Museum of Demons

After finishing the chat with Nvjiao, Wei Yuan found that Nvjiao still packed a folder and threw it over. After opening it, he found that it contained the specific steps of the first method proposed by Nvjiao, similar to how to do it in Mingshan In the case of accepting sacrifices, connect the seal with the spiritual vein of the mountain.

The specific steps of each step are extremely detailed.

Obviously, Nujiao didn't answer his question immediately before, so she should be preparing these things.

Wei Yuan browsed through the contents of the folder, and jotted down the general steps.

Don't ask for a photographic memory, at least leave an impression in your heart, and you can follow the trend when you meet a suitable goal without being in a hurry.

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At about noon, the old Taoist priest in charge of the affairs of Quanshi brought over the promised jade talisman.

Wei Yuan was a little surprised by the high efficiency, so he accepted the jade talisman and thanked him:

The trouble is long.

No trouble no trouble.

The old Taoist glanced over the things in the museum with fear in his eyes. Before he looked at these things, he felt that everything was fake. Looking at them now, he felt that nothing was fake. Looking at each thing, Especially the jade pendant with strong Warring States style, the old Taoist felt that his left eyelid was twitching all the time, so he looked back without changing his face, stroked his beard and said with a smile:

Heh... by the way, just by the way, I happen to have something to do here, so I sent the things to you, Master Wei, it didn't take much effort anyway.

It's just on the way.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the old Taoist went out and got into the car, heaving a sigh of relief, and then said to the members of the action team who were driving:

Let's drive.

The young man started the car and drove out of the old street. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't help but wondered halfway, Master, aren't we going to the XC area today? Make a special turn?

The old Taoist sighed: Even if he lives in the suburbs, he must be on the way today.

By the way, stop ahead.

He opened the car door, went into an ordinary store, and did some shopping.

The old Taoist looked at the happy water that young people liked, took a bottle of green tea, and muttered to himself.

It has already been said that it is on the way, so I have to do a full set of dramas.

That's an old monster.

He got into the car, and the young Taoist almost guessed the reason why the master did what he did today, and whispered:

Master, is the owner of the museum also an old man who never changes his face?

The old Taoist glanced at him, and said hesitantly, Old Taoist, I didn't say that.

The young Taoist now had an idea in his mind. After thinking about it, he hesitated and said, Then do you want me to contact this old senior later as a disciple?

According to the specifications of those old seniors who were born, make up the corresponding treatment.

The old Taoist pondered for a while, shook his head and sighed: Forget it, since he chooses to support himself, he must have his own ideas.

Let's not add superfluous things to the snake. Besides, how can a person like him care about those secular things?

The young Taoist priest nodded, only then did he realize that he had made a mistake. How can an old man who can look young and play around in the world care about such vulgar things as money, reimbursement, and treatment? If I bother him with these things, I might make him feel displeased and quite angry, and I am even more cautious at the moment, silently reminding myself not to make such mistakes in the future.

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Among the museums.

Wei Yuan arranged the jade talisman materials on the table, and sealed the room with talismans to prevent the prying eyes of the spirit body and the emission of power and spirituality. Then he recalled the edict Wu Zhiqi gave him, rehearsed it several times in his mind, and then carefully wrote.

Change the part of the original edict representing water flow to mountain and wind.

Others are complete imitations of Wuzhiqi.

This process was rather difficult, even though he was careful enough, he still had to waste several jade talisman materials.

These edicts drawn by Wuzhiqi can be said to be the transformation of heaven and earth, a bit similar to the original inscriptions of the Taoist sect, and they are effective enough. Wei Yuan moved his palm slightly, raised the pen in his hand, and carefully dropped the last stroke, and the entire inscription was bright. There was a stream of light, and at the moment when this aura formed and hadn't dissipated, a seal appeared in his palm, and he pressed it lightly.

The originally scattered edicts converged into a whole at this moment.

The whole jade talisman exudes a warm breath.

It is very similar to the talisman that Wei Yuan obtained from Wuzhiqi before, but it is also different. One is that the level of power is far from being comparable to that Wuzhiqi lent him, and the other is the breath of this edict. The flow of water turned into something as thick as a mountain and as wanton as the wind.

It was an edict representing the divinity of Sankaze.

When the seal was pressed down, an invisible wave escaped, high and majestic.

Water ghosts, black cats, soldier souls, and even Shang Wang Bronze Jue all froze for a moment, subconsciously looked at the closed door, and felt some inhuman lofty existence at this moment, as high as a mountain, as tall as a mountain. The wind is far away, as if at this moment, behind the narrow door, there is no longer a bedroom, but wild mountains and rivers, and the wind is rushing down.

finished.

Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and put away this successful edict.

Then he looked at the jade that was discarded because of failure with distress.

This decree of the mountain god can allow him to temporarily display the magical powers similar to the mountain god, especially the control of the strong wind will rise to another level. Correspondingly, Wei Yuan can feel that there is a trace of power in the seal in his hand. A trace of strength was taken away, and from a physical point of view, it seemed to be a little lighter.

Sure enough, it is a consumable. It seems that if you want to use the seal for a long time, you must find the spiritual vein.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful.

In fact, he had thought about it, he could go to find the mountain on which the tiger originally became a god, continue to pluck the tiger's hair, and search for the last bit of his family property, but if he only jumped from the ground to the god, I am afraid that the spiritual veins of that mountain will be lost. Drained, this point is of little value, and another expectation is to find the modern Taoist master of Taiping.

The previous Taoist seemed to have escaped from the hands of the two true cultivators.

Taiping Road was originally one of the seven jade books with three caves and four assistants, and it did not decline until the Song Dynasty.

