Museum of Demons

The three of Lin Li came back to their senses and looked at each other with a hint of astonishment in their eyes, especially Zhao Jianbai. He looked to be in his thirties, but he was actually fifty years old, and his cultivation was the highest among the three. , and the seniority should be higher.

But when he faced the young museum owner just now, he subconsciously acted like he was dealing with an elder.

Recalling his flat tone when he called the contemporary Daoist of Taiping Dao earlier, and the behavior of interrupting the ancient talisman just now, Zhao Jianbai felt more and more unable to see through the young man. The latter seemed to be hiding in the clouds and could not be seen clearly.

While their thoughts were churning, the three of them hurried forward to confirm the secret text on it, and carefully put away the other part of the Nine Scepter.

They also notified the members of the local special operations team to restrain the body of the dead Taoist as soon as possible.

Then he went back with the nine-stalk stick. At the place where the previous battle was fought, the Taoist Taiping had already been taken down, and was taken away by the members of the special operations team who came later. At this time, the crowd was divided into two parts. Responsible for dealing with Taoist Taiping, while Lin Li and Wei Yuan escorted Jiujiezhang to the capital.

And Wei Yuan also knew that the battle spirit just now was the obsession left on Guangzong's battlefield, not Taiping Dao's backhand. After time passed, it naturally fell silent.

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and sat in the back, Lin Li and the others were subconsciously quiet, only the sound of the car.

After a long time, Wei Yuan suddenly said, Friend Daoist Lin, who is that Taoist with the nine-stalk stick? He shouldn't be the Taoist master of this generation of Taiping Dao, right?

Lin Li was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Wei Yuan didn't know the Taoist of this generation.

But since he doesn't know, why is he so sure that the person he knows is better than the Taoist Master of the Taiping Dao?

Thoughts froze, subconsciously replied:

No, but he is also a high-level Taipingdao.

The Taoist master of this generation got the original of the ancient Taiping essential technique by chance, and relied on the above records, and took advantage of the opportunity to increase the recovery speed of spiritual energy, but we didn't expect him to recruit disciples secretly and make Taiping Essential techniques have changed into instant evil methods.

Master, the Taoist you took down is named He Taiping.

It's a high-level person in the Taiping Road.

Master Taiping was restrained by several elders, and he also restrained our sect seniors in the opposite direction, and then this He Taiping was responsible for breaking through. There is no theory of granting talismans in Taiping Dao, so he has received the three masters of ancient Taiping Dao. The title of one of the sixteen marshals, calling himself Baiqi.

He's handsome? Baiqi...

Wei Yuan whispered inexplicably, thinking of the young man in his memory, he said:

He doesn't deserve the name.

There was a pause in the voice, and he said again: Does the Taoist Taiping have the original Taiping Essentials?

Lin Li replied, Exactly.

According to the legend, it was left by Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous teacher. Because even the original Taiping essentials still lacked a lot, he was so eager for the nine-jointed staff. He believed that the inheritance of the great virtuous and good teacher was divided into two parts. One is in the essentials of peace, and one of them is in the nine scepters.

We speculate that the reason why he changed the Taiping Essentials to a quick method and taught it widely is to prepare for obtaining the Nine-Jones Staff, or trying the more advanced magical powers of the Taiping Essentials.

Wei Yuan nodded and said, I see.

Think of the Taoist who is running around in troubled times.

I also thought of the way of peace, which spreads evil laws and harms people's lives in the prosperous age.

Silently write down the name of Taoist Master Taiping. If Zhang Jiao is still alive, he will definitely eradicate these harmful so-called junior disciples one by one. It has long been buried in history, and only Daoxing has been turned into a yellow scarf warrior.

Then the matter of cleaning up the door can only be done by him who was once the weakest.

Lin Li and the others also fell silent. After a while, Lin Li still couldn't help being curious, and asked, Master Wei, you said you have seen the strongest Taoist who practiced the Tao of Taiping in the whole world?

