Dao Mu is dressed up and accessories, not at all like a serious shepherd, let alone a serious sword cultivator.

Look at Dao Mu's beautiful and oozing bloody eyes, the indifferent and ruthless between his eyebrows, world-weary and perverse. Where is this a decent person, it is clearly an evil demon.

If you think about it, there are only demons in the world, and there will be abnormal brains and psychological defects. As a result, the behavior will not be reasonable and unethical.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why Dao Mu refused to worship under the Weaving Sky Fairy, and he was still a personal disciple of the Weaving Sky Fairy. How many people want to worship the Weaving Immortal Palace, think day and night, and work hard for this goal to reach heaven and enlightenment.

How could a normal person be so resolute, and Liang Qiyun still asked Dao Mu to worship by name. Now it seems that Liang Qiyun is a bit like begging Dao Mu to worship under her door.

Those mountain lords have lived for so long, how can they never see such a strange thing.

"It seems that you really hate this immortal. Liang Qiyun sighed lightly, and a small ripple rippled in her state of mind like a mirror, this feeling was very strange, "It doesn't matter if you hate this immortal, if you want to become stronger, find your sister Mu Xiyi, you worship under my door, it is your best choice." This immortal is also taught by a person who he is extremely disgusted with, and he has attained the right fruit and is ranked in the immortal class. ”

"Xiaodao is a vulgar person, he doesn't have the ambition to soar in the day, and he doesn't have the ambition to rank in the immortal class. Dao Mu suddenly raised his left hand and pointed directly at Tong Bolin, "As the first Dao friend said, Xiao Dao is just a mortal talent, and he is really not worthy of being your disciple." I am most afraid that I will do something out of the ordinary, tarnish the reputation of the Weaving Immortal Palace, and ruin the expectations of the Weaving Sky Fairy. ”

Liang Qiyun could hear the resoluteness of the Dao Mu, although he didn't know why he was so resolute, the immortal face became cold, "If you don't worship under this immortal sect, then don't think about worshipping any of the veins of Zhuzhishan!"

Xiaodao was not afraid, Xiaodao came to worship Zhishan but asked for his parents' wishes. Dao Mu shook his hand, and there was an extra sword mold in his hand, "The whole world knows that the shepherd of Yixingmen is the best treated, right?"

Tong Zheng's pupils instantly contracted and dilated, and he asked rudely in front of Liang Qiyun, "Exemption from the sword model, Thunder gave you?"

The exempt sword model danced into a butterfly in his hand, and Dao Mu didn't care, "Xiaodao only knows Thunder and Lei Gongqiong, and Thunder has to be given to me, and I can use it as a token if I don't need it." ”

"Snort!" Tong Bolin scoffed, arrogance and jealousy blinded Tong Bolin's eyes, "I'm afraid it's not fake." ”

Dao Mu didn't explain, nor did he refute, and said lightly, "Who knows." "The right hand is reversed, and the sword model is exempted from the test and is included in the feather ring.

Tong Bolin sneered even more when he saw this, his mouth opened slightly, and he was about to scold. Suddenly feeling a cold stabbing on his back, Tong Bolin shivered, and his brain heat cooled down most of the time. He immediately closed his mouth and swallowed the words that were stuck in his throat.

Liang Qiyun disliked this Tong Bolin more and more, and everyone was better than Tong Boyu. In terms of talent, Tong Bolin is indeed better than Tong Boyu, but he is not as good as Tong Boyu in other aspects. The state of mind determines the height, and if you have both, it is the best.

Thinking of this, Liang Qiyun turned his gaze to Dao Mu again, "It's no surprise that Lei Ting and Lei Gong Qiong will both become the gods of the Heavenly Dao, and even rank in the immortal class." If you make friends with them, you will have a much smoother journey down the mountain in the future. ”

Liang Qiyun seemed to think of something, suddenly looked back and looked at Tong Zheng, "How could Lei Gongqiong go down to earth and come to Altair?"

Tong Zheng hurriedly moved, "It is indeed Lei Gongqiong and Lei Ting brother and sister, and Binli is also Lei Gongqiong for the corpse crushing knife demon, and he will be killed." As for what happened to Lei Gongqiong when he came to Altair, it is unknown. As he spoke, he glared at Tong Bolin, who was about to move.

"Lei Gongqiong was ordered by his teacher to go down to the morning glory star to check my past life. "Now in the situation, Dao Mu can't keep a low profile, so he simply threw out another sentence, "The Douxing Daoist wants to accept me as an apprentice, because he is a sword cultivator, I refused." ”

Tong Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled indifferently, "Is there anything else?" The bloody-eyed young man in front of him hid too deeply, and he Tong Zheng couldn't see through it?

Dao Mu just pursed his lips and nodded, but did not speak.

"Having said so much, who knows if it's true or not?" Tong Bolin couldn't help it, the more he looked at this pastor's face, the more disgusted and disgusted he became.

"Who knows if you are the light of the Funiu Hall? Who knows if Lei Gongqiong and Lei Ting care about you? Who knows if the Douxing Dao people want to take you as an apprentice? Who knows if your exempt sword model was picked up from someone else, or stolen from someone else?"

Speaking of excitement, Tong Bolin suddenly raised his hand and pointed directly at Dao Mu, "Since you have such an opportunity and want to have extraordinary talents, are you still afraid to compete with us?"

After the words fell, Tong Bolin turned around again and glanced at Dao Mu, "The mountain masters are not worthy, so what about the Weaver Girl Immortal, she is not worthy either?"

Dao Mu smiled dumbly, "This Daoist friend is exaggerating, although Xiaodao is a double cultivation of Mu Jian, but its root is still a shepherd. "The more domineering and arrogant Tong Bolin is, the more modest and sincere his posture is.

Dao Mu also turned around and made a big salute to the mountain lords on both sides, "My Dao Mu has a perverse personality, and he is also indifferent to fame and fortune, he doesn't like to be competitive, and he doesn't like to get an axe in front of others." I just want to spend more time studying pastoral ministry and enriching myself. I don't want to be able to help the world, but I want to be able to protect my own one-third of an acre. ”

Speaking of this, Dao Mu turned around again, bowed humbly to Liang Qiyun, and then wondered Tong Bolin, "Dare to ask Daoyou, shouldn't a normal shepherd behave like me?"

"I don't have much ability, but I have a lot of crooked reasoning. No matter how low-key you usually are, this kind of scene is not the time to hide. Tong Bolin didn't jump into the pit dug by Daomu, although his expression was arrogant and his tone was sarcastic, he spoke in an orderly manner.

Tong Bolin is right, today's occasion is not ordinary, not to mention that the situation has developed to such a point, no matter what, Dao Mu should not be low-key.

"No need to compare, what time is wasted, the old man accepted the Taoist pastor's exemption from the test and accepted him as an apprentice. "A middle-aged man rode a jade horse and stepped on the auspicious light, caged Xia Rui, and stepped on the void. He had just arrived on his front foot, and Lu Ting landed beside him on a golden-winged Dapeng bird.

Oh, Dao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, his wonderful eyes couldn't see through the middle-aged man, and he still felt that the middle-aged man was a little similar to the Weaving Sky Fairy.

Liang Qiyun, Liang Guangsheng, could it be a father-daughter relationship?

"Dao Mu can't worship under your door!" Liang Qiyun's face was frosty, and his eyebrows did not hide his disgust for Liang Guangsheng, "You must not forget your duty!"

Liang Qiyun's voice was trembling, but she didn't know whether she was trembling with anger or being afraid of something.