Tales of Herding Gods - 766. Chapter 726
Qin Mu hesitated. It is important to save the woodcutter teacher, but it seems more interesting and meaningful to go to find the imaginary flower with Hu Buhui, and create the method of combining the gods and the hidden in the sky with the imaginary flower.
Moreover, the woodcutter saint is a god of the Yaotai realm after all, so after a year or a half of soaking in the stinky water ditch, he should not be able to die. It seems that there is no need to rush.
However, he is a disciple of the woodcutter after all, and it is indeed impossible to just let the woodcutter soak in there without fishing the woodcutter out of the stinking ditch.
However, even if the old cow releases the water, they cannot possibly beat the imperial powerhouse.
The old farmer is a strong man in the imperial seat realm, and he is the imperial seat of the martial arts. There is an insurmountable distance from Lingxiao to the imperial seat. From the scriptures of Wangfo, we can see how difficult it is for the throne.
He was hesitating. Suddenly the old peasant stepped off the imperial throne, walked out of the Lingxiao Hall and came to the door, his face was full of creases, showing the vicissitudes of life, and said: “San Duo, they have passed the customs.”
Lao Niu was startled slightly, and quickly said, “Master, they never even passed my level, let alone the master level. Why did the master pass the level?”
The old farmer walked down the steps of the Lingxiao Hall. The old cow hurriedly landed on the ground before turning into a cow and followed him behind him. Creating a path that can directly ascend across the realm of the god bridge gives future generations a hope. Once I thought that if someone defeated me, this path could be created.”
He walked down, summoned Qin Mu and Hu Bugui, and looked at them up and down, with a smile on their faces that looked as simple as being ploughed by iron plows, and said: “But I suddenly thought of flying directly across the god bridge. Tiangong, in fact, I have already done it. I was the first person who missed the realm of God Bridge. I haven’t read many books, and my path is not suitable for others.”
Both Qin Mu and Hu Bugui were shocked, and they looked to him in disbelief.
Who can break the sacred bridge of the Wudou Heavenly Master?
Since the Wudou Heavenly Master can enter the Divine Realm without a realm, why didn’t he teach his techniques to the people in the Bullfighting Realm?
But the Thirty-Six Valkyrie of Yujing City was not surprised at this, obviously he had known that the old farmer was such a person a long time ago.
“I just figured it out. Not everyone can do what I can do.”
Lao Nong Dao: “I devote my life’s energy to martial arts. I don’t have anything else in my heart. Sincere and pure, although I have some tricks and tricks, others can’t learn it, can’t learn it, and it’s impossible to ascend to the palace like me. Even if Hu Bugui reached my level of cultivation and ascended to the Heavenly Palace, he would still follow my old path. His techniques still cannot make more people in the bullfighting world fly to the Heavenly Palace. The one who chopped wood is right, this is not a solution to the bullfighting palace. The solution to the problem.”
The corners of his eyes trembled, looked at Qin Mu, and continued: “The woodcutter came to me and said that the reformers in Yankang had a way to solve the problem in the Bullfighting Palace. I didn’t believe it, but now I believe it. Chai’s is not useless, after all, he still has a good disciple… Hu Bugui, you can leave the bullfighting world.”
A ray of hope was born in Qin Mu’s heart, and he quickly said, “Then celestial master, can I get the teacher out of the gutter?”
The old farmer’s face sank. His face looked like a land that had been ploughed by an old cow a hundred times. He couldn’t see any smiles, only wrinkles: “I don’t speak like a wood-cutting wood-mouthed wood, and fart. Qingyundan, I will do what I say. I said that anyone who dares to fish him out will have to take my three punches. If you want to fish him out, you have to take my three punches!”
Qin Mu was taken aback, the old farmer raised his rough fist, the domineering peak of the martial arts at a glance, and he blasted Qin Mu with a punch.
Boom.
His aura was boundless, but his fist was very light, knocking Qin Mu’s chest lightly.
He knocked twice again, and Qin Mu’s chest made an awkward sound.
The old farmer retracted his fist and sneered: “Although you have been able to enter the Dao with martial arts initially, you are still far from Dacheng, and your physical body is still lacking. Continue to practice hard and don’t waste the domineering body. Understand?”
Qin Mu was surprised and delighted: “The younger generation understands.”
The old farmer smiled again and led the crowd to the outside, smiling: “But you are not bad, you are indeed not bad. The one who chops wood is not a mere slogan, but he has some ability to teach you so well. Hey, No, you are a domineering body. If you change to teach me, you will only teach better! The one who chops wood is still not good, not as good as me!”
He seemed very happy, and the other gods of war were also very happy, keeping up with him.
Qin Mu looked left and right, looking at them, these people were famous and famous at the time, and the old peasants were even more powerful thrones, but they were pure and simple at the moment, like ordinary farmers and peasants.
These are some lovely people.
But it is also a group of stubborn people.
It is difficult for them to change, but as long as they recognize their mistakes, they will correct them, even if they are not happy.
So they are still lovely people.
Hu Bugui was so excited that he left the bullfighting palace and immediately went straight to the bullfighting world in the lower realm, preparing to go and bid farewell to relatives and friends.
Qin Mu summoned the dragon Qilin, and the dragon Qilin really slept outside the bullfighting palace, and did not secretly scoop the woodcutter up and run.
Qin Mu grimly said, “This is my mount, and there is the mount of Heavenly Master Wudou… Well, there are also the mounts of Teacher Woodcutter, the Black Tiger God, and Brother Bashan’s Blue Bull…”
Long Qilin slept well and was full of energy, but he was a little absent-minded without eating for more than ten days. He glanced at Qin Mu from time to time, trying to remind him that he was afraid.
