The enthusiasm is difficult to push, and the Taoist pastor has to be in the hall and tell the story. There is no particular exaggeration, but there are many places, Dao Mu understated. Even weakened his own ability, and attributed more to the collective.

The women listened with relish, and the lord of Huashan nodded in praise from time to time. It is indeed not an exaggeration to say that such a miracle can be reversed by Taoist pastoral cultivation.

Speaking of the natural disaster shadow mouse, the Huashan Lord's face was a little solemn, "In this way, the Shadow Looming Mouse fell into the hands of the herdsman?" Thinking that the waste woman had a relationship with the Sword Gu, the Huashan Lord fell into deep thought.

Think about who the waste woman is, who is behind the waste woman, and whether there is a huge organization of herdsmen. Whether the shadow rat escaped, or was caught again, is still a mystery.

At this time, in the outside world, the sun is getting old, and the enthusiasm is halved. The cool breeze in the evening, Xi Xi poured into the hall, only to feel the ice and snow falling into the neck, cool silk, refreshing people's bones.

"Di'er, in the future, you will teach Dao Mu. Huashan supported the crutches, and with the support of Tong Di, he got up leisurely. "All kinds of pastoral techniques, no need to hide. ”

"Xiaodao wanted to learn animal husbandry, but the master warned me that before breaking through the shackles of the heavenly realm, I should not practice animal husbandry. Dao Mu's face was bitter, and he always felt that his master was playing with himself in the pit.

Dao Mu stood up and made a gesture, knowing more about human feelings and sophistication than before, "So, this time I came here just to learn the basics of pastoral Taoism from your senior sisters." I hope that all senior sisters, don't dislike the gossip at that time. ”

Hearing this, the Lord of Huashan did not show surprise, and with the support of Tong Di, he slowly walked to the front of Dao Mu, "You kid, don't be in the blessing and don't know the blessing." "On the contrary, he smiled like a blooming sunflower," the sword is like this, one is to let you understand and understand all kinds of pastoral techniques, and find your own path. The second is to give you more time to learn kendo. ”

"Lord Huashan, what kind of path is my master taking?" Dao Mu has always had this doubt in his heart.

"You entered Mujian Mountain from the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, and you still don't know what path your master walked?" Lord Huashan didn't blame Daomu for having many problems, but only blamed his junior brother Jiangu for not saying anything.

"Every generation of Mujian Mountain disciples must go through their own masters, and the way they have walked before before they can worship Mujian Mountain. Tong Boyu's failure lies in the trip to the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb. Your master likes Tong Boyu very much, but your second master doesn't like it, and even your third master can be said to hate it. ”

"It seems that I have been wrongly blaming my master. "Listening to the words of the Lord of Huashan, he seems to be praising himself for his excellence. After all, the young man, Dao Mu's psychology was inevitably a little floating, and his right hand rubbed his nose embarrassedly, looking very shy. "But if the master is following the path of the sword, why do you bury the ten thousand swords?"

"In the eyes of your master, the sword is no longer in the form, but in the heart. It was he who picked it up before he put it down. Lord Huashan sighed lightly, and his tone was not without admiration, "The truth, everyone understands." If you can do it, a few more people ......"

Daomu seems to understand whether he understands or not, the words of the Lord of Huashan, the book has appeared thousands of times, which can be described as an old tune. He didn't ask again, gave a salute to the Lord of Huashan, and watched the Lord of Huashan leave.

Not long after, Tong Di returned to the hall and took Dao Mu to a quiet courtyard.

"This dojo is now in your name. Tong Dixian took a blank stone plaque in his hand, asked Daomu to engrave it by himself, and hung it next to the door of the small courtyard, "Our sisters drink morning dew and eat flowers every day, knowing that you love meat very much, I am inconvenient to entertain, and please solve it yourself." ”

"Pastor Bin's dojo, but it is also located in Daqingshan?" Tomorrow, Dao Mu went to look for Hou Da Zhuang and Cowherd, his eyes were strange, and he couldn't see the map, so Dao Mu had to ask.

