Chapter 719

The old cow looked at him, and then looked at the shrinking dragon Qilin behind him. He couldn't help laughing and said, "silly frustration can't beat me, so he asked for help. No matter what help you have, you can't help me. Are you here to beat silly frustration?"

"Stupid and frustrated?"

Qin Mu was slightly stunned: "is that long Pang?"

"Brother, just now long Pang has offended so much, please forgive me."

Qin Mu followed the courtesy and said, "dare you ask the farmer?"

The old cow scratched the scales on its belly and scratched. It was a dragon scale. Qin Mu noticed that the old cow was indeed somewhat similar to the green ox offering wine in Bashan. It seemed that they were all dragon breeds and were all flesh pimples.

However, qingniu's hobby is to eat peonies, like flowers and plants, and show off his muscles. This old cow is smoking hookah with a hookah bag, and likes to drink tea while smoking.

"Does this old ox have anything to do with the green ox?" He said in his heart.

The old cow spewed out a smoke ring, glanced at him and said, "you are young, and you should not recognize my master. Who are you, and what's the matter with looking for my master?"

Qin Mu said with a smile, "I'm a disciple of the woodcutter Heavenly Master and the four heavenly masters of kaihuang Tianting. I've met two fishermen and woodcutters, and two heavenly masters have never met. Can you introduce me, Taoist brother?"

"The master is a tiller. What can be seen?"

The old cow poured out the hookah and said, "a firewood chopper came to him a few days ago and was injured by him. He lay in the rotten ditch at the entrance of the village and didn't move for a month. Since you are a firewood chopper, call me elder martial brother. There's no need to call me elder martial brother."

"Woodcutter?"

Qin Mu was startled: "the woodcutter teacher was injured? Hasn't moved for a month? In which village?"

The old cow stood up, fell to the ground with his front hooves, shook his tail and said, "I'll take you, but you don't want to get him out. The master said, let this guy rot in the gutter. Whoever dares to get him out will eat the master's three fists. The master's three fists can make three holes in the sky!"

Qin Mu called long Qilin. Long Qilin was a little reluctant. He was very afraid of the old cow, but the old cow was very broad-minded. He laughed and said, "don't be afraid of me, big dog. You are still young. When you grow up, you can press me."

Long Qilin's eyes lit up: "really?"

"Fake."

The old cow drank the tea on the stone table in one gulp, rolled his tongue, and the teacup and teapot disappeared. The old God walked forward: "you are too tender. With your small body 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 them. Our village is not far in front, it's a small mountain village."

Long Qilin is dejected.

Qin Mu said with a smile, "senior brother Niu, although long Pang is still young, he can't be underestimated. I taught him ZuLong taixuan skill, the divine skill at the throne level. His cultivation is excellent and can be called divine speed. He may not surpass you in the future."

"My name is Niu Sanduo."

The old cow shook his tail and said, "the skill is not strong or weak, but whether it is his own. His skill is not his own, but also his Kirin blood. Should ZuLong taixuan skill be a dragon skill? He can only refine half, and the remaining half is full of loopholes. It's amazing that he can beat me. It's useless to cultivate any skill without going out of his own way."

Qin Mu's heart moved: "this senior brother Niu Sanduo's vision is more than many gods and demons. It seems that the farmer Tianshi is worthy of being a martial arts Tianshi. A cow can be trained like this, which is not inferior to the Lord of the world such as tie riluo."

They came to a small mountain village in the ruins, which is six or seven miles away from the rice field.

Qin Mu looked at the scenery of the mountain village and saw that the small mountain village had beautiful mountains and rivers. Leaning against the mountain, there was a clear spring flowing down from the green mountain, which was very enjoyable. There are only 100 families in the village, but there is not a stone statue.

"See for yourself if it's your teacher lying in the gutter." The old cow shook his ass and walked into the village.

Qin Mu came to the gutter at the entrance of the village. Sure enough, he saw a man lying on his back in the smelly ditch, his face white with smelly blisters.

The sewer smelled disgusting, and the hands and feet of the man dressed as a woodcutter were broken. It seemed that many other bones were broken, leaving only the skull intact.

Qin Mu looked for a moment, and the man lying in the gutter finally noticed him. He turned over with a crash and buried his face in the smelly water. There were several rotten cabbage leaves hanging on his hair and a gnawed chicken bone on his buttocks.

Qin Mu squatted beside the smelly ditch and said leisurely, "why is the teacher so embarrassed that he capsized in the gutter?"

The woodcutter Saint flipped over again, and the stubble was white with foam. He slowly said, "there was an unexpected storm, and the wind and waves were high, so the boat capsized."

Qin Mu laughed and said, "can the teacher turn it out from the ditch?"

"Bones are broken, accomplishments are sealed, and you can't struggle."

Qin Mu asked again, "does the teacher have a grudge against the martial arts master?"

