Tong Jie stood on tiptoe, looking at each other, as if she was looking for something, but the angle was wrong, so she gave up not long after, "Ah Meng, why don't you see her?"

When Dao Mu heard this, Fu Yi smiled, bent down slightly, patted Ah Meng's head, Ah Meng rolled his eyes humanely, still stood up, lay on the window, stuck out his tongue at Tong Jie, and shook his fat claws.

"Ah Meng, long time no see!" Tong Jie was very excited and wanted to fly here, but was stopped by Tong Boyu with his eyes.

"Tong Jie, you and I haven't seen each other for more than a year, you are more beautiful, you are dressed maturely, I like it very much. Dao Mu leaned against the window.

As he spoke, Dao Mu's gaze swept over the young people beside Tong Boyu, all of them were thirty years old, and they were all in the sword realm, all of them were as thick as earth, making people unable to see through the depths, like wisps of air, which was unpredictable.

Dao Mu's eyes were blazing, thinking that they must be the strong young generation of Muxing Mountain, and the Elite Pavilion was built for them as the name suggests.

"I haven't seen you for more than a year, but you have not only become much more cheerful, but also have become oily and smooth, full of sweet words, so I don't believe your nonsense. Ordinary people praise her, and there is no trace of turmoil in her heart, but Dao Mu praises her, she feels very sincere and sincere, and she says she doesn't believe it, but in fact, her heart is as sweet as honey, and she thinks that someone who can make A Meng love like this, no matter what she says or does, is right. "Don't say this in front of my brother in the future, you also know that he is a man, just like you, with a strange temper. ”

"Others can say it, why can't I say it......" Before Dao Mu finished speaking, Tong Boyu's face became more and more heavy, Tong Jie gave him a look, Dao Mu pursed his lips and said lightly, "It's up to you." ”

"Mu Xiyi has been rescued by you? Tong Boyu didn't put other people in his eyes, his eyes were only Daomu, he was indifferent on the surface, but he was actually surprised by the changes in Daomu in a year, although Daomu's lonely temperament has not changed, which makes people want to fight, but Daomu as a whole makes Tong Boyu feel reborn.

"Her whereabouts are still unknown, and I think she must still be alive. Dao Mu took two jars of Wanhua honey from the stunned waitress, put one jar on the windowsill, opened the other, took a spoon, took one bite at a time, and began to eat.

"You are over eighteen years old, and you have only reached the beginner level of the Sword Realm, I am afraid that the Yijian Gate is not suitable for you, with your situation and background, the Sword Machine Pavilion is no more suitable, why do you need to come all the way to Cattle City. Tong Boyu remembered the past, and his tone softened a little, "It is not uncommon for a big machine to be a late bloomer, and the sword of the Sword Machine Pavilion is on the wrong side and dominates." ”

"Snort!" Mo Mo sneered, sneered again and again, seeing him holding Huang Fanxiaoyu's hand tightly, his gloomy gaze swept over Dao Mu, looking at Tong Boyu, "Brother Tong doesn't know, people don't want to learn swords, this time I came to Muxing Mountain, it is to worship the Weaving Heaven Mansion to learn the pastor." ”

"Who are you?" Tong Jie frowned slightly, looking at Mo Mo's yin and yang weird appearance was very unpleasant, she only felt a little familiar, but she felt that this person was more annoying than Mo Ran, "Let's talk, you are a nameless junior, what are you talking about!"

"I ......" was so coquettishly reprimanded by Tong Jie, Mo Mo's body stiffened, and the entire floor turned their eyes to Mo Mo, not without ridicule, he also said that he had some friendship with Tong Boyu's brothers and sisters, and he was slapped in the face so quickly.

