Dao Mu is actually not very familiar with Zhitianfu, and he comes and goes to those few places, and it is almost the same for Yijian Mountain.

However, the first thing Dao Mu went to was Weaving Heaven. As soon as Daomu's front foot arrived, the handsome starling flew in. The beak is as white as jade, the body is white than snow, and he speaks fluently.

Daomu Ameng followed the starling brother all the way unimpeded, straight into the depths of the courtyard of the house. I actually saw an old man, the young master of the sword, An Ran. Dao Mu had an intersection with him in Sword Star City.

Compared with Dao Mu, who knows very little, An Ran knows Dao Mu's actions well. He had the same doubts as the Taoist pastor, where the false Taoist pastor was.

After a few words of greetings with An Ran, he went straight to the point and asked the Mu, "You can know who the fake Dao Mu who took less than a year to level the entire Beast Control Zhai Realm, who is also a person." ”

Dao Mu bluntly said that he didn't know, and he was very surprised how An Ran could have such a vision.

The whole world thinks that the false Taoist pastor who has done all the good and bad things in the realm of controlling the beast is the true Taoist pastor.

An Ran, an immortal cultivator who was not in the heavenly realm, actually knew that the other party was a fake Dao Mu, which shows that An Ran did not pay much attention to Dao Mu's behavior.

Dao Mu looked at all the information about himself that the Trace Sword could collect. Dao Mu really felt like he was doing it himself, and everything could be connected seamlessly.

In the past three or four years, there have indeed been many people who have come and gone to the Daomeng realm. However, the Dao Meng realm is foggy, and they usually can't go deep, confusing the direction, tracking and walking out of the Dao Meng realm on their own.

No one knew that the True Dao Mu had been building a Dao Meng realm with Jin Ao, and had not participated in the overthrow of the beast control Zhai.

About touching the time when the beast control was a foregone conclusion, the false Taoist priest was born. With the cultivation of the peak of the Elementary Heavenly Realm, his methods are simply sharp, cutting off the remnants of the sins, saving the dead soul, killing the evildoers, and turning the calamity, and he is never soft.

Not only that, but the false shepherd knows everything about the true shepherd. Rao is Lord of Huashan, Tang Lisha, Tong Zhen, Pastor Bin, Lan Bin, Mu Wu, Lan Jianxin and others have not been able to see through the false Daomu.

At first, Enron was just a little confused, but not sure. Not long ago, the true and false Dao Mu appeared in Cattle Ranch together, and An Ran immediately had a positive answer.

"Senior Brother Enron, if you are willing to break the spiritual contract with this pigeon. Breaking through the shackles of cultivation is a breeze for senior brothers. Dao Mu pulled his spiritual sense out of the jade slip and covered his inner uneasiness with a smile, "Although Xiao Dao is not a beast herd, there are still some secret techniques that can allow you to separate without damage. ”

If Dao Mu hadn't looked at the detailed information of the trace sword, he wouldn't be sure that in front of him, the pigeon on An Ran's shoulder, Dao Mu had seen it a few times in Dao Meng's realm.

Every time, it passed by Dao Mu, and then it was disoriented by the mirage of the Golden Ao Ancestor. But it was able to appear in front of Dao Mu several times, which was enough to explain the problem.

"If it weren't for Bai Feng, I would be blind and deaf. An Ran grinned, he dared to give the detailed information to Dao Mu without reservation, just like he honestly wanted to deal with Dao Mu's friend, "In the future, I really won't have the opportunity to talk with Dao Pastor Brother Dao so happily, and I will have to look out of my life." When An Ran spoke, he exuded a strong sense of powerlessness, intentionally or unintentionally.

When I first saw Sword Star City, An Ran just felt that Dao Mu would become a great weapon, but he didn't think that he still underestimated Dao Mu too much. It is not an exaggeration to describe Daomu as an immortal talent who is not born in the world.

When the two talked, Dao Mu usually listened with his ears open, and although he did not humble himself and said polite words, he smiled in return and let the other party feel his kindness.

"The fake Daomu doesn't seem to be very hostile to me......" Daomu didn't hide any details, and told him about the experience of meeting the fake Daomu on the elite gathering street.

"If you can know whether the merit of the immortal chief is increased or decreased, you can determine whether you are hostile or goodwill. Bai Feng spat out again, those eyes were like a black hole in the universe, as if he wanted to see through Dao Mu.

"Ordinary people ask to know the number of yin virtues, or go to the temple to ask the Bodhisattva, or burn the yellow and white to ask the ghosts and gods, or ask the hexagram master to open the altar to deduce. However, the Dao Immortal Chief shouldn't need to do this, he can sense it. ”

Even the stone lion who spoke, Dao Mu didn't think it was strange. Now in the face of this snow-white pigeon that is too ordinary to be ordinary, he speaks. Dao Mu always felt awkward, and felt that something seemed wrong.

Perhaps, one day Ah Meng will let himself feel this way.

Yes!

In his subconscious cognition, this Bai Feng has already been placed at Ah Meng's level.

"Six hundred new merits. Dao Mu and the pigeon looked at each other, their eyes hooked, "Is this good intentions, or is it malicious killing, so that the people below and above will notice me......?

However, the expression and posture of the pigeon are no different from those of other ordinary pigeons, except that they are like pigeons that are always able to speak, and like a babbling parrot, they have no anthropomorphic demeanor or full of emotion.

