Museum of Demons

On Longhu Mountain, a golden long spear wrapped in a majestic and domineering aura, pierced directly towards Fuxi's eyebrows. People have rich experience in fighting Fuxi.

He accurately grasped the momentary flaw in Fuxi's state of mind that would appear when he was about to meet Emperor Wa.

Then, taking advantage of this opening, he shot through! ! !

Fork hard!

Explode!

Fuxi let out a strange cry, leaned back, and avoided the domineering force in a matter of seconds. His aura was almost as strong as the long spear shot by the Western Emperor of Kunlun, but he never thought that the girl would let go of her palm, letting the golden spear The barrel of the spear slid through her palm like a dragon.

This gun has been used for a long time, and she is familiar with every inch of the gun. When the tail of the gun passed through her palm, she suddenly grabbed the tail of the gun, and the magical weapon cast by Vulcan Zhu Rong absorbed all the energy , stagnated violently, the tail of the gun did not tremble in the slightest, but the front of the gun erupted with a sound like the roar of a ferocious beast.

Wei Yuanjun twisted his waist, like a dragon shaking his minions, and the spear swept across the void, even the body of the gun made of magic weapon showed a shocking arc under this violent operation, and this The gun full of anger and strength, with an extremely precise measure, slammed heavily on Fu Xi's waist.

Wuzhiqi and old man Hu who were beside him even clearly saw the smile on Fuxi's face change from triumphant to frozen.

After hearing an incomparably crisp clicking sound, the ripples visible to the naked eye immediately swayed away.

In the next second, Fuxi's body was directly lifted up, and then the girl held the tail of the spear in her right hand and twisted it loose suddenly. Fuxi was like a snake picked up by a stick. No matter how far away, the girl in white with a light blue Taoist robe and black hair standing up with a wooden hairpin looked cold.

Fuxi, who was directly knocked out, fell from the sky in a parabola, coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth.

Damn, I made a mistake...

How did this little girl get smaller?

Before talking about 1.7 meters, Xihuang's marksmanship had to be used differently, and some of its original power had been lost.

This has turned into a fourteen-year-old appearance, and Queen Mother Xi's marksmanship is just right.

Wei Yuanjun's expression was cold, but when he saw Wuzhiqi and Mr. Hudi, his cold face that had not melted for thousands of years still softened, his eyes were clear and his expression was gentle, and the magic weapon that knocked Fuxi away When he came back, he turned around in his hand, carried his back behind his back, with his left hand in front, bowed slightly, and said, Both of you are here to find Emperor Wa...

Wei Yuanjun's movements froze slightly.

The huge spiritual consciousness belonging to the level of Dao and Fruit shrouds Longhu Mountain anytime and anywhere. It can be said that after Buzhou Mountain left, Wei Yuanjun, who is extremely good at fighting, is the most important force to protect the human world and the two emperors. He clearly sensed that Emperor Wa, who was in the wing room, flipped through a volume of Daozang with his fingers, and looked up.

'stare------'

Wei Yuanjun obviously inherited the characteristics of a certain museum owner who was not good at dealing with the Emperor Wa.

The voice paused, and said, Grandma's?

Yes, we are here to find Emperor Wa. It was old man Hu who said this.

Where's Wei Yuan? Where is Wei Yuan?! I'm here to beat him up! There was no doubt that it was Wu Zhiqi.

Then the footsteps of both of them stopped.

The brain seemed to finally perceive the meaning of that word.

Um? grandmother?

Wuzhiqi and Hudi looked at each other, Qiqi fell into a daze: Who???

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So, you are the granddaughter of Emperor Wa.

Then your father is...

After a while, Wu Zhiqi, Mr. Hu sat at the reception place of Longhu Mountain, and Wei Yuanjun explained some words in a cold tone, which made both Wu Zhiqi and Mr. Hu fall into silence. They watched Looking at Wei Yuanjun, and then at the gentle-looking Emperor Wa over there, he felt that his brain was not strong enough, and Wei Yuanjun did not answer the last question.