"Tong Jie, don't be angry first, and then take a closer look at Young Master Mo's face, just now he told me that he is a friend of your brother and sister. Dao Mu held Wanhua honey and ate it while hesitating, "He is Mo Mo, the young master of the Mo family, how can you brothers and sisters not know each other, think about it again, don't let your friends chill." ”

"What Momo, I don't know this person. Tong Jie only felt that Mo Mo looked a little impressed, but she couldn't think of who this person was, so she couldn't help but be annoyed, "There are so many Mo families, it is impossible to know all cats and dogs." Dao Mu, come over here, don't fool around with these people, lest you ruin your future. ”

Tong Jie's disdain, coupled with the strange eyes of everyone on the ninth floor of the Hui Building, Mo Mo suffered a great humiliation, his face was red and white, and he trembled, this was not afraid, it was angry, and Huang Fanxiao's hand clicked, and he burst into tears in pain.

"Jie'er. Tong Boyu frowned lightly, Tong Jie pouted and grimaced at him, only to see Tong Boyu snort coldly, and then turned his gaze to Dao Mu, "Dao Mu, you can just cultivate, don't over-expand, you can learn from Weaving Heaven Mansion." What's more, do you really want to give up the practice of swords and change to pastoral education?"

Dao Mu smiled and said nothing, without looking at Tong Boyu, as if he had returned to the days of the disaster, and even ate a few mouthfuls of Wanhua honey before he said to Tong Jie, "Do you think that your brother is better than me?"

"Uh-huh......" Tong Jie smiled and squinted, and nodded to Dao Mu. Although she thinks Daomu has a strange temper, her brother has a weirder temper than her, and Daomu can also speak, which is often surprising.

Tong Boyu glared at Tong Jie who turned her arm out, which made Tong Jie, who had become a little active, a little quiet, originally this sister was still very gentle, obedient and obedient, since she met Daomu, her sister seemed to have changed a person.

"In the future, stay away from my sister. Tong Boyu's eyes were cold, and every word was like an ice blade, piercing people's hearts and freezing people's blood. As he spoke, he pulled Tong Jie, who looked unhappy, and walked away, ignoring Dao Mu.

"What a pleasant encounter. After Dao Mu ate the last mouthful of honey, put the empty jar on the windowsill, patted Mo Mo on the shoulder, Mo Mo only felt that his body was numb, and his strength was suddenly gone, and he let go of his hand holding Huang Fanxiao, and was about to counter Dao Mu, but the other party had already left with the disciples of Sword Machine Pavilion.

From Feng Yang's understanding, it was still a month before the various sects of Muxing Mountain began to recruit disciples in the inner city. Weaving Tianfu is the most popular holy place for cultivating immortals, and since the advent of the Weaver Girl, Weaving Tianfu has become even more popular, so that other sects of cultivating immortals have become the foil of Weaving Heaven. The young talents around Fang Cai Tong Boyu are all strong people from all veins of Weaving Heaven.

The warm hospitality of the disciples of the Sword Machine Pavilion made Dao Mu a little restrained, and he looked uncomfortable, I heard that now Dao Mu can already cultivate, and he broke through the shackles in just three months, and reached the initial level of the sword realm, and he was amazed again and again.

As soon as Lenovo Daomu came out of the mountain, he set an astonishing record of the bloody case in the eastern district of the outer city, and it seemed that everything made sense again.

Sword Fighting Table.

"In Xia Qingyang, the peak of the sword realm. ”

"Daomu. ”

Before the words fell, Qingyang had already attacked, Dao Mu was full of feathers in front of him, Qingyang's seven-foot body was like a egret swooping down in the sky, the sword qi and feathers danced together, sealing Dao Mu's retreat, a feather sword was fast over the streamer, the sound did not come, and the human sword had arrived.

Dao Mu went against the trend, trembling and chanting, turning into a five-clawed golden dragon that smashed the floor and swung his tail to the sky.

When, when, when......

Swords flutter, sparks pour into rivers.

As one of the popular sword tricks in the Sword Machine Pavilion, there are various ways to crack it among the disciples.

