Museum of Demons

It was an old face, and his body was already weak, even pierced by sharp horns.

Viscous blood slid down along the corner's trajectory.

But those eyes were still burning with scorching and angry flames. The old human raised his hands to block the beast, and stared at the young beast without hesitation. The tiger and leopard beasts flinched in fear.

The old human fell down, but the look in his eyes at that time was like a ball of flame, which was firmly imprinted in the bottom of the beast's heart.

Only then did it know that there is such a race, even if it is not a powerful creature, it can still be called a strong one.

And when the human died, there was a maiden in red with sharp eyebrows, a long whip made of dragon scales, with a blank face, and beat the beast one by one until it almost died of pain.

Eyes like burning flames, and the whip marks left by the witch.

It is the only memory left by the beast when it was young. It instinctively wanted to retreat, and felt that the traces left by the dragon scales on its back seemed to be burning and hurting again.

The beast let out a low growl.

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The herd was silent.

Wei Yuan was also a little stunned. He just wanted to try it, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong. He glanced at these fierce beasts that dared not move at all. With a suspicious attitude, he walked up to a double-breasted warrior. In front of the fierce beast that was fighting, he thought for a while and stretched out his hand.

The beast grinned and bared its fangs.

Then when Wei Yuan put his hand between its eyebrows, the beast still looked like this.

This is too sincere...

Wei Yuan shook his head, taking ghost exorcism as the core, and glimpsed some memories from the breath of true spirit overflowing from biological thinking.

He is already very familiar with this matter.

So Wei Yuan saw pictures flashing before his eyes.

During this process, the beast did not resist at all.

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Passed down from generation to generation, the blood has become thinner and thinner.

True dragons can soar through the clouds and ride the fog, while ferocious beasts with dragon veins only have the supernatural ability to control water, and this powerful bloodline will not even be able to be revealed to the outside.

It is because the blood is weak, the message transmitted will become defective and incomplete.

Wei Yuan saw large sections of ancient memories in this beast's memory, complicated and chaotic, and finally saw the most profound picture in its inherited memory, and it was also the picture that made the beast's emotions the most exciting at this moment. In his memory, Wei Yuan saw three figures from the perspective of a bystander, including his past self.

There was Yu, who was not considered tall, but had a calm demeanor, and there was a black-haired shrine maiden Jiao with clear eyebrows.

This is a picture of memory passed down from generation to generation.

There are also information records that have been mixed but still profound——

Be careful, be careful!

When the person holding the jade book wrote his name.

A man will come down from the sky and take away the same tribe from the tribe whose name is written.

No one can beat him.

There used to be beasts who wanted to sneak up on the person who wrote the jade book, but they couldn't even beat the woman next to them. No matter what race they were, or how many beasts they were, those who went there never came back.

It was only later that I realized that it was actually a nine-tailed fox.

This one man and one woman is strong enough.

But the person they protected didn't even make a move.

So follow the rule of the strong and let the weak prey, the fierce beasts that the leader eats first naturally follow the rules among the strange beasts to ensnare the three people who walked outside that year, and then even the strange beasts recorded it in the inheritance memory, It is the man holding the jade book who can summon an invincible strong man who descends from the sky.

And all along, many ferocious beasts just regard these three people as stubborn stubble that cannot be messed with.

It's like facing Zhulong, like facing Qiongqi, like facing Taotie.

The weak have their own way of survival.

Even in the wilderness.

Until later, one of them, Bai Ze, secretly read the unfinished jade book.

He understood.

So shocked.

Then in the legends that spread among the beasts in the mountains and seas, there is such a saying that there is a person who holds a jade book carving knife and records his name in the book, and then a god descends from heaven, and the person who calls this name will be punished immediately; After many distant years, Yuan has passed away, and Yu, holding a jade book, walks among the mountains and seas of the Eight Barrens, and exiles the mountains, seas, and realms where many fierce beasts are scattered.

Every time they are exiled to a place, a jade book will be split and thrown in this world.

The above is the list engraved by the people of that year.

So the legend has been handed down like this, it does not come from Yuyuan, but from the legend of human beings who exiled all the tribes of mountains and seas in that era, but this legend finally converges on the most representative jade book of Shanhaijing , spread to the present day.

History and the past have often been like that.

The magnificent years are like rivers and rivers, but this era will turn into a microcosm and imprint, and the waves will sweep through thousands of piles of snow.

