Museum of Demons

come for me?

The body of Huntian sneered, that is to say, he was just a super weapon in the troubled times, and he didn't know many powerful men in the troubled times at all, and he didn't even know who the names and surnames were among so many demon gods in the troubled times. , You can expose the lies of the Taoist in front of you almost immediately!

There is no so-called primitive demon in the troubled times.

Of course, what Wei Yuan said was definitely not false. Of course, he had communicated with that chaotic Daoguo.

After all, the latter is almost because he believed in the so-called primitive demon.

Only then did I have the miserable experience afterwards.

It's just that the new consciousness of the body of Huntian doesn't have the slightest favor for this so-called primitive demon.

He didn't have a good impression of the strong in troubled times, and because of his body's confusion about Yuanshi Tianzun, he was very wary of the word Yuanshi. Unaware of repentance, he still came towards him. With a movement of his right hand, the turbid air transformed into a long spear and pierced directly towards the Taoist.

In a cold tone, he said, No need.

Wei Yuan clasped his five fingers together and took a step lightly.

The pupils are deep and deep, 'seeing' the direction that will definitely not be hit.

Take one step, cause and effect follow.

I don't have to follow Qimen.

But Qimen depends on me.

This is cause and effect!

His right hand dropped, and when his five fingers were entangled, he blocked all the directions of the gun, and then he held the gun in his palm just right, and with a simple shake of his hand, all the force on it was scattered, and the sleeve robe was stimulated by the strength, Slightly fluttering and drooping, it actually contained all the violent power in it with the method of the universe in its sleeve.

The black-haired Taoist smiled and said: Heh... why are you so irritable, fellow Taoist?

The body of Huntian frowned slightly.

This guy……

I owe a beating!

Looking at the face in front of him, which is obviously very strange, but I don't know why in my heart, especially irritable, I really want to wave my fist, hit him hard on the face, raise my hand to attack, follow the instinct of this flesh body , perhaps because the heart and mind are in harmony at this moment, and the moves are played with a powerful momentum, which is far more handy than in the previous battles.

But the more he can exert his physical instinctive fighting power.

But the Taoist opposite is getting more and more handy? !

Until the end, the fist was like thunder, and every move was perfectly harmonious and impeccable.

But the Taoist seemed to be able to deal with it with his eyes closed.

Finally, with one hand behind his back, he took a light step backwards, but just rightly avoided the most ruthless move of Huntian. At the same time, his left hand swept across the dust, and his right hand stretched out. Two fingers happened to be pressed on the right hand of Huntian's body. Calmly, he pressed his wrist to one side, and unexpectedly controlled the moves of the body of the sky.

Take it easy, take it easy.

Pindao didn't come here to fight you, why did he get so angry when he saw me?

The black-haired Taoist smiled softly.

It seems that several fox tails can be seen from behind, wagging and wagging.

It's as if a hole has been dug ahead, waiting for someone to jump down.

Huntian's body suddenly exploded with arrogance, like a god like a demon, Wei Yuan didn't intend to fight him head-on, took advantage of the situation and took back his moves, drifting back.

And the body of Huntian also broke away from the Taoist, skimmed the distance in an instant, reached a few steps away, rubbed his wrist, and said coldly:

I have nothing to talk to you about.

I'm not even interested in being transformed by you or something, to be your new weapon.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes slightly, and said, Weapons?

The Taoist simply sat down on the stone next to him and said, You mean, you don't want to be used as a weapon, that is to say, you feel that your current life is in the hands of that amiable and respectable great Zhuoshi Dazun Doing things under your command is considered as a weapon, and you are very dissatisfied with such things?

The body of the sky never answered.

Originally, he planned to leave directly, but unfortunately, he had a feeling.

This feeling has no reason and no foundation, but it is so strong.

It's as if he's done this more than once before.

That is, if you want to leave, you can, but you can't get rid of the lock of the Taoist in front of you.

No matter whether he goes to the Nine Heavens or enters the Netherworld, no matter where he goes, this guy can find him accurately.

It's better not to hide!

Listen to what this Taoist intends to do!

Seeing that the body of Huntian didn't speak, Wei Yuan felt again that this friend was not alone with him.

Although Huntian is said to be incomparably powerful, but he is also gentle and tolerant of everything. Even if Wei Yuan makes such a cold joke that he can't even answer, Huntian can still take the topic with a gentle smile. The beginning of all things, in theory, he can perfectly communicate with any creature and anyone.

Wei Yuan missed his friend, unconsciously with the gentle smile of such a powerful person, said:

So, if you don't want to be a weapon, what do you want to do?

Be yourself?

The body of Huntian was stunned, and then said naturally: Of course!

Wei Yuan nodded slightly, seeming to agree.

Then he straightened his back slightly, with a gentle expression and the charm of Confucianism, and said:

So, what are you like yourself? Do you know?

Lore!

At this moment, he was just born from this powerful body. He has no self, but he will not be disturbed by the residual memory of the body of Huntian all the time. The body of Huntian suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the The black-haired Taoist, during this period of time, apart from being influenced by the instinct of the body of the sky, he also has other disturbances and pains.

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, It seems that you are troubled.

He flicked the hem of his jersey, smiled and said, If you want, you can talk to me about it?

Anyway, I don't know your past, nor your present. Tell me, there is no need for any burden.

This is a lie!

But this scumbag nephew, lying is as natural as breathing!

The body of Huntian was silent for a while. For some reason, he was obviously very disgusted with the guy in front of him, but he also had a strange sense of natural trust in him. After a long time, he said: I can dream.

dream?

