Dao Mu crossed the spiritual spring, came to the edge of the low cliff, and took advantage of the moonlight to look around. "Fellow Daoists, do you have any objections to the three Daoists?"

Dao Mu looked at it and waited, silently counting a hundred breaths in his heart, but no one answered. Then he jumped off the cliff, light as a feather, and landed lightly on the ground. With his left hand pressing the knife and his right hand behind him, Ah Meng walked slowly towards the three siblings.

Dao Mu relaxed and walked leisurely, "Since all the Taoist friends have no opinions, then this spring water and the trail will be given to the three of you." ”

So generous?

So simply?

The closer the distance between the two sides, the three brothers and sisters became tense.

Perverse!

Fraud?

Or give in?!

The three brothers and sisters were not only happy, their eyes were half-narrowed, looking at Dao Mu's smiling face, the cold and world-weary bloody eyes. Their bodies stiffened more and more, and the spirit god locked on Dao Mu's every move to prevent Dao Mu from drawing his sword and attacking.

Seeing this, Dao Mu's smile became brighter. When the distance between the two sides was a foot, people thought that the Taoist pastor would stop and talk. But seeing that Daomu did not slow down at all, he changed his trajectory slightly.

Soon, Dao Mu crossed the middle-aged man with a one-eyed mustache and walked towards the woman with a graceful voice.

"Hiss!" The green snake showed its fangs, its eyes were cold and frosty, and its muscles and muscles were tense, ready to attack.

Dao Mu walked to the side of the male duck with a graceful voice, and everyone thought that Dao Mu was neat and neat, and crossed the male duck with a graceful voice. Dao Mu stopped suddenly, turned his head, and looked at the poisonous snake's eyes with cold blood.

"Shhh Startled, it suddenly retracted and slapped it in the face of the male duck's graceful voice.

"Ahh

"Does it hurt?" Dao Mu said with pity, his right hand stretched out, like a casual appearance, and like a claw.

Seeing this, the green snake swam to the other side of the graceful woman in horror and penetrated into the woman's sleeve.

Dao Mu was the initiator, but he didn't take the green snake in his eyes. Seeing that his right hand was holding a cold and stiff slender hand, "Such a face should be cherished." ”

As he spoke, Dao Mu exhaled a white breath, with the sweetness of vanilla. The pretty face of the male duck with a graceful voice was immediately restored, and it was even more pink and shiny than before.

"Thank you, thank you......" The male duck's graceful voice was blank, and the woman's mind was blank, and she felt that her heart was about to melt. She completely forgot that she was also a high-ranking celestial pastor, and comfortably accepted that Daomu had no morality.

"Hmm. Dao Mu leaned forward, and a thick and greasy rose fragrance struck. Dao Mu was still unharmed on the surface, and he also leaned his nose against the other party's hair and took a deep breath, "It's so fragrant, it's a pity that a good woman." ”

When the words fell, Dao Mu straightened his body, patted the woman's fragrant shoulder, and reluctantly left, "This spring water should be given to a beauty." ”

When the words fell, the Taoist shepherd had come to the old man, bowed deeply, and said "Old Ancestor".

The old man's wrinkled hands trembled on a dead wooden staff. The moss-covered head rested on the backs of his hands, and his face wrinkled into a wilted chrysanthemum.

"It's a pity that this million-year-old dragon vein, this spring water can create millions of acres of fine land and benefit hundreds of millions of living beings. The old man finally spoke, with a mouthful of snow-white teeth, "It's just that you, a member of the Sword Mountain, are so generous." ”

"Let the old ancestor, you see the smile. Dao Mu came to the old man's side and hugged the old man, not caring at all about the dirtiness of the old man, and it still emitted a foul smell that was difficult to swallow. "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. ”

"Hehe......" The old man smiled and said nothing, following Daomu's footsteps, "That kid from Jian Gu doesn't have the courage of you." Among the past generations of Mujian Mountain Masters, he is the most stubborn and the most angry I have ever seen. ”

"Really?" Dao Mu was stunned for a moment.

In Dao Mu's opinion, the Sword Gu Master is very generous, and he is simply not too generous to Dao Mu.

An old, a young and a young beast, in laughter and laughter, crossed the three brothers and sisters, and crossed the Chumeng Mountain, moving deeper into the Daomeng realm.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!" The one-eyed eight-character bearded middle-aged man took a big step and raised his hand to keep people.

The figures of the three brothers and sisters flickered, and the next moment, they appeared next to the spiritual spring.

The voice pierced Dao Mu's ears, Dao Mujian's eyebrows wrinkled into scissors, and his eyebrows were full of displeasure, knowing that whenever the sentence "Daoyou, please stay!" appeared, it would not be a good thing.

Dao Mu still stopped, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the three of them, but said indifferently, "What's the matter?" The tone was slightly impatient.

"Under Luo Yinglong. The one-eyed eight-character Hu middle-aged man introduced Dao Mu one by one, his sister Luo Fen, and his younger brother Luo Yinghu.

"Hmm. Dao Mu turned his body, faced the three brothers and sisters, and raised his head slightly, "Xiao Dao wants to entertain this old ancestor, please make a long story short." ”

Under the moonlight, Luo Yinglong thought he had seen the wrong person, and his left eye sparkled. The old man is nothing unusual, just an ordinary, long-lived shepherd.

