Museum of Demons

The sudden problem, the sudden change, the beggar who had been frozen to death in the wind and snow suddenly opened his eyes, and the old man who worshiped Tao was almost frightened and shouted, that is to say, he was breathing out and nourishing his energy, which was somewhat nourishing With skill, he was not frightened and fainted on the spot.

In addition, there is also a gentle breath falling on him, which makes him feel at ease.

But even so, the old man was frightened and stood up abruptly, stepped back a few steps, his face was pale, and after hearing the man's question, he almost subconsciously replied: You are in Lin'an City. Inside, I don’t know Da Song, I’m really crazy!”

Great Song...

Wei Yuan said to himself.

Know that this is the Song Dynasty.

And Lu Dongbin was dissolved in the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, I don't know how many years have passed since that year.

I need to find the Eight Immortals and bring the Eight Immortals back to their place, so that I can fly across the sea of ​​yin and yang and return to the present world. Besides, Zhang Laodao has stayed in the years for too long, and he should come back. At the moment, the world lacks first-class combat power below the top.

Walked an old way.

Come back to the top combination in the Chinese mythology of the Eight Immortals.

It can also greatly alleviate the problem of strength in the human world. In other words, when Wei Yuan Wuzhiqi and the others go out, the human world can also have someone guarding the house. The powerful suppressed the weight.

And... the karmic induction is not inferior to the feedback from Wuzhiqi's enlightenment period.

The old man is also a half-practice, after the previous fright, he also knows that the person in front of him is not a ghost, and he is still alive by feigning death. This should also be a rare strange person. His clothes were still worn out, but his demeanor was extraordinary.

Immediately stroked his beard and smiled:

Little brother, it's cold now, if you don't give up, why not go to the humble house and have two glasses of wine?

Wei Yuan thought about it for a while, and saw that the old man was full of fresh air, and there were traces of entanglement of cause and effect, which seemed to have something to do with himself, so he immediately agreed, and the old man smiled and invited him to go with him. The shopkeeper gave some money and said it was thanks to him for the story just now.

The old man called himself a humble house, but it was a rather large mansion. In the Song Dynasty, if there was such a mansion, I am afraid that there were many bureaucrats in the family, who came from scholar-bureaucrats. After the old man brought Wei Yuan in, the servants in the family were curious. No end, but dare not say anything more.

Just following the old man's instructions, he took Wei Yuan to wash and change clothes.

The old man had already handed over the meat and wine in his hand, and said: Master Zhang likes the food of this family the most, I will buy it myself, and then you can cut up eight kinds of cold dishes and eight kinds of fashionable melons and fruits together in one plate. Something went wrong.

It's just that when the old man entered the door and was about to change his clothes, he was stopped by his wife.

The old lady's white hair is like frost and snow, she still wears golden steps, and her pair of eyes are majestic. Although she is old, it can still be seen that she was a beautiful beauty when she was young, but now this old lady But he became annoyed: Going to buy wine and meat again?

The old man said awkwardly: Ahem, yes, Daoist Zhang only comes once every ten years.

Not much, not much.

The old lady raised her brows and said: He only comes once in ten years, but we give him money every year, but there was one day when it was less?!

The old man coughed twice, and said: However, Daoist Zhang also said that we can protect our family for a hundred years, but today the world has changed a few times, and our family has come here in the same way? A little money, just as What's wrong with making friends with strange people and strangers?

The old lady raised her eyebrows and said, Okay, then what happened to Li Qingzhao?!

She is almost sixty, her husband is dead, and she has been in prison. Why do you invite her to live here? And give her some money from time to time? Say, have you been doing this for so many years? Li Qingzhao is still in love?!

The old man couldn't laugh or cry.

I and my wife have been together for so many years, and they still come to eat vinegar.

Immediately he said helplessly: She collated and sorted out Mingcheng's Jinshilu and made it into the court. We were together when we were young. Mingcheng and I were also young friends. Jinshilu can be regarded as Mingcheng's life's painstaking effort, and it cannot be lost in the world.

As for the so-called friendship, madam, I can't say this again.

The old lady muttered: If you don't say it, then you don't say it.

That beggar...

