Chapter Seventy-Eight: It's Time to Dawn
Open your arms and embrace the void, the wind is flowing like water. Dao Mu raised his head and stood tall, and a great force spread.
"The east of Penglai, the mountain of Daiyu, there is a tree of Fusang, and the tree is more than 10,000 feet high. There is a fowl on the top of the tree, whose name is Chen, and it is the nest on it. Every night solstice, the birds of the sky sing, and the day of the black should respond, and the birds of the world are singing. ”
"It's time for dawn. ”
When the words fell, the black wings behind Dao Mu spread out, and countless light feathers gathered like dragons, circling and swirling. Chirp, the magpie curtain rises, like waves, surging and worshipping.
With both hands behind his back, the black wings disintegrated, and the black feathers and light feathers flew, sweeping the entire examination room. Fearless in front of the bottomless ravine, take a big step.
"Your God, is coming. "The sound is like nine heavens falling, and the air is like a fairy.
Whew, the magpie curtain meteor is a black curtain. A black magpie king propped up on the soles of his feet, stepped over with his left foot, and another black magpie king cut through the void. The black magpie was unprecedentedly excited, and the other spirit beasts around him were also prostrate on the ground.
"Master!" Tong Di couldn't see through the Dao Mu at this moment, and his whole body exuded a breath, as real as the sun, dazzling and stinging.
"Golden Crow!" The Lord of Huashan stood up tremblingly, wanting to see more clearly, and thought, "A few days ago, this kid took the Golden Crow away with a secret method, and it seems that the Golden Crow has a great influence on him......"
"Jin Wu?!" Tong Di only heard the word Huashan Lord blurt out, and then remembered that she had never taken it seriously about the slaughter incident that had been rumored in the Holy Land of Weaving Heaven. "Master, Dao Mu ......" Tong Di didn't finish speaking, seeing that the Lord of Huashan was silent, Tong Di already knew it, so he didn't say anything.
On the examinee platform, the cowherd's face was complicated, happy and sad, like the lord of Huashan, his body trembled.
Dao Mu takes a black magpie step by step, and the black feathers float with each other. Your feet are as heavy as a mountain, and every step you take has to exert all your strength. Raise your hand and twist a black feather on the left and a light feather on the right. The left and right hands were shining, and the second hand trembled, and the two wing feathers turned into fireworks.
In the midst of everyone's exclamation, countless wing feathers burned into fine fire, and Dao Mu was like a powder keg, dyed into a ball of fire. A scorching scorching air fills the world, and the already stuffy examination room is like a baking oven.
"What is this man doing?!"
"Red Dog is purely here for a bad thing!"
"A butcher is a butcher, do things, don't think about it!"
The candidates scolded and scolded, but they had to run the pastoral power. However, they sadly found that they could not resist this heat no matter what. Sweat rained down, no exaggeration, and soon soaked through his clothes, and his hair was messy and sticky.
Some of the bold candidates, fearless of other women, couldn't help but go shirtless, and found that they didn't get better because of it. Women are the most aggrieved, and they are ingenious, and they care more about grooming.
No longer stingy with animal husbandry, Mu Bing Qi covers his body, Mu Feng and make a wall, Fang Jue is comfortable. Seeing this, the other candidates followed suit, but their pastoral power was not enough, so they swallowed the elixir and spiritual fruit to maintain it.
"Dao, the sea can hold the holy moon, and a small basin of water can also hold the holy moon. "The cowherd sits in the smoke cage, the smoke contains ice and wind, and the cold wind is blowing.
The words were inextricably linked, and the wind seemed to give birth to a spirit, whirring towards the fireball.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, the wind of words beat oil, and the fireball rose more than ten times, and stopped moving forward.
"Why didn't you burn this beast to death?"
"This mad dog is a bad spirit, and he should have died a long time ago. ”
"I really don't know, where did he get the courage to live. Sleep at night and have no ghosts to complain?"
“......”
This kind of remarks have been heard more than 10 million times. Dao Mu was only angry that his ability was too low and his talent was too poor. For a long time, I can only save my own life, but I can't save the people I love and those who love me.