Luo Yinglong's mind turned for a moment and asked, "Daomu Xiaoyou is so calm, I'm afraid there will be a few more dragon veins?" The voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone around him.

Ordinary Taoist priests can't detect it, but it is difficult to avoid Taoist priests and old people.

Dao Mu muttered, snapped his fingers, and muttered for a while, "Eight, there are still eight to form the pillar of Dao Meng's realm." While speaking, he also made a "show-off" gesture to Luo Yinglong.

"Oh?!" the three siblings looked at each other, surprised, more conceited, and mocking Daomu.

"Daomu Xiaoyou, at a young age, there must be no suitable Taoist couple. Luo Yinglong pushed his sister out and said with a bright smile,

"Look, you have affection for my sister, and my sister has affection for you. Lang is affectionate, concubines are intentional, and they are all heavenly pastors, and my sister is still a plant pastor. The combination of the two of you is a perfect match. ”

Luo Yinglong tried his best to be easy-going, perhaps because he hadn't been so quiet and kind to others for a long time, and he had long forgotten what to do. So much so that he didn't smile at all, his eyes flashed, and he didn't look like a good person.

After Luo Yinglong finished speaking, he felt that his cheeks were hot like his sister Luo Fen. He Luo Yinglong had such a posture, and it was also to a newborn calf twenty times older than himself.

"This posture of the willow is not worthy of the too empty heel. What's more, it is no longer a complete body, even if it is poor all his life, it can only be beyond the reach of the dust. The old man also turned around slowly, always making a chirping sound, "Only that weaving fairy, barely worthy of him......" The old man seemed to have something in his throat, something to say but he didn't want to say.

"Old-timer, the little woman is disrespectful to you, I hope you can Haihan. Although Luo Fen is very polite, it is more like a rough man who is intimidating people, and the male duck's throat is uncomfortable.

"Uh-huh......" the old man groaned, his head slightly raised, and he was about to say something.

"Huh. Dao Mu smiled dryly, pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows to stop the old man, and smiled embarrassedly, "Old ancestor, you are tormenting the juniors." The little Taoist priest has only such a big dream, that is, to marry a weaver girl. ”

Dao Mu saw that the old man's body trembled even more, and he was glaring, Dao Mu was not too dirty, and hugged the old man's arm tightly, "Your old man has held me high all of a sudden, if the kid can't achieve it in the future, wouldn't he want to make the world laugh off his big teeth." ”

"Hmph, you're not as good as Jian Gu in this regard. The old man looked directly at Dao Mu, glared angrily, and his dirty right index finger was against Dao Mu's nose, "Jian Gu's kid has made a sword, and he has climbed to the top of the sky, and ten thousand fairy swords are hanging in Guanghan Palace, and one person is surrounding a palace!" Speaking of excitement, the dead wood staff in his left hand poked straight to the ground.

"This ...... So crazy?" Dao Mu's eyes were big and he was skeptical.

Dao Mu has always felt that his master is a bit of a mysterious weirdo. And the top of Mujian Mountain is mostly an ancient lineage, and it is not at the same level as Zhuzhi Mountain.

"How do you think the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb came about, Jian Gu seems to be such a boring person?" replied the old man.

Dao Mu was shocked by the old man's words again, and the others seemed to not exist, so he was stunned and muttered, "The Ten Thousand Swords Tomb has such a history......

The old man was stunned when he saw Dao Mu, not like he was pretending, so he asked puzzledly, "Jian Gu didn't tell you this, and he didn't tell you about it?"

Before the words fell, before Dao Mu could answer, the old man suddenly realized, "It's right that I didn't tell you, after all, the ending is not very glorious." What's more, how long you can live is also a mystery. Now, when the old man sees you, he can think that the ninety-nine disciples before Jian Gu have all died. ”

When Dao Mu heard this again, he felt that his whole body was cold, and his soul was not possessed, and he muttered, "Ancestor, let's find a place and talk slowly." As he spoke, Dao Mu ignored the others, helped the old man turn around, and continued to walk towards the depths of Dao Mu's realm.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned on the spot, and the two Dao Mu really had no one in their eyes, as if they didn't exist.

Mu Jian Mountain behind Ruo Dao Mu is really powerful and powerful. Will this land be barren for so long, and once reduced to death?

Jing is playing those who have and don't, and everyone is really a fool?

The Ten Thousand Swords Tomb has heard of it, and even most of the people present have been there, but they have never seen anyone and obtained the so-called immortal fate. On the contrary, a group of prodigal swordsmen liked to follow the trend and buried their beloved damaged swords there.

"Wait!" Luo Yinglong forcibly suppressed his anger, "Daomu Xiaoyou, what about not agreeing yet?" Try your best to keep your tone calm and slow, and try not to appear to be victorious.

Luo Fen rubbed the corners of her clothes, her expression was entangled, and she was in a little woman's posture. Luo Yinghu also sneered, holding the hand of the sword, letting go and grabbing it, loosening and grasping it, and so on.

Dao Mu suddenly stopped, asked the old man to wait for a while, turned around, pointed at Luo Fen, looked at Luo Yinglong and asked, "Say, how many more Wang Lingquan do you want?"

cough cough cough, Luo Yinglong was asked by Dao Mu like this, coughing one after another, his face was red and his ears were red, and he almost choked to death by his own saliva.