Museum of Demons

What was a lone tree back then has now become a forest.

Wei Yuan stared blankly at the vast and magnificent scene in front of him. After a long time, he said softly:

Yu, you won.

He looked at the stele and the sword. The handwriting on the stele had been blown by the wind for thousands of years, and it was already somewhat blurred. The famous sword that appeared in the era of Huangdi Xuanyuan and Emperor Zhuanxu lost its spirituality after it was broken. , the blades are covered with spots of rust, as if the years have passed, and even the sword soul of the famous sword has followed the master to the era that has long passed.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, stretched out his hand and turned the food into strong wine with magical powers.

The ancient human race used this to worship their ancestors. In the center of the tribe, they piled up dead branches and fallen leaves, lit a bonfire, and danced around the flame. The aroma of strong wine would permeate the whole tribe. Come, face the Broken Sword and Stele.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he saw Yu who was leaning on the stone tablet and drinking alone.

I saw Qi who once came to get drunk alone.

Yu leaned on the stone tablet and drank with his neck raised.

Qi sat cross-legged on the ground, groaning drunkenly.

Yuan was silent, and poured down the rough spirits on his neck.

He said, And drink.

The strong wine entered his throat, and the strong taste caused Yuan to cough violently, but he still drank the bar wine. He exhaled a strong breath of alcohol, lowered his head, and saw only the worn words on the stone tablet in front of him, and heard What is most special is the Qingyue whistling made by his own breath and the wind blowing over the blade.

After a long time, he sighed: At least, it's considered a drink...

Although it's a bit late, it's fortunate that it's not a missed appointment.

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Lost for a long time.

Wei Yuan patted his clothes, stood up, and looked at his tomb. The feeling in his heart was more or less weird and complicated, especially when he was lying in the tomb. With a hint of jokes:

Yu, let me tell you that the next time we meet, the drinking capacity will increase, and I can drink more than you.

It seems that I am the first to drink this time.

He looked at the Shuying Sword in his hand, and decided to take this sword away and give it to Nvjiao.

I just don’t know what happened in the 100 years after Yu went to Kunlun. In the end, it was Qi who sent Yu’s sword... If the Shadow Shadow Sword was recast by Zhu Rongbu, it would be impossible for normal battles to happen. Crush it, not to mention the loss of spirituality.

But that time King Yu did not come.

Qi poured wine on the sword, saying such a thing, even if Yu did not miss the promise.

What happened to Yu...

Nujiao might know, but Wei Yuan felt inexplicably that Nujiao would not tell him such things.

At least not now.

He reached out and patted his tombstone as if saying goodbye.

Then he paused, his eyes fell on the tomb behind the stele, and he felt a strange and familiar feeling, like looking in a mirror. From this tomb, he could actually feel a strange fluctuation.

Wei Yuan suddenly remembered what King Yu said back then.

Or you jump off?

Could it be that……

The barge looked around at the magnificent deep forest around it, feeling a little absent-minded.

It had never thought that there would be such a forest that had grown for an unknown number of years on the east side of Chongwu Mountain. There was the smell of leaves and water in the air. Originally, it was against the habits of beasts, and it liked forests.

Then it saw Wei Yuan stood up and stared at the stele, with a serious and peaceful expression, and the fallen leaves fell on his shoulders, making his expression have the solemnity and concentration of ancient heroes thinking about the truth of heaven and earth.

Refuting beast couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Seeing his own tomb must be very complicated.

Ah, but when I think of this guy, I seem to have killed him head-on, and I feel a little smug in my heart.

Then it saw Wei Yuan turn his head, look at himself, and examine his eyes.

barge……

The young Taoist meditated, brushed his finger and pointed to the back of the stele, saying:

You, dig up this tomb for me!

Banlong: ...

Um? ? !

What the hell? ! Grave digging?

This is your tomb!

Baron was dumbfounded.

I just felt that the sad and heavy atmosphere just now shattered to pieces.

It subconsciously yelled, Digging a grave?

Why don't you dig?

Wei Yuan pondered, and then seriously replied: I'm a bit stuck.

If you can't do it, can I do it?

By the way, you can't do anything to your own tomb, but you can definitely do it to me.

So, when I dig your tomb, will you roast me and give it to Zhu Jiuyin? !

Pilong seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, and he blew like a war drum. He refused to dig the grave no matter what he said, Wei Yuan stretched out two fingers and said, Next time I will eat barbecue for you.

The dragon made a move.

Wei Yuan stretched out his second finger.

Add double the ground cumin.

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After a while, the dragon, which had initially transformed into a dragon, successfully dug out someone's coffin.

A sarcophagus.