The old man said with emotion: That is a strange person in the world, madam, don't be rude.

………………

In the bathtub, Wei Yuan immersed his body in the warm water, let the water wash his body, closed his eyes, and let this ray of spirit control his body bit by bit. Originally, this was It will take a certain amount of time, but this time it was done extremely smoothly.

It was as if this body was originally his own.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and clasped his five fingers together, a strange feeling emerged in his heart——

Could it be that this is my reincarnation during that period in the Song Dynasty...

It turns out that not every reincarnation can live normally.

Wei Yuan couldn't laugh or cry, but he had a feeling that it was normal and reasonable - only in troubled times would there be a chance of reincarnation, so naturally it is impossible to survive every troubled world and live a good life, And judging from the current experience of this body, there are many chaotic memories in the past, and even normal life is difficult.

It was Xuanzang's blessing before he was enthroned.

I didn't expect that it wasn't just the Ming Dynasty that would be disturbed by too many memories.

The Song Dynasty had already begun.

What's more, the one in the Ming Dynasty was still in a normal state. When he was reincarnated in the Song Dynasty, he was directly turned into a lunatic by the terrifying memory of the true spirit. The beggar, I am afraid that he was in the realm of Xuanzang, and he did not expect Wei Yuan's How many things are there in the true spirit's memory?

Wei Yuan saw layers of ripples in the water in the tub, and the ripples collided layer upon layer.

Suddenly, a yin and yang aura flowed out, turning into a yin and yang fish.

Wei Yuan frowned, raised his hand to break it up, and saw that everything was normal, there was no change of Yin-Yang breath, and there was no Yin-Yang fish manifested.

Is it the influence of the Yin-Yang Tribulation?

Wei Yuan rubbed the center of his brows, and he could faintly hear the turbulent waves of the Yin and Yang catastrophe.

... Tsk, the ghost is still there.

………………

Just after the old man chatted with the old lady, the old man took a bath and changed his clothes, put on a Taoist robe that looked simple but was made of exquisite materials, and set up a banquet. As expected, after a while, the surroundings suddenly became vast , like a cloud descending.

An old man rode upside down on a green donkey and came out of the clouds with fluttering clothes and white hair like snow.

With a jug in his hand, a bamboo tube with a stick in it, he really looks like a fairy in the world.

In addition, there is still a middle-aged man with the appearance of a scholar in green shirt. His face is like a crown jade, and his temperament is free and easy. , that green donkey has turned into a piece of paper-cut in a blink of an eye, and was collected in the sleeve robe of the old Taoist.

This time, even the old lady did not say anything questioning.

The old man went forward, the host and guest sat down, talking and talking, they were very harmonious and joyful, and exchanged cups and cups.

The old Taoist surnamed Zhang drank a few glasses of wine, and suddenly picked up the wine glass, pointed to the direction of the courtyard, and said with a smile: There seems to be a little brother over there, with strong muscles and strong blood, he should be a strong man , not an ordinary person, why don't you invite me out and have a glass of wine together?

The old man who asked Wei Yuan to come here hesitated for a moment, he had just arranged for someone to lead the beggar to another place for dinner, but at this moment, since this person who is suspected to be one of the eight immortals in the legend spoke, naturally If there is no objection, let the subordinates go to find that person immediately.

Wei Yuan is exercising his wrists and muscles.

This body is too weak.

Of course, this weakness is only in his judgment. Even if Xuanzang opened up too much and too much wisdom in the previous life, causing him to be in a state of madness most of the time, but the body instinctively breathes, breathes, and breathes according to the things in these memories. He still has a lot of strength and means.

But that's all.

Even if someone came to knock on the door, it was the servants in the courtyard who relayed the old man's words just now.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes:

Huh? Is there a guest? Let me go and see you?

Although it was just a ray of spirit, he had already faintly sensed where the old man was, and said with a slight smile, Then, I will lead the way. The servant breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly led the way ahead. Zhang Laodao was chatting with the scholar Han Xiangzi next to him over wine.

Glancing at Wei Yuan from a distance, he smiled and said, Sure enough, he is a strong man. His muscles and bones have been strained, which can be called a great accomplishment.