Yes... Although I don't have complete memory, I don't know about many attempts, but I do know.

For a powerful person like you and me, the true spirit should be harmonious, and there will never be such a dream. Moreover, those things in the dream are not what I have experienced. The body of the sky murmured: I dreamed of a chaotic sea, I dreamed of two old men talking and laughing with me, and I dreamed of being in a remote secret place.

A young swordsman, and a gentle-looking woman, and a puppet that is ridiculously simple.

And dreamed about me.

I dreamed that I was talking and laughing with them, chatting with them, drinking tea, I obviously don't know them, I haven't even seen them, but I don't know, I don't know why I feel so happy, I I feel unprecedented happiness in my dream, but when I wake up, it will become more and more empty.”

I don't know who they are. I have pictures of chatting and laughing with them in my memory.

But I don't know them! No!

Their friends are the original owners of this body, not me. Why should I be happy because of their memories? Why should I feel uncontrollable numbness and pain just because I think they and I are strangers, but This kind of emotion also makes me...uncontrollable.

The face of the body of the sky is full of pain.

I'm like someone else's shadow.

Being sad and happy because of other people's memories, but even these memories don't belong to me, why should I do this?!

I can feel those emotions, but it's not me, it's not me!

Why?!

He expressed his confusion, his pain, and his bewilderment.

On the contrary, the increasingly painful body of Huntian didn't notice.

The calm black-haired Taoist in front of him looked slightly condensed, and then his eyes revealed a softness and sadness that was completely different from his temperament, and he muttered to himself.

A young swordsman, a mild-looking woman, a puppet that is ridiculously simple...?

Wei Yuan felt a little sad in his heart, and said, Perhaps, it's because these memories are too important to him.

The body of Huntian raised his head: ...too important?

Dao Ren said: Yes, it is so important that even if the soul is gone, the body can still feel everything when it is with friends.

Remember the joy, anger, sorrow and joy at that time.

There are always some things, even if you die, they will not disappear.

The body of Huntian murmured: ...Is that so?

Wei Yuan lost the thought of probing, got up from the bluestone, and said, You seem to want to know how to find [yourself]. If so, maybe I can help you.

Help me? Ha, have you found yourself?

found it.

The Taoist said flatly: It took about five thousand years.

! ! !

The voice of the body of the sky stopped abruptly. In this sentence, it seemed that the vicissitudes and vicissitudes naturally accompanied by the passage of time rushed to his face, making him feel a sense of depression in his heart for a moment.

And the Taoist looked at him, with karma in his pupils. At this moment, he was not just digging a prehistoric pit for the venerable, but he naturally wanted to transform his friend's last body. In any case, Huntian's body It can't be a weapon for the Zhuoshi, so he said in a flat tone: Your current skills and strength are all given to you by the Zhuoshi.

He would have liked to explain it like his own character.

After thinking about it, I still have to make a distinction between the original demon and the Yuanshi Tianzun.

So his eyes drooped slightly, and he said in a flat tone: Even if you are in the hands of others, you still try to get rid of the control and find yourself. One's own power is fundamentally free.

Would you like to try?

The body of the sky looked at Wei Yuan, instinctively guarded in his heart, but also had an inexplicable sense of trust in this person.

After a moment of silence, he said, Forget it.

If it was Yuanshi Tianzun, he would definitely take a step back at this time and try to persuade him.

But now it is the original demon.

Wei Yuan thought for a while, then suddenly took a step, following karma.

The body of Hun Tian who had revealed his sincerity only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the Taoist had appeared in front of him, and his palm was directly pressed against his own heavenly spirit. Coupled with his distracted mind, he couldn't resist anymore. He could only see the white clothes of the Taoist in front of him like snow, his black hair hanging down, like a monster like a demon, and his arrogance was overwhelming. He said coldly: The poor Taoist is just asking you.

When did you have the right to refuse?

you! ! !

The body of the sky is unwilling.

In an instant, a majestic flame rose, but it was resisted by Wei Yuan's original demon power.

And the next moment, a flat voice came from the ear of the body of the sky——

Fu Tao is born in nothing, hidden in all spirits and unpredictable; God is concentrated in emptiness, wonderful and changeable without direction.

Yao Ming has essence and Tai Ding shines, Tai Xuan is boundless and leads to emptiness and tranquility...

Daoist True Inheritance!

Among the three holes, four auxiliary and seven jade hubs, there is only one that is most suitable for Hun Tian at this moment——

The unique skill of Lingbao Sect in the upper Qing Dynasty!

Shangqing Lingbao Great Cave Sutra!

Chaos and great unity, returning to one heart.

Inherited from the Taoist sect, the words are connected with each other, and fell into the heart of the body of Huntian, allowing him to absorb his own strength.

Almost at the same time—

The world of the world·Shangqing sect.

Oh my god, why are you here again?

Elder Lin Shouyi of the Lingbao Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty looked helplessly at the Heavenly Master blocking the door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

You just took three bottles of my Lingbaozong's Huxin Pills last month, so you're done eating now?

The old heavenly master said helplessly: Who knows where the thirty-six Thunder Gods came from, my old man's heart is already strong because he didn't almost die.

Lin Shouyi said, Aren't you afraid of being intimidated by me?

Zhang Ruosu laughed and said, How is it possible...

Lin Shouyi had no choice but to welcome the old man into the room.

As for the Lingbao Sect of the Qing Dynasty, the patriarchal hall with no one——

The portrait of Lingbao Tianzun suddenly glowed slightly.

PS: The second update today...