The old herdsmen all said that it is easy to plant mountains, but it is difficult to pull out mountains, it is easy to divert water, and it is difficult to take water.

Mountain planters can bury a stone seed in the ground and give birth to it with pastoral power. You can also move directly to the mountains of other realms, bury the roots of the mountains with thick soil, hook the leylines and link the spirit.

If the linkage fails, it will become a real dead mountain, with spiritual power leaking and no grass growing. If the linkage is successful, because it has no roots, it is difficult to become a blessed land.

The mountain puller can use himself as a lever to pry up the underground mountain range with all his might. It can also be used to lay down the mountain pulling array, and apply the mountain pulling technique, and directly pull up the underground mountain range within the range of the mountain pulling array.

Using oneself as a lever is the hardest and the speed is slow. But the advantage is that it can be accurately controlled, the height of the mountain is revealed, the shape of the mountain is revealed, and it is easy to correct mistakes, which can be described as slow work and meticulous work.

Laying out the mountain pulling array and performing the mountain pulling technique is to bet all on the shepherd and luck. The speed is fast, the effect is fast, and after the mountain dew is revealed, there is no need to activate the hook mountain range, and there is a spirit in the turn.

The water diverter, considering the mountainous terrain, opens up a waterway and leads it through. Generally, the water diversion is mostly considered to be stable, and most of the aqueducts cannot gather spirits, but disperse spirits, so there are no water spirits, and such rivers mostly appear in mortal countries.

The water collector studies the topography of the mountains, the roots of the underground rivers, and the impact on the surroundings and the underground, how to make the aura gather and not disperse, and the juanjuan overflows, and flows for eternity. Therefore, it can give birth to spiritual objects, influence each other, and complement each other.

After pulling out the mountains and taking water, the Daomeng realm began to take shape, which was the layout of the vegetation. When designing the landscape drawings, Dao Mu has already considered and made a decision.

After pulling out the mountains and collecting water, the Dao Mu will sow the native pasture seeds according to the original plan, and it can be formed.

In the past year, everything that Dao Mu could think of, and even how to integrate with the realm outside the Dao Meng realm, quietly changing the atmosphere of the Qi Immortal Fiefdom, were all on that ghost-like drawing, all in Dao Mu's mind.

Just wait for the Taoist pastor tomorrow to start implementing as planned.

Following.

The sky was bright, the moon and stars had not yet receded, and the sun had just lifted a corner of the dark quilt. The white skyline makes it impossible to tell whether it is sunlight or moonlight, or starlight, or it may be a blend of sunlight and moonlight.

A gust of morning breeze hit, soaking in the hot spring, Daomu, who only showed one head, shivered under the alternation of hot and cold. He opened his eyes violently and exhaled a cloudy breath. Those who can soak in the hot springs for four or five hours and do not die are also doomers.

Not far away, Ah Meng climbed on a larger hot spring, just like the hippopotamus who has always been cute.

Dao Mu got up from the hot spring, his body was as red as a soldering iron, and the moisture evaporated and drifted away with the wind. A pair of black wing tattoos on the back are distinctive, and with the movement of Dao Mu stretching his body, they are lifelike, as if they are real, constantly fanning.

When the redness of the body subsides, the black wings disappear, and the lower body pants are dry. Dao Mu raised his hand and made a move, and the fairy wisp at the bottom of the hot spring flew out of the water, poof, shook by itself, and the water was thrown dry. Dao Mu stretched out his arms, and the fairy wisp Dao robe was put on by himself.

Moo, Ah Meng also woke up passively, his eyes half-open, hazy. In her opinion, the sky is not yet dawn, and she doesn't understand what Dao Mu wants to do so early?

Dao Meng realm, due southeast, on the border.

About two years ago, Daomu Ameng came here to symbolically erect a three-zhang high boundary monument.

When I came again, the boundary monument was already covered with all kinds of vines, and a cypress tree next to it climbed with the boundary monument. It was planted by Ah Meng when Daomu erected the monument, and the cypress trees were already lush at this moment. But there are no vines, no weeds dare to approach, it's so lonely.

Stepping on the black soil and stepping out of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, Dao Mu suddenly stopped. I saw him concentrating, pinching the seal with both hands, stepping on the mountain and stepping on the mountain, muttering mantras in his mouth, and pouring pastoral power into the earth from his feet.

Yin Cheng, stomped his feet on each side, and the earthquake trembled, accompanied by bursts of pure dragon groans. Dao Mu smacked the handprint on the ground, and then spread out his palm, palm down.

"Get up!" Dao Mu shouted, and slowly stepped up the stage with his arms. The earth shook densely, and the amplitude was not large, but it could be felt, and it even gave people the illusion of drinking.

The higher Dao Mu's arms were raised, the greater the shaking of the earth, and the clearer the dragon's groan. Hundreds of zhang away, the earth cracked a crack, and then extended outward for a hundred zhang.

Dao Mu felt like he was walking with a standardized horse, and there were two mountains hanging on his arms. I can't help but feel soreness and weakness in my arms, and my thighs are also soreness and numbness.

The muscles and muscles of the whole body are tense, and Dao Mu is like a string adjusted by a novice, crumbling tightly, and there is no room for maneuver.

Despite this, this kind of pain is not as violent as shaking the bones and secreting the sand, and after that baptism of shaking the bones and secreting the sand, Dao Mu's tolerance for pain has reached a higher level.

Dao Mu raised his arms little by little, the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, and the pastoral power in his body was flowing like a flood. An hour later, his arms were at the level of his heart, and Dao Mu was never able to raise his arms even more.

