Museum of Demons

The movement may be slightly louder?

Possibly, slightly?

Zhang Ruosu's forehead twitched, and he was furious on the spot. He was so angry that he almost slapped the table and cursed.

Good boy, when did you not say that? !

I think you are singing cross talk on the cemetery, playing with ghosts, right?

How can the Huai River be diverted again? !

Young people don't know how to restrain themselves, and they intensify again and again, and it is also very hard for old Taoist priests to take the blame.

Let me tell you, don't even think about it, the last time the Huai River was diverted, it made the old Taoist's hair turn gray, this time you went to Sakura Island, what are you going to do?

Zhang Laodao clattered on the phone screen, so angry that he was about to yell at him on the spot. When he typed the last few lines, his thoughts suddenly paused, and his finger on the send button stopped.

etc……

That kid seems to be in Sakurajima now.

Not in Shenzhou, but in Sakurajima...

Zhang Tianshi was thoughtful.

Zhang Tianshi seems to have realized something.

Zhang Tianshi thought for a while.

Immediately pondered, clapped hands, admired, and thought it was wonderful.

Delete all the words you just typed.

After thinking about it, I silently typed out a line:

You firework, it has a cute name, no, I mean, this firework, is it big enough?

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Seeing Zhang Ruosu's answer, Wei Yuan thought for a while and replied:

It's a little big.

Mao Maotou quickly asked: How big is the range?

Wei Yuan replied, Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhang.

I have a measure.

This matter will only be characterized as an 'extraordinary fighting incident', and will not cause any trouble to Shenzhou. This sentence means that no matter what the other side can only grit their teeth and swallow it, qualitatively it can only be said It is a competition, and it will not cause huge problems in the secular world, and it will make the other party feel unspeakable.

Zhang Ruosu said: Qualitatively...

Well, qualitatively so.

Zhang Ruosu is an old man, and when he heard the hidden meaning of this sentence, Fu Xu smiled and said:

Then, what I want to tell you is very simple. We have forgotten this sentence, so after too many lessons, I found it from ancient books and found it very reasonable. Now I will tell you.

It's the words of Tang Taizong.

Yi and Di, like beasts, are fearful of power but not virtuous.

The peace of the world lies only on the edge of the sword.

If you want to fight, you have to fight hard, until at least three generations of them are scared in their bones. Just do it, as long as it's something in the extraordinary world, if anyone in Sakurajima dares to come and get back the place, I, the old Taoist Go press it for you.

Um.

Wei Yuan put away his mobile phone. At this time, not only did the members of He Mao's family not go to compete with the little Taoist A Xuan, but they gave feedback from actual actions. The onmyoji of He Mao's family, mainly He Mao Xingluo, got up and said goodbye. Leaving the mountain where this temple is located, go down the mountain.

In order to express the determination not to participate in this matter.

This made the atmosphere in the temple somewhat stagnant and depressed.

At this time, no one challenged Ah Xuan again. Everyone could see that although this little Taoist priest was young, he was very powerful. Just like what he said, the little Taoist's magic power is not very deep.

What's more, this is Sakura Island, and the heavenly talisman enchantment above Shenzhou cannot be covered. As a master of the talisman sect, the means that can be used will be reduced by a considerable amount.

Wei Yuan beckoned to Ah Xuan to let the little Taoist come down.

Ah Xuan obediently jumped down and walked to Wei Yuan's side.

Wei Yuan asked him to sit down, handed over the phone, and said, Look at the phone.

Now it's my turn.

Wei Yuan stood up, attracting the attention of the surroundings. Among the monks around, there were also those who had just assumed their status and did not go to fight A Xuan. Immediately, someone threw the wine glass and stood up, looking like a monk. The friar, with his fleshy body, looks like a hill, which even the 'Shanfuyi' can't cover, and he wears a knife around his waist.

When he stood up, there was a bloody aura, and the people around him backed away in fear.

Ah Xuan was a little worried, and said: Master Wei...

Wei Yuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

Then stand on the ring.

Although he had to fight, it was difficult for him to feel nervous in his heart.

Wei Yuan looked at this ancient temple in the deep mountains on Sakura Island, the surrounding environment was actually very elegant and quiet, which made him feel calm.

In his heart, he had no particular interest in rebuilding the orthodoxy of the Ministry of Peace.

After all, the young Taoist at the time just planned to take a few apprentices to inherit the Taoism in the Taiping era, so as to ensure that it would not be lost, and then opened a small pharmacy to treat diseases and save people. Ah, Quanzhen, it was not among his goals in life to reopen the Taoism in this way.

The same is true for Wei Yuan.

However, the orthodoxy of Taiping Dao has been lost since the Song Dynasty, and it has been almost a thousand years now.

I didn't expect to be targeted by Sakurajima.

If it wasn't for him, he happened to attack the person who claimed to be the Lord of Taiping.

Probably never knew about it.

Maybe it won't be noticed until Taipingdao and Sakurajima join forces.

His purpose of standing here now is just to hope that in the future, when someone mentions Taiping Dao, he will not assign the name of traitor to that young Taoist priest, that's all.

The tall monk stood with one hand on his chest and let out a low drink.

Then he took a step forward and slashed at Wei Yuan's head with a dharma knife in his hand. The momentum was surging and frightening. The ancient killing moves handed down on the battlefield, Wei Yuan's expression was flat, and he avoided this fierce and brutal knife in an understatement.

The moment he avoided it, his right hand came down and clasped the monk's neck.

Yu steps under his feet.

Press the thumb of the middle finger of the palm slightly, press it toward the spine, and send it along.

From the perspective of others, it was just a random shot.

The mighty and domineering monk was shot flying out. Amid the rumbling sound, half of his body was buried in the wall, his hands were drooping, the knife fell to the ground, and he passed out directly.