"The sea can hold the holy moon, and a small basin of water can hold the holy moon. ”
"And what about the fiery sun?"
Dao Mu stopped and thought, he wanted to eat sugar, but he was helpless, and Dao Mu spewed hot flames, only containing Tai Chi dragon fish pendant. A cool and sweet rebuke dispels that displeasure, and the consciousness is clear.
"What is the Way?"
"The Tao is the heart!"
"Where the heart is, where the way is. ”
“......”
Rumble!
Another roar, the blazing fireworks condensed into a human being. Dao Mu Xinqi looked down at his hand, and the fireworks scorched the surrounding time and space, distorting like a wave, clearly visible. I don't feel hot, I only feel warm, as if I have returned to my mother's arms, safe and fascinated.
"Thank you......" The firelight swept through the ravine, reflecting the darkness red.
Stepping forward again, fearless of the abyss, the black magpie king has been a bridge to greet him. The legs are still heavy, but they are walking faster and stronger. The wind is blowing, bringing Tong Di's concern, the relief of Cowherd and Hou Dazhuang, the appreciation of the lord of Huashan, and the incomprehension and abuse of others.
"It doesn't matter, I'm shameless anyway. Dao Mu pursed his lips and laughed at himself.
Suddenly, the body was as light as a swallow, and the scorching fire poured into the body and poured into the heart chambers. When Dao Mu landed on the other side, the scorching fire had subsided, and Dao Mu was as usual, and his eyes were red. Looking at the Lord of Huashan and them, they cast a warm gaze.
Dao Mu looked back at the Black Magpie King Bridge, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and his chest was full of joy. The lava gathered, the volcano was unbearable, and Dao Mu roared openly, like a dragon's groan, and like a roar.
The body shimmered with warm light, a golden crow with a black body, eyes burning blood, and a strong spirit, looming behind Dao Mu.
Twitter......
The magpie curtain was happy, fluctuating like a tide, flying into a whirlpool, hovering above Daomu's head.
"Master, this ...... This is a pastoral technique?" Tong Di glared, his face was bitter, his jade hand trembled slightly, and his voice trembled, "How to score it?"
"Mu is amorphous," the lord of Huashan returned to his position under the support of Tong Di, "Di'er, these old herdsmen are shrewd, and you look at it is ......" The withered hand patted Tong Di's tender hand, so that Tong Di could rest assured.
"Shrewd?" Tong Di's heart suddenly throbbed, and only then did he observe his words and looks, and he always felt that there was something in Huashan's main words. said the word shrewd, with three points of feeling, six points of helplessness, and one point of resentment. "At that moment, the strength of the master's hand changed......"
Thinking of this, Tong Di showed a little color, looked directly at the back of Dao Mu's majestic and outstanding back, his eyes were watery, and he fell into deep thought.
I don't know how long it took, it seems that thousands of years have passed, and it seems that only a dozen breaths have passed.
"Bab. The main voice of Huashan was gentle and amiable, but when it came to Tong Di's ears, it was deafening and called Tong Di back to reality. "Alas, you girl ......" the tone was tired and helpless.
Tong Di took the post from the master of Huashan in a panic, looked around, and calmed down. After counting the breaths, the results of the candidates will be read out.
"Dao Mu ......" Tong Di paused again.
Heaven and earth were silent, not to mention the candidates, even the breathing of the disciples of the Weaving Heaven Mansion became thick and rapid. The most mysterious thing is that there is a dead silence on the magpie curtain, gliding in the air, and the birds are silent.
"Dao Mu, Grade A Grade. Compared with last time, Tong Di's voice was more trembling, and everyone could hear the trill.
Before the words fell, the black magpie was ahead of others, or joyful, or joyful, and seemed to be a human. On the other hand, the candidates have complex faces and are dumbfounded. The strange scene is like after the soul is swapped.
"A little pastoral power has not been used, and it is also scored?"
"It's not cheating, so what counts as cheating?"
“......”
The candidates were unwilling, and they felt that there was a big problem.