In the village, the sage woodcutter was picked up, and Qin Mu hurriedly connected the broken bones for the woodcutter, healed his injuries, soaked him in a large medicine tank, and simmered him under fire.
The woodcutter was holding a large sea bowl to take medicine, the old farmer next to him was sitting on a small stool, and the old cow at the door was sitting on the ground, smoking a hookah slowly, snoring.
Qin Mu was sitting next to the old cow drinking tea and asked: “Sister Sanduo, are you not plowing the land today?”
The old cow said slowly: “It’s finished. The rice has just been planted.”
“You didn’t teach the tyrant body, you can’t teach it.” In the room, the old farmer spoke as slow as the old cow, and glanced at the woodcutter.
The woodcutter drank the medicine in the bowl, hiccuped, handed him the empty bowl, and smiled: “He is my disciple, and I taught him. You don’t have such a good disciple, you don’t have this ability, and you also teach Not coming.”
The old farmer snorted and took the empty bowl: “It wasn’t you who taught me. What are you proud of? You just took the credit again. This time I sold it to Ba Ti for a bit of face and spared you, otherwise it would be soaked in the ditch For more than ten years, you are so bad that there is only one mouth left.”
The woodcutter said with a stern face: “The master led the door and practiced personally. I am full of peaches and plums. Who did you teach? Who did you teach?”
The old farmer was sad.
The woodcutter said indifferently: “You are indeed number one in martial arts, in the world, in the universe, even in the old heaven, there is no one who can surpass you in martial arts. It can be in the absence of the god bridge realm. Next, you can still rely on your own martial arts power to fly across the sacred bridge and ascend to the palace, and you are the only one who has cultivated the perfect martial arts god. Don’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, but others cannot be as successful as you. You cannot save people in the bullfighting world.”
The old farmer was silent.
The woodcutter continued: “And this Yankang reform is okay. The grievances between us are trivial. I know that you have been very miserable all these years. I know that you found these orphans and widows after the war to take care of them. You have done a lot of things. You want to find a way out for them. But you are too stupid and haven’t found this way for 20,000 years.”
There was a beast-like roar from the old farmer’s throat.
After the collapse of the Kaihuang era, he took care of the orphans left behind by his comrades who died in battle, but he could only watch them die one after another.
This was a great torture and filled his heart with guilt.
“Come out, come out, you are Saint Wu.”
The woodcutter looked at him with a little pity in his eyes, but he was more expectant: “Kaihuang has appointed us celestial masters, but I am the only one who can be named saints. But his original intention is that all four of us can become saints. You are the martial master, the first in martial arts, there is no doubt, but the saint is not the martial arts. Come out, you are the only martial sage, the emperor’s martial sage!”
The old farmer is still silent.
The woodcutter did not continue to persuade.
He knew very well about this old brother, he knew he was stubborn, but he was not stubborn, in fact he was just stubborn on his lips.
His own words have already reached the point, he will figure it out, and he will become a unique martial artist.
“I was moved by you, Yankang reformed, I really want to take a look.”
The old farmer suddenly said: “But I won’t help Yankang. We were poor and vain during the opening of the emperor. We started from scratch and Yankang was so well praised by you. Then without our help, we can develop to the height of opening the emperor, so why rely on it? We losers?”
The woodcutter smiled and said: “We are just buying time for them to prevent them from being wiped out by the old heaven when they are still young. Isn’t this going against your original intentions? In the early days of the Emperor’s era, the people of the Emperor’s era Certain legacy has also helped us a lot.”
The old farmer smiled and said, “You remind me of those lush years. Actually, I am half of the emperor’s time.”
“In fact, we are all half of the emperor’s time, including Kaihuang.”
The woodcutter said: “Life is like this, it is endless, and so is the inheritance. It is handed over from one era to another. Your martial arts spirit needs to be passed on. Don’t let your inheritance become extinct.”
The old farmer got up and sneered: “But I won’t forgive you for that. I walked out of here, and after I walked out of the big market, I will beat you up when I am in a bad mood. You just ask your grandpa to tell your grandma, hoping that you can improve a few levels. Can hold my fist.”
He walked out of the house.
The smile on the woodcutter’s face froze, Qin Mu walked in from outside the house, changed his dressing, and whispered, “Does the teacher have hatred with the Wudou Tianshi?”
The woodcutter was listless and sighed, “It’s true. It’s a past.”
He obviously didn’t want to mention this past event.
Qin Mu blinked, more curious, but did not speak.
The woodcutter was angry: “What’s your face? You want to know other people’s private affairs so much?”
Qin Mu didn’t speak.
The woodcutter sighed: “It’s okay to tell you. In fact, I had a good relationship with him, as well as scholars and fishermen. Although my cultivation base is the weakest, they also respect me. Kaihuang asked me to preside over the reform. , Pushed me to the front of the stage, the so-called good looks, men are too good, they will be favored by women. At that time he had a girl he liked…”
Qin Mu helped him change the dressing, but his ears couldn’t help but he listened carefully.
Outside the door, the old cow no longer snorted and smoked the hookah, and the cow’s ears peeked out from the door to the door.
Long Qilin was lying on his stomach listlessly, but suddenly raised his head and slapped his big ears twice.
————I finally got home! Tired, but I suddenly felt very fulfilling after writing this chapter. The end of the month, brothers, I have chapters updated, do you have a monthly pass?
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