Following.

Xiao's house is surrounded by mountains and rivers, facing an ocean of green forests, and boundless pastures on the left and right.

The sky is bright, and it is not the fog that fills the sky and the earth, but the aura that the heaven and earth give to all things.

The wind was howling and screaming, but the wind was not strong, and it was a bit of a bluff. With the wind, on the river surface, in the mountains and forests, the spiritual mist runs happily, warming every corner of the earth.

Although he shouted with Xiao Wanchang in the middle of the night, Mu was like the eastern sun, smelling the chickens and dancing.

After some freshening up, Daomu was in good spirits and came to the small pavilion in the courtyard. Take out a piece of candy, take out a copy of the pastoral scripture, and concentrate.

I don't know how long it will take, the spiritual mist has already penetrated the earth, and the sun has begun to surge with passion. The sunlight is like gold, sprinkled into the pavilion, shining on the book, very dazzling.

Dao Mu happened to be a little sleepy, put away the pastoral scriptures, and was about to try to regain the internal power of the dragon and phoenix feathers. The servant trotted in and summoned the priest to the dining room for breakfast.

When Dao Mu came to the dining room, he saw Xiao Wanchang alone. After a night of cultivation and recuperation, Xiao Wanchang had no sense of alcohol, and returned to his honest appearance.

After tea and dinner, Dao Mu took out the previous pastoral scripture and asked him about his unknown words.

Xiao Wanchang looked at the pages of the book, and was stunned for a while, "Dao Mu, are you kidding me?" It is clearly a blank page, a blank book, where do the scriptures come from, only the unique taste of paper.

"Can't you see?" Dao Mu also felt that Xiao Wanchang was teasing him, and the scriptures on the pages were dense. The ink is clear and has a faint smell of ink.

Dao Mu does not believe in evil, so he read a few sentences to Xiao Wanchang, word by word, clearly.

"Daomu, your joke is a bit too much. However, the words that Dao Mu read became crazy words in Xiao Wanchang's ears, and he didn't know what to say. "Which fiefdom's indigenous dialect are you talking about?"

Dao Mu looked at Xiao Wanchang's expression, it didn't look like it was fake, Xiao Wanchang really didn't understand what he was talking about. The Taoist priest did not believe in evil, and he could not recite a few sentences, and then recited a few paragraphs, and the result was the same.

Xiao Wan saw Dao Mu's fluent nonsense, and he was frustrated, but he just couldn't understand it. When I thought about it again, my face suddenly felt bitter, I was afraid that it was not because this book had a spirit, and I would not allow others to get its contents.

"Shuling, impossible, this is a very ordinary pastoral scripture. "The Dao Mu's sense of spiritual objects is extremely accurate, so there is only one possibility, there is a prohibition in the pastoral scriptures.

This idea was approved by Xiao Wanchang, and he proposed that Daomu read all the pastoral scriptures at home, and felt that the scriptures were in line with each other, and focused on this book in the future.

As a person who came over, Xiao Wanchang came over like this. The pastoral scriptures are dry and boring, with a large number of obscure words and phrases, each word, each word with a different meaning. It has one meaning with the words in front of it, and it has another meaning with the words at the back.

Unlike the study of pastoral scriptures, which requires perseverance, it also requires perseverance to lay a solid foundation for pastoral teaching. In order to overcome the boring time, stay until you get used to it, and then you will slowly enter the state.

Dao Mu felt that Xiao Wanchang's words were very reasonable, and he originally wanted to fight with Xiao Wanchang today. Hearing Xiao Wanchang's words, he had to give up, how could he chop wood without sharpening the firewood knife.

Back in the small courtyard, leaning on the side of the bed, a basket of candy beside him, all prepared for Xiao Jingjing's servants. For Daomu, with the company of candy, everything is not a problem.

I thought that I could read a pastoral scripture in one day, until the sun completely set, and dinner time had arrived, so Daomu only saw half of it. The candy clothes that had been thrown all over the bed were all over the bed, and Dao Mu was so numb that his mouth and cheeks cramped for the first time.

"More than 100 pastoral scriptures, what year and month do I have to see?" Dao Mu wanted to cry without tears, and this pastoral scripture in his hand was still the thinnest one.

Just as Xiao Wanchang said, the pastoral scriptures are dry and boring, with a large number of obscure words and phrases, and every word and word has a different meaning. It has one meaning with the words in front of it, and it has another meaning with the words at the back.

"I'm afraid, I'll look at it again, and I have a different opinion......"

In the dining room, only Dao Mu and Ah Meng were eating, and Xiao Wanchang was still busy working in the pastoral garden and did not come back. Daomu was eating and reading books at the same time, just to race against time and recover his pastoral power as soon as possible.

After Ah Meng was full, Xiao Wanchang came back and happened to meet Dao Mu who had returned to the courtyard from the dining room. Xiao Wanchang was concerned, Dao Mu poured bitter water, Xiao Wanchang comforted, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, and then you will find it easier and easier." ”

This is the reason, so the pastor scared away a lot of immortal cultivators. Unlike sword cultivation, there are too many complicated knowledge in the pastoral path, and not many people have the perseverance to survive the foundation.

Dao Mu said goodbye to Xiao Wanchang and took a bath in the bathtub, but the pastoral scripture still did not leave his hand.

"I finally understood why my fellow candidates reacted so violently to my scores. "It's all said that the next line is like the next mountain. At the beginning, there was no real introduction to the Taoist pastoral exam, and I read a pastoral scripture.

"No wonder Tong Boyu saw me, as if he saw a ghost......" Dao Mu couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a burst of coolness gushing out of his brain, instantly filling his limbs and hundreds of remains, and Dao Mu came to his spirit again.

Accompanied by this coolness, Dao Mu felt that the pastoral scriptures seemed to be much easier to understand. Take a candy in your hand and peel off the icing with one hand, a sense of coolness and sweetness, both of which give Dao Mu endless energy to read books.

Midnight.

The bright moon has hung high in the shadows, and Jihong finally returned to Xiao's house. Unlike when she first returned to her step-home, Jihong seemed to be much more relaxed, and the smile on her face was difficult to hide.

Jihong returned to the main courtyard and saw Xiao Wanchang leaning on the head of the bed to take today's notes. Looking at Xiao Wanchang's seriousness, Jihong couldn't bear to interrupt Xiao Wanchang.

"You're back?" Xiao Wanchang looked up at Jihong and grinned. "Why don't you stay for a few more days and accompany your mother-in-law?"

"She wished I should get out of the stephouse so as not to interfere with her playing cards. Speaking of her mother, Jihong couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Jihong asked about the situation of Daomu, and Xiao Wanchang told him eloquently. Jihong heard that the pastoral scriptures had such prohibitions, and he was even curious. At this moment, it is already halfway through the night, and Jihong is not good to disturb Daomu.

"Wan Chang, the ancestor has to let go. Jihong sat on the edge of the bed and whispered softly.

"What?!" Xiao Wan was stunned for a moment, put down the booklet and pen, and looked directly at Jihong, "What do you mean by this?"

Jihong told Xiao Wanchang what he saw and heard when he returned to his step-home, as well as all the conversations between himself and Jiwei. A sunflower bloomed on Xiao Wan's face, "Is the old ancestor really willing to do this? Ji Rong has to disappoint him......

"Since he met Mo Guihai and Dao Mu in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, and since he came back, his temperament has changed greatly......

"He actually commented on Mo Guihai and Jirong like this, 'A flawed demon is a demon after all, a perfect mortal is still a mortal. ’”

"If it's serious, this thing will be a big deal......"

"Hmmm......"