Let the stone monster struggle, use the fossil knife in his body, and summon the earth cone. It is also impossible to cut through the mouth of the vine, let alone break it with strange force. Dao Mu's left hand clenched into a fist violently, and all the stone monsters exploded into sand and spread all over the ground.

Daomu walked into the sand, and the vines rolled up one by one and sent the spirit of calamity to the front. After Daomu took over, the vines quickly withered, and at an inconspicuous angle, a small stream of sand climbed into Daomu's legs.

"People always try their best to let the people they love live a life that they can't touch. ”

"But you're the Sha Emperor......"

Dao Mu looked down at the golden sand in his hand, is it worth it? Thinking of the scenes of the disaster trial, his mood is complicated.

"Overcoming disasters with disasters?" the yellow smoke condensed into an old man's head, and the ring road was herded.

Let the Dao Mu chop and chop is just a cloud of yellow smoke, so he gave up the idea of killing the other party, "Xiaodao put it in the Mu Dao, I don't know what you say." "When it comes to factions, what the Taoist pastor does is really a herding technique.

"Weaving Mansion, Mujian Mountain disciple, Dao Mu ......"

"Interesting, interesting......"

"If you have a life, the old man will ...... you in the Imperial City"

"Hahaha......"

After finishing speaking, the old man's head jumped into the sky and defeated Li Huiwen's two daughters. The mink swallowed the old man's head in one bite, and the giant black gem eyes flashed in the sea of stars. The mink head disappeared into the black hole, and Li Huiwen's two daughters could not be stopped from using their turnaround tricks.

"Pretending to be a ghost. "Dao Mu ascended to the sky with the wind, the scabbard in his left hand, and the knife in his right hand, "Leave after loading, do you have to ask me about the knife in my hand!" After that, the black hole immediately flattened, and Dao Mu disappeared without a trace.

With a buzzing, clattering. The silver seams are like cobwebs, all over the black curtain. Boom, with a bang, the whole black curtain exploded and turned into powder. Under the sun, it is bright and colorful, and it is very dazzling.

Nineteen flying swords disappeared from the enemy, flying aimlessly, Li Huiwen raised her hand to recall the flying swords, "Do you feel that you know Mu's qi trace?" In a hurry, Li Huiwen didn't notice it herself, her hands trembled like her voice.

In terms of tracing and searching for qi, the shepherd is much stronger than the sword cultivator. There is no need for Li Huiwen's orders, since Dao Mu disappeared from the black hole, Xiao Jingjing has planted a tracker on Dao Mu.

I saw Xiao Jingjing drawing a circle in the void with a shepherd stick, and the circle was like ripples of water, making a tracking mirror. "How come?!" Xiao Jingjing lost her voice loudly, her face was frightened, and she was so white that there was no trace of blood, "There is no qi at all!"

"Meaning, Dao Mu is afraid of accidents?" Li Huiwen's face froze instantly, the flying sword behind her, nineteen in one, grabbed the sword with her right hand, and ignited a colorful flame, as gorgeous as a peacock. Her mood at the moment was as complicated as that face, and for a while, she couldn't sort it out.

"I don't know, I've never encountered this situation......" Xiao Jingjing clenched the shepherd staff in both hands, her pastoral power and spiritual power were intertwined, and she poured into the tracking mirror, "He is a disciple of the old immortal, he shouldn't die so easily." "The hands were too hard, sweat came out of the palms, and the bones and joints were white.

"I'm afraid that Yijianmen will be implicated...... Li Huiwen sighed lightly, and the sword waved wildly in her hand, like a peacock opening the screen, showing its brilliance.

The two of them fell into silence, and the anger of Jian Gu descended from the sky in their minds, annihilating the entire Yijian Gate. From time to time, Dao Mu's lonely and obedient appearance appeared, regretting that he couldn't stop Dao Mu in time.

The sun is shining, but there is no temperature. It was originally a place where the wind gathered, without frost and snow, and it still blew people with chills and goosebumps. However, at this time, the fire of anxiety of the second daughter could not be extinguished a little.