Before this, there must have been a sect of its own.

If you want to connect the seal with the spiritual veins of that mountain, you will probably not meet any resistance at all. In fact, Wei Yuan suspects that when the spiritual veins of that mountain were sacrificed to the mountain god at the very beginning, there would be some kind of resistance. One's own name, perhaps without using the technique proposed by Nujiao, can easily complete the conclusion.

But that's still just guesswork.

Wei Yuan suppressed the thoughts in his heart, took out his mobile phone and checked the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Counting the time, Wu Zhiqi should also reply to him.

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

You, young monkey, have no idea of ​​the horrors of modern human play.

Tsk, still too young...

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The bottom of Huai River.

Wuzhiqi is engrossed in the game.

He didn't expect that he would have such a great interest in this non-fighting game, but this game made him addicted for a long time, and he recalled how he was when he was the water king of the Huai Shui God, and even felt that, If I had played this game before, then my Huai Shui God System would definitely be bigger and stronger.

At least beat that old bastard He Bo to the ground.

He is still brooding over the matter of the Yellow River taking the Huaihe River into the sea.

Glanced at the time.

Well, it's only past four forty.

We started playing at four o'clock, and we only played for forty minutes. That boy Wei Yuan, what are you talking about, be careful? It is really stupid for a mere human to try to use human cognition to consider the background of the gods...

The ancient gods were dismissive.

Withdrawing his gaze, almost without thinking, his fingers opened the next round by themselves.

Well, next, keep building the wonders...

Accompanied by a light sound, the entire computer screen went black, reflecting Wu Zhiqi's face, reflecting the pair of excited golden pupils, reflecting the look of those eyes quickly changed from excited to dull, and then The expression on Wuzhiqi's face slowly froze.

He blinked and poked the computer. The computer was hot, but there was no response.

Then he stretched out his hand and patted the computer lightly at a forty-five degree angle.

……out of battery?

Eighty-seven percent power!

I've only been playing for less than an hour, less than an hour!

Wei Yuan! ! ! ! !

Wuzhi Qi raised his head and roared angrily.

The Huai River suddenly shook violently, and a wave directly slapped on the Guishan Mountain, splashing out water and white waves.

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At 4:43, Wei Yuan's cell phone started ringing.

Wei Yuan calmly drank a glass of happy water, made the monkey wait for a long time, and then lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into a dream. Sure enough, after a while, with the violent tremors and shaking of the dream, Wu Zhiqi's body appeared In the dream, his whole body was entangled in chains, his eyes were golden, and he was staring at Wei Yuan.

Wu Zhiqi opened his mouth, showing his fangs, his golden eyes stared at Wei Yuan, and said angrily:

Wei Yuan, give me an explanation!

Why, after less than an hour, the battery is out?!

Wei Yuan drank tea calmly, then said slowly:

One hour.

Twenty-five hours, Suicune.

Wu Zhiqi's expression froze.

After a long time, he said, Has a day passed?

Wei Yuan smiled but said:

That's right, Suicune, aren't human games quite interesting?

Wu Zhiqi was silent, then with a solemn expression, he said slowly:

You know, Wei Yuan, my lifespan is very long. The longer I live, the slower my perception of time will become. For human children, each year may be five times the length of their entire memory. One-tenth, so every year, every day seems extremely long.

For the elderly, the same amount of time is only a few tenths of a lifetime, so the older you humans are, the faster time passes. The proportion is getting smaller and smaller.

This is already the case for ordinary mortals, let alone me. For thousands of years, a year is so insignificant to me that it is difficult to leave any feelings, let alone a mere day? This may also be the price of longevity .”

Wu Zhiqi looked far away, with the bearing of a god.

It's like an elder who has really experienced a long time.

Wei Yuan nodded and said, I see.

But in fact, you just want to cover up the fact that you forgot the time while playing, right?

He didn't say anything about it, because he was worried that if he said it, Wuzhiqi might become angry and punch himself in the dream. For the time being, he still had to worry about the god's self-esteem, Wei Yuan sensibly revealed it. In this regard, by the way, Wu Zhiqi recommended the games of the Stars series and the Soul series.

When Wuzhi Qifan was looking at the recommendation list.

Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, silently divination, and recalled the scene he had seen from An Xuyang's memory before, and then instinctively appeared six numbers in his mind, using the method of six-line divination, using these six numbers Form a gossip, and then unravel the gossip.

The directions given were to be in the west.

This means that the old man is now on the west side of Wei Yuan.

He was thoughtful, his eyes slightly closed, because this was his dream, so pictures appeared one after another directly in front of his eyes, an elementary school, under the shade of the avenue, sat the old man who set up a stall, and the surrounding people People came and went, but no one seemed to notice him.

There are books, antiques, and that bronze plate on the booth.

This time Bu Suan Wei Yuan saw more things.

Wisps of white silk threads emanated from the old man's body, connected with one of the geisha dolls, releasing a faint but relatively lofty aura. Wei Yuan was very familiar with this aura, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: Sakurajima Divinity...

Wu Zhiqi said: Sakura Island? Where is that?

Wei Yuan replied, It's just a tiny place.

Wu Zhiqi didn't care, and said casually: Then you are very familiar with the divinity of this place?

Wei Yuan lowered his head and looked at the picture displayed by the hexagrams. Bloody memories flashed in front of his eyes. The cold Qin sword, the red cloth with tied hair, and the flying iron eagle on the sword, fell down with howling The huge trees, he explained: I'm not very familiar with it either.

It's just a little grievance before.

His voice paused, and he said, I don't know, do they still have an impression of me?

PS: Today's first update... 3,800 words, a little late~

The schedule started to collapse again, and the table fell!