Qingyang cultivates for the two small realms of the Ming Dynasty and the strong Daomu, and the Phantom Feather Sword is fast, ruthless, ruthless, and accurate.

However, theory is theory after all, and Qingyang couldn't suppress Daomu when he learned from Daomu, a barbarian.

Boom!

Qingyang flew back a thousand feet, and Dao Mu jumped a few heels in the air to gain a firm foothold.

"Brother Daomu is simply a monster in human skin, and his strength is like a dragon. "Qingyang played the sword and smiled, the feathers came again, the sharp air was milky, and the next wave of offensive was coming," no wonder I always felt that the little brother used the dragon sword to have a little more charm than other fellow senior brothers, just because the little brother has a very human physique. ”

Dao Mu held the knife obliquely, Qiang, the ground drew an arc hard, and the long river of Mars turned into a dragon's tail and smashed feathers. Dao Mu made a sword with a knife, the sword was like a spear, swinging like a stick, a decisive knife in his hand was unpredictable, and the balance of victory began to tilt towards Dao Mu's side.

Shenglong breaks through the sky with a sword!

Whooping, the knife trembled and the dragon groaned, the drunkard reappeared, Dao Mu bullied himself, knocked Qingyang away with a knife, and a five-clawed golden dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, taking Qingyang straight into the sky.

Qiang, the sword was returned to the sheath, Dao Mu folded his hands and bowed slightly, "Agreed." ”

Before the words fell, bang, there was a loud bang, golden light was shining, and the earth was shaken. Qingyang screamed strangely, fell from the sky, and fell to the ground hard, the ground kept twitching, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding, humming again and again.

After more than ten breaths, Qingyang stood up with his sword trembling in both hands, and his face was bitter.

"Fortunately, there are few people in the world who have such strange power as the little brother...... Qingyang couldn't even pronounce the words, and his hands were still shaking because of the hard collision with Daomu, and the sequelae still existed.

Without waiting for Qingyang to finish speaking, Dao Mu made a flick of his fingers, and a vermilion fruit flew into Qingyang's mouth, "I hope this fruit will help Brother Qingyang." ”

Qingyang didn't care what the fruit was, what side effects there were, swallowed it indiscriminately, and suddenly felt that a round of the sun rose in the dantian, the whole body was warm, the pores were stretched, the bones clicked, the body seemed to be a few centimeters taller, and the surface of the skin began to emit black oil, exuding a sour smell.

Poisoned?

When the other Sword Machine Pavilion disciples hesitated, they saw Qingyang grinning, his teeth as white as snow in stark contrast to his dark appearance, "Isn't it Zhu Guo?"

Well, Dao Mu nodded in response, and Qingyang was ecstatic, and thanked him again and again on the sword fighting platform. Zhu Guo was too valuable, and he didn't have any other equivalent items to repay the favor, so he could only take out a few copies of his treasured sword recipes and a book of pastoral techniques, as well as a broken Bauhinia whip.

One Zhu Guo can save a jiazi, and each one can make immortal cultivators crazy. Zhu Guo has always been priceless in the market, and most people are reluctant to put it up for auction, so they are all for their own use. There are so many Zhu Guo that Dao Mu doesn't have much concept of Zhu Guo.

Dao Mu had a good impression of the disciples of the Sword Machine Pavilion, so much so that what was originally a good exchange conference eventually turned into a barter conference.

The disciples of the Sword Machine Pavilion don't hide it, they can take out the good ones and stuff them into Dao Mu's arms, but Dao Mu can't look down on these things, but in order to reduce their psychological burden, Dao Mu still accepts them.

After bartering, they still continued to learn, and what made Dao Mu happy was that these people all maintained the pride that sword cultivation should have, and did not release water because of Zhu Guo, so they did what they wanted.

Twenty or thirty times in a row, Dao Mu lost three times, and with them, Dao Mu himself also benefited a lot, facing the peak of the Sword Realm, Dao Mu almost every time he was tied.