"Six hundred?!" An Ran and Bai Feng said in unison. After all, the shock could not be hidden, and it was all exposed between the face and the eyebrows.

No matter how you calculate it, what the false Taoist pastor has done is not enough to make 600 merits.

"There are two possibilities, one is that someone will send the future you back in time. The second is that there are immortals who use supreme immortal skills to deceive the heavens and the earth, and to cut off the long-cherished wish of cause and effect, but they have nothing to do with it. Bai Feng's mouth opened and closed, as if he was eating, but he spit out fluent words without much emotion, "It is also possible that he is simply trying to repay his kindness." Malicious killing, that is absolutely impossible. ”

"In Bai Feng's heart, is there a candidate?" Dao Mu asked curiously.

"In the whole world, only the Sansheng Stone can help you, let you know the past and present lives, and know the answer. Bai Feng tilted his head and squinted at Dao Mu, sonorous and powerful.

"Alas......" Dao Mu sighed lightly, and the panic of the unknown in his heart did not weaken because of Bai Feng's words.

Dao Mu felt that he was being led by the nose, and many eyes kept staring at him in the dark, feeling very depressed.

So, Dao Mu did not get up and leave in a hurry, but chatted with An Ran to dispel the depression in his heart.

In the evening, the sun has sunk more than halfway, and the evening breeze is bleak.

Daomu Ameng stepped on the orange ancient road to the west, and went straight to the most popular Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain three hundred miles away.

"The gods are gone!"

"Scared the hell out of me!"

“......”

Those who have ghosts in their hearts breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, foothills.

Dao Mu was about to step up the stone steps, and a flower appeared in front of him, only to feel a cloud of snow white flashing in front of him. Daomu was top-heavy, his body swayed, a feeling of dizziness hit, and a strong feeling of vomiting. If it weren't for Ah Meng's agility, Dao Mu almost fell to the ground.

Da, Dao Mu gritted his teeth, poured all his strength into his right leg, and suddenly stepped on the first stone step.

"Huh?!" Dao Mu's mouth opened slightly, his bloody eyes rippled, and there was an extra memory picture in his mind. The picture that lasted less than one breath was actually the memory of the first time the fake Daomu came to the realm of beast control.

Dao Mu put his left heel on his heel, and the memory continued for another breath. With his right foot, he stepped on the second stone staircase, and his memory continued for another breath. The left heel stepped up the second stone staircase, and the memory continued for a long time.

The picture in my mind is like a person with amnesia, revisiting the old place. By chance, the amnesiac regains his memory.

There is a feeling of being separated from the world, as if it is really my own memory, and the false Taoist priest does not exist.

With each step, you lose a bit of energy, the dizziness is clearer, and the vomiting is more intense. Dao Mu endured the discomfort of his body, and waited for a high place one step at a time.

The higher he climbed, the more painful Dao Mu's body and mind became. The internal organs were burned by the fire, and I wanted to vomit but couldn't. Dao Mu's face was red and his ears were red, like walking without protection in the water, holding his breath, his neck was up, and his green tendons were blooming.

The smell of mountains and plants brought by the glow-in-the-dark light turned into a foul smell like a stinky ditch, and my breathing became more and more rapid.

Dao Mu's eyes were black, and he couldn't see the road. In my ears, in my heart, in my soul, I always echoed the words, "I did it myself." ”

Daomu's body is like a puppet, ascending according to subconscious instinct. Clear consciousness, but while feeling the pain, appreciating the scenes in the picture in my mind. The body flickered and heated, the light flickered and flickered, and so on.

On the road, people come and go, there are immortal cultivators, elves, monsters, and spirit animals. Daomu Ameng was like air, walking past them, and they didn't notice it.

Three hours later, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the silver moon hung high overhead.

Da!

Dao Mu stepped on the last stone step, and a cool surging in the center of his eyebrows suddenly surged, extinguishing the scorching bloody eyes, and all the previous pain disappeared suddenly.

At this moment, people finally saw Dao Mu and Ah Meng, a strange combination of one man and one beast.

A strong breath burst into the sky. Like a fairy blade, slashing the clouds and mist at the top of the sky. In an instant, the night was cloudless, except for a silver moon the size of a plate, and a few stars.

Dao Mu broke through again, and his cultivation soared directly to the peak of the mid-level Heavenly Realm. Relying on the power of the heavens, the immortal cultivators below the surrounding heavenly realm were overwhelmed, and their necks seemed to be firmly pinched.

Dao Mu ignored the strange gazes of others, raised his head to look at Mingyue, and grinned, "It's kind of interesting." ”

After only one mountain climb, Daomu almost landed, if it weren't for the Calamity Chronicle, Daomu would have completely tampered with his memory.

Even if there is a chronicle of calamity, Daomu's subjective consciousness actually believes that the fake Daomu is himself, and Jin Ao possesses and controls himself.

With a bang, Dao Mu pressed the knife with his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back, striding away. Turned into a wisp of night wind and disappeared in plain sight.

When people reacted, Daomu was gone, and the night wind took away Daomu's voice, leaving everyone without a trace.

"Hippopotamus, cubs, red eyes, Mujian Mountain, Dao Mu?"

"Hell, the evil god is back?"

"Could it be that he found a treasure?!"

"I knew you would come back, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Hurry up and let the same door guard the ......"