Museum of Demons

The three bronze wares finally dissipated their light, restrained their spirituality, and slowly fell to the table.

The bronze-colored ripples that were constantly surging in the room like raging waves disappeared, and returned to the ancient bronze itself, turning into the original lines. It still looks simple and heavy, with the uniqueness of long years A sense of vicissitudes.

Wei Yuan let out a breath.

Immediately, I was a little regretful. The purity of Sakurajima's divinity just now was really unreliable, and I hoped to last a little longer. Unexpectedly, it burned out in less than ten minutes.

This time, at any rate, the edict was passed on, but I don't know if it will be useful or not.

It's a pity that the divinity of Sakurajima in my hand has been exhausted, and the fifth bronze ware has not been found. If it fails, if I want to open the connection with the Chaoge ruins, I am afraid that I will burn the divinity of the seal up.

This thing is different from Sakurajima's divinity. It is very precious, and it is not worth burning.

However, if the imperial edict is successfully used to link Yinxi and Chaoge's ancestral lines, maybe you can think of other ways to get in touch there, or maybe you can find a way to find the last bronze ware first, and you need Su Yuer's help...

Wei Yuan put away the three bronze wares, put them together, and closed the transparent glass cabinet door. At this moment, he suddenly realized a problem.

Chaoge City is too far away from the human world.

Will there be a delay in the transmission of divine power...

Wei Yuan felt that it was necessary to verify this idea, otherwise when using this type of method in the future, it is very likely that the prediction will be wrong, and there will be an embarrassing situation where he has clearly put on a pose and mobilized his mana, but he can't release anything. .

If that happens, I'm afraid it can only embarrass the opponent to death.

Of course, before that, he might have to dig out a set of three bedrooms and one living room with his toes.

Wei Yuan put these distracting thoughts to the back of his mind, took two steps back, and looked at the bronze wares. Xu Shi was still alive, but he didn't know his strength and where he was at the moment; I know the effect of the connection between the ancient mountains and the seal.

Wei Yuan looked at the time, it was already late, after dinner, he went back to practice breathing, his strength is still far behind Xu Fu, at least he has to improve his cultivation level to the level of the former Iron Eagle warrior , are qualified to think about these things.

Crouching Tiger Art is a kung fu created in the Han Wu era. Compared with the Black Ice Terrace Kung Fu at the beginning of its origin, this crouching tiger art, which has been improved for thousands of years, is obviously more mature, but the experience can be shared Yes, Wei Yuan practiced more proficiently, and when he was exercising his qi, he briefly avoided the injury on his heart.

Perhaps it was because Wei Yuan thought for a long time that night that the enemy was still alive.

Then, the next day.

He was in bed.

……………………

Wei Yuan stared at a pair of dark circles, reluctantly got up.

Startled the water ghosts.

Brushing his teeth with his messy hair, Wei Yuan in the mirror was listless.

Facts have proved that food has to be eaten bite by bite, the road has to be walked step by step, and enemies have to be slaughtered one by one. Even if you are a warrior, if you don’t sleep that night, you will be sleepy the next day, and if you don’t eat a meal, you will be so hungry that your chest will stick to your back Back, Wei Yuan washed his face with cold water to stimulate his spirit, and then he exhaled, feeling refreshed.

Next, while waiting for the results of the action team's interrogation of the old man Sakurajima, he recuperated from his injuries.

The penetrating wound on the chest is quite serious, and I don't know when it will heal.

Wei Yuan shook the pan in his hand while thinking, and turned the egg pancake inside.

The omelette is golden in color, and chopped green onions are added inside, so it has the unique aroma when the shallots and oil react. Pressing the omelette with chopsticks, so that the bottom of the omelet is in close contact with the high-temperature oil, Wei Yuan feels a little Thinking in a daze, I don't know how many days are left for Yin Shang's sacrifice.

Since it is the world of mountains and seas, is the time there the same as that in the human world?

The worlds of mountains and seas...

Wei Yuan put the fried omelette on the plate, made a bowl of winter melon and seaweed soup, sprinkled a handful of shrimp skins, and took out the leftover ribs from last night to heat up. It was fragrant, and he bit it down. The pork ribs that have been left in the soup overnight are even more flavorful. According to Wei Yuan's own judgment, they can score seven points.

But Wei Yuan somehow felt that the food was tasteless.

He took a bite of the soft omelette and murmured:

Mountain and Sea Strange Beast...

For some reason, the appearance of a variety of strange beasts came to his mind, and he couldn't forget them.

First of all, most of the strange beasts were drawn by him, and quite a few of them hurt people, and even can eat people. It is impossible to put such dangerous things back after painting. If you keep them , there is still a shortage of meat in the tribe, people at that time had to solve it with tears in their eyes.

Modern technology has extracted various condiments that can increase the delicious taste of food.

But the meat from the ancient mythology period will taste good as long as it is grilled casually.

Like, like those two fish caught from the Huai River before.

Smells hidden in the distant memory suddenly emerged, making Wei Yuan feel a lot of saliva secretion in his mouth, and the stomach acid churning almost made him feel feverish. He could only swallow food to fill his stomach, as soon as he recalled which smell Come on, everything tastes like chewing wax.

At this time, I miss Yu even more. Although he only knows how to cook, he can grab anything if he can't stand it.

When he was full of food and drink, Wei Yuan chanted some names of strange beasts from mountains and seas.

Looking at the time, I suddenly thought of a question. It has been another day, and Wu Zhiqi didn't urge him to send a new spare battery? Leaving aside the spare battery of the computer, the power bank of the mobile phone should have been used up.

Wei Yuan poured himself a cup of tea, and sent a message to Wu Zhiqi.