"Daqingshan is a holy place for planting and pastoralism, and Pastor Bin's preaching center is located in Dahuangshan, thousands of miles away. Tong Di pointed to the distance, knowing that the pastor wanted to find friends to get together, "It is the holy land of animal herding, and the territory is a hundred times wider than Daqing Mountain." ”

"Senior Sister Tong, can you give me a copy of the Weaving Heaven Mansion Boundary Map?" Dao Mu knew that he was useless, but Ah Meng was there. Thinking of this, I couldn't help kneading Ah Meng a few times, and Ah Meng shook her head comfortably.

Tong Di had already prepared, and his right hand was spread out to form a jade slip, "I learned that you can't read the map, so I specially refined the jade slip for you." ”

"Thank you. Dao Mu took the jade slip, and he could still feel the strange temperature.

I don't know, is it Tong Di has been writing in his hand, Dao Mu keenly felt some humidity and viscosity, afraid that it was fragrant sweat, looked around the surrounding environment, and secretly said in his heart, "God, it's not so hot?"

"Tomorrow, I will take you to Dahuangshan. When Tong Di was leaving, he made this decision and said sincerely, "Shizun mentioned Mujian Mountain to me, and I know that you have no sense of belonging to Zhitianfu.

In the past few days, let me take you to appreciate the great mountains and rivers of Zhitianfu. This small courtyard will always be yours in the future, and I hope you can treat this as a home. ”

"I'm always tired of Senior Sister Tong, and I feel indebted. Dao Mu is not very accustomed to Yin Ziyuan's enthusiasm, although he has saved the other party, he may be used to it alone.

"There are not many people who know Mujian Mountain. If you go alone, I'm afraid you'll get into some trouble. Tong Di guessed the Dao Pastor's reaction, "If I take you there, I can save a lot less unnecessary trouble." She also knew that people like Daomu were most afraid of trouble.

Hearing this, Dao Mu thought about it, and it was true, so he no longer refused, "It's so good, then it will trouble Senior Sister Tong." ”

"No need to say thank you all the time. Tong Di answered, and then said goodbye and left. "Thank you, either you owe a favor, or you repay a favor. ”

The Taoist pastor made a gift and gave the child a ginkgo as a thank you gift, and watched the child disappear at the end of the stone path.

Qiang, the knife is out of the sheath, and he scolds on the stone plaque, "Foot House". The word is completed, the mind is moved, and the stone plaque has been hung next to the door.

Golden Crow, also known as Crow.

Kick, stop-and-go.

Dao Mu waved down the word "Foot House", and his complex emotions were just like this font, sloppy.

After a cursory look at the house, there is only a little bit of daily use, and everything else is complete. These things are not a big deal for immortal cultivators, especially for Dao Mu.

Coo-goo-goo......

I don't know how long it took to fly, but Daomu was already hungry, and his stomach began to protest against the unscrupulous master. Ah Meng is different, she has just eaten and drunk enough, and when she sees her eyes half-narrowed, her big mouth cracked, and she gloats.

The spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip, thinking that it was just a map of Tianfu, but who knew that the perspective of the above Cang Cang in the fiefdom of Muxing Mountain was presented in Daomu's mind and deeply imprinted on his memory.

"Be a good man......" Dao Mu gave the highest evaluation.

Yu Jian casually threw it at Ah Meng, and Ah Meng opened her mouth to catch it. Click, Ah Meng chewed a few times, and swallowed "grunt". The simple and crude way of digestion is only afraid that it is even more profound than that of Daomu.

Finding a hunting ground, Dao Mu rode Ah Meng and galloped away.

"Look!"

"Senior Brother Bin said that Yin Ziyuan can't enter a man, and a man came out of the ground?"

"Hurry up and report to Senior Brother Bin!"

“......”

In addition to the Aster, there are also other sermons of plant pastors. It seems that the stars arch over the moon, circling the aster, spreading outward.

