The decisive knife was absorbed into the body, and the Dao Mu of Mu Jian Mountain was put into the feather ring, and the Dao Mu changed into a plough mountain robe. After some entanglement, Dao Mu hung the black and gold waist card with the temporary waist card of Lishan.

The two of them stepped out of the house, one after the other. When I looked up, I saw that at the end of the road, there were dozens of people standing outside the door formed by the thorn cage.

"On the ground, the stinky pit stone has changed its temperament, and even the outside of the house is fancy. "A chubby young man, stumbling. In the sun, his skin was as greasy as a half-eaten pork knuckle on his hands.

While eating pork knuckle, the observation of the thorn cage. The fat young man got close, and he didn't know if he could see the reason.

"Senior brother is out. Through the gap, a person saw Huang Xianfeng and Dao Mu, coming out of the house and walking on the road.

Before the two of them could reach out to open the door, the door had already opened by itself. Huang Xianfeng looked at Dao Mu in surprise, Dao Mu shook his head, and denied it with his eyes.

Dao Mu was also curious, so he stretched out his hand to touch the thorns, but the fat young man immediately stopped him, "Don't be impulsive!" The words came out, but it was too late.

Dao Mu had already pressed his hand on the thick thorn strip, and contrary to what others expected, he saw that the thorn thorn had closed on its own, and Dao Mu's hand was not pricked.

The petals withered with the wind, and the pollen was clearly visible, falling on Daomu. I didn't feel itching, but I felt the drizzle moisturizing my body, and it was cool for a while, and it passed.

It doesn't feel like a plant, it resembles human skin. "A woman's skin?" Dao Mu was stunned, if it was in the past, Dao Mu would still think it was an illusion, but recently he has been in close contact with Long Xianjing.

"What?" The fat young man was even more anxious than Huang Xianfeng, just because he was too anxious before, and he was pierced with thorns and bloody. "Is there a demon?"

"I just don't feel the passage of life, there are no other anomalous features, and there are no signs of cataclysm. Dao Mu came back to his senses, his eyes were not wavering, looking at the fat young man's big round face, while looking for his eyes, he said, "Could it be caused by the mutation of the herding species?" The ball was thrown to them, and the secret was hidden in his heart.

"These seeds were fortunate to be obtained by chance when I harvested the fruits of the Tao for my fellow Daoists. Recently, I squeezed out the idle time, and used the thorn seal pen to complete the carving. Dao Mu's words immediately made Huang Xianfeng have an idea, "Who knows, my skills are still shallow, so that Senior Dao can awaken the herding seed, which has caused such a strange scene." ”

Huang Xianfeng just said two sentences, dispelling most of everyone's doubts. Refining pastures often has defective products, and the effect of such defective products is uncertain, but it can awaken most priests.

"Who is this junior brother?" the fat young man pointed at Daomu with a pig's knuckle, chewing on the food while stumbling. His eyes were so narrow that he could barely see them.

"I am Daomu, Mujian Mountain Daomu. Dao Mu introduced himself and made a salute, impeccable.

Rao is dressed in plain clothes with an earthy and earthy flavor of Lishan, and he can't hide it at this moment, and Dao Mu is full of dusty temperament. It's like a lotus flower, blooming in the mud.

Huang Xianfeng patted Dao Mu on the shoulder, but his hand hurt. "Dao Mu, the lord of Huashan is very optimistic about the future life. The lord of Huashan deliberately asked him to come to us to plow the mountain and learn the basics of the herdsman through the relationship with the master. Then he put his hands behind his back and hid them in his sleeves, trembling and trembling.

"It turns out that you are the junior who has made Master entangled for ten years. The fat young man took the pig's knuckle, and he gnawed it again, and the fat trembled all over his body.

"For ten days, the whole world seemed to be a volcano, erupting one after another. As he spoke, the fat young man's face was about to wrinkle, and he didn't know whether it was pain or anger, but he didn't stop chewing.

"So terrifying?" Dao Mu looked at Huang Xianfeng, and was affirmed by Huang Xianfeng's complicated expression, and looked around again, each with different expressions, as if he really didn't dare to look back on those days. "Then I'd better not see your master. ”

"My master is not something you can see when you see each other, and it's not like you can't see it if you don't want to. Daoist brother, fate, it is difficult to explain clearly. Pang Qingqing's face was originally wrinkled, but it suddenly bloomed, like a sunflower. "I am Huang Wei, Huang Xianfeng's younger brother. ”

"He's my brother, my own brother. Facing Dao Mu's strange eyes, although this is not the first time, Huang Xianfeng's smile is still more ugly than crying, "Don't look at his respectful face, he is now a well-known herdsman, specializing in herding production." ”

It's no wonder that Huang Xianfeng is like this, as an elder brother, he is thin, dark and tall. The younger brother is fat, white, and short. Except for the overall contours of the faces, there is no other brotherhood between the two.

"Senior Brother Huang Wei, Senior Brother has some thoughts and doubts in his heart. "Dao Mu is desperate to know if he can awaken any herdsman.

"At that time, come to visit, I hope you don't blame me for being abrupt and offensive. Dao Mu only knew that Huang Wei's vision and bearing were the same as his figure.

"Welcome, welcome. Huang Wei's smile was even brighter, and the fat of his whole body beat with his smile.

Huang Xianfeng gave Daomu another introduction to other juniors one by one.

After some pleasantries, two quarters of an hour had passed. When they came out of the plough cave, the sun was already hanging high in the blue sea, and the sky was blue.

Walking in the sun, the warm light accompanied by the cool breeze made Daomu feel lazy.

