Whoa, whoa, whoa......

Dao Mu does not use pastoral power, but uses his body to use his fists and feet. The fist wind was raging, and the leg whip shattered the void, faster than lightning, and only the naked eye could see the countless overlapping phantoms of Dao Mu.

After a while, Dao Mu stopped and approached the stone platform and took the feather ring with him in his hand, only to find that the blood ring was still completely on his finger. Dao Mu was a little surprised, and for a while, he couldn't figure out whether the Blood Inheritance Ring was good or evil.

"Nirvana is so simple, and it's not as painful as it is described in the book. Dao Mu opened the feather ring and took out a new set of underwear and put it on, "It feels like sleeping beautifully in my mother's arms." When you wake up, it's all over. ”

Puff, Dao Mu shook his fairy clothes and put them on. While buttoning the fairy wisp Dao clothes, he didn't forget to mutter, this time he returned to Mujian Mountain, and he would have to be cheeky and ask for dozens of fairy wisp dao clothes with his master.

After Dao Mu didn't die, he could still say such brazen words, and immediately made the mysterious qi behind Dao Mu turbulent a few times, like a breeze blowing across the lake.

"Monster, I've passed the trial. Dao Mu had a faint smile on his face, humming a lullaby in praise of the sun, with a slight sense of pride.

For a long time, I didn't see the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword responding, and Dao Mu was not lost. When Dao Mu hung all the ornaments on his body, he was the only one who could not see the Sword of Destroying Heart. Dao Mu didn't think it was strange, thinking that the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword might be hiding somewhere in his body at the moment.

He stood on the edge of a cliff dressed in a fairy suit, holding a sword in his left hand and a black metal piece the size of a letterhead in his right hand.

The black metal sheet is what is left over from the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen after being refined by the Nirvana Karma Fire, and it is densely covered with ant-like gold characters. Among them, two are particularly large and eye-catching, and they are the "Pastoral Scriptures".

Dao Mu couldn't understand that since the remnant of the cowherd was imagined by the villagers of Muxing Town, where did the pastoral scripture come from.

"Could it be that the villagers fantasized about it themselves?" Dao Mu looked at it a few times, but couldn't see the reason, so he put the metal piece into the feather ring, and after appraising the authenticity of the master, he gave it to Hou Dazhuang.

At this time, the sky was still dark and dark, and the heavy rain was pouring down, forming a rain curtain, and the wind was constantly whirring. Now, the entire Muxing Mountain is located here, and does not enjoy the blessing of Zhuyou Spring.

Call!

Dao Mu jumped up, walked against the wind, and let the rain hit his body, which was cold and made people feel refreshed.

At the moment when Dao Mu left, the wind and rain washed over the place. On the already fertile soil, young shoots of plants and trees soon grow. Just like the rest of Muxing Town, it was quickly washed green by the wind and rain turned by the spring water, the yellow turned green, and the green became greener.

Not long after, Dao Mu steadily fell into the old place of the Mu family and stood on the edge of the big pit. He looked left and right, and saw that the villagers were personally in the calamity, and the yin qi was absorbed into the spirit body. Dao Mu was very pleased, the old ancestor of Jin Ao and the old grandmother of the Xuan Snake really sent him a big gift.

After a while, Dao Mu began to step on the steps, pinching the Dao seal with his hand, and reciting the corpse scripture. The middle finger of his right hand still couldn't be bent, which caused a lot of trouble to Daomu. Fortunately, the handprint is incomplete, and it can be completed with Bugang, and after 35 attempts, the 36th time was finally successful.

The handprint hit the big pit of the herdsman's house, and "boom!" immediately sounded. The big pit is shaped like a horn, amplifying the energy and sound several times, shaking the sky and the earth, resounding through the nine heavens.

A large eerie aura rushed into the sky, and the already cold wind and rain became as cold as sleet.