Perhaps, he is still alive.

Relying on this belief, the second daughter stood in place for an hour. But I didn't find that the sand pile not far away hadn't been taken away because of the cold wind.

Whew, a fresh wind came against the current, raised dust in the sand, and turned into a tornado. Dao Mu rose from the sand pile, jumping in place, tilting his head and brain. If the head is tilted to the left, he will raise his right hand to pat the right side of the head, and if the head is tilted to the right, he will raise his left hand and pat the left side of the head.

When people's brains get into the water, they get their brains into the sand, and a lot of sand falls from their ears. After some tossing, Dao Mu combed his clothes and took out a candy.

This candy is like a family heirloom, I saw Dao Mu carefully peel off the sugar coating and lick the sugar off the sugar coating, and then throw away the sugar coating and stuff the candy in his mouth.

Well, the sweetness of ten thousand flowers gathered the essence, and instantly filled Dao Mu's body and mind, "The number of candies, I don't know if I can reach it, I wish Zhishan." Dao Mu's eyes shimmered, and he planned how to let the Weaver Girl make candy for herself.

The moment Dao Mu stepped out of the sand pile, the sand flew with the wind, and disappeared with the wind in an instant. The second daughter immediately sensed the person, and turned around sharply to see that it was Daomu.

Li Huiwen scolded, and the sword in her hand only took the throat of the shepherd, "What a demon!"

The words have arrived, and the Taoist Mu is in a panic, stepping on the drunkard and swaying. Fortunately, Dao Mu was keen on qi, and he could dodge it, and the sword qi overflowing from the sword blade. "Fairy Li, lost your mind?" Dao Muren's shadow flickered and came behind Xiao Jingjing, "Fairy Jingjing, you should always believe me." ”

Xiao Jingjing waved her shepherd's staff at each other, and the green light on Dao Mu's body flickered, giving birth to vines, "Your body and bones are overflowing, rich and pure calamity qi, how can you explain it?"

Seeing that he was about to be tied into a dumpling, he was bound to die. There was a hum, a clear sound, and the vines shattered into segments. Falling to the ground, withering into foam, dipping into the earth, pastoral feedback to nature.

"It's just a touch of the Tsar's calamity. Dao Mu raised his left hand, flicked the blade of the knife, and trembled, "Today, if there is no sand of this tarsal bone, I am afraid that I would have died in Huangquan." "I don't shy away from it, and I use my body to take care of disasters.

The sword and staff hovered more than ten centimeters away, "This is the way of a herdsman, can your master know?" Xiao Jingjing frowned coldly, and the shepherd's staff trembled slightly, and it was full of brilliance.

"The master has completely faded the impurities in my body, and even the source of pastoral power has been dispersed, leaving only a trace of tarsal sand. "Qiang, the knife is returned to the sheath, Dao Mu stretched out his right palm to the second daughter, his heart moved, and the golden sand overflowed from the hand bones, gathering the palm.

"There is a lot of controversy in my Mujian Mountain Range, but it doesn't hurt to tell you one thing. ”

"Mujian Mountain does not belong to the Weaving Heaven Mansion, as for the relationship between them, I am still early in the beginning, I don't know. ”

......

Gluttonous Imperial City.

The city was full of people, and there seemed to be no sign of damage.

"Your Majesty. ”

On the splendid hall, one person threw himself to the ground, and the crane-haired old man on the antler chair was like a cold floor, shivering with cold.

"By your holy will, after sending out a letter for help, forty percent of the pastoral sects have been invited to come. ”

"The slaves and maids have made proper arrangements for their food and lodging according to His Majesty's instructions. ”

Between the words, along with his voice, he trembled like his body. The tone is sometimes angry, sometimes weak, which makes people anxious and uncomfortable.

The old man snuggled up to the antler chair, his right foot on the chair, his right hand resting on his knee, and he made a beat as his right leg shook. With his left hand, he leaned on the armrest, and looked lazily at his subordinates. "Weaving Heavenly Mansion, can anyone come?"