He just shook his head and said, You can't say it.

Can't you say it?

Wu Zhiqi, who had turned into a young man, stared at Wei Yuanjun over there, and looked at those eyes as deep as an abyss. There seemed to be two clusters of golden flames rising from the bottom of Wu Zhiqi's eyes, and finally retracted his gaze. He nodded and said, I understand.

Immediately, she stopped asking about Wei Yuanjun's background, her parents, and just chatted about other things.

It was only later that the old man suddenly realized that this monkey might have noticed Wei Yuanjun's real body at the first time.

And when he asked when the monkey was discovered, Wu Zhiqi replied: When I first met her.

Suddenly the old man was surprised: Is it because of the realm of Daoguo?

No, since she is the golden mother Yuanjun, even if she is a plundered Dao fruit, her strength is under Zhu Rong Gonggong, but she has also advanced Dao fruit for thousands of years, with a solid foundation, and with the help of Emperor Wa , I want to see through her heels at a glance, it's not that simple.

Suddenly the old man was even more puzzled: Then how did you find out?

Wu Zhiqi took a sip of tea, and quietly said:

At that first time, the first second I looked into her eyes, I had an inexplicable urge to pick up the clay pot on the table and smash it at it.

That's when I knew something was wrong.

And in the living room of Longhu Mountain, everyone chatted about some things, and the atmosphere was at least harmonious. Facing an existence like Emperor Wa, even if he was as unruly as Wu Zhiqi, he needed to restrain his edge. As for Emperor Hu, Emperor Hu's Seniority, even for Emperor Wa, is an elder, an ancient emperor, and Emperor Hu has a particularly good impression of Emperor Wa.

It's just that Fu Xi, who has a bruised nose and a swollen face, doesn't care about anyone.

Just pretend that there is no such person.

Awa, I said...

Oh, so that's the case, I have learned a lot.

Ahem, I mean, Ah Wa...

Is Yuan Jun thirsty? Would you like some tea?

Fuxi's interjections were interrupted several times, and everyone ignored them. Only the white-haired, black-clothed girl Wahuang, with big and deep pupils, seemed to be too pitiful to see the dejected Fuxi, and poured him a cup of tea. , and then saw Fuxi holding the teacup, and began to think about whether to take the teacup back to the smile that was preserved by Taiqing Dachitian.

Emperor Baifa: ...

Ceng Ceng Ceng directly hid behind Wa Huang.

Emperor Wa patted the back of this 'sister''s hand, stared helplessly at his elder brother, then looked at old man Hu who was drinking tea over there, and said, When old man Hu comes this time, will he be the only one?

Suddenly he was eating the snacks on the table.

It’s talking, for such a long time, because Wei Yuan’s messy brat made him fat like a mountain, even if he was a little gluttonous, he couldn’t eat much, and now he finally lost weight, but he was able to eat well. Having had enough of his mouth, Wen Yan put down the innermost dim sum with herbal tea, wiped his mouth, and said, It's not just us.

There is also a little monk, but now the little guy said that he finally came to the human world, saying that he wanted to go around the human world for a while, to see the scenery of the future generations.

After the young Sakyamuni came to the world, he was briefly separated from Wuzhiqi and Mr. Hu.

He said that he wanted to travel around the world, but suddenly he knew the real body of this kid. Since the Buddha's first three vows and returned to his destiny, the time on the young Sakyamuni seems to have begun to return to normal, and he also has the state of mind he once had. With his heart in hand, he will not encounter any difficulties in life in the world. As for anyone who wants to harm him——

For example, some gangster in the world robbed Sakyamuni or something.

That's lucky.

It's time to celebrate.

I am afraid that Xitian Paradise will need another Arhat.

This worry is almost like a problem on the platform in the world. If the master came to modern times and was robbed by a gangster, it would be somewhat unfounded, so after Wu Zhiqi handed over a credit card to the young Sakyamuni , the two of them happily let Sakyamuni go to travel in the world.

