Dao Mu walked out of the pastoral garden and went straight to the preaching ground.

The knife is carried on the shoulder with a sheath, the pastoral force is surging with the pastoral meridians, the dantian is scorching like the sun, and the pastoral power is transpiring. The pastoral gas overflowed from hundreds of millions of pores, and the pastoral gas quietly ignited a blue flame. The blue flame shrouded Dao Mu, clinging to the decisive knife, swaying with the wind.

The knife was made into a stick, rammed down, and the shepherd force was wrapped in blue flames, surging like a tide, and slapped in all directions. The knife was used as a gun, piercing the void, and Dao Mu instantly broke through the protective shield of Dou Mu Tai and slid for several miles.

"If I slay the calamity with a decisive sword, will they be wiped out, or will I be transformed into reincarnation?" Dao Mu spreads his wings, flattens the sand and falls geese, and returns to his original place steadily. "Why is it not called the Sutra of Calamity, but it is called the Sutra of Pastoral Justice. ”

"I don't know, I realize. Heart-destroying Mujian's tone was lazy.

"Old monster, you don't know the origin of the Pastoral Sutra, and you dare to call for random stuffing it to me?" "Is there a difference between killing people, killing herdsmen, killing disasters, and killing spirits?"

"Man is a circle, a big circle, encompassing all the souls of the universe. Shepherd, which contains people, is a circle for the greater. "The Heart-Destroying Pastoral Sword is just a scripture pastoral sword, which is passed on to people who are destined by intuition. Although he did not have the ability to comprehend the scriptures himself, he was born with profound knowledge.

"Turn back to the original point, life and death, the circle of people is ...... life" Dao Mu didn't finish speaking, and suddenly heard movement behind him, and the sound of breaking wind was screaming, piercing and painful. "Fairy Li, who murdered her husband, put it with us, it was going to be invaded in the pig cage. ”

Dao Mutou will not either, and the decisive knife with a sheath will be countered casually. Ding, swords collided, and air waves swept in all directions, leaving the preaching dojo spotless. Li Huiwen's offensive continued unabated, the blade of the sword was sharpened, Dao Mu flew the sword, the figure flickered, and it came behind Li Huiwen in an instant.

The decisive knife only takes Li Huiwen's acupuncture points, Li Huiwen does not turn her head, and the peacock feather is retracted to block the decisive knife. Bang, the peacock feathers trembled wildly, the sword qi roared like a roar, Dao Mu was caught off guard, his hair bun was shaved, his long hair danced wildly, and he retreated to the edge of the dojo again and again.

"Eleven days of cultivation, no progress?" After a short period of collision, Li Huiwen was inevitably a little disappointed, thinking that Dao Mu would have a significant breakthrough, "I...... Next year's Qixi Festival, it will soar to Vega......" shaking her sword and receiving, Li Huiwen slowly walked towards Daomu, halfway through the words, she wanted to stop talking.

"Count, you should be in the plough mountain. When Dao Mu heard this, he did not answer the rhetorical question. Not long after he came out, Long Xianjing and Li Huiwen returned. Dao Mu watched for a while, and did not see the sound and shadow of others.

"They're a day or two late, and they're going to study the rattan cage you've made thoroughly. "Long Xianjing has a bumper harvest in Lishan Mountain, and she doesn't want to stay longer.

"Go home and say. Dao Mu was disturbed by the second daughter, and he didn't have the heart to try it.

"Go, go, go......" Long Xianjing was more urgent than Daomu, grabbed Daomu's arm, sandwiched between Roshan, and dragged Daomu to move quickly, Li Huiwen and Ah Meng followed.

The next day, all the women returned, and after another day of reunion, Tong Di Mo Qi wanted to lead Li Huiwen's three daughters to Tianfu City.

Before parting, Li Huiwen said words that only Long Xianjing and Dao Mu could understand, "Live, fly to Vega, find me, and I will help you." When Dao Mu heard it, he imagined the scene of the incense, and his heart couldn't help but waver.