Wei Yuan said: Yes.

However, he doesn't have any big ambitions. He just hopes to cure diseases and save people, then save some money, open a Taoist temple, and then accept a few apprentices to pass on Taoism and medical skills.

Lin Li was surprised, as if he didn't expect that a Taoist with a strong cultivation base would have such a simple wish.

Then he must have succeeded.

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, and replied: No.

He failed.

The three Taoists were astonished, and He Yangwen asked curiously, Where is that senior?

Where?

Wei Yuan paused for a moment, thinking of the young Taoist who smiled with baby fat cheeks and two dimples, thought of the young Taoist who seldom smiled, but was still gentle and firm, and thought of the gentleness of his palm once pressed on the top of his head. .

Lin Li saw that the young museum owner's eyes were slightly closed, dark and dull.

Kind of like a sudden awareness of some kind of reality, the feeling of being dazed.

It looked like it was empty after waking up from a big dream.

After a long time, he seemed to wake up from a dream, and answered like this:

he died……

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Beizhili was originally an area under the direct jurisdiction of the capital, very close to the capital.

Escorting the vehicle with the Nine-Jones Staff on the highway, Wei Yuan also knew how they planned to restore the Nine-Jones Staff. In fact, it was similar to this kind of magic weapon that once belonged to the strongest monk in a certain era in China. The spirituality of the Nine Scepters can be restored naturally by putting together the broken parts of the Nine Scepters.

They will visit a senior who has many collections.

Borrowing his array and some treasures can shorten the recovery process.

Avoid spiritual overflow in this process to the greatest extent.

The capital city is the place where the luck and dragon veins of the entire Shenzhou gather. When Wei Yuan and others arrived there, Wei Yuan was surprised to find that it turned out to be a museum. They were considered colleagues. When they entered, several Taoists came out.

It's just that there is a faint air of luck wrapped around them.

Wei Yuan was slightly surprised.

These Taoists seemed to know Lin Li and the other three, and they were slightly taken aback. They reluctantly greeted each other, indifferent and alienated, and then left. Wei Yuan of the piano case.

His thoughts paused for a moment, and he didn't remember that such a young man was the Daoist who gave the book in Zhengyi and Quanzhen Taoism.

I didn't care about it, I just wrote down my face and retreated.

Wei Yuan sensed the faint relationship between the two parties, and after the group of Taoists left, he asked, Who are those people...

Shen Xiao sent He Yangwen's tone to be a bit complicated: He is a Taoist from the lineage of Fulongting.

With the help of divine luck to practice, a monk who clings to the dragon scale.

Wei Yuan was surprised, thinking of Wei Mingzong's Taoist records, he naturally asked:

Violating the precepts of the Taoist sect and contacting the luck of the dragon veins, can you be considered an orthodox monk?

This time, Lin Li and the others were stunned and weird, and hearty laughter came from the museum, saying: The Taoist discipline prohibits touching luck? Where did this come from, hahaha, what you said was not known how many years ago In modern times, how can there be such a saying?

A healthy old man walked out of the hall.

The three of Lin Li greeted each other.

Wei Yuan also cupped his fists slightly and saluted.

That old man is the old man they visited this time. It is said that all the monks of Taoism and Zen in China would be jealous of the treasury here, but for some reason, no one dared to take care of these treasures.

The old man waved his hand, seeing Wei Yuan's young appearance, he couldn't help but make fun of him:

Are you the guard master they said?

You are still young, why do you still follow the ancient commandments? You look like an old guy than me.

Wei Yuan nodded and said, I just saw it in Daozang.

The old man couldn't help laughing and said: Then you must be looking at the ancient Taoism of the Han Dynasty. At that time, I was exposed to dragon veins and practiced luck, but I was really looking for death. After that, more and more people practiced with the help of luck. In the Song Dynasty, didn’t there come out those Qingci prime ministers, the final shortcut?”

