With the knife in hand, all the earth, rocks and mountains, such as cutting tofu. Dao Mu didn't know what time it was, so he didn't want to waste time, and saw him concentrating, surrounded by dragons and phoenixes.

A blow of the dragon and phoenix danced together, less than a few breaths, clashing with earth and stones, and going straight to the sea of clouds and fire.

The illusion of the dragon and the phoenix danced together, and most of these visions were born with treasures. Therefore, it attracted nearby immortal cultivators to investigate, who would have thought that the initiator was standing in the sky, overlooking the vast earth.

It is not the first time that the dragon and phoenix have danced together, but this time the power is far beyond Daomu's imagination. "It's a bit exaggerated...... Dao Mu stood on the top of the sky and the sea of fire, overlooking the Baizhang Mountain that was smashed by Dao Mu in the Nether, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Hey, this fellow Daoist is a disciple of Weaving Heaven?" In the distance, a fat man stepped on a shuttle and staggered.

Dao Mu followed the prestige and saw that the fat man was wearing a strange pastoral robe, which was not a sect that Dao Mu knew. Afraid of trouble, Dao Mu is about to take off the black and gold waist card. The admonition of the master echoed in his mind, so he had to give up.

"I am Daomu, Mujian Mountain Daomu. "Dao Mu took the initiative to report his name, although the other party is an unknown sect, but there must be etiquette.

"Dao Mu?" The fat man was already close, and the inertia of the shuttle was too great, and he almost bumped into Dao Mu before he could stop. "The name Daomu is a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere. ”

"But in Cowherd City?" Seeing the fat man frowning, his eyes and nose were about to squeeze into a heap, Dao Mu was anxious for the fat man.

"Yes, yes, yes......" The fat man clapped his hands and looked at Dao Mu with rat-like thief eyes, "Now, Brother Dao Mu has become a legend in Cattle Farming.

Many descendants want to emulate you, and they all die transparently. You are alone, and you live a chic life. "I saw that there was an extra fan in his hand, which fanned out the cool breeze and drove away the scorching heat.

"It's just a matter of luck. Dao Mu glanced at the mountain ruins, it was only less than half an hour, and the immortal cultivators had already come more than thirty. "These immortal cultivators usually don't show their faces, they live in seclusion, and they are high. Now I'm as industrious as a bee, flying everywhere, annoyed to death......"

"Brother Daomu, when you say they are bees, you praise them, they are simply flies. The fat man pointed to the southeast with a fan, "A few days ago, this road was in the ruins of the Imperial City, and I occasionally got a pastoral vessel. Before he could cover the heat in his hand, he gave it to this group of cultivators and robbed it. As he spoke, the fat man was so angry that his fat body trembled.

"Recently, have you found any other survivors?" Dao Mu looked at the situation, and he didn't know where he was or how long he had been drifting underground.

"In the past half a year, a large number of immortal cultivators have poured into the purgatory of the Gluttonous Country, and the heavens and the earth have been turned upside down, and it is impossible that there will be survivors. The fat man withdrew his hand and continued to fan the wind, "Half a month ago, the fan-like aroma disappeared. In my humble opinion, this has to do with the fact that the survivors have been taken away. ”

"Brother Dao, have you seen my disciple of Weaving Heavenly Mansion?" Dao Mu wanted to ask what the aroma was, but he felt that it was inappropriate, "I don't think there is anything to be found in this gluttonous country, so it is better to go back to the house and concentrate on the heavens and enlighten the Dao." ”

"This Dao has never met other disciples of the Weaving Heaven Mansion, but it is also planning to do so. The fat man sighed lightly, and the fan couldn't help but be a little faster, and his heart seemed to be like the fire around him, swaying, and the fire was scorching, and there was no specific goal.

"I happened to hear Brother Daomu, and his knife skills are very good. It seems that the previous movement was undoubtedly the work of Brother Daomu. "The fat man doesn't look honest and honest on the surface, the beans have small eyes, and it is better to say that it is a mouse's eye, but it is a cat's eye.