Dao Mu immersed in the gentle incense for another day, and in the sound of Long Xian quietly begging for mercy, Dao Mu rode A Meng to Lishan Mountain.

In addition to learning from Huang Xianfeng to plant and harvest pasture, Dao Mu learned from Huang Wei to refine pasture, and making pasture tools was not in the scope of consideration. The reality forced the Taoist pastor to love the skills of the pastor so much.

Diligence is very important, talent seems to be more important, if you have both, you will be like Daomu. In ten months, the knowledge reserve of Huang Xianfeng's brothers was squeezed out.

The basic knowledge has been consolidated, and only practice is needed to hone and precipitate over the years.

In another month, it will be Tanabata.

Dao Mu has been cultivating at Huang Wei's residence for more than a month, just to carve a string of hand beads made of herding seeds by himself.

In the early morning of this day, the rooster crows in the morning. As usual, Dao Mu woke up in a state of silence. Gather your eyes and look at the table, a rare thorn queen hair, a pigeon's egg-sized native herd.

Dao Mu took a few deep breaths, his mind moved, the dantian was boiling, the pastoral power gathered his hands, and he became a qi barrier, picked up the native herding with his left hand, and twisted the hair of the Queen of Thorns with his right hand.

Pastoral power is injected, the air winds around the hair, the hair is soft, hard as iron, swollen like a brush, and twisted between the fingers. The talisman array has long been engraved in my heart, and it only needs to be integrated into the spiritual consciousness to make a traction for the seal pen.

The heart is smart, the spirit guides the way, and the seal pen leaves a pattern.

If you want to get a perfect pasture, but what you want is that there is no hesitation in the middle, and you can do it in one go. In the end, even if the pasture is detrimental to the essence, it must be a superior achievement.

The pasture is as soft as water, and the hair is as strong as iron, and it is still difficult for the two to leave traces on the native pasture. What's more, the pastoral power of Daomu is special, and it can only leave a shallow mark on the native herding. If it weren't for the Taoist pastor himself, no one else would have been able to see it.

But this first one, the shallow trace, is the most important step. Generally, in order to maintain their own signboards, the old herdsmen leave a trace in the pasture first, and then let go of the disciples to deepen the traces and refine the cost.

It is often because of poor learning or inability to see the lines, destroying the good breeds of herding.

What Daomu is doing is that this is the core and most basic skill of the pastor. The seal engraving rune array is on top of the pasture, and without destroying the pasture itself, the rune array converts other forces into pastoral power and awakens the pasture.

Give Li Huiwen the original pasture, and Li Huiwen has no pasture power and cannot use it, so it is meaningless.

From the dawn of the sky until the sun set, and then the next day, when the sun rose more than halfway in the east, the hair of the Queen of Thorns had lost one-tenth of it. Daomu is at the last moment, and he is only missing the last stroke, such as the length of a grain of rice.

When Huang Wei came, and how long he stood there, Dao Mu didn't notice it. I saw him standing in the corner of the room, shielding his breath, his eyes widened, and his whole body was tense, like a fat bear herding corpse. Huang Wei stood with Dao Mu for a day and a night, and he was more nervous than Dao Mu himself.

Obviously, his breathing was very short, but Huang Wei had to control the trickle, worried about destroying Dao Mu's mysterious state. was obviously worried and couldn't help trembling, but Huang Wei held back fiercely, tensed his muscles and muscles, and didn't let any part of his body tremble.

It's just in time!

The roof tiles trembled a few times, which coincided with the ventilation of Daomu and avoided the disaster. His eyes were half-narrowed, and his heart was silently reciting the Pastoral Sutra, no matter whether it was of practical use, since the seal was carved to the present, at least he maintained a peaceful state of mind.

Just as he was about to write a pen, the house seemed to be attacked by something, and the whole house shook violently. Without giving Dao Mu Huang Wei time to react, countless thorns were like iron chains, smashing Huang Wei's house to pieces.

