Dao Mu Hou Da Zhuang led the Cowherd Li Huanyan to visit the ruined Muxing Town together, Dao Mu and Hou Da Zhuang told interesting stories about their childhood, laughing with tears.

Li Huanyan can also interject a few words from time to time, just because he also came with Daomu Li Xiaopang when he was a child.

The cowherd was unusual, smiling, smoking and exhaling, walking quietly, watching quietly. Sometimes his eyes are as plain as a mirror, as if he is contemplative, sometimes his eyes are rippling, as if he is remembering, and sometimes he smiles brightly, echoing them.

The bright sunshine of the reunion shone on the earth, and the four of them walked in the desolate Muxing Town, and the smiling faces under the sunshine were sincere and sad.

The clear sky and the good weather do not make people feel completely comfortable, but make people feel a kind of suffocation. I don't know if it's just after the disaster, the weather of heaven and earth, or the atmosphere caused by the four people themselves.

After wandering around, Dao Mu Hou Da Zhuang sent the cowherd Li Huanyan out of Muxing Town. Let the two go back to Cattle City first and wait for him and Hou Dazhuang, and see each other in a few days. Cowherd and Li Huanyan didn't think much about it, they exchanged pleasantries, said a few words of cherishment, and then turned their heads and left.

Returning to the Little Mu Xing Mountain, Dao Mu proposed to raise the Xiao Mu Xing Mountain as a monument. Hou Dazhuang did not refute it, and agreed with Dao Mu's idea very much.

Although this is the first time that Daomu and Hou Dazhuang have cooperated, working together to pull up the rocks, they have cooperated perfectly. In the roar, the little Muxing Mountain broke through the ground and showed its true colors to the world.

Muxing Mountain is 330 zhang 6 feet 5 inches high, and the number of days in the dark is 365 days. The smallest part is thirty-six zhang, catering to the thirty-six numbers of Tiangang. The longest circumference is seven hundred and twenty zhang, which should be ten times the number of seventy-two in the earth.

From a distance, it looks like a big yellow cow roaring in the sky, and up close, it looks more like a green cow crawling on the ground.

Dao Mu stood under a cliff in Muxing Mountain and looked up, without any inspiration for a long time. Hou Dazhuang, who was invited by Dao Mu to write an inscription together, also had a blank brain and no ideas.

In fact, it is precisely because they have too many ideas, too many words, and too many feelings that they will be at a loss. At this time, a monument is inscribed, and an epitaph is erected. There is no end to the monument, let alone a more concise epitaph.

Long.

"Let's just inscribe one word for each person. Dao Mu twisted his stiff neck, "clicked", turned his head to look at Hou Da Zhuang, his eyes were full of remembrance, "Dad told me that when emotions are so complicated and there are a thousand words to spit out, it is far from enough to simplify it into one sentence. It's better to inject all feelings, all words, into one word. ”

"Those who understand understand themselves, and those who are mediocre disturb themselves. Hou Dazhuang laughed, his honest and resolute black face showed a distressing expression, "My father also told me so, but I have never seen the inscription monument of my father and my mother in my life." ”

Since waiting for Da Zhuang to be sensible, he has not seen a few villagers leave Muxing Town. In their spare time, those uncles and grandfathers gather in the streets and alleys, drinking tea, playing chess, gambling, chatting, and telling about their great achievements.

Dao Mu had never seen a few more monuments inscribed by his father, pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, "They may be stronger than we imagined......" Saying, Dao Mu couldn't help but recall that the Heart Destroying Sword said that the Book of Life and Death can also write more than seventy earth immortals or a heavenly immortal, and the non-immortal cultivators who are not immortals are disdainful of the Heart Destroying Sword to say.

"Altair is already very big for you and me, and we haven't set foot in many situations, it's hard to imagine how big Vega is?" Hou Dazhuang thinks that all this comes down to the fact that the path he has taken is too short and there are too few places to go.

Dao Mu turned his body and looked at the wide cliff, "If you have a chance, I want to go to the sea to see." Look at how terrible the sea is, known as the forbidden area for planting and grazing. "It's like seeing the sea, and I'm stunned.

"Legend has it that the herdsman cowherd, before the immortal road, can face the sea, and the spring flowers bloom. Hou Dazhuang also looked at the cliff, full of longing. "Flowers and trees spread all over the ocean, and the thick roots pierced into the bottom of the sea like steel nails, and the wind could not disperse and the waves could not knock down. ”

The Cowherd is not such a clear sword and herd double cultivation as Dao Mu, and now future generations are still chattering about whether the Cowherd is a life pastor, a dead herd, or a sword herd double cultivation.

Now, the herdsman cowherd is famous for being a stereotypical animal herder, wearing a decisive knife at his waist and accompanied by a big yellow cow.

Animal husbandry is stronger than plant animal husbandry, animal husbandry is more than planting and animal husbandry, and there are more female Taoist priests than male Taoist priests, which is also gradually caused by this reason.

"Beasts and plants, life and death, the result is the same way. Dao Mu couldn't help but feel that he himself was very vague about his career positioning.

In monastic terms, it means that you have not found your own path, you do not have enough knowledge of the path, and your mind is not firm enough.

For this kind of view, Dao Mu always wants to refute it, but he can't say it. I obviously feel that I am not like that, I have my own persistence, and I am following my own path.

But I feel that those who criticize themselves are right, if they want to say what expertise they have, what expertise they want to refine, but they have not yet counted.

