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Pastoral purple red, like the purple glow in the east that holds up the rising sun. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】Before the shepherd qi arrived, the fairy blood was revived, the heart was gathered, the sun was scorching, and the fresh blood gushed out, like a real dragon, surging blood vessels, purifying the blood.

The five internal organs can be replenished and purified by the new blood, run the meridians on their own, absorb the pastoral qi of the spirit body, and integrate the purple qi of the Taoist Mu to radiate and shine, colorful, as bright as the sun, moon and stars.

Goo, goo, the calamity was furious, the fat trembled and trembled, surging from under the skin and rushing into the internal organs. However, people feed the disaster, the disaster feeds the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth feed the man.

A large amount of pastoral qi poured in, but not only failed to erode the internal organs. On the contrary, it was absorbed and assimilated by the five internal organs, achieving wisps of true and pure pastoral energy, and precipitating in the body of the couple.

The fat is decreasing, and the couple are like beasts out of the cage. The breath climbed step by step, swept the heavens and the earth, and the momentum was like a rolling torrent, rippling with ripples. The sword trembled endlessly, diluting the power of heaven and glistening with black light.

"Whew!" Dao Mu pulled his hand suddenly, fell down, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Ah Meng was propped up behind him. With gratitude, I touched Ah Meng, pinched my little ears, and simply leaned on Ah Meng like this.

Grunt, drank a jar of sweet wine in one go, his face turned white to red, and his eyes returned to luster. Dao Mu felt that he was getting less and less aware of himself. often follow your heart, and the ending is not bad.

Dao Mu doesn't like this feeling, things that can't be touched, things that can't just be grasped in his hands, not steady. Just now, if Dao Mu didn't realize it, he was only afraid that his cultivation foundation had been destroyed and collapsed.

"Cultivate oneself first, and then cultivate one's mind and body. Dao Mu took out a candy made by the eldest uncle, peeled off the sugar coating and put it in his mouth, and looked at the fat sister and his wife, "There seems to be such a reason...... "More and more eager to find the mountain gate and officially embark on his own road of cultivating immortals."

Early morning.

The genius is bright, the purple glow is red and orange, and the sun is rising. A morning sun pierced through the sea of clouds, shone on the wine shop, and covered it with a golden veil. There are more and more people on the streets, and there is no shortage of people who have been partying all night in the Red Mansion, and they have been driven out of their sleep.

There was a movement from the door and window of the wine shop, which caused passers-by to look sideways, and two or three good people stopped and watched. How, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, the phoenix roared and the lion roared, the whole wine shop trembled, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

The huge movement caused the entire street to look sideways, and more and more people began to gather. In the past, there was a slight movement in the wine shop, but it was not as earth-shattering as it is today.

Half an hour later, the doors and windows opened by themselves, and the tables, chairs, pots, and all kinds of utensils had grown legs, and they were all in place. A young man and a woman walked out of the wine shop with a teenager, followed by a cute young beast, shaped like a hippopotamus and gray with powder.

"Really skip breakfast and go again?" the young man smiled and squinted, feeling a little hot in the sun, and subconsciously raised his hand to take a towel to wipe his sweat, but when he saw his white and slender hands, he realized that he had returned to normal. "Your aunt and I are here, waiting for your good news. ”

Dao Mu turned around and waved his hand, and one man and one beast quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

"Old fat?"

"Fat sister?"

Some female regulars recognized the silhouette of the two and covered their mouths and exclaimed. The two of them have undergone earth-shaking changes overnight, and everyone will be surprised.

"Gillian, my mother said that she was more beautiful than you when she was young, and now I believe it. "Sister Fat is still dressed in a neat robe, and her words and deeds are still straightforward and spicy. "Today, my husband and wife are happy. Each regular customer can receive 100 catties of sweet wine for free!"

When the words fell, the fat sister crossed her waist with one hand and snapped her fingers with the other. Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound, and a jar of sweet wine came to the house, lining up to form an army.