Half an hour, the setting sun covered its last light in the dark quilt. The world was plunged into darkness once more, and silver light poured down from the galaxy, cold and unforgiving.

The world has not become clearer because of these lights. Everything in the world has become more and more hideous because of these lights. It's as if silver light has a supernatural ability that can make everything in the world manifest its true nature.

At the beginning of the spirit, nature is evil.

Wow, a black shadow broke through the sky. Under the moonlight, Dao Mu A Meng is undoubted.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

"Dare to ask a Taoist teacher?"

"It's night, why do you want to enter the Aster?"

A group of people flew on the ground, blocking Daomu Ameng, looking at them wearing Taoist robes and embroidered seals, there is no doubt that the disciples of the Weaving Mansion are undoubted.

"I am Daomu, Mujian Mountain Daomu. Dao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, overlooking the ground, and immediately suddenly, a stone plaque was revealed, "Temporarily live in Yin Ziyuan and learn pastoral Taoism with the fairies." When the words fell, Dao Mu looked at the other party's reaction, and Dao Mu knew that these people were not just enthusiastic.

"How is that possible?"

"Yin Shiyuan never lets men stay overnight, let alone let men stay in. ”

"Fly, come here, let Bendao take a look. ”

The other party chattered for a while, Dao Mu didn't say anything, his hand trembled, and the stone plaque broke through the air to the young man in front.

The young man had short hair, and only the skin was exposed, and there was not a single place without scars. "Dao Mu, the newcomer who performed dazzlingly last year?" he took the stone plaque and looked at it for a while, feeling that it was true, "I heard from the master that the Lord of Huashan once interceded for you, but she swore a poisonous oath not to recruit male disciples, otherwise you will make her make an exception......"

"Oh?!" Dao Mu was surprised when he knew about this for the first time. He suddenly wondered what was going on.

"My name is Bin Thorn, I studied under Pastor Da Huang Shanbin, and I am involved in planting and animal husbandry. The young man raised his head slowly, his eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf, and his eyes were as dazzling as thorns, "Brother Wangdao Pastor should learn to shepherd hard, don't think too much about other things." With a wave of his hand, the stone plaque broke through the wind, and the wind was like a knife.

Dao Mu easily caught it, didn't put it away again, and hung it with the black and gold waist card. Senior Brother Xie reminded Dao Mu to keep it in mind. He bowed, patted Ah Meng's head, and landed in front of the door of Yin Ziyuan.

In front of everyone's eyes, Dao Mu stepped across the courtyard gate without any obstruction, and quickly disappeared from people's field of vision.

"Bin Thorn, let's just let him go? What's the matter, explain to Senior Brother Bin. "One person buried it.

Bin Thorn turned his head suddenly, and under the silver light, his eyes spit out needles, and the other party was frightened to take a few steps back. In a trance, the man fell from the sky, his limbs fluttering, and he screamed. When he was about to fall to the ground, he remembered that he was a shepherd.

"This kind of idiot can only rely on relationships to enter the Weaving Mansion. Bin Thorn glanced at his companion, his eyes were shining, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the figure slowly disappeared into the long sky.

It was a long time before his companion came to his senses. The wind whirled by, with the cool breeze of the evening, and when he thought of the fierce appearance of Fang Cai, he shivered and dispersed from the air.

The news of Dao Mu's stay in Yin Ziyuan quietly spread. For the first time since the creation of the Aster, a man has moved in. It seems that by the evening breeze, the fire burns more and more fiercely.

The initiator, but in his own house, he brought prey, opened his intestines, and lit a fire. Knowing that the fairies don't eat meat, Dao Mu spent a little pastoral effort and locked his qi in the yard. Not long after, the smell of meat permeated the entire courtyard.

Daomu and Meng met again, and Ah Meng was in a good mood. Ah Meng smelled the smell of meat, and couldn't help but ask Dao Mu for it. Moo, running in the courtyard, so unhappy.