Climb to the top of the main peak of Lishan Mountain, condescendingly, and take in the view of Licheng and the old lake again. "Senior brother, where are you going to take me?" Dao Mu disappeared and disappeared with laziness, and the heroic spirit of the mountains and small mountains was spontaneously born.

"Find a ripe pasture, I will teach you while harvesting, and let you practice it. Huang Xianfeng refers to a big mountain in the distance, the upper half of the mountain is yellow, and the lower half of the mountain is green.

"There are no books and documents in Lishan, let me take a look at them first?" Dao Mu thought he was here to be a coolie, or to bring himself to mingle with the other people in the door.

It's only the first day I've been here, and I haven't even read the book theory to myself. Dao Mu never thought that Huang Xianfeng had already begun to plan to teach himself to harvest,

"There are no books, and the craftsmanship of ploughing mountains is taught by predecessors. Huang Xianfeng jumped forward, his hands flapping up and down like the wings of a bird.

Hearing only a sonic boom of breaking wind, Huang Xianfeng had already galloped to the top of the mountain in the distance, beckoning to Dao Mu. Dao Mu painted the gourd in the same way, and the speed was not slower than Huang Xianfeng.

"Just the field on the top of the mountain?" Dao Mu looked at the yellow wheat in front of him, swaying in the wind, exuding the fragrance of ripe grass.

"Well, the root of the plough mountain herdsman is the plant in front of you. Huang Xianfeng was serious and immediately entered the state of a mentor, "This is mine wheat, refining metal pasture, and a certain proportion of plant metal must be added. ”

After Huang Xianfeng introduced the mine wheat to Daomu for a while, he showed Daomu how to harvest, explained the precautions, and extended it to other plants and pastures. Dao Mu thought that the last part of planting and grazing should not be so cumbersome, harvesting and picking fruits, who wouldn't.

After Huang Xianfeng's solemn and rigorous explanation, Dao Mu knew that this line of work was very particular.

It is not difficult to understand why Lishan has its own line in Zhifu. Although it belongs to the category of planting and animal husbandry, it is not under the jurisdiction of Daqingshan.

"Harvest wheat on a sunny day, and the stronger the sun, the better. At that time, all the secret power of the mine wheat was awakened by the sun, and its fineness and quality reached its peak, which could greatly increase the yield rate of making metal pastors. ”

"Minewheat is frightened when it is touched on the skin and touches its popularity. Before the knife is struck, it will fall off, fall to the ground and get dirty, and all the secret power contained in the mine will be leaked to the earth. All year long, all the hard work was in vain. ”

“......”

After talking about it, Huang Xianfeng began to teach Dao Mu again, how to isolate the skin and shield the qi, "Mu Yun Dantian, Qi gives birth to hundreds of bones, makes a barrier, and shields the popularity ......"

Huang Xianfeng originally thought that Dao Mu would have to spend a few hours to learn to isolate his skin and shield his qi. Huang Xianfeng had just finished speaking, and after a while, Dao Mu had already isolated himself in the pasture. "Is it true that when you harvest any Dao fruit, you have to shield yourself from your skin?"

"I don't know what happens elsewhere, but there is such a rule in Plough Mountain. Huang Xianfeng pondered for a moment and said solemnly, "No matter what, you must not leak your anger." And the skin shall not be contaminated in any form with the client's fruits. ”

After Huang Xianfeng finished speaking, he spread his hands, and two serrated sickles appeared on his palms. After handing it to Daomu, let Daomu look at the ridge and jump off the field.

Holding two inches of wheat straw in his hand, he poured the sickle into his hand and gently wiped it on his hand. After harvesting, don't hesitate to put it in a storage bag or storage ring to prevent its secret power from passing quickly. ”

"Remember, when harvesting the wheat, you need to inject some of the pasture into the stalks through a sickle. In this way, there will be another harvest the next year. ”

Although Daomu was already eager to try, Huang Xianfeng taught him a few times in order to be steady, so he let Daomu go to the field to harvest. At the beginning, Huang Xianfeng stared at Dao Mu all the time, and when Dao Mu cut thirty pockets in a row, he was a little relieved.

Later, Dao Mu and Huang Xianfeng were like ordinary farmers harvesting wheat, working and chatting about the world.

The mine wheat field is located on the top of the mountain, with an area of nearly ten acres, and I don't know how much mine wheat has grown. The two of them finished harvesting the wheat before the sun became mild. and the two of them worked hard and talked about the world.

After the harvest was over, both of them were so tired that they were paralyzed on the ridges, and Dao Mu also understood why Huang Xianfeng said that his Mu Jian Mountain Dao robe was not suitable for wearing in Lishan Mountain.

"I thought it would take you a few days to teach you to harvest the wheat. Huang Xianfeng relieved himself, got up with a somersault, and kicked Dao Mu a few times, "Hurry up, teach you how to seal the mine wheat." Seeing that Dao Mu was paralyzed and unwilling to get up, Huang Xianfeng flew Dao Mu down the mountain with one foot.

Dao Mu turned over with difficulty, barely separated a wisp of the source of pastoral power, and flew against the wind, which could keep up with Huang Xianfeng's speed. "I said Senior Brother Huang, how many predecessors have been kicked to death by you like this. ”

"Not much, only one hundred and eighty. Huang Xianfeng glanced back at Dao Mu, but the person landed firmly on a boat in the old lake. Huang Xianfeng's unsmiling appearance, Dao Mu didn't know whether it was true or not.

Dao Mu slowly landed beside Huang Xianfeng, and in the flight of the wind, he ate the spirit fruit, and his physical state tended to be at its peak.

I don't know why, "Alas, ......" Huang Xianfeng sighed lightly and stopped talking.

The boat at the foot was already carrying the two of them, sailing to the cave of the plough mountain.