Tales of Herding Gods - 758. Chapter 718

The old bull looked at him, and then at Long Qilin, who was shrinking his head behind him, couldn’t help but smiled: “If I can’t be beaten by a silly big setback, he will find a helper to beat me. No matter what helper you do, I can’t help you. You. Are you here to give the idiot a big frustration?”

“Stupid frustrated?”

Qin Mu was startled slightly, “Is it because Fatty Dragon is the one you are talking about?”

“Brother Dao, Si Cailong is so fat that he has offended him, so I ask Brother Dao to forgive him.”

Qin Mu relied on his courtesy and said, “Dare to ask if the farmer is there?”

The old cow scratched the scales on his belly, and the scratch was rustling. It was a dragon scale. Qin Mu realized that this old cow was indeed somewhat similar to the green cow offering wine in Bashan. It seemed to be a dragon breed. And they are all fleshy.

But Qing Niu’s hobby is to eat peonies, like flowers and plants, to show off his muscles, and this old cow is holding a hookah and smoking a hookah, and likes to smoke while drinking tea.

“Does this old cow have anything to do with the green cow?” he secretly asked.

Lao Niu spouted a smoke ring, glanced at him, and said, “Seeing you are young, you probably don’t recognize my master. Who are you and what’s the matter with looking for my master?”

Qin Mu smiled and said: “I am a disciple of the heavenly master of woodcutter, and the four great heavenly masters who opened the Emperor Heavenly Court. I have already met two Yuqiao and two other heavenly masters. Can Dao brother recommend it?”

“Master is a farmer, what can be seen?”

The old cow emptied the hookah and said, “A firewood chopper came to him a few days ago, and he was injured. He has been lying in the rotten ditch at the entrance of the village without moving for a month. Since you are a disciple of wood cutting Just call me brother, there is no need to praise brother.”

“Chopping wood?”

Qin Mu was taken aback: “Ms. Woodcutter was injured? I haven’t moved for a month? In which village?”

The old cow stood up, landed on his front hoof, flicked his tail, and said, “I’ll take you, but don’t try to fish him out. Master said, let this guy rot in the gutter, who dares to fish? When he comes out, he has to take the master’s three punches. The master’s three punches can make three holes in the sky!”

Qin Mu called the Dragon Qilin. Long Qilin was a little reluctant. He was very afraid of this old cow, but the old cow was very open-minded. He smiled and said, “The big dog doesn’t have to be afraid of me. You are still young and wait for you to grow up. Then you can press me to fight.”

Long Qilin’s eyes lit up: “Really?”

“fake.”

The old cow drank the tea on the stone table in one fell swoop, the tongue rolled up, the teacup and teapot disappeared, and the old god walked forward: “You are too tender, but your small body will be refined for another thousand years. I can still beat three with one hoof. Don’t mention you, real dragons and unicorns, I can’t count the number I have beaten. Our village is not far in front, it’s a small mountain village.”

Long Qilin was downcast.

Qin Mu smiled and said: “Brother Niu, although Fatty Long is still young, he can’t be underestimated. I taught him Ancestral Dragon Taixuan Kung, a divine skill at the throne level. It may not be able to surpass you.”

“My name is Niu Sanduo.”

The old Niu shook his tail and said, “The technique is not about strength, but whether it is his own. His technique is not his own, and he also has Qilin blood. The Zulong Taixuan technique should be the dragon’s technique? It can only be done in half, and the remaining half is full of loopholes. It’s surprising that I can beat it. If you don’t go out of your own way, you will not be able to practice any exercises.”

Qin Mu’s heart moved slightly: “This senior Niu Sanduo has more vision and knowledge than many gods and monsters. Rila is waiting for the master of the world.”

They came to a small mountain village in Daxu, a distance of six or seven miles from the rice fields.

Qin Mu looked at the scenery of the mountain village, and saw that this small mountain village was beautiful, with clear springs flowing down from the green hills. It’s just that there are a hundred families in the village, but there is no stone statue.

“See for yourself, is it your teacher who is lying in the gutter.” The old cow shook his butt and walked into the village.

When Qin Mu came to the gutter at the entrance of the village, he saw a person lying on his back in the stinky water ditch, his face turned pale from the soaking in the stinky water.

The stench in the gutter was disgusting, and the hands and feet of the man dressed as a woodcutter were broken. It seemed that the other bones on his body were also broken, and only the skull was still intact.

Qin Mu looked for a moment, the man lying in the gutter finally noticed him, turned over with a crash, buried his face in the smelly water, there were still a few rotten cabbage leaves hanging in his hair, and a stick stuck in his butt. Chicken bones that have been gnawed cleanly.

Qin Mu squatted by the side of this stinking water ditch, calmly, and said, “Why is the teacher so embarrassed that he capsized the boat in the gutter?”

The woodcutter sage turned over again with a thud, Hu Stubble was soaked and turned white, and said slowly: “The sky is unpredictable, the wind is high, and the waves are high, so the ship capsized.”

Qin Mu smiled and said, “Can the teacher get out of the ditch?”

“The bones are broken, the repair base is sealed, and you can’t struggle.”

Qin Mu asked again: “Does the teacher have an enmity with the Wudou Tianshi?”

The woodcutter saint said: “It has never been at peace.”

Qin Mu nodded, stood up, walked towards the village, and said loudly: “Kaihuang’s one hundred and seventh Sun Qinmu Qin Fengqing, please see Wudou Tianshi!”

