Tales of Herding Gods

Qin Mu hesitates that it is very important to save the husband and wife. However, it is more interesting and meaningful to work with Hu to not find the flowers and flowers, and to create a method of flying the heavens together with the false flowers.

And the widower saint is, after all, a **** in the realm of Yaotai. It should not die in the stinking ditch for a year and a half. It seems that there is no need to rush.

However, after all, he is a cowardly disciple. If he does not remove the coward from the stinking ditch, it is indeed impossible to let him soak in it.

However, even if the old cows release water, they will not be able to beat the strong.

The old peasant is the strongest in the realm of the throne, and it is the imperial seat of the martial art. From the ridge to the emperor, there is an insurmountable distance. The emperor’s buddha is the realm of Ling dynasty. The true scriptures of the king Buddha, from which you can see how difficult the throne is.

He was hesitating. Suddenly the old farmer stepped down to the emperor and walked out of the Lingxiao Temple to the front door. His face was full of pleats and his vicissitudes were revealed. "Three more, they have already passed."

The old cow glimpsed a little, and quickly said: "Master, they haven't even passed this level of me, let alone the master. Why did the master say it?"

The old farmer walked down the steps of the Lingxiao Temple. The old cow quickly landed on the front and hooves, and turned into a cow behind him. The old farmer shook his head: "The purpose of the test of the bullfighting palace is to let the children understand the martial arts and enlightenment. A road that can directly rise across the realm of the bridge, giving hope to future generations. I once thought that someone who defeated me could create this path."

He walked down and called Qin Mu and Hu Bugui to look up and down. They looked like a smile on the face of the iron plow. "But I suddenly thought of flying directly across the bridge." Tiangong, in fact, I have already done it. I am the first person to lose the realm of the bridge. I have not read many books, and my path is not suitable for others."

Qin Mu and Hu Bugui are both big shocks, incredible to him.

Who can break the bridge of the martial arts master?

Since Wudou Tianshi has been able to enter the realm in the absence of a realm, why does he not pass his own exercises to the people in the bullfighting world?

However, the 36th Wushen of the Jade Capital City is not surprised at this. It is obvious that the old farmer is such a person.

"I just figured out what I can do, not everyone can do it."

The old farmer said: "I will dedicate my life to the martial arts. There is nothing else in my heart. I am sincere, and I am a good man. But although I have a wonderful method, others can't learn, I can't learn, and I can't fly to the Heavenly Palace like me. Even if Hu did not return to practice this step, flying up the Tiangong, he also embarked on my old road, his practice still can not let more people in the bullfighting world fly to the heavenly palace. The firewood is right, this is not to solve the bullfighting palace. The solution to the problem."

His eyes trembled and looked at Qin Mu, and continued: "Chop the firewood to come to me, saying that Yankang's reformers have a way to solve the problem of the Bullfighting Palace. I did not believe it, but now I believe. Cut Chai is not nothing, he still received a good disciple after all... Hu will not return, you can leave the bullfighting world."

Qin Mu’s heart gave birth to a glimmer of hope, and quickly said: "So, Master, can I get the teacher out of the gutter?"

The old farmer's face sank, his face was like a farmer who had been ploughed a hundred times by the old cow. He couldn't see any smile. He could only see the wrinkles: "I don't talk like a chopping wood, a fart. It’s light and cloudy, I’m saying it’s a must. I’ve said who would dare to take him out and have to eat me three punches. If you want to fish him out, you have to eat me three punches!”

Qin Mu was shocked, and the old farmer raised his rough fist. The domineering martial arts peaked at a glance, and a punch came to Qin Mu.

Boom.

His momentum is boundless, his fist is very light, gently knocking on Qin Mu's chest.

He knocked twice again, and Qin Mu’s chest groaned.

The old farmer took back his fist and sneered: "While you have initially entered the military, but you are still far from Dacheng, there is still a lack of physical body, continue to work hard, do not ruin the hegemony. Do you understand?"

Qin Mu was shocked and happy: "The younger generation understands."

The old farmer smiled again and led the crowd to go out and smiled. "But you are not bad, it is really not bad. It is not a bit of a slap in the wood, it is a bit of a skill, and teaches you so well. Hey, No, you are a hegemon, if you change to me, you will only teach better! It is not good to cut wood, not as good as me!"

He seems very happy, and other gods are very happy and keep up with his steps.

Qin Mu left and looked forward to seeing them. These people were famous in the past, and the old peasants were the best emperors in the world. However, they were pure and simple at the moment, like the ordinary farmers.

This is some lovely people.

But it is also a group of stubborn people.

It is difficult to make them change, but as long as they realize their mistakes, they will correct them, even if they are not very happy.

So they are still cute people.

Hu did not return to the excitement, left the bullfighting palace and immediately went straight to the bullfighting world of the lower bounds, ready to go, say goodbye to relatives and friends.

Qin Mu called the dragon unicorn, Long Qilin really slept outside the bullfighting palace, and did not secretly catch the coward to run.

Qin Mujing: "This is my mount. There is the mount of the martial arts master... Well, there is a black tiger **** with a coward's teacher, and a green cow of the Bashan brother..."

