There was silence for a moment by the pond.
The dragonfly on the fishing rod suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.
Several koi carps under the lotus leaves suddenly exploded.
The remaining fish all dived to the bottom in fear and frantically dug into the mud.
In the sky above Qingyun's main peak, a mountain-protecting formation emerged.
An invisible barrier spreads out next to the pond.
The three of them were enveloped.
Su Bing's expression became extremely serious.
"Youngest, what did you just say?"
Li Mu complained in his heart, "Although you are old, Lao Deng, you are not blind and deaf, right?"
But he said: "Master seems to be very interested in my Dao pattern, but when I was in the Daoji space, I resisted and didn't look at it."
Su Bing nodded, "This is the consensus in the world of immortality that the Dao pattern should not be leaked or spread to others."
Li Mu asked: "Why?"
Su Bingzheng said: "By studying the Dao patterns, you can understand the power of the Dao. Different Dao patterns represent different Daos, and the power of each Dao is limited. If one more person takes it, everyone will get it. The power will become less and the speed of obtaining Tao power will also be slower."
He thought for a while and continued: "If you don't understand, you can understand Tao as a road. A road is only so wide. If there are more people on the road, the walking speed will naturally slow down."
"Disciple understands what Master means." Li Mu looked puzzled, "But what does it matter?"
Su Bing was stunned.
Li Mu said sincerely: "Master accepted me as his disciple and spent time and energy teaching me Taoism and immortality. I have benefited greatly from Master. Shouldn't I give something back?"
Su Bing frowned, "But the Dao Mark is very important. Monks and even immortals in the world will shed their blood in order to obtain the Dao Mark."
"Others are others, I am me." Li Mu said easily and calmly, "To me, things like Taoist patterns are nothing compared to the relationship between master and disciple."
Su Bing was stunned.
Immortal Yuanhua was also stunned for a moment, then he bowed his hands and said, "Junior brother, Yuanhua admires your broad-mindedness!"
"Anyway, this thing is free." Li Mu thought, and used a ray of spiritual consciousness to look inside. At the same time, he took out a pen and drew the Daoji lines.
But what was beyond his expectation was that although he was clearly drawing the gourd according to the Dao pattern, what he drew were messy and twisted lines.
Tried again, same result.
Li Mu simply cut open a large piece of the foundation and took it out from the space inside his body.
A fragment of the road foundation as big as a door panel appeared in front of the three people.
Immortal Yuanhua looked subconsciously, then his body trembled, his soul was shaken, and he fainted.
Su Bing shook his head, and with a thought, a blue cloud supported Yuan Hua's body.
"You have just broken through to the realm of Heavenly Immortal. How can you find the courage to look at the Dao Mark of the Golden Immortal level?"
He tried hard to calm down his Dao Heart, and ran the Meditation Meditation Charm three more times, making his Dao Heart and Soul as calm as water, and then turned to look at the Dao Foundation fragments.
"Huh……"
Su Bing's body trembled, his spirit shook, and he fainted.
Li Mu: "..."
"Master?"
"Ninth Senior Brother?"
"Wake up!"
Li Mu was speechless.
It’s just a look at the Dao pattern, what about you two?
He turned around and looked at the golden Dao Wen.
I looked left, right, horizontally and vertically, but I didn't faint, or even feel dizzy.
"Is it because my cultivation is too shallow?"
Li Mu shook his head and dragged the unconscious Su Bing onto the blue clouds, letting the master and apprentice lie side by side, neatly together.
With nothing to do, Li Mu sat on the deck chair, picked up the fishing rod and retrieved the fishing line.
The hook is empty.
He picked up the jar on the ground, twisted out an earthworm and hung it on the fishhook.
"Please, Immortal, spare my life."
A voice suddenly sounded.
But it is the earthworm that speaks human words.
Li Mu looked carefully and realized that it was not an earthworm, but a young dragon.
In the pond, koi fish poked their heads out of the water.
In the blink of an eye, these koi carps turned into giant dragons.
These giant dragons hover around the heaven and earth, stirring up the wind and clouds and making a sound like thunder.
The terrifying dragon power surged in like a mountain.
In front of these giant dragons, Li Mu was as small as an ant.
But the next moment, the dozens of giant dragons suddenly showed a look of fear in their eyes, and their bodies suddenly shrank, turning into koi carps, falling into the pond, and fleeing crazily towards the bottom of the water.
Su Bing woke up at some point and said to the pond:
"If it wasn't so boring, I would have boiled you rotten fish and shrimps long ago."
He looked at Li Mu who was a little distracted and said, "It's just a shadow transformed by the demonic power. Don't be afraid."
Li Mu said: "It doesn't look fake."
Su Bingdao: "The real body has been sealed by me, and the phantoms that appear are their true colors, and they really can no longer be real."
Li Mu raised his eyebrows, "In other words, these koi are all real dragons?"
Su Bing nodded.
Li Mu: "Does it smell good when cooking?"
"The roasted ones should be more fragrant," Su Bing was suddenly startled and said with a straight face, "You kid, don't try to take advantage of them. As a foundation-building monk, if you want to eat the flesh and blood of a real dragon, it's no different than seeking death."
Seeing the disappointed look on the other party's face, he couldn't bear it.
"When you reach the state of transformation into gods, I can give you some nourishment from the Killing Dragon."
Li Mu grinned brightly.
"Master, I still want to go down the mountain to practice."
Su Bing frowned slightly, "You have the Golden Immortal Dao Foundation and Dao Marks in your body. If anyone knows about it, let alone an evil cultivator, even an authentic member of the Immortal Sect will inevitably have the intention of killing someone to seize the foundation."
Li Mu didn't take it seriously, "Wouldn't it be enough to hide those golden lights?"
Su Bing looked like he was too young, "Golden Immortal quality and Dao marks are like the brightness of the bright moon, how can they be hidden so easily?"
"Well, I'm hiding it now," Li Mu said, "Master, do you want to come and see me again?"
Su Bing didn't believe it, but seeing that Li Mu didn't seem to be joking, he separated another ray of consciousness and entered the Daoji space in Li Mu's body.
This time, the earth-like foundation turned gray-black.
All the Dao patterns also disappeared.
Su Bing's head short-circuited for a moment, and he asked in surprise:
"How did you do it?"
Li Mu asked inexplicably: "Can't Daoji's appearance be changed at will according to his own ideas?"
Su Bing twitched the corner of his mouth, "Who told you?"
Li Mu scratched his head and said, "On the day the foundation was established, the disciple discovered it himself."
Su Bing took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He repeated this process several times and finally accepted this fact.
"Your understanding of "Tao" is unparalleled by anyone in the Qingyun Sect. "
"Of course, except the ancestor."
At this moment, a purple figure flew over.
"Master, I will keep these fragments of Dao Foundation and return them to you in the future."
Su Bing felt a touch of pure immortal power between his brows, wrapped up the broken pieces of the foundation that were as big as the door panel, and pocketed them.
He removed the barrier restriction, looked at the visitor, and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
Immortal Dazhi respectfully said: "Peak Master, Immortal Shuiyue wishes to see you."
Su Bing frowned slightly, "Isn't she in retreat? Why did she suddenly come to me?"
Immortal Dazhi glanced at Su Mu next to him, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"Shuiyue Immortal seems to be here for the Holy Son."