"Brother Dao is a clear-eyed person, and on this day, Xiaodao also occasionally has an understanding. Who knew that it soared into the sky and caused such a movement. Dao Mu had a little bitterness on his face, and he was helplessly caught by the fat man, and he believed it.

More and more immortal cultivators rushed to hear the news, and Dao Mu waved his finger to the ground, "The disciples of Weaving Heaven Mansion are dazzling on the surface, but they don't secretly want to be treated by fellow Daoists. If you don't leave, I'm afraid they'll come here. Xiaodao will also go, and there will be a period after Brother Dao. ”

"Alas......" The fat man shook his head and sighed while shaking his fan, "Brother Daomu......"

Before the fat man finished speaking, Dao Mu had already sunk into the vast sky fire, and galloped in the wind.

"Breaking through the sky?" the fat man saw that Dao Mu did not step on the knife, nor did he call out the shuttle, and galloped in the air. The fat man's eyes are as big as peanuts, his mouth is wide open, and he forgets to fan it. "Didn't you say that the sword and the pastor were double cultivators?"

Dao Mu Dantian pastoral power boiling, blood rumbling wildly, overflowing pastoral power wisps around the body, forming a miraculous golden crow, fluttering wings and flying high. Daomu couldn't see the map, and he didn't know where he was going to fly. Just by intuition, let's get out of the purgatory of the food country first.

Purgatory has no day or night, and it is impossible to distinguish the passage of time. The song of heaven, earth and fire, the melodic theme never changes. Dao Mu was also dizzy, and he didn't know how long he had flown or how far he had flown away, but he only felt that the realm of the Gluttonous Food Country could not be so big.

I thought that Issei was enough to herd it, after all, the consumption of flying in the sky was much less than that of flying in the sky. Now, half of the pastoral power has been consumed, and he has not yet flown out of the realm of the country of food.

"I'm slowing down?"

"Increasing the consumption of pasture?"

"Am I getting weaker?"

“......”

Dao Mu Fei began to doubt life, but the pastoral power in his body was depleted little by little. I wasn't afraid of falling to death without pastoral power, so Dao Mu was ruthless and flew all his pastoral power to see if he could reach the end.

When the oil is exhausted and the consciousness is confused. Wow, Dao Mu hit a hard object head-on, and his eyes turned black in pain. Tumbling down, I felt like I was being blocked by a few pockets of trees.

"Yes. A familiar voice came, with a slight flirtation, "At the beginning, it seemed correct that I didn't wash away that sand of tarsal bones for you. Hitting Mujian Mountain at such a high speed didn't kill you. It was the voice of the Third Master.

Wow, Dao Mu struggled to turn over, only to feel that if there was no such layer of skin, the whole body would fall apart, like mud. "Master, Second Master, Third Master, disciple please ...... you" Just saying these words, he used all the strength left by Dao Mu.

"It's the first time I've heard that the disciple is lying down like this to greet the master. The third master held his sword and straightened Dao Mu's limbs, "Come on, get up quickly, don't pretend to be dead." ”

As he spoke, the Emperor's aura had continued to skeletal remains, and his pores spit out residue and turned into wisps of black smoke. After dozens of breaths, except for the empty dantian, everything returned to normal.

Dao Mu walked a few steps with the master and worshiped the sages. I wanted to tell the story of my adventures, but I was stopped by the master, "We all know what you want to say." What you don't know, we know. We know, but we don't want to say. ”

When Dao Mu heard this, he felt like he was being choked by the neck, and he could only stare dryly. This kind of mysterious and pretentious behavior made Dao Mu grit his teeth in anger.

The way of speaking can't be simpler? let alone the master and apprentice.

The master did not know about the Pastoral Sutra, and only said that it was the first time he had heard of this scripture. Dao Mu recited it to the master several times, and the faces of the three masters were finally a little strange.

