Entering the house and closing the door, Dao Mu sat cross-legged on the platform, and his spirit was active again. A large amount of spiritual energy poured out from the Dao platform, but it could not be dispersed within the range of the spiritual platform.

It didn't take long for the spiritual power to gather into a mist, like a dragon and a phoenix, surrounding Dao Mu's body. Only then did the Dao Mu understand the significance of the Taoist platform carved from the roots of the tree.

Seeing that he closed his eyes, his hands naturally hung down on his legs. Reciting the Sutra in my heart, my mind entered an ethereal state. Du Mu Jing continued to recite in his heart, hundreds of millions of pores opened, inhaled the spiritual mist, and exhaled turbid waste breath from his mouth and nose.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of "dong dong dong ......" was deafening, shaking Dao Mu's mind out of the ethereal realm.

Dao Mu only felt as if only a quarter of an hour had passed, as if an hour had just passed. It's like a year has passed, it's like a hundred years. The chaos of time and the dislocation of space gave Dao Mu the illusion of returning to the grassland.

Dao Mu was suffering from unsettled mind and couldn't leave his heart anchor, so he held back his anxiety for the time being and didn't open his eyes. In his heart, he silently recited the Pastoral Sutra, allowing his body to be cold and cold, and the wind was like a knife cutting his face and flesh.

First of all, make every effort to stabilize the spiritual platform and not let yourself be confused. When Dao Mu calmed down and calmed down, Dao Mu opened his eyes suddenly.

Belch!

Dao Mu suddenly saw that he was shuttling through the universe, looking into the distance, which was an endless sea of bright stars. Looking down at the bottom is a long bridge spread out by the miserable magpies of Wusen.

Looking up, he was passing through a sea of meteorites. The universe is already empty and cold, like a knife cutting a needle piercing the body. It's better to hit the body one by one, but it hurts to hit the face.

It's just in time!

"Chirp ......" There was a cry, and a black shadow galloped from afar. Before the voice stopped, Dao Mu had already seen his true form.

It was a huge black magpie half-wrapped in a colorful nebula, and it came with its wings vigorously in the posture of wearing the stars and the moon. Seeing that it was about to bump into Dao Mu, it glanced at Dao Mu lightly, leaned over, and Dao Mu suddenly felt that the sky was dark in front of him.

I don't know how big the black magpie is, but I feel that I can fly below the black magpie for a quarter of an hour before I see its tail. After another quarter of an hour, Fang and the black magpie missed.

With a chirp and a resound, Dao Mu immediately felt that he had been hit on the head with a sledgehammer. His eyes were black, his headache was splitting, and he was snorting. Dao Mu tried to open his eyes again, and he was full of energy, and his eyelids seemed to be glued together, unable to open them.

When the black magpie's cry no longer echoed in his ears, Dao Mu felt that his eyelids could move, and immediately opened his eyes. His eyes were as black as night, like a cosmic black hole, and like a pure black gemstone carving.

Belch!

Dao Mu felt that he had opened his eyes clearly, but it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

It didn't take long for blood to gush from his pupils, and Dao Mu immediately regained some eyesight. As the area of blood continued to expand, Daomu's vision became clearer and clearer. It wasn't until the eyes of the pure black gem turned into blood-red and bewitching agate that Dao Mu's eyesight was fully restored.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss......" Dao Mu's spirit was drained, and he gasped heavily. Cold sweat covered the whole body, and under the blowing of the aura, it was so cold that Dao Mu shivered.

Dao Mu was sleepy at the moment, and wanted to lie on the bed so that he could sleep beautifully. Trembling and moving his stiff body, he finally got off the platform, and immediately felt dizzy. Sweat chokes the eyes, scratches the corners of the mouth, and dips into the mouth, salty and sweet.

Dao Mu's blood-colored starry eyes were scattered, and the bed was less than three feet away from Dao Mu, but it made Dao Mu swallow his saliva. At this moment, his face was covered with sweat, and he couldn't bear to waste his strength to wipe it.