The woodcutter sage said, "there has always been discord."

Qin Mu nodded, stood up, walked to the village, and said in a loud voice, "Qin Mu, the 107th grandson of the kaihuang, Qin Fengqing, ask to see the martial master!"

The farmers and 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 neck of the old cow. His ears moved when he heard the words, and he also looked at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu took long Qilin into the village. There was no sound around, only a hundred people stared at them.

Long Qilin was frightened, followed Qin Mu closely with small broken steps, and said in a low voice, "master, there are strange things in this village. Except for the old farmer, there are no old people and children here, all young people..."

Qin Mu looked forward with a smile, walked to the old cow and the small but strong old farmer, and whispered, "long Pang has grown up, and he can even notice these details. There are only young people and children in the village, which is really strange."

"Was it eaten by the old cow?" Long Qilin made a cold war.

Qin Mu took off the willow leaves on his forehead, glanced around with the third eye in the center of his eyebrow, shook his head and said, "of course not. The reason why there are no old people is because they are not old. God, how can they be old?"

"God?"

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

"The master's teacher came here to fight. It's really the old longevity hanging. I'm tired of living!" Long Qilin said in his heart.

In the sight of Qin Mu's third eye, these villagers' respective shenzang and Tiangong emerged. Their Shenqiao was complete, and the Shenqiao extended from the shenzang to the Tiangong.

In the heavenly palace of these villagers, an unusually tall and mighty Yuanshen stands in the depths of the heavenly palace. He can't see their Yuanshen standing in the exact position of the heavenly palace, but it can be seen that the lowest cultivation of these people is Yaotai!

He looked at the old farmer, but he couldn't see through his cultivation at all, even the old cow!

"It seems true that long Pang couldn't compete with him after a thousand years of practice."

Qin Mu pasted the willow leaves, came to the old cow and the old farmer, bowed down and said, "Qin Mu, the son of Emperor Qin, meet the martial master."

The old farmer has deep wrinkles on his face and his skin is dark and red. It seems that he is exposed to the sun and the wind. His hands are also high and swollen, and his knuckles are thick, which makes him look very powerful.

His eyes were sunken, his eyelids drooped, and he continued to brush the old cow. His voice was like a Hong Zhong: "there is no fighting master here. We are all farmers. You have found the wrong person."

Qin Mu laughed and said, "since master Wudou 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 thunder burst. Qin Mu looked up, but he saw that the sky suddenly became dark, lightning and thunder, and lightning tore the sky. A fist as big as black mountain could be seen faintly in the sky.

"If you want to take the old magic stick away, eat my three fists first!"

The old farmer glanced at him, shook his head and said, "your body bones can't eat."

Qin Mu calmed down, took back his eyes, and said, "as the first of the four heavenly masters, will he still embarrass the younger generation of Qin?"

The old farmer stretched out his fists and continued to brush his cattle's hair. He calmly said, "is kaihuang's blood great? In those days, some of kaihuang's sons and daughters did evil, and several of them were killed by me. Among the four heavenly masters, I didn't rank first. What's the use of force? It's not as good as the mouthy one in the gutter."

Qin Mu's heart suddenly burst, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his temples, and even kaihuang's children dared to die directly?

This martial master is really bold!

"How can martial arts master let the woodcutter teacher go?"

Qin Mu suddenly said, "there are Jianghu rules in the Jianghu, and the court has the court rules. Since you come to the Jianghu, follow the Jianghu rules! Younger Qin Mu, come to rescue the teacher, and ask the Heavenly Master to draw a line!"

The old farmer raised his drooping eyelids and said with a smile, "Jianghu rules? Very good! I'll see how many skills the talker taught you! The wretched man who cuts firewood became the first of the four heavenly masters by talking. Shouldn't you just learn his mouth?"

Qin Mu laughed, his clothes were calm, and the hunting sounded: "I'm ashamed to say, since my debut, the younger generation has always solved problems with fists, fought all the way, and never lost!"

The old farmer looked at him up and down and sneered, "even the martial spirit hasn't been refined. His fist has essence but no spirit. He is a guy who doesn't have morality, and his mouth is loud. Come on, open the bullfighting palace!"

In the mountain village, farmers and women stood up one after another, shouted loudly and punched out.

The mountains behind the mountain village were knocked out by the gods, and the space was torn apart, revealing a vast heavenly palace, which is located in a vast sky.

The heavens are open, the sun and moon are high, the stars are bright, and there is actually a big country inside.

"Go to bullfighting palace, Jianghu rules!"

The old farmer laughed and said, "kill it!"

Qin Mu's scalp was numb, and long Qilin quietly turned around and planned to slip away. Qin Mu stepped on his tail and scared long Qilin almost fainted.

————The woodcutter raised his axe in the gutter: I can also ask for a monthly ticket~