Need a battery?

After about five minutes, Wu Zhiqi replied: No need.

Surprised, Wei Yuan asked suspiciously, Really don't want it?

Wuzhi Qi Ping replied: I am a god.

God is omnipotent.

Wei Yuan shook his head amusedly, well, since we don't need it, we won't give it away for now. Could it be that Wuzhiqi has changed his temper? Since I can't figure it out clearly, I don't care about this matter right away, I just take care of myself and practice, meditating and practicing Qi.

The bottom of the Huai River.

Wu Zhiqi put down the phone in his hand and focused on the computer.

He still remembered that when he tried to charge his mobile phone with Yinshui Lei, he blew up his mobile phone, but now he has found the reason.

His fingers tapped on the keyboard.

'The reason why the mobile phone exploded while charging'

It turns out that the voltage is unstable...

After thinking about it, Wu Zhiqi continued to search: the working principle of the voltage regulator.

How transformers work.

Read carefully word by word.

In the era when he lived, the use of supernatural powers and spells was still extremely rough and primitive. Greatness and strength are authority, and power is everything. Now, the human race uses various mechanisms to tame thunder and do all kinds of subtle things. In his view, it is also a kind of magic. Since it is to tame the use of thunder, humans can do it, so it makes no sense that he, as a god, cannot do it.

He is a god!

Wu Zhiqi has his own arrogance in his heart.

He is divine by nature!

He is the lord of the extremely powerful god system and one of the four profanities.

The Water Lord of the Huai River God System is called the Lord of Disaster by all things.

Then he lowered his head and continued to study the principle of voltage stability.

No one knows that it was the first time Mr. Huaiwoshui took the initiative to develop spells, so that the power would not be cut off when playing games.

So develop a way to charge your own computer.

It is best to fill it directly with a Dharma seal.

Wu Zhiqi looked at it for a while, then glanced at it, and saw the related search next to it——

Hydroelectric power system.

Water? Can it generate electricity?

This is a good thing.

Wuzhiqi looked at it for a while, then fell into deep thought.

Can Wei Yuan get a set?

After thinking about it, search——

‘How do you get your parents to get themselves a hydroelectric system? '

Paused, and then added: 'It needs to be bigger, the one found in the picture search. '

Click to search!

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I don't know that Wu Zhiqi is planning to start researching spells to charge electrical appliances with spells in order to save charging time. Wei Yuan will enter a very regular life in the next few days, daily practice, diet, and the previous god's decree is used up. Afterwards, he used the divine power remaining in the seal to draw another imperial amulet, and it never moved again.

They just quietly waited for the completion of Wu Yu and Yin Shang's sacrificial ceremony.

But before the sacrificial ceremony began, another unexpected guest came to visit.

jingle--

With the crisp sound of bells, the door of the museum was pushed open.

Outside the door was Zhang Hao, and the policeman Wei Yuan had seen a few days ago, who was chasing down the old man in Yingjima. The two walked in. Zhang Hao was already familiar with the way, but Zhu Hongmiao was a little cautious. It was only when Wei Yuan was a little surprised that he realized that the person Zhang Hao said was visiting a senior was the person who appeared that day, so he couldn't help but whisper:

It's you?

Wei Yuan was also somewhat surprised by Zhu Hongmiao's appearance, and nodded with a smile.

He invited them to sit down, poured them a cup of tea, remembered something, and asked jokingly:

Zhang Hao, is what I told you before useful?

What he was talking about was his previous suggestion to Zhang Hao that he might as well suggest that the experimental group should be halved when he asked girls he likes. Zhang Hao blushed slightly. It was obvious that Wei Yuan's suggestion had enough effect before, and then he quickly calmed down his emotions. , thanks:

Ahem, Master Wei, your sutra... no, I mean, metaphysics, it is indeed very effective.

But we came to you this time because of something else.

He straightened his expression and said:

It should be the guard, you captured the person from Sakurajima earlier, right?

I heard Hong Miao talk about the situation. After thinking about it, it could only be you, the owner of the museum.

Wei Yuan nodded: Well, it's me, what's wrong?

Zhang Haodao: The person you caught, the owner, should be the head of a practice shrine in Sakurajima. He sneaked into Shenzhou and deliberately caused harm. We searched and dealt with the things he was carrying that might contain evil spirits. Finally Found something special, 'people'

He stretched out his hand, holding an upside-down magic weapon, and threw it upwards.

When the Dharma seal is played, the Dharma artifact emits a streamer.

Then, a young Taoist with a pale complexion and blood stains on his clothes appeared in the museum. His eyes were pale, there were no pupils, and there was a cloud of black air on his face. There were traces of blood vessels protruding from his neck, like It was a boa constrictor hovering around its neck, rising and falling, it was frightening to watch. This person seemed to be struggling, but was bound by chains transformed by spells, unable to move.

Zhang Haodao: I found it on that old guy, the medicine man.

His voice paused, and he said, He is a monk from the Department of Taiping.

It's true.

At this moment, Zhang Hao felt an indescribable change in energy, which made his back chill. He controlled himself not to turn his head, not to look at the simple nine-stalked staff next to him, and just pretended to be nothing. I don't know, I don't squint, I just stare at the front with both eyes, and said:

According to the instructions of the Heavenly Master, this person should be handed over to you, the Master Guard.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Zhang Hao felt a little unspeakably depressed, a little out of breath.

After a long time, he heard the museum owner in front of him speaking, his tone was calm, but it made his palms tremble uncontrollably when it fell into his ears:

……I see.

It's the way of peace...

PS: Today's first update... 3,500 words, thank you for the reward from the little leek under Longhu Mountain, thank you~