"Your Majesty, I don't see any movement in the Weaving Heaven Mansion. The slave didn't dare to breathe, and her forehead and the tip of her nose supported the floor, so that she could speak a little comfortably, "However, there are many people from Yijianmen, and the intelligence says that Li Huiwen and Xiao Jingjing also came together, and now Jirong is in the imperial city, and it is properly settled." ”

Li Huiwen...... Xiao Jingjing...... Fang Cai had already made a face...... "The old man groaned, and after a moment, he sat up straight suddenly, "Do you know the pastor?"

"Who is Dao Mu? The slave doesn't know ......" As soon as the words fell, I felt that a big mountain was pressed down, and the whole thing was slapped tightly on the cold floor, not to mention opening my mouth to speak, just breathing became difficult.

He was wearing a black and red robe, with a black gold medal tied around his waist, and it was written Zhifu, a disciple of Mujian Mountain. The old man put down his right foot, crossed his fingers, and leaned forward, "Then do you know the origin of Mujian Mountain?"

"Mujian Mountain?" the slave replied in ventriloquism, her body trembled, like a fish on the shore, "The slave and maid are only shallow in learning, and I don't know the origin of Mujian Mountain......"

Before the words were finished, I only heard a rapid muffled snort. After that, the whole person swelled like a ball, and then there was a fart sound, and the whole person dissolved into a pile of filth, exuding a disgusting smell of garbage fermentation.

"Hey!" the old man waved his sleeves, and the whole palace trembled. A wave of qi quickly spread throughout the palace from behind the old man, expelling all the filth and filth, "Garbage people, garbage smell, disgusting." ”

Ahem, the old man pretended to cough a few times, dull like thunder, and spread outside the palace. Da, da, da, in the sound of three feet, there were three clouds. I didn't see him, but he saw his black and shiny boots, and there was no mud under his feet.

"Today, the old man is too vain and meets a young man. His beautiful bloody eyes were filled with endless despair, and when he saw him overcome disasters with disasters, he thought he was a fellow believer. Who knew that he not only penetrated my calamity, but also destroyed my spirit. ”

The old man naturally put his hands on the handrails, crossed Erlang's legs, and acted with a big grin, as if the things he told had nothing to do with him, "Three old people, have you ever heard that there is a Mujian Mountain in Zhitianfu?"

The sound of sighing and boosing came out from the three clouds, like a ghostly whisper, and the scalp tingled when I heard it. The old man looked at the three clouds with interest, his ten fingers on the armrest, playing an irregular beat, waiting for their conclusion.

The three clusters sometimes inhaled and sometimes exhaled, causing the palace to boo and whirl, and the sound kept coming.

A quarter of an hour later, the wind subsided.

"It has been rumored for a long time that there is an isolated fairyland in Zhitianfu, called Mujian Mountain. However, no one knows where it is located, and no one knows where Mujian Mountain originates. ”

"When people talk about Weaving Heaven, it's rare for someone to talk about Mujian Mountain. Until a few months ago, a new person came out of Zhitianfu, named Taoist pastor. This person has a perverse and unruly personality, and although he has won the list with high potential, no one wants to take him as an apprentice. ”

"In the midst of the endless debate among the high-level officials of the Weaving Mansion, a person suddenly came, and he was a priest. Since then, Mujian Mountain has resurfaced. And the last place where that Dao Mu appeared was in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb......"

"Wait!" The old man raised his hand to interrupt the old-fashioned reply, "According to what you said, Mujian Mountain is located in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb?"

The three groups groaned in an old-fashioned manner, and said an ambiguous answer: "It is possible to be located in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb". The speculation that Mujian Mountain is located in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb has been passed down since ancient times, but no one has found the mountain gate in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb.

When the old man asked the origin of Mujian Mountain, the three groups of old people couldn't explain why. There are so many expressions wasted on feelings, all of which are legends.

The old man clapped his hands violently, waved his big sleeves, and three groups of old qi were swept out of the palace.