Jian Gu has a middle-aged appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, white hair, neat buns, and a black Taoist robe, but the style is the same as that of Daomu. Jian Gu only stood aside, but Dao Mu felt that he was facing a piece of sky.

"The predecessors of the Sword Gu, the juniors failed to find the mountain gate according to the time limit of the Weaving Heaven Mansion. I didn't have the opportunity to worship Mujian Mountain, and I was unwilling, so I insisted on finding the mountain gate. Just to return the robe and waist card by hand, in order to seek a little peace of mind. "Dao Mu Shui does a late salute, neither humble nor arrogant, and the courtesy can be reached to the heart.

"Time limit?" Jian Gu raised his hand with a move, and the Heart-Destroying Sword flew into his hand, "The rules of the Weaving Heaven Mansion are invalid against my Mujian Mountain. Ignoring the Heart-Destroying Sword and scolding, his hand flipped, and the Heart-Destroying Sword disappeared without a trace.

"Hurry up and comb up, and go with me to the top of Mujian Mountain to worship the people of the past generations. ”

"Oh. ”

Happiness came too suddenly, and Daomu felt like he was dreaming. Only see the style of Taoist pastoralism, and after a few breaths, the combing is completed.

Dao Mu sat on Ah Meng's back, and Jian Gu stepped on a green grass leaf, as fast as a streamer. Jian Gu seemed to know that Ah Meng didn't perform magic and the limit of speed. Jian Gu is like a leisurely stroll, and Ah Meng can go hand in hand.

The realm of Mujian Mountain is not as big as Dao Mu imagined. Estimating this area, it is the same as the Great Weaving Sky. Mujian Mountain is very large, and the entire mountain range occupies half of the territory.

The top of Mujian Mountain.

A grass house, built against the wind. Let the wind rage around him, and the grass house will not move.

Dao Mu stood on the spot, thinking that he would arrive at a magnificent and solemn palace, but it turned out to be nothing more than a grass. Walking into the grass house, it is not as cave as Dao Mu thought.

This is a grass house, an ordinary grass house, a grass house that is built more exquisitely, a grass house specially used to worship the people of the past dynasties, nothing more.

"To the spirit tablet, kowtow three times, and you can do it. Jian Gu took out three sticks of incense out of thin air and handed them to Dao Mu, which had spontaneously combusted.

Dao Mu took the incense and knelt on his knees on the ground, there was nothing else, it was a red and black stone. Bang, Dao Mu kowtowed his head for the first time, and then snorted, only to feel that his head was hit hard.

A crack opened in the center of his eyebrows, thunder sounded in his ears, and his brain exploded instantly. Dao Mu's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and there was a pitch black lightning in front of him, and he almost fainted.

A coolness surged from his mind, and after a few breaths, Dao Mu's breathing became stable and his consciousness was clear. The feeling of being top-heavy not only does not disappear, but the feeling of anti-reflection is clearer. "Is this mountain a monster, or is it a grass house, or something else?"

I thought it was simple, and there was another mystery. Kowtowing for the first time, Dao Mu had palpitations, and then thought about it two times, and secretly worried. I'm afraid that I will faint in a daze, become the fish on the chopping board, and let others slaughter it.

"Suspicion, don't be too serious. "The sword is coming.

Dao Mu gritted his teeth fiercely, pressed the doubts in his heart, and wanted to kowtow with the least force, his head was half lowered, and suddenly someone pressed his head violently.

Bang, another knock.

Dao Mu only felt that he had been hit on the head with a boulder, his head was shattered, and the pain made him spasm all over, and he groaned in pain. Although there was a feeling of being beaten on the fingers with a stone, and the hands trembled more than the body, the three incense in the hands were still clenched and upright.

The incense is endless, lingering in the spirit tablet, and the people of Mujian Mountain have come to life in the past dynasties, and the clouds are steaming and misty. Jian Gu carried his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth were on his unsmiling face, drawing a comfortable arc, and Dao Mu felt that thousands of pairs of eyes were watching him.

There is another blood mark in the center of the eyebrow, which meets the first tail. After a dozen breaths, a chill welled up in my mind again, but my heart beat feverishly with it. The brain is like the moon, the heart is like the sun, one is rational, the other is emotional, and the war between the two has begun.

Sometimes hot and cold, sometimes cold and hot, Dao Mu is unbearable, it is better to kowtow the last ring, a hundred.

Bang, another kowtow.

Dao Mu's eyes were bloodshot and shining, and his eyeballs were about to pop out, but there was endless darkness in front of him. There is another blood phoenix in the center of the eyebrows, winding, and the tail intersects with it. It looks like the word "mountain" up close, but it looks like the word "fire" from a distance.

"Ah......h

Dao Mu finally couldn't help but let go of the pain howl, and fell to the ground, paralyzed like mud. From time to time, he convulsed and spasmed, and the corners of his mouth fell to the ground, but he couldn't take care of himself.

The body and soul seem to be stripped apart. Consciousness is a thousand times clearer than before, but there is no control over the body. I felt like I was being Lingchi, but I couldn't do anything.

The mind is as cold as the sea, turning over the river and the sea, drowning Dao Mu's body. The wisps of white gas, overflowing from the pores, like cold air, and like candle gas, burned at one point.

The heart beats strongly, and the sound of the bell in the deep mountain temple is long, and it spreads to all directions. The blood is surging like a dragon, the blazing fire is finally burning, and Dao Mu is like a dead wood, and the fireworks on his body are whirring.

The stones were all burned red, twisted ripples could be seen around them, and the three scars on the eyebrows could not help but not heal, but intensified, and the blood flowed.

Dao Mu didn't even have the strength to wail, and let his body spasm on its own, and the pain became clearer. The fire became more and more intense, and Dao Mu curled into a ball, and his body finally disappeared into the flames.