Thorns are like spirits, they do not hurt people, but tear down houses, and people scream and scream, and when the houses are destroyed, people fall on the mounds. Dao Mu landed steadily, still holding the herd seed in his hand, and the seal pen in the other hand was nowhere to be found.

The sea of thorns has skyrocketed, and now it is gathered into a mountain. The hill where they are located is like the hinterland of the Thorn Mountain. There is only three zhang of open space around, and the rest are overlapping and intertwined thorns. People are full of instinctive awe of thorns, and dare not act rashly.

"Senior brother, this one will be given to you. Dao Mu's hand trembled, and the herd threw Huang Wei, "When I lost the seal pen, although it is no longer perfect, you must have a way to make up for it." ”

"It's too precious. Huang Wei was embarrassed to take over, in fact, there was no need to save, as long as he didn't connect the rune array and awaken this shepherd with his pastoral power, its power would not be greatly weakened.

Dao Mu knew what Huang Wei was going to say, and raised his palm to signal that Huang Wei didn't need to say more. There's nothing wrong with exchanging a Thorn Queen's hair for a native shepherd.

Huang Wei tried all methods, but the sea of thorns was indifferent. It was a vision he hadn't seen since he moved in.

When people were panicked, Dao Mu suddenly said "sure enough", and after the words were finished, Tang Lisha led the elders of Lishan to fly. The owner of Lishan Mountain came in person, and people saw hope, or shouted for help, or cheered.

Dao Mu and Huang Wei were not so optimistic, "The Queen of Thorns is homecoming." This thought came to Dao Mu's mind, but Huang Wei blurted out directly on the side, and the six words were the same as the thoughts in Dao Mu's mind.

The Queen of Thorns?

Huang Wei's words immediately frightened people, in the eyes of the Queen of Thorns, she is the Emperor of Calamity, she is the evil demon, she is the evil spirit. People immediately remembered that this world was opened up by the Queen of Thorns, and their hearts fell into a trough.

I knew that I was greedy, and for my own good future, I came to Lishan to be a servant. It's good now, it's become the Empress of Thorns' meal, and what future is there.

Huang Wei persuaded them a few times, but when they were indifferent, they cried even more, and they lost their patience to say more. From beginning to end, Dao Mu treated them as if they didn't exist, and came to the thorns by himself.

Outside, Tang Lisha and the others showed their magical powers, and the Taoism was colorful, all of which were greeted on the sea of thorns, which was useless. Tang Lisha was greatly annoyed, poisoned, set fire, moved the ground, and moved the knife.

Dao Mu and them seem to be isolated from the world, no matter how hard Tang Lisha tries, no matter how loud the sound outside, it can't reach Dao Mu here.

The same is true inside the Taoist pastor, if you talk about how people cry for help, you can't hear it outside. Not to mention that they can't hear it, Tang Lisha and they can't even see the Dao Mu.

It was precisely because he couldn't hear or see the situation that the stack of house wreckage outside the thorns made Tang Lisha restless.

Huang Wei destroyed three shovels and four hoes before digging a hole the size of a human head. plus the people on the side, babbling, crying and making noise, Huang Wei was stuffy, angry and anxious, sweating profusely, and the fat was trembling.

Qiang, the knife is out of the sheath, the knife is reversed, and the body of the Taoist is slightly bowed, in the form of a praying mantis. The dantian is scorching and the sun is hot, the pastoral power is like boiling water flowing through the meridians, and the words of the pastoral scriptures are like thunder, which is deafening.

"Instant!" chirped, a golden crow crow.

Dao Mu turned into a round of scorching sun, and the sun shone on the entire thorny mountain, and it was full of light.

"Eclipse!" all the lights gathered, turning into a blazing light, a half-moon and a solar eclipse.

Boom, a screech of the wind.

The light is gone, and so is the shepherd.