A chapped and bleeding mouth, a few times the horn opened and closed, and the throat was empty. It seems that the front is not a three-zhang flat ground, but a thirty-thousand-zhang sword mountain and a sea of fire. Dao Mu's blue and white bloodless face showed fear.

It's like a babbling child, learning to walk, with some fear of what lies ahead of him that he can't control.

Suddenly, Dao Mu gritted his teeth fiercely, sharpened his teeth, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled like scissors, exactly the same as Dao Mu's expression when he jumped out of the car on the road of Honghu City.

All the way!

Rush over!

Dao Mu took a deep breath, breathed through his limbs, and rushed to the bed.

In his imagination, Dao Mu should rush to the bed like a tiger and a leopard. In reality, Dao Mu is like a weak old man with a sloping foot, dragging his stiff, but weak body, and walking to the bed in a trembling manner. Three zhang distance, Dao Mu took a quarter of an hour.

Poof!

The Taoist who loves cleanliness doesn't have the heart to pay attention to the sweat, dirty and smelly. Poured straight on the soft bed, and the faint aroma of soaphorn came to my nose. Dao Mu had just taken out Yunmu and held it on his chest, and immediately fell asleep.

Mu Ling lay on the edge of the bonsai, diagnosing Daomu's physical condition, "Qiye! Strange is also ......" She swaggered with her slender hands, and Yunmu shook by itself without wind, drooping green herding light, lingering and lining out the rainbow into Daomu's body.

The shuttle was still shaking, and if you listened closely, you could hear the sound of "bang" and the chirping of black magpies. Over time, the sound comes and goes, sometimes loud and sometimes smaller. The cries of the black magpies are sometimes there and sometimes they are not.

Dao Mu's face was ruddy, and his breathing was steady. He exhaled red turbid flame qi from his seven orifices, and absorbed all the wood. The naked eye can see that the fireworks are burning in the Yunmu, but more green and green herding qi is gushing out, allowing Daomu to inhale.

Fire breeds wood, wood makes fire, this scene will make people think of the Fusang tree and the sun golden crow.

"Hmm!" Dao Mu opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes shining with golden light, covering everything in the house with a layer of gold.

After a while, the golden light converged, Dao Mu came back to his senses, put away the Yunmu, and got up. But seeing that the figure was blurred, Dao Mu had already come to the door.

Squeak, as soon as Dao Mu opened the door, he saw Li Huanyan's right hand raised in the air, making a knocking gesture.

"How many days have passed?" Dao Mu indifferently, raised his left hand and pressed the right hand raised by Li Huanyan, his eyes swept to the outside of the house, and he saw that Bin Thorn and his group of eight people were already waiting outside.

Seeing this, Hou Zai Xing replied with a smile, "It's been three and a half days now, and the shuttle has just crossed the Milky Way, and it will take three days to fly to Vega." And in the second half of the day, he circled Vega and looked for an opportunity to descend, exactly seven days. ”

The area of the gambling arena occupies one-third of this large area, and the Qingfang also occupies one-third of the large area, and the rest is in the remaining one-third of the area.

Dao Mu didn't want to go, but at the moment he didn't have any sitting power, and seeing that Cowherd and Bin Thorn had been persuading him, he agreed to go together.

Dao Mu thought that although the mentality and starting point of the two sides were different, they must want him to wait for him to appear on the stage to participate in the gambling fight. The Cowherd is nothing more than a handicap for gambling fights, and everyone has been nervous lately. Binthorn is nothing more than wanting to see him lose face, or lose his life in an accident.

The cowherd knew that Daomu had already seen through this clumsy routine, and he also knew that Daomu would definitely go, because Daomu was even more nervous than him.

Bin Thorn also knew that Dao Mu had long seen through his thoughts, but he even knew how lonely and conceited Dao Mu was. Therefore, as long as he provokes a little, Dao Mu will still go even if he sees through his thoughts.

Everyone else also guessed the little ninety-nine in each other's hearts, and everyone on each side thought that the other party didn't know whether to live or die. With intriguing smiles one by one, the two sides embarked on the road together.