"My sword is ancient, and I have specialized in the art of killing herding and suppressing disasters all my life. On the contrary, the second master had a feeling of relief. "We can't teach us how to do pastoral work. ”

After Dao Mu heard this, he suddenly had a feeling that he was going to be released somewhere again. Affection for the three masters, teaching apprentices is like herding, leaving them to fend for themselves.

"The deity is temporarily sending you to Daqingshan, following my senior sister to lay a solid foundation for pastoral paths. "Sure enough, after the master tested Dao Mu for some homework, he wanted to take Dao Mu to Weaving Heaven. "There is one point, before breaking through the Heavenly Realm, you should not practice pastoral art. ”

"Weaving Heavenly Mansion, that's okay......" Dao Mu breathed a sigh of relief, at least not as embarrassed as in Yijianmen. Psychologically, Dao Mu still agrees with Zhitianfu, after all, Mujian Mountain is named in Zhitianfu. "Raw vine technique, count?"

Hearing this, the third master smiled secretly, the corners of the second master's mouth twitched, and the master's face was cold, everything was silent.

"When the apprentice sees the Lord of Huashan, should he call her the master uncle?" Although Mu Jianshan has no clear precepts, he always feels weird, and Dao Mu inevitably wants to ask.

"No, you can't. The ice and snow melted slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "You can call her the Lord of Huashan like others, or other honorific titles, but you can't call her Master Uncle." ”

Dao Mu was surprised, his eyes swept over the second master and the third master, and saw that the two of them also nodded silently, and their doubts were even worse.

"There are some rules that are not on the table, they are called taboos. It is because of these taboos that the world is stable. What you think is just what you think, but the reality will bring disaster to the other party. "The master is upright and fierce, and he does not allow Dao Mu to make mistakes.

However, there is a question of title, which is talked about by the master as a taboo in life.

"It's too much of a fuss. "Dao Mu seems that this has nothing to do with the taboo, this is obviously ruthless and unreasonable. "I'll just ask casually......"

The master didn't answer again, the second master and the third master, one sitting cross-legged, the other leaning on the altar, purely to watch the play. is one person, and he is of the same mind, and Dao Mu can only think like this.

"You can go. The second master was calm, raised his hand, and made a gesture of invitation.

"I ......," Dao Mu was stunned.

Other people's masters, not to say that they poured chicken soup for the soul, at least give some symbolic rewards or words of encouragement. My own master is absolutely gone, I wish I could get out of here quickly, so as not to be an eyesore.

"I'm afraid that I'm not going to fly away by myself again?" Dao Mu bent his hand and pointed at himself, his tone trembling, this is angry, "I almost didn't play you to death." "Thinking of the previous collision, I almost didn't crash myself to pieces, and my soul was scattered.

That feeling is like thousands of hammers hitting and tens of millions of ants gnawing at the same time. The heart and lungs seemed to be filled with cement, unable to breathe, and the strong feeling of vomiting was now shivering, immersive and immersive.

"Let's not say that it is very embarrassing for old friends to see each other, the master is old, and now he is half-lying in a coffin, and he can't walk. The third master stood up with his sword, full of vitality, even more than Dao Mu, and he was stunned to say such shameless words. "If you relax, you won't die if you hit Mu Sword Mountain, you will only die if you hit Lingxiao Hall or Yama Palace. ”

"No wonder Ah Meng is not in Mujian Mountain, I'm just afraid that he is already in Daqingshan in Zhifu, right?" Dao Mu glanced at the three people in front of him, which was the Dao Bone Immortal Wind, and the leader of the thief's nest was clearly distinguished, "The apprentice should stay for one more day, take some ingredients, medicinal materials, and pastoral materials." ”

"Be careful. "The second master agreed to Daomu's request, after all, his own disciples, should not be too harsh.

"The boy retreated. ”

Dao Mu made a salute, and after the three of them agreed, he jumped on the cliff on the side of Mujian Mountain.