isn't it bullying the small with the big and oppressing people with power?"

"When did the mortal dust ants become so arrogant, it really opened the eyes of the deity. The middle-aged man raised his hand, and the void slapped him, "I will bully the small with the big and oppress people with power, you and me?!"

Ah, Tong Jie exclaimed, subconsciously blocked in front of Dao Mu, Dao Mu pulled it back behind his back, and the slap was hitting Dao Mu's face, the palm print was red, swollen and bleeding, and the corners of Dao Mu's eyes were crystal clear.

Moo, Ah Meng was angry, wanting to teach the middle-aged man a lesson, "Ah Meng!" Dao Mu snorted, Ah Meng understood, unwilling to crawl on the ground again. Dao Mu was relieved at this time, raised his hand to hold the decisive knife, his thoughts were spinning, how to kill and escape, and said coldly, "Old dog, if you don't kill me today, I will pay him back a hundred times a day." ”

"What kind of eyes are you?!" The middle-aged man didn't like Daomu's lonely and cold eyes, and raised his hand to give Daomu another slap to suppress Daomu's arrogance.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Mu Zha instantly came to Dao Mu's body, and the sound wave shook his palm, shocking the middle-aged man to stagger, and almost didn't fall, "Zhu Zhishan has only a weaver girl, and Zhitianfu will cover the sky with majesty, and even a few dogs have begun to pee on my sword machine pavilion." ”

"What are you, so arrogant in front of me Mo Zengxian?" The middle-aged man sneered again and again, and after reporting to his home, he became more and more arrogant, "Without my help from Weaving Heavenly Mansion, the Sword Machine Pavilion can only wait for death!"

"You are here, but you want to engrave a monument, and insist that you are more holy than the lotus flower. A group of stand up as, but they advertise themselves everywhere as loyal martyrs, which is praised by the world. Muza's tone was full of gunpowder, and he put his hands behind his back, not afraid that the other party would be a big step above him, "People like you, I don't welcome them in the Sword Machine Pavilion, get out of the station." If it's convenient, get out of the sword machine fiefdom. Muza raised his hand and pointed straight out the door, domineering.

"Aren't you afraid that the Weaving Heaven Mansion will call on all the shepherds to block the Sword Machine Pavilion?" Mo Zengxian's face sank terrifyingly, and the domineering momentum that had been in the top position for a long time suddenly appeared, and the foreign affairs elders of the two overlord forces were tough and tough.

"If a demented old dog can leave and right Weaving Heaven Mansion to declare war with my Sword Machine Pavilion, then Weaving Heaven Mansion will really live more and more. "Muza doesn't let go, Daomu's life, Muza is clear, there are not many people who admire him in his life, and this thin boy who is only seventy years behind him is ashamed of himself.

"No one can let Dao Mu be wronged in the sword machine fiefdom!" This is a secret order passed down by the pavilion lord himself, and Mu Zha also has a secret order from the Mu family, and the content is roughly the same.

"In this way, the Sword Machine Pavilion will be the enemy of my Weaving Heaven Mansion for the sake of this mortal?!" Mo Zengxian sneered.

"Is it really like the Sword Machine Pavilion is like you weaving the Heavenly Mansion?" Mu Zha was not without ridicule, "The Sword Machine Pavilion does not fight with others, it does not mean that you are afraid of anyone, if you don't believe it, you can try it." ”

"You ......" Mo Zengxian was furious, his hands were clenched into fists, the green tendons bloomed, his chest was short, his eyes were red, and his eyes were evil, "I hurt my son, don't say anything, I actually humiliated me again and again to weave Tianfu, I was really afraid of weaving Tianfu!"

The middle-aged man untied the whip, the scales were shining, wriggling like a snake, Muza probe grabbed a simple sword, and two breaths swept the entire post station like a dragon and a tiger, attracting everyone's attention, and the battle was about to break out.

"Enough. A majestic voice came from behind him, "Shameful thing ......"

Tong Jie heard this, her face showed surprise, "Brother!" She ran over and greeted a handsome young man, without waiting for the other party to speak, Tong Jie restored the process in an uproar, how hateful the Mo family's father and son, how upright Dao Mu and Mu Za were, and there was no scheming at all.

The young man glanced around the post station, threw a small jade bottle to Dao Mu, and said lightly, "Mortal, stay away from my sister." ”

The youth took the lead, and the people of the Weaving Heaven Mansion withdrew like a tide and continued to go deep into the disaster area.

"Tong Boyu, do you let the old man swallow this breath?" Mo Zengxian waved the whip in his hand angrily, snapped, and made a soft sound, and was stunned to open a ten-mile avenue in the sand and dust world.

"If you can't swallow it, give it to me, this is the fiefdom of the sword machine, not the Muxing Mountain where you can be powerful. Tong Boyu put his hands behind his back, and glanced at the Mo family's father and son.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "I hope you don't let me see the Sword Machine Pavilion disciple alone!"

“......”

Looking at the Zhitianfu group disappearing into the sky and sand curtain, Dao Mu's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Creation is often designed for mediocre people, with the flow of time, to wash away the old traces, leaving only a pale red blood and a faint sorrow. In this pale red blood and indifferent sorrow, it gives people a temporary life, maintaining this seemingly inhuman world.

I don't know when such a world will come to an end......" Muza sighed lightly and patted Dao Mu on the shoulder, "If you enter the disaster area, the Sword Machine Pavilion will not be able to protect you, no matter what choice you make, I will respect you." ”

Dao Mu Xiao Suo's back disappeared in the dusty sky, Mu Za's gaze couldn't move for a long time, and the jade slip in his hand recorded Dao Mu's life in great detail, compared to that slap, Dao Mu's kneeling was the most touching heartstring, he was only more than sixteen and half, how could it not be admirable.

"A real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood ......"