Daomu is confident and proud, so he doesn't believe in evil, and under the continuous transmission of pastoral power from Yunmu, he firmly believes that he can do it in one go and behave above his head.

So, Dao Mu held his breath again and held on for an hour and a half. With Yunmu's support, Dao Mu really went one step further, his arms at the level of his shoulders.

Dao Mu was not in the mood to be happy, his face was innocent at the moment, and sweat slid down his distorted face, wetting the tone under his feet. Some naughty beads of sweat, instigated by the sun, slid down the bridge of Daomu's nose, just inhaled by the nostrils that breathed heavily and rapidly.

Salty, sweet and spicy, choking Daomu's eyes were like goldfish, and his face turned red. "Huh......" Dao Mu was suddenly deflated, the spell stopped abruptly, his eyes were black, and dozens of people fell.

Ah Meng had already noticed it, turned into a fresh wind, and carried Daomu firmly on his back before Daomu paralyzed the ground. Moo, Ah Meng turned his head and met the godless eyes of Dao Mu, full of concern.

Dao Mu's throat was dry and sore, and he couldn't speak. His lips were chapped, and after he stopped chanting the mantra, his lips closed together and immediately clung to it, and if he wanted to open his mouth again, he was afraid that he would see blood.

Paralyzed like mud, at least he still had some strength, and he winked at Ah Meng a few times, indicating that he was fine. Then his eyelids drooped weakly, and his soul was also sleepy, so he wanted to sleep well for ten days and half a month.

Although, with rejection and disgust in his heart, Dao Mu also forced himself to recite the Du Mu Sutra, so that the empty dantian was hot again.

Once he began to pull up the mountain, he had only thirty-six hours. If you miss this time, you will flee from the leylines, and it is impossible to pursue it. If it is heavy, the leylines will turn over, subvert the vitality, the aura will be overflowing, and the Dao Meng realm will return to the ordinary.

After dozens of breaths, Dao Mu recovered a little strength, slowly got up, trembled like chaff, and sat cross-legged on Ah Meng's back. Taking out the Wood Spirit Fruit, the size of a baby's fist, is the most common Qi replenishing Spirit Fruit for shepherds. In general, the shepherd eats the fruit directly and is more beneficial than making pills.

"Catching the tail of the dragon and pulling the head of the mountain is not something that ordinary shepherds can use to try their hands. Dao Mu nibbled on the Wood Spirit Fruit while looking at the crack not far away, looking at it.

"Under this land, there are absolutely ordinary dragon veins, with your normal means, I am afraid that you will have to turn over your heels, and you may even suffer from the dragon veins. When Dao Mu was slightly more interested, the Heart-Destroying Mu Sword reappeared, and his words were serious, "If it is light, the body will be seriously injured, and if it is serious, the cultivation will be damaged, and it will fall below the heavenly realm." At that time, if you want to break through the heavenly realm, it will be difficult to ascend to the immortal. ”

"Three days, isn't enough time for me?" the wood spirit fruit pulp slashed across his throat, and his heart was cold. A warm current is born in Daomu's dantian, although the process is painful, after this time, Daomu's confidence has doubled.

"Keep your eyes open and see, where has this dragon vein gone?" "The Mind Destroying Pastoral Sword's tone was still gloomy, "There will be another time, don't say that it escapes from your controllable margin of error, it will be difficult for you to find it!"

Hearing this, Dao Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and the few remaining spiritual senses poked out, only to see empty holes in the ground and scattered boulders. Dao Mu panicked suddenly, but Ah Meng quietly took a step and stopped thirty-three miles away.

Moo!

Ah Meng turned his head and motioned to Dao Mu, Dao Mu came back to his senses, and then probed out his spiritual sense, and finally found the dragon tail at a depth three times before. Dao Mu's mouth opened slightly, his eyes were magnificent, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Didn't you say that if I use it again, it's really a death?" Dao Mu said tremblingly, his tone elongated, recalling the time when he shook his bones and sand underground, and his body was already trembling with fear.

"Yes, if you use that trick to deal with the emperor-level land disaster again, it will really be a death. Heart-Destroying Mujian was very satisfied with Dao Mu's reaction, and his speech became lazy, "But can the situation be the same? ”

"Hurt ......" Dao Mu recalled that after swallowing the land disaster, he tried again and shrank his body.

"Short pain and long pain, long pain and immediate death, you choose. "Destroying the Heart Mu Jian gloated, secretly with a certain pleasure, "To tell the truth, among the hundred disciples of Jian Gu, I have only brought you one, and the disciples of the other mountain masters, there are as few as seven or eight, and as many as hundreds.

There are only one hundred sword gus, and only one of you will be brought by me. It can be seen that he is biased against you, so I am more than happy to see you kill yourself.

Your life with me is only a moment in my life, but it has brought me new and unforgettable life experiences. Maybe looking at your jokes is the meaning of my existence, and it is also the greatest joy of my life. ”

As the core of Mujian Mountain, the people of Mujian Mountain have been passed down for generations to protect it, but he said such shocking words to let his guardian, the inheritor, die?

"Old monster, my master said that he wanted to bring you to Tushi Palace more than once. Give Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace and add firewood and raise salary. Dao Mu's hands naturally hung down his legs, his eyes slowly closed, and his eyelids smoothed out all the waves in his eye sockets, "At this moment, I can understand his feelings more and more." ”

The Heart-Destroying Mu Sword laughed strangely, but he no longer sarcastically said Dao Mu, his voice became more and more ethereal, and finally he was silent.