Chapter 811 — Showing Off His Skills
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
Shen Mu's expression also changed. He stood there dumbfounded. The old farmer threw another punch, once again shattering the halo formed by the Earth Mother's blessing—but the halo quickly restored itself again! "Something's strange here!
" The old farmer pondered. His thick hands seized the halo behind Shen Mu's head and squeezed hard toward the center. The halo, along with the Earth Mother's Dao Fruit and the space within the halo, was crushed to bits between his palms! The Earth Mother's Dao Fruit contained exceedingly powerful energy.
Had it exploded, it could have blasted even a god to pieces.
Yet between his two palms it only gave a soft *pop*, and he erased it outright!
The old farmer released his hands, only to see a faint yellow light flowing around Shen Mu's entire body, gradually converging behind his head, and then the halo slowly took form.
Not only that—the Earth Mother's Dao Fruit, which had been completely obliterated, was also leisurely manifesting a phantom image, drawing energy from the earth, gradually transforming from phantom to substance. Before long, the wrinkled Earth Mother's Dao Fruit had taken shape once more! "I can't destroy it," the old farmer said, shaking his head.
"This Earth Mother's blessing and this fruit are both too strange. When the woodcutter arrives, let him study it. " Shen Mu sighed inwardly, then rallied his spirits.
"Martial Uncle, there's one more thing.
Do you see that little fatty over there? " The old farmer looked toward Yutian Zun and asked suspiciously, "What about him?
" "I'd like Martial Uncle to teach him the martial dao.
" Shen Mu smiled amiably. "No need to impart any profound principles—just the basics. The martial dao that can be cultivated at the Spirit Fetus stage will suffice.
" The old farmer glanced at Yutian Zun again and gave a cold hum. "This little fatty's whole body of flab is undigested spirit pills. Clearly he's a glutton.
He does indeed need the martial dao to temper his body and spirit. Leave him to me. Give it some time and I guarantee he'll be lean and wiry!
" Shen Mu said hastily, "There's also a water qilin. He can't control his mouth either. I'll have to trouble Martial Uncle with him as well.
" The old farmer waved it off.
"Leave Sanduo here with you.
He can drill him. Sanduo's skills aren't much weaker than mine.
And that big horse of yours—hand it to Sanduo for training too. " Shen Mu was overjoyed and hurriedly expressed his thanks.
The old farmer took Yutian Zun and headed out.
Shen Mu hastily ordered someone to send money to Imperial Preceptor Jingping's residence, saying, "Prepare plenty of Dafeng coins.
We can't let Imperial Preceptor Jingping's family live in too much hardship. " He then went to find Old Niu, only to see Old Niu and the dragon qilin leaning against a large tree in the courtyard, enjoying the shade. The dragon qilin and Old Niu each cradled a water pipe, with tea set beside them.
Gongsun Yan was pouring tea for these two louts. The pair were puffing out clouds and blowing mist, utterly at ease. "I ran off to the grasslands and had a fight. Heh heh, Great Black Heaven is the demon ancestor of the demon race—a fierce one of his generation.
" Old Niu bragged to the dragon qilin. "He had countless fierce men under his command, and they all fell beneath my iron hooves.
It's just that the master was useless and got wounded by Great Black Heaven. Anyway, do you plow fields? My muscles and bones are feeling a bit itchy right now.
After we finish our tea, let's go plow a few hundred mu together!
" The dragon qilin scratched his belly, his face full of worry. "I'm not addicted to plowing fields. " Shen Mu walked up with a dark expression.
"Senior Brother Sanduo, when you go plow later, take Ah Shui along too. . . Where did this tree come from? " Gongsun Yan smiled.
"It's my primordial spirit. I felt so at home here that I planted my primordial spirit, and it's been growing so fast.