A sweet aroma of wine, with the mischievous wind, spreads. Grunting, making people swallow, stomach growling. Just smelling the aroma is appetizing, and it is unique.

Dao Mutou walked out of the city gate, and he didn't look back, without any nostalgia. The moment he stepped out of the city gate, Dao Mu suddenly brightened, with a little more sunshine on his face, humming a little song. Ah Meng shook her head, her steps were light and big, humming and patting.

An Ran once said that the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb is located in the very center of the free buffer realm, and it is large and wide. It doesn't really have a concept of a realm, and as the number of sword tombs continues to increase, the Ten Thousand Sword Tombs are also expanding.

Over time, people referred to the entire buffer area as the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb. The danger of the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, which can be said, is not considered dangerous. If you can't say it, you will have to die, and you won't have a chance to say it.

"If there is really no one, build a town here and build a city...... Dao Mu muttered to himself, sitting cross-legged, holding a sketchpad in one hand and sketching with charcoal in the other.

Dao Mu couldn't remember how many calamities he had painted, hissed, finished painting another one, kneaded it into a ball, and abandoned it on the side of the road at will, "Those who are destined will understand it." ”

Thinking of this, Dao Mu felt that he was a man of great heights. Dao Mu consciously figured out what those tricky masters thought in their hearts. I just don't know if my master is this kind of person.

Dao Mu got up suddenly, his nose twitched a few times, and his soothing complexion remained the same, but his eyes were shining, and he was not shocked. Keep turning, looking around, smelling the flavors, listening to the wind, charcoal squeezing on the drawing board.

A mystical array is formed at the tip of the pen, and the nodes are densely packed, all of which are based on calamity as the node. Calamity is fertilized, nourishing all things, turning all things into spirits, and nourishing heaven and earth. The formation is natural, it is artificial, and it is no longer man-made.

"In this ......" pen tip in the heart of the formation to draw a circle, the heart of the Mujian Mountain gate is in the array. Dao Mu became more and more curious, what kind of lineage is Mu Jian Mountain, and who is the master of Jian Gu. "This should be considered a shepherd......

WhewW......

A gust of demonic wind hit, bringing a variety of flower petals, roses, roses, kapok, and cherry blossoms. They melt into the wind, sometimes like a flower dragon, sometimes a flower phoenix, but spread out and fly into butterflies.

"Flower petals, calamities, spirits, and the smell of people. ”

Dao Mu looked down at the drawing board, he had been painted beyond recognition at the moment, and he could vaguely see that wading through the sea of flowers was the destination. Dao Mu raised his head again, his eyes were as treacherous as the remnant sun.

Click, Ah Meng stepped on a pile of white bones. The white bones are like jade, and the sun is shiny. The bones sink deep into the black dirt, without any powder. It can be seen that this spirit died not long ago, and his cultivation was not low during his lifetime.

Due to the lack of other key parts, Dao Murao is an executioner butcher, and he cannot tell whether it is a human, a disaster, or a spirit.

If the white bones that can be seen everywhere are regarded as common things, they are like shrubs and rocks. Then this place makes people comfortable from the inside out, and everything in the sea of flowers makes people feel comfortable.

The sun is shining, but it is not hot and enthusiastic. The mountain wind has never been extinct, but it is not manic and slaps the face. The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, but it is not rich in clay. The sea of flowers is endless, but it is not monotonous.

Or because the road cut into the road is too remote, along the way, it has attracted a lot of people's attention. Whenever the Taoist priest took the initiative to step forward, they avoided it or closed the door. No one wanted to talk to him, and they all coldly turned away Dao Mu.

"The sea of flowers is harmless, but the human heart is the most harmful. ”

An Ran's admonition sounded in Dao Mu's mind, but he didn't act at that time. Now, seeing dry bones all the way and all kinds of weirdos, I have a trace of feeling.