That's called heroes and legends.

But they themselves carried all the people of that era.

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Wei Yuan slowly raised his palm.

The thin-blooded beast was already trembling and fell down, foaming at the mouth.

Wei Yuan recovered from a trace of loss, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

You look like I'm some kind of dangerous person.

When Wei Yuan raised his eyes and looked over, all the beasts that were swept by his sight took a step back, and when they were swept by for the second time, they would silently retract their feet again. Wei Yuan really wanted to say, he really It's nothing serious, the ones who were more ruthless back then were King Yu and Nvjiao, and he was just a pendant.

He could swear that someone in his defense had never personally killed a strange beast.

Not only that, but he would also enthusiastically cremate the dead beasts.

In order to prevent their bodies from rotting, precious salt is also added for embalming.

Wei Yuan recalled the past, and his expression softened. His eyes swept over these strange beasts, and he recognized that most of them were descendants with thin blood. What made these fierce beasts panic, the tone was gentle and flat: Forget it, let's all retreat.

Wei Yuan's voice paused, thinking in his mind whether he should say I'm not hungry today to strengthen the effect.

These strange beasts fled in embarrassment as if they had been pardoned.

It seems that if you slow down a step, you will be peeled and thrown into the pot.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but slander in his heart, is there any need to be so afraid, I just wrote you all in a book.

He turned his head and saw that the old reef next to him did not leave. It was tall, staring at Wei Yuan, lowered its head, and let out a deep growl.

Wei Yuan remembered that this was the favorite mount of the generals of various tribes in that era.

Its sound is like a drum, it eats tigers and leopards, and it can defend soldiers.

In fact, from the perspective of later generations, the beast should belong to the dragon species, but the word dragon in that era contained too much gold. No matter how fierce the beast was, it ate tigers and leopards. In the original mythological era, there was no way to compete with the word dragon. .

A ferocious beast is like a beast, it could have been tamed as a mount, but this beast has gone through too many years, no one can tame it anymore, if you have to find someone who can make it obediently, it can only be done when it is young Wei Yuan had recorded this ferocious beast before, so he knew this characteristic.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to touch the beast, and asked, You want to follow me?

He refuted a low growl.

It turned its head and glanced at the group of beasts going away, then bowed its head.

Wei Yuan looked at those ferocious beasts, and always felt that it chose to stay, probably because it was worried that it would be taken away by the angry beasts as leaders after returning home. He shook his head and smiled, thinking that this beast only eats tigers and leopards, and has already partially transformed into a dragon. I don't know if I can pass through the bronze plate, but it doesn't matter if I can't. You can also travel here, so I patted Bart's head and said:

You and I are destined, although it should be regarded as a bad relationship.

His voice paused, and he said, But maybe I should also thank you.

The refuting beast doesn't know why.

Wei Yuan turned around, looked at the people of the Yin and Shang surviving people, cupped his hands and smiled apologetically, and transformed himself into the young Taoist again. He looked at the mountain that was obviously some distance away from here. The wind on the mountain was stronger than going down the mountain. Instead of swaying against the mountain, it was a bit difficult to resist the wind this time, so he simply sat on the back of the beast and patted the younger generation of the beast.

The sound of the refuting beast is like a drum, and when it steps forward, clouds are born under its feet.

And the young Taoist sat cross-legged on the back of the beast, climbing to the sky step by step.

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Before leaving Chaoge City and returning to the human world to see how much power Yinxi has absorbed, Wei Yuan has one last thing to do, because just now the herd of beasts invaded, even if he was frightened and forced to retreat by Wei Yuan. There was a great degree of rioting, and most of the people who had sacrificed before went down the mountain to maintain order.

Wei Yuan also sent off the last guards on the mountain, which made it easier.

Sitting on the mountain, stretching out his hand to press on the mountain, a ray of consciousness came down unsteadily, and entered the empty cave, but this time, the consciousness hidden in the empty cave finally slowly awakened, Wei Yuan's ray of consciousness reappeared in the mountain range as a young Taoist priest.

He stretched out his hand to caress the cold rock wall, looking at the simple and rough murals on it.

He opened the mouth and said, If there are guests coming, don't you come out to meet them?

Wei Yuan turned his eyes slightly, and saw a pair of pale golden pupils opened in the darkness, and most of his body was still hidden in the darkness.

Said: Should I call you the ancient Shang king, or should I respect you as the emperor?

PS: The second update today...

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