The maid stopped in front of the light group, interlocked her jade hands, put her belly away, and bowed to the Taoist pastor. "After that, non-slaves and maids can set foot on it, and the immortals must grow on their own, and look at the immortals and the sea. ”

Dao Mu had a rare smile on his face, and politely returned her salute, and looked at the maid a few times with a little deep meaning, "I've been tired of the young lady all the way." Then he turned and stepped into the light.

The brilliance disappeared, there was endless darkness behind him, the garden was full of flowers and trees in front of him, and he looked closely at the garden he walked through, except for the crooked Dao Mu, everything else seemed to be the same.

Daomu looked around, quite a sense of familiarity to revisit. As soon as he took a step, "um", he was surprised, feeling a few mountains on his back, Dao Mu was caught off guard and knelt down.

While!

The decisive knife smashed the stones, Dao Mu clenched the decisive knife with both hands, the green tendons burst out, and the knuckles were white. With the sword as the pillar, he trembled and trembled, chirping, and his bones and joints groaned together with the stones.

Dao Mu gritted his teeth, and after standing up again, he moved forward. After connecting a dozen stones, the body adapted to this strange gravitational field. It was the same layout, and Daomu didn't have the heart to appreciate it, so he didn't miss the beautiful scenery and walked quickly to the three-way road.

"Who's coming?" the voice came from the void in all directions, and its source could not be found.

"Mujian Mountain, Dao Mu. "Dao Mu's bloody eyes are shining, and he wants to wear nothingness.

However, the world fell silent again, with birds singing and insects chirping, the breeze clinging to the ears, and the bright sunshine seemed more and more silent.

After dozens of breaths, "Why did you come here?" and the voice seemed to be hoarse.

"I came to see the lord of the city. Dao Mu responded, his heart was slightly discouraged because he couldn't see through the world.

"The lord of the city is trying his best to alleviate the disaster, and he can't spare time. Hearing that Daomu wanted to see the city lord, her voice became cold again. "If you have a request, ask the old body. ”

"Channeling the disaster? Dao Mu sneered, carried the knife on his shoulder, and stared at the sun in the distance, "Are the herdsmen so unsightly?"

"You Mujian Mountain disciple, why do you look down on me as a disaster herder?"

Dao Mu didn't have time to figure out what the other party meant, only heard a few clicks on the ground, and the surrounding scene distorted into a ball. Suddenly, Daomu has come to a small courtyard, a grass house in front of him, and an old woman in the house.

"Sit. The old woman didn't raise her head, and her tone was indifferent. I saw her take an extra teacup, put it opposite her, and slowly poured the tea.

Dao Mu sat down on the futon, decided to cross his legs, held the teacup, obviously the tea gas rose up, turned into a dragon and a phoenix and turned into a tiger, and the face invaded the nose, the tea fragrance was rich and thin, like a lily and a lotus.

Take a sip, and the roar sound rushes to your ears, like a thousand feet of waterfall pouring down, and like a raw dragon passing through the throat and swimming with the stomach.

Chirp!

A crunch sound.

A strange big black bird fluttered its wings and soared from Daomu's body. This gold is so completely black, the eyes are red and bloody, and the eyes are shining, but they shine with the purest and simplest light, shining on the grass.

"In your eyes, shepherds are evil. So what is Hou Ye's old monster who forbids the herding corpse?" The old woman looked at Jin Crow, and her cold face finally showed a little warmth. "Jian Gu didn't tell you, if there is no calamity to promote reincarnation, will all living beings still be there?"

"The juniors have been worshipping Mujian Mountain for a few months, and they have only met with the master for a few days. ”

The tea seems to have a kind of magic that makes people constantly crave, and Dao Mu drank all the teacups in one gulp before breaking his desire. Tea is like a belly, from the inside out, steaming its body, penetrating the limbs and hundreds of bones, hundreds of millions of pores are stretched open by steam, and finally converge into the golden crow on the top of the head.

"Heh! Mu Xingzhen, break the sword, the sun is ......" The old woman sneered and pointed at Daomu one by one, "I don't know if Jian Gu has lost his mind and accepted you as an apprentice." ”

As she spoke, the old woman stretched out her hand to Dao Mu and asked for it, "Bring it." Seeing that Dao Mu was stunned and didn't react, the old woman couldn't help but say again, "Take the inheritance of the Mu Sword and show it to me." ”

Dao Mu suddenly realized, his right sleeve shook, and the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword slid into his palm. Dao Mu didn't think much about it, and handed it to the old woman, neatly.

"Do you know that inheriting the Mu Jian and founding the ancestor of the sect in Mu Jian Mountain?" Compared to Dao Mu's casual and insipid at the moment, the old woman was surprised and took over the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword, "It changes hands at will, but it has the traditional style of Mu Jian Mountain." When he looked at the Sword of Destroying Heart, Yu Guang glanced at Daomu.

The old woman's words reminded Dao Mu that the master casually threw the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword to him and abandoned it as if he were a shoe. "Isn't it a kind of jealousy......," Dao Mu suddenly said in his mind.

"Give. The old woman handed back the Heart-Destroying Sword, Dao Mu came back to his senses, took the Heart-Destroying Sword, and when he was a little flustered, he touched the old woman's fingers.

Suddenly, the two of them were struck by lightning at the same time, and they trembled violently. One old and one young, big eyes and small eyes, staring at each other, their faces full of surprise.

"You quench your body with calamity?!" the old woman's face wrinkled into chrysanthemums with anger, and the whole world trembled. "Calamity quenching the body is also a taboo that cannot be easily touched among the herdsmen!"