Dao Mu thought that he could survive it, but when his body was completely engulfed by the flames, he had no consciousness. Thankfully, he finally didn't have to endure the inhuman pain.

Jian Gu sat on a futon under the spirit table, one on the left and one on the left. "Why don't you take that ring off?" Jian Gu burst into a rage, turning into an old man with a childish face, sitting on the futon on the left side of Jian Gu. "Crooked things. ”

"It's not easy to find a good apprentice, and the little guy has a heart that suits my heart. Jian Gu had another breath on his head, turning into a graceful young man, sitting on the futon on the right side of Jian Gu. "The other is so-so. ”

"Golden Crow, but a fairy beast ......" Jian Gu sat cross-legged, his hands naturally hanging down on his thighs, those starry eyes were like two stars in the night, he could know the world, up to the fairyland, down to the nine shadows. "It's a catastrophe, it's not a catastrophe, it's a disaster, it's a blessing, why not look at it from a different angle. ”

"Compared with Tong Boyu, Dao Mu is still so bad. "The old man's throne is solemn, like a temple sculpture, unsmiling, solemn.

"The old man and I both like Tong Boyu, but you refuse indifferently, but you don't tell you why. The young man held the sword in his left hand and the ground with his right hand, half lying down and half leaning, carelessly.

Jian Gu glanced at the young man a few times, then turned his head to look at the old man, and the afterglow never left Daomu, "Look, you two don't like Daomu, why don't you oppose me together?"

"You are the strongest in three qi, and it is more than enough to beat the two of us. I don't want to be angry with you and seal my freedom. The young man was not ashamed, and said with a grin that he was inferior to others.

"Senior Brother Bin doesn't like Daomu, and Senior Sister Hua likes it very much. The deity just loves the house and the black, just out of curiosity. The old man smiled, Zhou Tian was calm, and the entire Mujian Mountain realm, time and space stopped running.

"I hate Senior Brother Bin, that old guy is careful in everything and doesn't want to suffer a little more. The young man sat up suddenly, the sword in his hand slammed on the ground, and time and space resumed operation, "Old man, you haven't mastered the new power yet?"

"Senior Brother Bin has fallen into the red dust and can't extricate himself. One day, he will go to self-destruction. Jian Gu sighed.

There are three people in his generation, Senior Brother Bin is actuarial and sleek, his personality tends to be perfect, Senior Sister Hua is resolute, right and wrong, and righteousness is not ambiguous.

Who would have thought that the orthodoxy of Mujian Mountain would eventually fall into Jiangu and become a true disciple of Mujian Mountain.

"Mujian Mountain is a single lineage, the family is small, and few people know about it. The young man leaned towards Jian Gu, squeezing his eyebrows, "Why don't we change the rules, open the mountain and see the door, and strengthen my sword line." ”

"All laws are one, and one is where they are. "Jian Gu looked at Daomu, the advice of the young man will be faced by all generations, but in the end, they are all strict and single-handed," as the old saying goes, it may not be traceable to the source, but when it comes to special events, it will have miraculous results. ”

"The previous words are obviously from the bald donkey of Buddhism. Later, it came from the master...... "The young man muttered, knowing that it was impossible to open the sect, and his spirit was sluggish a lot, and he became more and more lazy.

Half an hour later.

Well, Dao Mu woke up slowly, only to feel weak and sluggish. I just want to lie on the cold ground all the time, and I don't want to get up.

"If you don't get up yet, can't you let the teacher help you to invite you?" Jian Gu spat thunder on the tip of his tongue, and the power of Daomu didn't know where he came from, and he got up in an instant.

Dao Mu looked at Jian Gu, but saw that there were two more people, and saw that the two of them looked similar to Jian Gu, so he forgot his words for a while.

After the old man's concise explanation, Dao Mu realized that the three of them were all sword Gu. Let the Taoist priest call the old man as the master, call him the second master, and call the young man the third master.

Since then, Dao Mu has officially become a disciple of Mu Jian Mountain. Dao Mu can enjoy all the rights and obligations that the disciples of Zhitianfu should have. Whenever it comes to Weaving Heavenly Mansion, the tone of the three masters is quite contemptuous, and Dao Mu always feels that something is wrong.

Mu Jian has a single lineage, there are no other brothers, only one master who has turned into three. Originally, Dao Mu still thought that the territory of Mujian Mountain was small, but only this pair of masters and apprentices seemed very big.

I thought that I had no chance with the mysterious Mujian Mountain, but I ended up in the realm of Mujian Mountain. Shizun Jian Gu completely ignored the rules of Weaving Heaven and still accepted Dao Mu as a disciple.

Originally, Dao Mu thought that there were a lot of senior brothers, a vibrant sect, and he could make friends with many aspiring young people, but he was the only one in this generation. There are no more ups and downs in life than this.

"The master will teach you this knowledge, I will teach you the way of pastoralism, and the third master will teach you the way of the sword. The Second Master and Dao Mu looked at each other, and there was a rare smile on their faces. "I know you're anxious to learn to shepherd, but I'll have to wait until your pastoral skills are restored. ”

Hearing this, Dao Mu immediately looked inward and found that the dantian and meridians were empty. He looked up at the three masters in shock, his face full of doubts, "Why?"

"The power in your body is too mixed, it's not good. The master's reply is quite reasonable. "More is better than fine, fine is not as good as one. ”

"Now, you're just a normal person with good physical fitness. Before you regain your pastoral power, you follow the master and listen carefully to his teachings. Although he is eccentric, he will not harm his disciples after all. ”

The third master's heart is schadenfreude, which is revealed on the surface, compared to the second master, who is stronger than him, he is more afraid of the master.