A lot of times things are said to be okay. I kept hiding it and didn't say anything, holding back that something was going wrong. Dao Mu and Liang Guangsheng thought until late at night, and Dao Mu's difficulties on the road were melted by Liang Guangsheng's few words. The miscellaneous word "shepherd" seems to encompass everything.

"There's a story, it's not easy. "Dao Mu is like this.

Dao Mu thought about it overnight, and his cultivation did not improve much, but he only felt that he was in a good mood. The elder sister Mu Xiyi is still alive and has a chronicle of calamity. The heart like cement is also comfortable and swaying. Dao Mu had a feeling that his every move, and the old sister Mu Xiyi knew everything.

The next day, Daomu flipped through the other books on the first floor. At first, I just glanced at it, and I didn't even look at the title of the book. Now I look at it, Liang Guangsheng's daughter's collection of books is so suitable for Daomu's preferences. Unlike the dome space, the books here are all from a male perspective.

More than ten days later, Ah Meng returned happily, and Dao Mu counted the time, and it had been more than a month since he came to Yunyi Mountain.

"Ah Meng, are you at home, or do you want to work with me?" Dao Mu inserted the bookmark into the book, which was a handwritten notebook.

Ah Meng just came back from playing, and he wasn't very interested, but he wanted to stay with Daomu, so he also went down the mountain with him.

Picking manure and fertilizing and watching the grazing mountains are not just talking. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a rare immortal fate. In the eyes of immortal cultivators, this is lowly dirty work, the most filthy pickled thing contaminated with mortal dust. Immortal cultivators are transcendent and unearthly, unstained with red dust and filth, and are high up. Immortal cultivators such as shepherds are often regarded as humble scatters who will never enter the right path.

Different mentalities, different ways of doing things. But I saw Daomu sitting on Ah Meng's back, holding a black brown hemp bag in his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were beating rhythmically. The source of pastoral power is divided into thousands of winds on the ground, and the dung is rolled up and crushed, or the roots of the grass and trees are sprinkled, or the small whirlwind plows the soil and buries the dung deeply.

At the end of the day, Dao Mu completely disposed of the scattered feces. It's just an appetizer, and the real hard dish is the mountain of dung. Every time he saw the dung mountain, Dao Mu couldn't help but think of what happened in the Spirit Beast Heaven.

Daomu did not land, he was located at a high altitude looking down on the dung mountain, and an indescribable smell rushed up, like a mixture of thatched pits and vomit. Ringing ring, Dao Mu activated the wind chimes with a disgusting jade card, "Quickly retreat!"

Dao Mu's move immediately made the spirit beasts angry and resentful, or they scolded angrily, or they looked up to the sky and roared and dissatisfied. Whether it is someone who can speak or can only speak beastly language, they all scold the new shovel officer for being a fool.

Although they were resentful, Dao Mu's disgust with the jade card in his hand was even more terrifying. It is the first time that a shovel officer with a jade card has appeared, and it is the first time to see such an alternative and arrogant shovel officer.

Dao Mu was not in a hurry, and shouted loudly, "Everyone, please give Xiaodao a quarter of an hour, Xiaodao is convenient, and you are more convenient!"

The bell bell, the wind chime was still ringing, and the noise of the spirit beast herd quickly disappeared. As if there was a tacit understanding, the spirit beasts that were still in the dung mountain left quickly, and the spirit beasts near the dung mountain left like a low tide.

After dozens of breaths, the group of spirit beasts all retreated to a distance of twenty miles. In the woods, above the mountain peaks, on the top of the clouds, their eyes are either curious, or joking, or cold-eyed.

"In a quarter of an hour, this woke shovel officer is not a fool. In the past, the most powerful shovel officer had to spend a day and a night to talk about the removal of the blockage, and it took another half a month to clean up the filth. ”

"Is the official authority of the shovel officer so great now?"

"How long do you think this shoveler can last?"

“......”

There is no voice of the spirit beasts communicating in human words, and the muffled beast language comes and goes, and the atmosphere is extremely strange.

Daomu knew that someone was taking the lead, and they were all waiting to see his jokes. But Dao Mu didn't pay too much attention to it, these spirit beasts were able to leave in an orderly manner, and the credit was not small, although the purpose was not pure.

Dao Mu held a round of scorching sun in both hands, the scorching sun flew above his head, and Dao Mu raised his hands to maintain the closest relationship between the scorching sun and him. Dao Mu suddenly got up, threw the scorching sun filled with one percent of the source of pastoral power, and fell into the dung mountain pass.

"Hum, well, what, horn, Mi, huh!" Dao Mu spat out the mantra, and the scorching sun exploded instantly at the bottom of the dung mountain.

The sun was shining, scorching and dazzling, and since there was no sound, the sunlight shone too suddenly, stabbing the spirit beasts and screaming. Twenty miles away, before they had regained their strength, they felt a scorching breath and a familiar and unfamiliar stench surging along with the surging waves.

I don't know how long it will take for them to feel the slightest coolness, their eyesight is recovering, and the scorching and foul smell are gradually fading. I saw a earth-colored cloth bag with its mouth wide open, and a tornado enveloped the dung mountain, sending the filth that had been shattered into dust into the earth-colored cloth bag.

A quarter of an hour later, the tornado dissipated, and the cloth bag flew into Daomu's hand by itself, like a sachet.

Dao Mu scattered more than a dozen vine seeds, and the green light flashed and flashed, like a firefly, falling into the dung mountain. The green light is full of dung mountain, and the vines are like hundreds of millions of green snakes climbing in the green light, climbing the bare dung mountain all over.

"It's a bit too monotonous. Dao Mujian's eyebrows furrowed, and his blood-colored starry eyes were shining in the sun, "Please also give Xiaodao another quarter of an hour." ”

Grunt, the spirit beasts were stunned by the methods of Dao Mu, the new shovel officer. For a moment, the spirit beasts' minds were blank, and they didn't even have the sound of beast language.

Seeing this, Dao Mu acquiesced to them, and saw that he asked Ah Meng to help Dao Mu down to the ground.

"What is he going to do?" As time passed, the spirit beasts came back to their senses, and driven by curiosity, they collapsed towards the dung mountain that turned into Daqing Mountain.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The earthquake trembled, accompanied by a crisp dragon groan. Then a crack appeared in front of the meeting, and the crack was rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Roaring and roaring, the spirit beasts roared vigilantly, menacing, retreating, and soon disappeared. The largest crack did not stop until it was a hundred miles away, when it was connected to a large river.

The large crack was thirty feet three wide, and the ethereal dragon groans came from time to time, accompanied by a strange gurgling sound, and soon the clear water gushed out, filling the large crack and various connected small cracks.

After the water level of the last wall in the crack was equal to the water level of the big river, it collapsed with a "bang", and a crystal clear real dragon loomed in the water.

With the previous experience, the spirit beast group did not dare to act rashly. The earth had just stopped, and it began to tremble again, and the tremor amplitude was a hundred times greater than before, and the unstable spirit beast fell to the ground, causing the timid spirit beast to scream, and panic was spreading.

Strange things happened again, a gust of breeze came slowly, with a good smell, and the spirit beasts quickly calmed down.

A large mountain rose from the ground in the painful groaning of the earth, and Ah Meng stood on the top of the mountain with Daomu.