The farmers and peasant women in the village stopped their work one after another. It seemed to him that an old farmer who was five big and three thick but somewhat short was brushing the mane on the old cow’s neck. Hearing that his ears moved, he told Qin Mu. Look.

Qin Mu walked into the village with Long Qilin, there was no sound around, only a hundred people stared at them.

Long Qilin was frightened, and followed Qin Mu closely with small steps, and said in a low voice: “Master, there are weirdness in this village. Except for the old farmer, there are no old people or children here, all young people…”

Qin Mu looked forward with a smile on his face, walked towards the old cow and the short but strong old farmer, and whispered: “Fang Long has grown up, so he can notice these details. There are only young people in the village without old people and children. Somewhat weird.”

“Is it eaten by the old cow?” Long Qilin said in a cold war.

Qin Mu took off the willow leaves on his forehead, scanned the third eye between his brows for a week, and shook his head, “Of course not. The reason why there are no old people is because they are not old. God, how can they get old?”

“God?”

Long Qilin was startled and looked around timidly. A hundred people in the small mountain village were staring at them. Are the people in this village all gods and demons?

“The teacher of the leader came here to fight. It’s really an old birthday star hanging himself. I’m tired of living!” Long Qilin secretly said in his heart.

In the sight of Qin Mu’s third eye, these villagers’ respective gods and celestial palaces appeared. Their sacred bridges were intact, and the sacred bridges extended from the gods to reach the celestial palace.

And in the heavenly palace of these villagers, an unusually tall and stalwart Yuanshen stood in the depths of the heavenly palace. He could not see their Yuanshen standing in the exact position of the heavenly palace, but it could be seen that the lowest cultivation level of these people was also Yaotai!

He looked at the old farmer, but he couldn’t see through his cultivation level at all, and even the old bull couldn’t see through it!

“Lao Niu said that Fatty Long couldn’t compete with him after a thousand years of cultivation. It seems to be true.”

Qin Mu pasted the willow leaves, came to the old Niu and the old farmer, bowed and said, “Kai Huang Qin’s son Qin Mu, pay homage to Wu Dou Tianshi.”

The old farmer’s face was deeply wrinkled and his skin was dark and red. It seemed that the wind was blowing in the sun, and his hands were also swelling, with thick knuckles, which seemed very powerful.

His eye sockets were sunken, his eyelids drooped, and he continued to brush his hairs on the old cow, sounding like Hongzhong: “There is no Wudou Tianshi here. We are all farming. You have found the wrong person.”

Qin Mu smiled and said, “Since Wu Dou Tianshi is unwilling to admit his identity, the person in the gutter is my teacher. Can I take him away?”

The old farmer squeezed his fist heavily, and the sound of rolling thunder broke out. Qin Mu looked up, but saw the sky suddenly become dark, lightning flashes, and lightning tore the sky, vaguely seeing a fist as big as a black mountain appear in the sky.

“If you want to take the old god stick away, take me three punches first!”

The old farmer glanced at him, shook his head and said, “You can’t eat your bones.”

Qin Mu settled his mind, retracted his gaze, and said, “As the four great celestial masters the most powerful, will he still embarrass the younger generation of the Qin clan?”

The old farmer stretched his fist, continued to brush his hair, and said calmly, “Is the bloodline of the Emperor Kaihuang great? Some of the children of the Emperor Kaihuang did evil, and a few of them were killed by me. The four celestial masters, the number one is not Me, what’s the use of force? It’s not as good as the joke in the gutter.”

Qin Mu’s heart burst, a drop of cold sweat appeared on the temple, and even Kaihuang’s children would dare to directly kill him?

This martial artist is really bold!

“How can Wu Dou Tianshi be willing to let go of the woodcutter teacher?”

Qin Mu suddenly said with a serious face: “The rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the court has the rules of the court. Now that you have come to the rivers and lakes, then follow the rules of the rivers and lakes! The younger Qin Mu, come to rescue the teacher, and ask the heavenly master to draw down the road. !”

The old farmer’s drooping eyelids lifted, and he smiled: “The rules of the rivers and lakes? Very good! I want to see how much the slapstick teaches you! The wretched man who cuts wood has become the first of the four celestial masters by lipstick, you should Don’t you just learn how to speak his tongue?”

Qin Mu laughed, his clothes were windless, and he hunted and hunted: “Ashamed, the juniors have always used their fists to solve problems since their debut, and they have been fighting all the way, never losing to others!”

The old farmer looked at him up and down, and sneered: “He didn’t even cultivate a martial arts soul. His fists are full of energy but no spirit. He is an incompetent guy, and his mouth is loud. Come on, open the Bullfighting Palace!”

In the mountain village, farmers and peasant women stood up one after another, shouting in unison, and punching out.

The mountains behind the village were slammed by the gods, and the space was torn apart, revealing a vast heavenly palace, which is located in a vast expanse of heavens.

The heavens opened, the sun and the moon hung high, the stars were shining, and there was a big country inside.

“Go to the Bullfighting Palace, the rules of the arena!”

The old farmer laughed and said, “It doesn’t matter if you kill it!”

Qin Mu’s scalp was numb, and Long Qilin quietly turned around, intending to slip away. When Qin Mu stepped on his tail, he was so scared that Long Qilin almost fainted.

————The woodcutter raised a small axe in the gutter: I can still ask for a monthly pass~