After Wei Yuan changed his clothes, he only wore a black Taoist robe.

Step on straw sandals, a wooden hairpin to bind hair.

Stepping forward, the divine soul attracted a ray of breath, and the yin and yang air flow changed. The spiritual energy that was already scarce in this era was suddenly swept away, and then it was swallowed into the black-haired Taoist like a wave. In an instant, life The sense of exhalation requires sixty years of skill from others.

Zhang Laodao raised his brows, and for some reason, he faintly felt palpitations.

A familiar but unfamiliar feeling made his fingers holding the wine glass stiff.

When the second step came out, the breath rose like a vortex, and Han Xiangzi's expression froze.

By the time of the seventh step, the distant and majestic atmosphere of the Taoist gate, like the breath of the sea, has been completely achieved. The old man and old lady in the courtyard were stunned. He looked at the Taoist in front of him with disbelief.

In their perception, the vitality of the whole world surrounds this Taoist, roaring majesticly.

Like the sea.

The owner of the courtyard didn't know what happened, but suppressed the doubts in his heart.

He said with a smile: You two elders, this is the strong man.

Fu looked at the black-haired Taoist again, and said, Come... At first I wanted to call his name, but suddenly realized that I only knew this Taoist's nickname, Shuigouzi. Lin'an City is dilapidated and settled, and the stinky ditch, how can this sentence be said?

Immediately, the voice faltered, and he just said: Let me introduce, these two are true cultivators of the Tao, true immortals in the world, you can meet two of them today, it can be said to be a great fairy fate, come, don't hurry to meet them Two immortal elders? A toast?

He was worried that the beggar would offend the two immortals because he didn't know the etiquette, so he hurriedly urged him.

By the way, I personally poured a glass of wine, but I didn't speak yet, but I could hear the movement, and then I saw that the two immortals stood up abruptly, looking at the black-robed Taoist with sluggish and trembling expressions, and said: You..., No, Fellow Daoist...no...

Senior is...?!

The courtyard was dead silent.

Wei Yuan looked at the old Taoist who was a little older than when he met before, and said:

Long time no see.

The last time we met was when Renzong was here, right?

Renzong? ! ! !

The old man who picked up the wine shook his wrist.

Well, isn't that hundreds of years ago?

Han Xiangzi's pupils contracted, as if he remembered something.

Zhang Guolao looked shocked, subconsciously murmured:

Yuanshi Tianzun?

The frightened old man almost backed away.

Seeing that Zhang Guolao's realm had reached an extremely peak state, Wei Yuan nodded slightly, raised his hand, and on his fingers, cause and effect were entangled, yin and yang cycled, and said: The cultivation realm has reached the limit, a cause and effect... It's finally time to wake up.

Indulgence is like a dream, the past and present are nothing but dreams.

Why don't you wake up quickly?

Zhang Ruosu.

………………

On Longhu Mountain, the black cats just yawn and patrol back and forth every day.

After the daily tasks, it will return to the back of Longhu Mountain, lie in Zhang Laodao's arms, and look at the shorter and shorter stick in front of it. Sometimes, it also wants to However, will Zhang Ruosu be like this, never wake up again, and no longer be able to rub his head like he used to.

But there isn't much complexity in the world of cats.

Black cats just wait.

Without Zhang Ruosu, and with Zhang Ruosu, in fact, it seems that there is not much change in its life.

That is, the place of daily rest has been changed.

That is, there is one more thing that needs to be done every day.

That's all.

And this day, when the black cat was taking a nap, it saw that a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on the soul-inducing incense, and the smoke rose up. Zhang Ruosu, who was already as unshakable as a rock, suddenly trembled. After a while, the breathing sound that had been subdued for a long time started again.

Incomparably long--

As soon as he inhales, the smoke of Yinhunxiang will come towards the mouth and nose, billowing vastly, and then spread out, the last breath, sucking up the smoke cloud with a radius of hundreds of miles around Longhu Mountain, after a long time, take a long breath , one breath, one breath, the way of longevity.

The bell in Longhu Mountain rang ninety-nine and eighty-one.

Yellow auspicious clouds soared into the sky.

It's a real person.

PS: Today’s first chapter………