Daomu doesn't know what he is good at, whether it is kendo or pastoralism, they are all ordinary. It's like the sea, with nothing to protrude, but it can contain everything.

Both of them are facing the cliff, each with their own emotions and thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, Hou Dazhuang smiled comfortably, clenched his hands tightly, immediately let go as usual, turned his head slightly, and looked at Dao Mu with his afterglow, "Ah Dao, I've already thought about it, what about you?"

Dao Mu understood that Hou Dazhuang's competitive spirit began to flood again, and his eyes glanced at Hou Dazhuang, "You first, or me first?" Holding the scabbard in his left hand, he clutched the handle of the knife in his right hand, and his middle finger was naturally straightened and could not be bent.

Hou Dazhuang directly said that let Dao Mu inscribe first, all this is the credit of Dao Mu, and he can't take the lead.

Dao Mu did not give in, and shouted "Okay!" and jumped up in the wind until he was halfway up the cliff.

Break the knife out of its sheath and turn into a black dragon.

The black dragon grabbed the stone fragments, and it fell like a downpour, so that the big man held up the air hood to block it.

Hammer the knife back to its sheath. Dao Mu Qi sank into the dantian sea, and slowly landed on the ground from the air, chic.

The word "herd" with a pen walking dragon and snake seems to occupy most of the area on the left side of the cliff.

Hou Dazhuang looked at the word "pastoral", thinking of Daomu's life experience, and suddenly had the urge to cry. Hou Dazhuang seems to be able to fully understand all the feelings that Dao Mu instills in the word "pastoral".

"It's my turn. Hou Dazhuang was hoarse, and his voice trembled like his body. In order not to let Dao Mu see his fragile side, Hou Dazhuang took a small iron rod the size of chopsticks from his left arm.

He held a small iron rod in his right hand, with delicate golden veins. Under the guise of the wind, it immediately turned into a zhangxu, and the thick sticks at the mouth of the bowl were clearly visible.

Hou Dazhuang stomped on the ground violently, jumped up, and held the stick with both hands, opening and closing, whirring. Stone debris rolled down like a waterfall.

The entire Muxing Mountain was shaking, and Dao Mu stood at the bottom of the cliff, full of tremors. It was about to cut off Mu Xingshan with a stick, so that Dao Mu couldn't help but cover his ears.

"Drink!" Hou Dazhuang swept the last stroke, and the whole process was completed in one go. Then he saw that Hou Da Zhuang did not do any protection, and fell to the ground from a high place in a daze.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and Hou Dazhuang stepped on a pit the size of a water tank, and there were sticks stuck in the edge of the pit.

The word "Zhuang" of a dragon flying and phoenix dancing seems to occupy most of the area on the right side of the cliff.

Dao Mu looked at the word "Zhuang" and was stunned. After a long time, Dao Mu muttered a wry smile, "Da Zhuang, there is no dead soul of my father and mother in the book of life and death, and there is no dead soul of your father and mother. I want to ......"

"Didn't you hesitate to swallow an elixir for me and save my life?" Hou Da Zhuang jumped violently, summoned the shepherd, and suddenly came to Dao Mu's side, and his big fan-like hand tightly grasped Dao Mu's shoulder.

Both brothers can feel each other's feelings from that simple word.

Reading from the right is "Mu Zhuang", which is strange at first sight and cannot form words, but when you taste it, it seems that it is not very necessary. Reading from the left is "Zhuang Mu", and I feel very awkward at first sight, which is a word, but not a word.

But seeing the payment of Hou Dazhuang and Daomu, I think of the life experiences of the two of them, and the history of Muxing Town. Whether it is pronounced as "shepherding strong" or "strong shepherd", everything seems to become smooth.

Whether it is pronounced separately, or whether two words form a word. How to read and understand it depends on what future generations have learned from it.

Whether it is an inscription or an epitaph, it is precisely this result that is wanted. This not only includes the inscription person, but also their enlightenment experience at this stage, but also their understanding of heaven, earth and human feelings.

What is a destined person?

Those who are in harmony with their hearts are destined people.

The bodies of the two big men were trembling slightly, their eyes were red, and the water waves were hitting their sockets. Both of them held back their tears and showed each other their weak and hypocritical side.

In front of you is the mountain, and in the back is everyone!

"Let's go. Hou Dazhuang let go of his hand and gently patted Dao Mu on the shoulder a few times, "It's been five days, Ah Niu, they should be in a hurry." As he spoke, his hands were still shaking, and his palms were warmer from sweat.

"You go first, my heart is throbbing, as if I want to break through the shackles. I want to stay a few more days and reach the heavens and enlighten the Tao. Dao Mu blinked his eyes a few times, and after returning to normal a little, he turned his head to look at Hou Dazhuang, "Give me the book of life and death and the judge's pen." ”

Hou Dazhuang didn't say anything, and immediately took out the book of life and death and the judge's pen from his arms and handed them to Daomu.

Dao Mu took the book of life and death and the judge's pen with trembling hands, and cautiously promised, "Don't worry, I won't write people's names on it." ”

"Ah Dao, I hope you can use it when you should, otherwise the efforts of the villagers will all be in vain!" Hou Dazhuang was really solemn and patted Dao Mu on the shoulder.

"The lineage of the Muxian can be passed down, not by relying on the ethereal bloodline, but by a spirit!"

"You are the son of my Uncle Cang, a person who is in the line of my shepherd immortals, then you should have this awareness!"

"The spiritual core of our Muxian lineage is sacrifice!"