Chapter 781: My Name and Dao One

"This Taoist robe hasn't been changed for a year or for several months, right? Which big power family's children are so shabby?"

"Is this guy a fake?"

"How can you pretend to be like this? You can pretend to be a little bit like this? No matter how low-key the few geniuses appearing, they are not so shabby."

"It's a donkey or a horse drawn out and you will know if there is any." Someone showed a smirk.

On the street, there is a lot of controversy about the young people riding the green bull. This is mainly because the dress is too shabby, even for ordinary families.

Moreover, after seeing the young man enter the fairy city, the expression of that soil bun is really hard to make him think about the genius.

The green cow walked with his head buried in the street. This person and cow on the street can be regarded as an alternative landscape. Many people look at it and guess the origin of the youth in their hearts. Most of them feel that this youth does not have much ability, but they dare not take it easy Provoke, what if someone really likes such an eclectic dress?

On Xiancheng Street, there was a young man riding a green bull. This news was faster than the green bull. Many people on other streets ran over curiously to watch the excitement.

Some original residents of Xiancheng have lived here for several generations and have never seen such a scene. Anyone who dared to enter the fairy city was at least riding an extraordinary monster as a mount. It was the first time I saw anyone riding an ordinary blue bull.

Seeing that there were more and more people on the street, the young man seemed to be looking at him, and couldn't help scratching his head again. The hair that was already messy was like the chicken coop, and it was too messy to see.

"Why look at me? Are you here to greet me? Am I so popular?" The young man looked suspicious, and then narcissistically guessed. Thinking of this, his heart was overjoyed. When he was happy, he couldn't help but want Play a piece.

The young man took out the animal husbandry flute, and he hadn't started to play it yet. Someone had seen the power of the animal husbandry flute before, and immediately ran away, covering his ears as if he was approaching an enemy.

The point is, you guys are so bad that you don't tell others about the power of the shepherd flute when you run away. You sneer and hide away to watch the excitement.

The young man put the shepherd flute next to his mouth and began to play. As soon as the sharp and piercing sound came out, some people closest to him felt a tingling of eardrums, and they were a little dizzy.

Those who were farther away also covered their ears, their faces were blue, and they ran away quickly.

"Ah...it's so ugly, what kind of ghost is this, what powerful spell is this?" someone said loudly while retreating.

"It really pollutes my ears, help..."

"The old man has lived for most of his life. It is the first time to hear such an unbearable flute sound. Even if the old man is dead, he still won't look at him..." a monk of the older generation said in tears.

The whole street was already empty in the blink of an eye under the sound of the young man shepherding the flute, and the whole street was already empty.

A gust of wind came over, swept the dust on the ground, and threw on the youth's face.

The young man "poached" twice, wiped the animal husbandry flute, looked at the deserted street, and suddenly wondered, "Why are you all gone? Why doesn't anyone appreciate my beautiful flute sound? Only the master knows how to appreciate, every time I hear it fall asleep."

expensive!

Qing Niu let out a sad sound, and the sound of herding flute was full of resentment towards the young man. It actually thinks too much. Sao Nian, you think too much. Your master is not asleep, but dizzy.

The mount that Lao Niu was sent out as a young man was actually rejected at first, but under the coercion and temptation, there was no way to agree to it, but unexpectedly, from Qingniu Town all the way to Xiancheng, Yaoyao Wanli Road, After more than half a year, Lao Niu listened to such a terrifying flute sound for more than half a year. It was devastated.

The old cow regretted it. If he didn't come back then, maybe he was eating tender grass on a certain green lawn in Qingniu Town, and occasionally went to talk to other cows to talk about his ideals. It would be so comfortable.

"I said Lao Niu, why don't these people understand music so much?" the young man asked, tapping the young man's back with herd flute.

The young man gave a "Ang", his voice was a little dissatisfied. When the young man heard it, he laughed and said: "Fall, I haven't heard you say anything since I was born. Playing the herdogenic flute to you is also playing the piano."

Lao Niu expressed very depressed about this.

"I said that bull riding boy, can you stop being so stinky, can you stop playing your herding flute, I can't stand it anymore." At this time, a half-year-old boy covered his ears and ran to the street pointing to the young man. Then he yelled.

The young bull riding man was taken aback for a moment, and said with a serious face: "This fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong, my pastoral flute is so sweet, why can't you stand it?"

"Delicious ass, you're deaf, so ugly!" the half-year-old boy jumped up and yelled in an angry voice.