Wei Yuan patted the sarcophagus, slandering in his heart, and wondered if Yu would make him a whole clay coffin.

Oh... still a sarcophagus.

Wei Yuan pressed his palm on one side of the sarcophagus, but without seeing how hard he used it, the coffin board flew out and landed on the ground. Then Wei Yuan looked inside, and whispered in his heart, there was a person lying in the coffin, who looked very familiar , but there is a trace of strangeness, that is the old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face, his lips are tightly pressed, it is himself, even in the past five thousand years, he has not rotted.

The dragon uttered a low cry, and stepped back.

Wei Yuan squeezed his arm, felt the tenacity, the corner of his mouth twitched, and began to seriously reflect on himself.

Things really shouldn't be eaten indiscriminately...

In the food I ate back then.

Is there something that makes the physical body indestructible after death?

After all, if there is such a thing, it will not show any effect after eating it. If you want to know the function, you have to die.

He tapped his fingers on the physical body of his unknown previous life, sighed in his heart, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind——

I don't know why, but when he found out that he was buried here, he always felt panicked in his heart. Now that this body is not corrupt, it is better to be an incarnation than to be buried here.

It is absolutely impossible to transform one's own soul into it.

After all, the body in this previous life has already died.

But it is also possible to use this body to accommodate a ray of consciousness, and to be active in the mountains and seas.

After all, the current body of the mountain god is transformed by divine power, and consumes divine power all the time. If he regains control of the previous life's physical body, the activity time will be longer. Recall carefully, before it was only used to sneak out to avoid Zhuge's stalking, this is the first time it is used for such a thing.

But how much did you eat that year?

Wei Yuan touched his chin with his palm, counting silently in his heart.

There are those who eat without being confused, those who eat without being bewitched, those who eat without drowning, and those who eat without burning.

There are also those who can travel thousands of miles a day, those who are as light as swallows, those who eat well and walk well, those who can greatly improve eyesight, those who have infinite power, and those who are invulnerable to all poisons...

The superposition of so many things is equivalent to stacking various buffs on the physique of a mortal.

It's no wonder that mortals who were obviously on the verge of old age and had no cultivation level could be subdued by a handful of beasts, while the dragon was looking at his eyes, Wei Yuan himself was looking at his corpse and was meditating. How weird, the hair on the back is going to explode.

Wei Yuan shook his head and laughed at himself, stretched out his hand, and pressed it between the eyebrows of his previous life.

Then, the body of the mountain god, which was born with its own consciousness, dissipated and entered the altar of the dead corpse like a flowing wind, and then the voice was calm, and it rang in the ear of the dragon, saying: Go and protect the surroundings first, here There is a formation, don't worry.

The dragon responded, and retreated step by step, and the formation that was obviously left by Qi was activated again.

Starlight swam in the mist, covering the dense forest and tombs.

Baron was dumbfounded.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I had done some credit, so I closed the sarcophagus again and sealed it tightly.

Then I chose a place and ran to rest.

However, Wei Yuan did not expect that the opened formation had no intention of using it for the second time. Although it was restarted, there was still a trace of leakage. The mountain gods came here for a gathering, and two of them were watching the beautiful scenery, but they saw the mist surging and the stars flowing in the distance, which was quite spectacular.

One of the mountain gods who looked like a strong man said:

What's wrong over there? It seems that there is something wrong with the earth's veins.

An old man said drunkenly: Don't worry about it.

Anyway, it's not our place, and it's someone else's bad luck if the sky falls.

Recently, the human race appeared and began to sacrifice to us. It's a bit delicious. Come, drink more.

The strong man hesitated and said, But why do I think that place looks familiar?

Familiar, what familiar? Where is familiar?

While confused, the old man raised his eyes and looked over.

The strong man took a sip of wine, and suddenly found that the mountain god next to him stopped talking, and was about to speak out of curiosity, but saw the old man mountain god's face was full of bewilderment, and then he threw the things in his hand, and his facial features were all wrinkled together. Howling screamed:

Then, that's my place!

King Yu entrusted the Chongwu Mountain Lord back then, and the Mountain Lord sent me to watch it again!

It's over, it's over!

It's my family's mountain that's in bad luck!

He screamed, hurried down the mountain and ran over there.

The strong man was speechless, took a sip of his wine, and strode after him.

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At the same time, not far from Chongwu Mountain, the black-robed people who chased Feng Siyu and then fled also noticed the change in aura, looked at each other, and said: The target may be there, chase!

yes!

At this moment, Wei Yuan's eyes slowly closed.

Hand seal.

Thirty-six supernatural powers of Tiangang——

Embryo is easy to shape.

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The roles of King Yu and Zhang Laodao are on the cards~