The dead souls of the villagers heard the movement, and subconsciously rushed towards the big pit of the Mujia. Their yellow, thin wooden faces, and godless eyes, were a little more agile.

They seemed to be thinking about who this familiar and strange Xianyi boy was.

They seemed to be looking, and the height of Daomu's growth was far beyond their imagination.

They seemed to be wondering what Dao Mu was doing.

......

Dao Mu waited for more than ten breaths, and found that there was no follow-up, thinking that the first success was purely a fluke, and the mana of the handprint was insufficient.

Dao Mu gathered his eyes and stared for a few breaths, but in his mind, he had already repeated the successful handprints and steps several times. Take a few deep breaths and let out a long, cloudy breath.

Then step Gang, pinch the Dao seal in his hand, and recite the mysterious mantra in his mouth. Dao Mu's eyes were red and black, red swaying fireworks, and black lingering.

Printed, time and space shook, and the majestic rain was shaken into fog. Push the print with both hands, like a hand in a water tank. A secret power rippled with the ripples, making up for the entire Muxing Town.

"Get up!" Dao Mu raised his hands suddenly, as if there was a great mountain hanging on his hands.

A rumbling sound rang out, accompanied by a shaking of the earth. The higher Dao Mu's hand was raised, the louder the sound became, and the greater the shaking of the earth. When his hands were raised to his shoulders, Dao Mu's face was red and his ears were red, and his green tendons were swollen and bulging like earthworms.

My whole body trembled with my arms, and I couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat flowing on my body. It flows through the corners of the mouth, dipping into a hint, a little salty, more sweet.

A platform rises from the darkness, revealing a slight corner of its head. "Boom!" A flash of lightning swept across the sky, and Muxing Town was as white as day, and this platform was the place where the cowherd's remnant body sat down.

Under the thunder light, the stone plate like the grinding plate is the most eye-catching.

Reincarnation Disk!

The core of the tenth hall can open the six realms of reincarnation.

Dao Mu didn't know if he could use it, and thought that both the book of life and death and the judge's pen could be used. This even older reincarnation disk should also be able to open.

Taking advantage of the fall of the Morning Glory King not long ago, the Yin Si group of dragons is leaderless and in turmoil. Dao Mu wanted to take the opportunity to cause chaos, activate the reincarnation disk, knock on the ghost door, open the six realms of reincarnation, and let the villagers not pass the Yin Si review and directly enter the reincarnation.

"Drink!" Dao Mu burst out with all his might, and hundreds of millions of pores erupted with colorful blazing mist. The golden immortal blood of Jian Gu not only tempered the Dao Mu body, but also refined the Dao Mu temperament.

The fairy wisps of Taoist clothes blow the wind and hunt, Ambilight, rippling out of the fairy glow, half cloud and half fog. The function of the fairy wisp Dao Yi has begun to be initially unlocked, and it is only to be comprehended by Dao Mu with his heart.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap, a roar of the earth, the same sound, overlapping, resounding through the sky.

The altar floats up from the pit and rises from the ground for three feet and six feet, implying that there are thirty-six days in the known universe.

Under the thunder light, it was clearly visible that the rain the size of a little finger hit the altar and hit the reincarnation disk. The rain washed over the black and yellow soil of the altar, revealing well-defined patterns. The stone steps on the stage are directly opposite Daomu, ten zhang away.

"Boom!" another thunderbolt streaked across the sky.

The altar is white, revealing a ghostly atmosphere. Even if you look at it, you will feel creepy, let alone boldly step on the altar.

Knock the knife out of the sheath.

The sound was crisp and the ghostly light was terrifying, which made all the villagers retreat.

Daomu sometimes struck the scabbard with the back of the knife, and sometimes struck the back of the knife with the scabbard. And also chanted mantras, and the copper chime resonated with the sound of the wooden fish. Trying to open the door from the yang world to the yin division, the so-called ghost gate.

A quarter of an hour passed, Dao Mu's hands were a little sore, but time and space were unresponsive.