There was a dead silence.

Wei Yuan said, Who will be next?

No one responded.

At this time, Mogi Qingyan pushed open the door and came out, holding a long-handled knife in his hand. Everyone looked at him, and Mogi Qingyan said in a slow voice: Although the poor monk once said that you should not beat people to death today, However, this is from the perspective of the abbot, and from the perspective of a father, Your Majesty may be the enemy who killed my son.

As a monk Sakurajima.

Your Excellency came to my capital today and treated me as a monk in Kyoto.

Both public and private, the poor monk should also learn from him today, the Taoist master's brilliant move.

What he said was so upright that Wei Yuan couldn't help but applaud him when he was astonished. If Yoshiyuki Mogi didn't know from his memory that this temple was directly under Xu City, they planned to go directly to Shenzhou to find immortal Immortal spirit veins divine alchemy' Wei Yuan felt a little guilty.

And those Sakurajima monks were naturally agitated.

A monk had to stand up out of righteous indignation, or because he was under the pressure of such a big situation, and one of the onmyojis said: Wheel fighting is not a glorious thing, but there is nothing we can do today. We monks in Kyoto, Come here today for a while to learn about the so-called True Cultivation of the Divine Land.

Everyone responded in unison.

Motegi Qingyan stood in the final position because of his position.

Ah Xuan was a little worried, and wanted to stand up to help, but Wei Yuan stopped him with his eyes.

One of the youths slowly got up, nodded and said:

Tugyumon's family, Tuyumen has worked for a long time, and asked for advice.

Everyone recognized his identity, this is the Tuyumen clan, and he is the head of the next generation.

His cultivation level is so advanced that he has surpassed his father.

Stepping forward slowly, one after another Yin-Yang talisman rose up beside him, the momentum was extremely majestic, the Yin-Yang two Qi merged and turned into momentum of different attributes, the Tuyumen family is a famous Onmyoji family, and it is said that the source is also the Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei, at this moment The skills and cultivation shown far surpass those who have shot before.

Wei Yuan let out a breath, lowered his eyes, and smoothed the wrinkles on the cuffs of the Taoist robe unhurriedly.

A strong enemy is in front of him, but he is not even prepared for such a move.

It is unmistakable contempt.

Surrounding Sakurajima Qunshu was naturally irritated.

This Taoist is too arrogant!

Hmph, Shenzhou himself has something to say, arrogant soldiers are bound to lose, he is seeking his own death.

This is the strongest yin and yang technique of the Tsuchiyamon family.

Tsuchimikado Jiusaku's eyes burst into anger, he snorted coldly, no longer sticking to the so-called etiquette of being born in a famous family, in a low voice, the talismans were scattered, and turned into dragons, tigers, black leopards, various shikigami, yin and yang , indefinitely, he pulled out a sword in his hand, took small steps, and followed the dragon and tiger to kill forward.

The yin and yang techniques of many attributes exploded.

The streamer was brilliant, the flames, frost and wind turned into extremely powerful and dazzling energy torrents.

It directly occupied the entire martial arts arena.

Wei Yuan lowered his cuffs, his eyes were dark and deep, when the yin and yang technique evolved into the five elements, and the momentum evolved to the extreme, he took a step forward, slightly opened the five fingers of his left hand, and pressed directly, precisely because Taipingdao has not been well-known during this period of time. , That's why he was targeted as a soft persimmon, his aura revived, one of the three holes and four assistants, but it happened to be a thousand years old, this is a piece of fat.

So, he needs to tell the world.

There is still true cultivation in Taipingdao.

Amidst the violent bang, the burst of spiritual energy was instantly suppressed.

The seventy-two methods of earth evil spirits are forbidden to breathe.

The smoke and light dissipated slowly, everyone stared at the events on the martial arts arena, and then their faces slowly solidified. The majestic Tsuchimikado Kusaku before fell to the ground in pain, and he had already passed out. In the dead silence, there was the sound of quiet footsteps, and the Taoist priest in a Taoist robe stepped out with a calm expression, and the smoke and dust rolled back with a flick of his sleeves.

A simple Taoist robe is as clean as new.

After a long time, a man stood up bravely, holding a weapon in his hand, and said:

I'll be next.

The silence was too long.

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes, and the eight-faced Han sword behind him flew out of its sheath. Wei Yuan flicked his fingers, and the long sword was torn out of its sheath. The sword energy overflowed and turned into a violent sword wind, which then spread Sweeping violently, everyone closed their eyes subconsciously. When they opened their eyes, they saw that the Martial Arts Field that was originally above the ground disappeared entirely, or in other words, therefore, the entire courtyard seemed to be within the range of the Martial Arts Field.

But the sword behind the Taoist's back did not know where it went.

The silence was too long.

Wei Yuan's eyes were like flames, and the seal of the mountain god supported the wanton swaying of Taoism.

What he needs is not a victory, not even a victory.

What he and the Ministry of Peace and Security need is crushing.

It is the crushing of one person against one city or even one person against one country!

Wearing a simple Taoist robe and hair tied with a wooden hairpin, he looked like the sick and weak boy who had finally grown up. He took half a step forward, and Wei Yuan carried the right hand with the red talisman of the Heavenly Master's Mansion behind his back as a sign of self-restraint. arms, with only the left hand in front, said:

Don't be so troublesome.

I have an appointment with someone, and I'm in a hurry.

you……

His voice paused, and his tone was flat: Let's go.

PS: Today's first update... 3,400 words, thank you Yang Fanshangqing, the lord, thank you~ The schedule has been slightly adjusted, and I hope to update the second update soon...

Zizhi Tongjian, Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty: Barbarians and Di, like beasts, are afraid of power but not virtuous.