Long Qilin slept very well, and his spirit was full of vigour. It was only a few days without eating. He was always absent-minded. He often sneaked a glimpse of Qin Mu, and wanted to remind him that he did not dare.

In the village, the widowed saint was taken up, and Qin Mu was busy to pick up the broken bones for the coward, healed the wound, and soaked him in a large medicine tank, which was stewed under fire.

The coward took a bowl of sea medicine and the old farmer sat on the stool. The old cow at the door sat down on the ground, slowly smoking a hookah, snoring.

Qin Mu was sitting next to the old cow and drinking tea. He asked: "Three more brothers, are you not cultivating today?"

The old cow slowly swallowed: "The tillage is over. The rice has just been planted."

"The hegemony is not taught by you, you can't teach it." In the house, the old farmer talks as slowly as the old cow, and glances at the coward.

The woodman finished the medicine in the bowl, took a full meal, handed him the empty bowl, and smiled: "He is my disciple, it is what I teach. You don't have such a good disciple, you don't have this skill, you also teach Not coming."

The old farmer snorted and took over the empty bowl: "Not what you taught, what do you mean? You just took the credit again. This time it was sold to the body of a body, spare you, otherwise the bubble in the ditch For more than ten years, you are so bad that there is only one mouth left."

The cowardly color said: "Master took the door and practiced in the individual. I am full of the world, who did you teach? Who did you teach?"

The old farmer is stunned.

The widower said faintly: "You are indeed the first martial art. Under the universal sky, even in the universe, even the old heavens cannot find a person who can surpass you in the martial arts. Can be in the absence of the realm of the bridge. Under the influence of the individual martial arts, the martial arts gods fly across the bridge of the gods and rise to the heavenly palace, and you can only become a martial artist. You can't say 20,000 years, even if you push forward hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years. And you are the only one. You can succeed, others can't be as successful as you, you can't save the people in the bullfighting world."

The old farmer is silent.

The coward continued: "And this Yankang reform can be. The grievances between us are trivial. I know that you have been very hard these years. You know that you have found these orphans and widows to take care of them after the war. After the emperor is destroyed, you also I have done a lot of things. You want to find a way for them. But you are too stupid, and you have not found this way for 20,000 years."

There was a sleepy beast in the throat of the old farmer.

After the era of the Emperor's reign, he took care of the orphans left by the comrades who died in battle, but he could only watch them die one after another.

This is a great torture, which makes his heart full of guilt.

"Get out, come out, you are Wu Shengren."

The coward looked at him, his eyes were pity, but more of it was expected: "The emperor sealed us as the celestial sect, but the only one who was a saint, only one of me. But his original intention is that all four of us can become saints. You are a martial artist, the first force is undoubted, but the saint is not a force. When you come out, you are the only Wu Sheng, the emperor's Wu Sheng Tian Shi!"

The old farmer is still silent.

The coward did not continue to persuade.

He knows very well about this old brother and knows that he is stubborn, but he is not stubborn. In fact, he is only stubborn in his mouth.

His own words have already been said on the idea, he will figure out, will become a unique Wu Sheng.

"I was told by you, Yankang reforms, I really want to take a look."

The old farmer suddenly said: "But I will not help Yankang. Our era of the Emperor was a poor and white, starting from scratch, Yankang was so blown by you, then without our help, we can develop to the height of Yankang, why should we rely on it? Those of us losers?"

The widower smiled and said: "We just help them to fight for time. They are not allowed to be destroyed by the old heavens when they are young. Isn’t this contrary to your original intention? In the early days of the Kaihuang era, the time of the Emperor Some legacy is also giving us a lot of help."

The old farmer smiled and said: "You remind me of the lush years. In fact, I am also a half-old man."

"Actually, we are all half of the people of the Emperor era, including the Kaihuang."

The widower said: "Life is like this, life is endless, and inheritance is also true. From one age to another, the spirit of your martial arts needs to be passed on, and you should not let your inheritance become extinct."

Farmer got up, sneered: "After this I will not forgive you, but I get out of here, out of the big fair, a bad mood will beat you, you beg, hope they can upgrade several realm. I can hold my fist."

He walked out of the house.

The smile on the widower's face froze. Qin Mu walked in from outside the house and gave him a dressing change. He whispered: "Is there a hatred between the teacher and the martial arts master?"

The coward was listless and sighed: "Is it there. It was a past event."

He obviously didn't want to mention this past.

Qin Mu eyes, more curious, but do not speak.

The cowardly gas knot: "What is your expression? Do you want to know other people's private affairs?"

Qin Mu does not speak.

The coward sighed: "Tell you anything. In fact, I had a good relationship with him, scholars and fishing. I was the weakest, but they also respected me. Kaihuang let me preside over the reform. , pushed me to the stage, the so-called Lang Cai female appearance, the man is too good, you will get the woman's favor. At that time he had a girl who likes..."

Qin Mu helped him change the medicine, but the ears could not help but listen carefully.

Outside the door, the old cow is no longer snoring and smoking the hookah, and the cow's ear is swept from the door to the door.

Long Qilin was originally slouching in the languid, suddenly raised his head at this moment, the big ears fluttered twice.

———— finally got home! Tired, but after reading this chapter, I suddenly feel very fulfilling. At the end of the month, brothers, I have chapters updated, do you have monthly passes?