"Am I entering a misunderstanding...... "Daomu stopped moving.

The sound of the copper chime and the wooden fish echoed for three or four breaths before it was completely silenced.

"It is better to believe in the book than to have no book. "Dao Mu burns the dantian, and the pastoral force worships. The rolling pastoral energy surged all over the body, snorting out of the pores, and a huge amount of pastoral power poured into the scabbard and the decisive knife.

Dao Mu thought about Yin Silu in his heart, and silently recited the corpse scripture. Regardless of whether the corpse scripture increased the pastoral power or not, Dao Mu waved his hands vigorously and slashed out the cross pastoral qi blade, "Open!"

The Cross Flame Blade was green, and in the blink of an eye, it immediately turned into a Cross Flame Blade. The Cross Flame Blade flew away from Daomu, as if it had hit the surface of an oil-covered lake.

Boom, all at once spread into the void. The wall of fire is connected to the sky, and the left end is not visible, and the right end is not visible.

Dao Mu swung the scabbard and the decisive knife again and struck each other, and the "Dangang ......" scabbard was better than the mallet, and the decisive knife rang like a bell. The sound wave is like a heavy hammer, ramming the wall of fire.

The wall of fire is deep and concave like a large water tank, stirring up layers of fire waves. Dao Mu saw the dent the size of the water tank, and his heart was overjoyed. Immediately knocked twice, one overlapping and one heavy, not one plus one, and the third time broke the boundary between yin and yang.

Poof, the yin qi gushed out the wall of fire, and the whole process was like burning paper money.

A finger-wide charred black line was left on the ground that circled the altar. Daomu's side is the yang world, and the opposite side is the underworld.

The sun is stormy at the moment, and although there is no rain in the underworld, the sky and the earth are dark, and they don't know that the light comes out, and the yin wind is whistling and cold. Dao Mu shuddered just by hearing the voice.

Without further ado, Daomu struck each other with a scabbard and a decisive knife, and the sound of chanting scriptures and the sound of copper chimes and wooden fish rang out in unison, and Daomu took the lead in leading the villagers into the underworld and ascending to the altar.

In half an hour, Dao Mu searched Muxing Town, made sure that one did not fall, crossed the scorched black line again, and faced the sun, "When Ang Ang ......" slammed the decisive knife, and the time and space rippled.

The scorched black line transpires black gas, and as soon as the black gas disperses, the scorched black line is dimmed by half, the yin and yang boundary is closed, and Muxing Town returns to its original appearance.

The wind and rain were still shaking, and the rain had washed away the scorched black line, but it could no longer make it bleak. Half a day later, the rain did not decrease, but became heavier and heavier. It's like trying to use the last bit of strength to get all the remaining rain in a limited time.

At this moment, three shadows broke through the sky and stopped above the altar.

At a glance, it was Hou Dazhuang, Cowherd, and Li Huanyan. Hou Dazhuang is still riding a big black donkey, the cowherd is riding a big yellow cow, and Li Huanyan is flying with a sword, but his face is not red or panting.

Li Huanyan's eyes were sharp, and he could see the scorched black lines that were mostly covered by muddy water from a high altitude. I saw him press the bronze sword, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the ground. Put away the copper sword and half-squatted down, brushed away the muddy water, and stared at the scorched black line, "Brother Mu is really not dead, there is no doubt that the golden crow is him!"

"How do you say it?" Hou Dazhuang didn't dare to underestimate Li Huanyan anymore, and his eyes widened.

"What's the point?" the Cowherd also squatted down and observed the scorched black line, but failed to find any energy fluctuations.

"This line is the trace left by Brother Mu's pastoral power being burned by the Yin Fire. As he spoke, Li Huanyan stood up and looked at the reincarnation disk on the altar, his pupils contracted suddenly, "Brother Mu is bold and deceitful, as if he wants to take the opportunity to cause chaos!"