The general trend is like a storm that beats the sky, and the turbulent rumble is pressed, and Dao Mu sits firmly in place, like a reef on the coast, not moving like a mountain. The sword trembled, chopping the wind and waves, and the Taoist Mu was not harmed. On the side, Ah Meng had no effect, lying on the big futon, calling for his god to close his eyes, without knowing it.

However, the old woman's undisguised killing intent was like a sledgehammer, continuously hitting Dao Mu's brain. Negative reactions such as dullness, chest tightness, nausea, and dark eyes followed.

Dao Mu doesn't know why the old woman is so manic and angry, don't the herdsmen all regard the herdsman as evil, quench the body with the disaster, or turn the disaster into a disaster? When did these become taboos for the herdsman?

Looking at this situation, if Dao Mu does not explain it truthfully, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out alive. Then he told the cause and effect, the monstrous aura subsided like a low tide, the sword trembled and weakened, and the world stopped trembling.

In order to further dispel the old woman, Dao Mu spread out his right palm, and the golden sand was between Dao Mu's fingers, and Juanjuan flowed. "Tsar's calamity. "These golden sands are like splitting from his own bones, and every time he summons them, Dao Mu feels that he is concentrating on the pain of his bones, which is also the reason why he doesn't use them often.

"There are hundreds of millions of calamities, and there are few after they become immortals, and there are nearly no immortals. The old woman's anger disappeared, and she didn't see her trembling hand when she received the Sword of Destroying Heart, and stretched out to the golden sand and the like. "It's sad and lamentable, no matter how shrewd a woman is, she can't escape the calculation of fate after all......" The old woman seemed to know the emperor, and her grief could not be concealed.

"According to the meaning of the old-timers, the younger generation is afraid that he will be the reincarnation of the Cowherd, and because of the antecedents, he will get the disaster of the Emperor. Dao Mu looked around a few times, his hands on his thighs, but his body leaned forward, "Otherwise, you can't explain the problem of the timeline, and the juniors are not so attractive." Dao Mu's voice was mostly weak, and it was very empty. And his hands are a little shaky, and he looks unconfident.

"The Cowherd has a reincarnation, but it's not you. The old woman came back to her senses, sat down quietly, her eyes were as deep as the sea, and when she saw Daomu's hands trembling, she snorted and laughed contemptuously, "Are you afraid......?

When Dao Mu heard this, he exhaled and sat upright, "I'm afraid, the younger generation is afraid that he hasn't taken revenge yet, and the person is dead." Although she was no longer afraid, the old woman's last words made Dao Mu feel sorry for her, "I can't take revenge, I live now, and there is no meaning." ”

Heh, the old woman smiled and shook her head, poured tea for Dao Mu, and looked at Dao Mu's desperate bloody eyes, "We always think that we can make up for the past." In fact, in the end, you will find that everything is in vain. Man does not live for the sake of redemption......"

"Thank you for being taught. Dao Mu interrupted the old woman's life philosophy with his words, and the words changed, "Senior, do you know the method of herding corpses retrograde?" Dao Mu's voice was hoarse and trembling, and even his face was a little gloomy.

When the old woman heard this, her hand shook, and she almost spilled the tea all over the table, "Jian Gu didn't warn you?" The eyes that were originally narrowed into a slit seemed to be a lot wider at this moment, and the forest was bright, like complicated, and as if afraid.

"Sure enough!" Dao Mu's heart swept through the turbulent waves, but there was not much change on the surface, "As a child, you should try your best to redeem them." Dao Mu's eyes showed a fierce light, and he gritted his teeth, "Speaking of which, I am really too incompetent to find an enemy so far." ”

"Not all evildoers are shepherds. Those who do good are not all shepherds. Perhaps, you started in the wrong direction. The old woman said lightly, took a sip of hot tea, and slowly closed her eyes, reminiscing and recuperating, "Don't ask about the corpse, don't investigate again." If you break the ban, Jian Gu will not be able to save you with all the power of Mu Jian Mountain. ”

"Why, you people who are high up in the sky, are so taboo about this? Dao Mu sneered, drank all the tea in one gulp, and disagreed, "When you were young, didn't you be full of enthusiasm and talk frivolously?"

"That's not so crazy as to break the taboo. The old woman slowly opened her eyes, glanced at Dao Mu, and gestured to the teapot and teacup.

"Taboo, is this word a tricky description of absolute power?" Dao Mu comprehended, picked up the teapot and filled it for the old woman, and then poured it for himself. "If everyone is afraid of taboos, wouldn't Altair, which is already lifeless, be reduced to a death star. ”

"Well frogs can't talk to the sea, and they are confined to nothingness. Summer insects can't talk to the ice, and they can't talk to the time. Qushi should not speak to the Taoist, and be bound to the teaching. The old woman's eyes seemed to be unopened, and the whole person became lazy, no different from other old men in their twilight. "You should be glad that as a native of Mujian Mountain, your starting point is Dayue, which others look up to. ”

"Senior, why don't you take action to save the beings of this country?" Dao Mu gently put down the teapot, picked up the hot tea with both hands, and took a sip, "Or is everything from the hands of the senior......s?" Good tea ......" wanted to burp, but he was stunned and swallowed by Daomu so as not to spoil the atmosphere.

"Don't hold the old body as high as the sky, but it's just a line of people in the world. The old woman spoke slowly, and it was obvious from her tone that she was not as soft and prickly as she had just met, "I'm just a herdsman in the realm of a day, nothing remarkable." Otherwise, it wouldn't be living on top of a dung pit. The breath was a little sleepy, and even more lazy.

"Old-timers, you're too modest. Dao Mu knew that it was time to say goodbye, "Can you let the younger generation meet with the city lord?"

"Hmm......" The old woman lowered her head slowly with a snorting cry.

Dao Mu didn't have time to say more, heaven and earth were torn apart like a picture scroll, and Dao Mu Ah Meng fell into the dark crack.