Although this Fulong Court has always been disliked by orthodox true cultivators.

With the help of luck, I can practice only one branch of the earth, and the cultivation base can go up slowly.

There are really a few people from this lineage, who claim to be powerful and not inferior to celestial masters. Don't say much, just an old Taoist priest has already told me about it. Come, come, where is the nine-jointed staff? , take it out and let me see.

Lin Li took out the treasure as he said.

The old man took the nine-segment stick and walked out of the back hall, and then asked them to wait. The damage to the nine-segment stick is not serious, and it will recover naturally within a day, but he made it clear first that this thing has been used in the past years. , has experienced too many things, and is no longer spiritual. Even if it restores the original nine-stalk stick to its original state, it can only be used as a collection, not a magic weapon.

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Wei Yuan stayed in the residence arranged by the special operations team.

He waited silently, still drawing talismans every day, practicing swordsmanship, breathing out energy.

He temporarily suppressed the meritorious service he had obtained for winning the Taiping Road before, but did not use it.

Three days later.

Lin Li, who changed his Taoist robe into a suit of ordinary clothes, looked like a fashionable and beautiful girl, rather than a true preacher who was awarded by the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. He sat lazily on the sofa, holding a computer and watching dramas.

The old man of the Lin family who was staying in the capital was profound, knowledgeable, and even more dignified.

But there is one thing, pet granddaughter.

So Lin Li's behavior of being scolded by her master by the ear in Taoism, she once turned a blind eye to the old man who had been scolded by her master by the ear. On the contrary, sometimes she would watch something young people like with Lin Li.

The old man's appearance of being able to do whatever you like, even Lin Li is sometimes a little embarrassed. When the old man brought the fruit plate over, he coughed twice, and his conscience realized that he silently turned off the video, pretending to be thinking seriously Then when the old man sat down, he asked seriously:

Grandpa, I have a question that I have been thinking about for several days but I can't figure it out.

The old man laughed out loud, and didn't expose her pretending to deal with her parents' behavior, but just smiled and said:

What's the problem, tell me and listen?

Lin Li thought for a while and said:

Grandpa, you have read Dao Zang thoroughly, do you know if there is one among the monks of the Taiping Dao who can be called the strongest Taoist, whose cultivation level is the best in a generation, but he only hopes to open a Taoist temple, cure diseases and save people, and in the end he obviously has a cultivation base that reaches heaven and earth. Someone who died without even being able to realize such a simple wish?

The old man was surprised and didn't expect that there was really a problem.

After thinking about it, I could only shake my head and say, I don't know...

Lin Li also stuffed an apple that was about to be cut into a rabbit into his mouth, and said with a smile:

Right, I thought about it later, how could it be...

But the old man smiled again: But if you talk about it, there is really one who fits.

who?

Great teacher, Zhang Jiao.

Lin Li's movements froze.

who? ! !

She subconsciously wanted to refute how it was possible, which was ridiculous.

But suddenly I thought of the museum owner who lost his mind for a long time when he saw the nine-jointed staff, thought of the yellow scarf warrior who took the initiative to protect himself, thought of the ancient talisman that was stopped, thought of his three words he is dead that seemed to be in a trance as if he had woken up from a dream, thought of that At that time, the young museum owner once carried the sword box and smiled with great determination:

I've just met the most powerful Taoist in the world who practices the Way of Peace...

What he said was the strongest, could it be...

Lin Li's thoughts froze and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

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In the quiet room.

Wei Yuan held out his hand.

The complete nine-stalk stick is placed in the box.

His palm slowly grasped the nine-segment staff, and the secret text on the nine-segment staff began to light up, and the past buried in history reappeared in front of his eyes.

PS: The first update today... 3,600 words, the third day after finishing the work and rest, there are still four days before a week, the second one I hope to finish writing earlier, sigh.

Thanks to the lord of Xiao Eri Yi who likes to read books, thank you very much~