The young bull riding man shook his head, still not angry, and said, "Carrots and cabbage have their own loves. If you don't like it, it doesn't mean that it is unpleasant.

The half-year-old child was about to collapse, and his head was drooping and the theory was lazy, and he went away dejected.

"Bull rider..." Someone walked out. As soon as he spoke, the young man immediately interrupted the other person and said: "The poor road is not called the bull rider, the poor road is called one."

The man was a burly and sturdy man with a tall stature, five big and three thick, and a face with a beard that looked fierce. When he heard the youth report the law number, he said: "Tao Dao, I know you are good. Don't you play your herding flute anymore, so let people live?"

Daoyi shook his head and said, "You just keep going."

"I don't want to listen, but once you blow it, you can't help it." The burly man had a sad expression on his face, and he didn't dare to anger at the young man. If the young man played the shepherd flute again, he would really collapse. Up.

Daoyi sighed and said helplessly: "There are too few bole in this world, that's all, just stop blowing."

Daoyi put away the animal husbandry flute, and the burly man breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly there were a lot of people on the street, and there was chaos on the clean street, most of which were talking about Daoyi.

"Dao Yi's dharma title is domineering, but I don't know if this skill is really that big." The older monk stroked his beard and shook his head, said with a deep face.

"It's also necessary to say that such a shepherd flute is shot, and there is absolutely no daring to stay for ten miles." Someone said jokingly.

"This kid is a Taoist priest, could he come from Sanqing Holy Land?" Someone guessed.

"How can such a disciple come out of Sanqing Holy Land? This is too shabby, and I must not shame Sanqing Holy Land's reputation?"

There was a lot of discussion on the street, and Daoyi rode the green cow all the way. He didn't say anything when he heard these discussions, and seemed to turn a deaf ear.

The blue bull walked and stopped. When Dao looked back, he saw a young man with a silver knife standing in the middle of the street. The silver knife youth stood indifferently, as if waiting for the blue bull to give way. .

Qing Niu also waited, seemingly waiting for the Silver Sword Youth to give way, and the two sides froze in this way.

"Familiar breath..." Daoyi nodded slightly, and said, "I said you just split a mountain? It almost killed me. If it weren't for the poor Dao's reaction, I guess it's just like that mountain. , In half."

The silver sword young man was naturally Nangong with a stab. Nangong raised his eyes to look at the ragged and unkempt young man riding a bull, and said solemnly: "Then you should be lucky."

"What do you think about your seizures? The mountain provokes you. If you want to split him, it's okay to split the mountain. The key is to almost kill me!" Daoyi was a little dissatisfied with Nangong's attitude, anyway. Apologize too?

Nangong Yidao still said indifferently: "Then what do you want?"

"I am a person who doesn't like to care about people, but this is your fault, do you admit it? You get an attitude like this, it's easy to be beaten." Dao said, sitting cross-legged on the green bull. .

Nangong's eyes sank slightly, and the aura in his body became stronger. People watching the crowds on the street were also a little surprised. How many brushes does this bull riding boy really have? Even dared to make a knife to Ban Nan Gong.

"What if I don't admit my mistake?" Nangong said in a low voice.

Dao said casually: "If you don't apologize, then I can't force you to do it? I'm not sincere to force you to apologize, so why don't you apologize? Well, if you appreciate my shepherd flute, then I will forgive you. is you."

Daoyi didn't wait for Nangong's knife to speak, and regardless of whether Nangong's knife was willing or not, he took out Mudi, and the people who were present saw this scene and fled in fright.

"Don't..." Many people yelled unlovably as they ran, but their parents had lost two legs and didn't run fast enough.

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The sound of the animal husbandry flute sounded like a tragedy in the world, and so many people wanted to die.

Although Nangong Yidao didn't react so much, he frowned. This was definitely the worst flute sound he had ever heard.

Daoyi blew it with relish, with a look of intoxication, completely disregarding whether Nangong Yidao was willing to listen.

Huh!

Suddenly, a sword aura suddenly rushed out and slashed towards Daoyi. At the very moment, a law of the Great Dao burst out of the shepherd flute, turning into a gossip picture to block the knife.

Daoyi stopped playing the flute and looked at Nangong Yidao and said with dissatisfaction: "What do you mean by this? Your apology is too insincere. It is easy for me to want to beat you."

Nangong didn't pay attention to him with a knife, and the silver knife behind him rushed out and slashed again!