Where did the credit card come from?

Wu Zhiqi was arrogant: This? It was all handled by Wei Yuan.

All the expenses of this little monk will be recorded in Wei Yuan's account!

As for Taotie, after returning, he couldn't wait to go freestyle to Australia.

There should be another call, and then a self-service barbecue.

If you two don't mind, you can rest here for a while. Emperor Wa invited.

But Wu Zhiqi had only one reaction, he said slowly: Will Wei Yuan come too?

Emperor Wa smiled and said, Should come.

Wu Zhiqi said decisively: Okay! Then I'll stay here!

Hmph, Wei Yuan, trick me!

If I didn't beat you until peach blossoms bloomed all over your face, you wouldn't know why peaches are so red!

A strange light appeared in Fuxi's eyes.

Humph, good nephew, just wait.

On the other seat, Wei Yuanjun's eyes were slightly closed with a cold appearance, and a ray of light flowed and changed.

Let the soft and gentle temperament inherited from the mother's appearance suddenly become sharp.

He subconsciously grasped the gun, since he beat the old uncle, the next step was to beat his father.

Only old man Hu was genuinely happy, Fu Xu laughed and said, Ahahahaha, I haven't seen Yuan Yuan for a long time, this time I must have a good taste of his craftsmanship!

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The World of the World·Jiangnan Road.

A somewhat retro video store ushered in a special guest. He was young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a gentle expression and a simple bun. He said, I'm looking for some videos about Tathagata Buddha. Kind of.

Oh? Tathagata Buddha's, right? There are, there are, there are all here.

Nowadays, this kind of shop for renting discs is almost only opened for their own hobbies. It is rare for a customer to come to the door. The boss with a cigarette quickly rummaged through the discs and handed them over, saying: No, there are basically all of these. The Tathagata Buddha appeared, but he probably only made an appearance at the finale.

The boy looked carefully at the views of these videos, and said, I don't want any of these.

The boss was puzzled and asked in confusion, No? Then what do you want?

Excuse me, benefactor, is there a kind of Tathagata Buddha falling in love here?

Huh? Cough cough cough cough, what, what is it?

The owner of the store was almost choked to death by his own cigarette, and stared at the young monk in front of him with wide eyes: What do you want, little guy?

The young man said seriously: The Tathagata Buddha fell in love.

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched: You, are you okay? Watching the Buddha fall in love?

The young novice said with a smile: Buddha is just a human being. Humans will have the seven emotions and six desires. If it is said to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, then it must be possessed in advance, right? The so-called death of a monk is for passing away, consummating all virtues, and extinction. All evils, you see, even the Buddha felt that if he wanted to eliminate all evils, he would have to die, so why would he want to see him fall in love?

The shopkeeper was spared a headache, nodded slowly and said: Okay, okay, what you said makes sense, but there is something that fits.

He took out a stack of discs and said, As long as you can endure the repeated play of fighting actions, this story is not bad. Not only the Buddha reincarnated and fell in love, but also two heroines, how about it, is it enough?

The young Sakyamuni glanced at it: The Legend of Journey to the West?

Then he saw that there were indeed two beautiful women on the cover, so he held this thing happily and ran to find a place to read it. He was very interested in this kind of story with himself as the protagonist, probably this is the so-called secret reading The kind of your own colleagues?

When he was going out, he suddenly stopped and raised his head.

Someone is blocking the way.

It was a young monk with a handsome face.

It's just that for some reason, it reveals a sense of aging that has lived for hundreds of years, and he is wearing a black monk's robe.

There are rice grains in the monk's bowl in his hand, as if he has a super obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he has packed every grain.

Patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder look at it, and they are immediately in a clear state of mind.

Dao Yan, the black-clothed monk who wanted to 'revenge' against Wei Yuan.

PS: The second update today...