As we go deeper, there are more and more people, and all kinds of houses appear. Although no one dares to build a town and build a city here, with the scale seen by Daomu, I am afraid that it can not be described as a city.

Three religions and nine streams, mixed fish and dragons, and extremely exclusive. Looking at the Taoist pastor, it is either evasion, indifference, or greed. There are also a lot of spirits, such as rat people and dog people, followed by all kinds of plant spirits.

"Raiders. ”

Dao Mu searched all the knowledge in his mind, and finally settled on an unsightly profession.

"Little one, sit down the little beast, make a price. A bald old man leaned on a withered branch and blocked Daomu's way.

Bald old man, fat and short. The head is less than Ah Meng's neck, but the body is bulging like a ball. A black and jaundane pimple, as if it would burst open and flow pus anytime and anywhere.

Dao Mu smelled a choking stench a few feet away, mixed with a rich and damp earthy smell, which was disgusting. "Senior, are you trying to deceive my newborn calf?" Dao Mu's face did not change, his heart did not beat, and his bloody eyes looked directly at the other party's deep eyes.

"Weaving Mansion, Mujian Mountain, Dao Mu ......" the bald old man sneered, and the withered branch pointed directly at Dao Mu's waist, the black and gold waist card, "Not to mention that the disciples of Zhifu should not come here, your Taoist robe, as well as your lineage, are unheard of and unseen." ”

The voice was croaking and noisy, and Dao Mu couldn't hear the bald old man, whether it was a man or a woman. "The old-timers are shepherds in the black market, and they have come into contact with thousands of herdsmen, but they don't know the inheritance of the Zhifu Mujian Mountain Range?"

The bald old man's words made Dao Mu lose some confidence. Immediately remembering Enron's words, Dao Mu Fang found the confidence that Fang had just lost.

"Your robe and waist card are the biggest flaws. The bald old man grinned, his mouth was as big as a bucket, and his teeth were as small as needles, and they were densely spread all over his mouth. "You are like a newborn calf, and Lao Tzu has eaten a lot. The purple tongue licked all over his face like a whip, and then retracted.

"Mujian Mountain, as soon as you hear it, it should be located in the Holy Land of Weaving Heaven. A burly bear appeared out of thin air, behind the bald old man, "I don't know, you are a newborn calf, what are you doing here." ”

The man and bear are tall and close to the feet, the arms are thicker than the thighs of Daomu, and the muscles like stones that can be seen through the robes are sharp and angular.

The man-bear stood there, his hands clasped over his chest, and the bear's eyes glared. He is as immobile as a mountain, giving people a sense of oppression like a great mountain, both physically and psychologically.

"You shepherds and shepherds have been entrenched in the sea of flowers for many years. I didn't know that I was located here, Mujian Mountain?" Dao Mu pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and the last rays of the sunset were brilliant in his eyes.

Dao Mu's voice was sonorous and powerful, and if the sound was thunderous, it resounded in all directions. attracted the attention of the surrounding people, gathered one after another, and the scene tended to get out of control. The eyes are like the night, and they all want to engulf Dao Mu and Ah Meng. Onlookers watched but were silent, which made people chill.

"You may not believe me, but it brought me here. Dao Mu raised his right hand and spread it out, and the small wooden sword lay quietly in the palm of his hand. Turning his hand trembling slightly, the small wooden sword only took the center of the bald old man's eyebrows.

"Quack!" the bald old man shouted coldly, and his two fingers firmly grasped the small wooden sword.

"Old toad monster!" the man-bear's pupils constricted, and he immediately dilated, and took more than a dozen steps back one after another, "Hurry up and let go!"

Before the old toad monster could react, the small wooden sword quietly ignited a faint green fire, covering the whole body. Before he could scream, the old toad monster instantly turned to ashes and scattered all over the ground.

Well, the good deeds are all more than a hundred steps back, and the lone bear is also standing more than a dozen feet away. Reading, a better reading experience.