Museum of Demons

Buddhist practice is dead.

Is it possible to live forever?

In just ten words and a few seconds, the tone seemed to be asking about a very ordinary matter, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heads hard, causing their hearts to beat faster suddenly, and the blood Flowing through the body like boiling.

My heart suddenly turned upside down.

Longevity, long life.

This is the longing that exists in everyone's heart.

And now, what did that person say?

Can you live forever...

The old monk Huikong trembled violently in his heart. His thoughts froze for a while before he came back to his senses. The prime minister Guan Shengdijun mentioned was undoubtedly Zhuge Wuhou, and the era of Zhuge Wuhou was almost here. Two thousand years.

two thousand years...

Could it be that the Taoist in front of him has two thousand years of Taoism?

He didn't want to believe it, but the real face under the mask was old and old, only the temples were pure white, with black hair and calm eyes, and there was a kind of ancient and distant in the true sense that spanned the long years, Hui Kong forced his heart Horrified, said:

You...could you say that if you practice to the extreme, you can really live forever?

The Daoist of Taiping said: You can live forever...

I also really want to know this question.

The old monk murmured to himself, if the other party really admitted that he would live forever.

He would not believe it.

But the other party's answer after the silence, the feeling of being stuck in time, made him faintly believe that the other party had really lived for a long time. Shocked and longing, he smiled wryly in his heart.

After the appearance of the two Gods of Wealth, whether this sentence will lead to longevity or not, the situation is almost settled.

Daomen won.

Wei Yuan's eyes swept across the crowd, but he didn't find the person who just shot secretly and smashed his mask with the help of hidden energy. With the backlash of divine power, it is difficult to detect.

Is it the effect of one of the Buddhist magical powers...

The danger that Zhu Jiuyin mentioned should be that person.

If you just came over with the body, then I'm afraid the real body will be exposed directly.

Will fall into the calamity of serial killings calculated by divination.

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There was a dead silence that could not be broken for a long time.

Of course, this dead silence appeared in a certain tube building.

Qingniao was holding a handful of crispy rice in his hand, and was stuffing it into his mouth.

After temporarily solving a speeding shared bicycle, Ju's father hurried back with a frozen expression, as if someone had punched him hard at the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Qinyuan is like a little honey embedded in plaster.

like a statue.

Teng Teng Teng.

Footsteps came from the stairwell, and then they patted the door here. There was still a dead silence in the room, and a muttering sound came from outside the door, saying, What's going on? Is there no one?

It was so noisy just now.

Someone smiled and said, Didn't I threaten you and run away in fright?

The woman was furious: Nonsense, am I that scary?!

It means these boys are too cowardly!

I also said that I made some dumplings at home and gave them a branch store, and kindly used them as donkey liver and lungs.

I ran away for my old lady.

The landlord upstairs cursed and left.

Also because of this noisy sound, a group of strange beasts from mountains and seas in the room finally came to their senses, Qingniao turned his head stiffly, and said, What, what's going on...

He stared at Qin Yuan next to him, and stammered:

Brother, didn't you say, yes, he is a big shot in the world of mountains and seas?

Brother, talk to me.

The corner of Qin Yuan's mouth twitched, feeling a sense of turmoil in his heart.

If you ask me, I want to know too.

Just now when I saw that big man swept away the big Buddha with a sweep of his sleeves, the group of strange beasts from mountains and seas applauded one after another, laughing with pride, boasting that they are indeed worthy of being a big man in our mountain and sea world, what kind of people in the human world? Practitioner, what is that?

Isn't it just a one-sleeve thing?

In a word, awesome.

In a few words, that's to ask Niubi's mother to open the door for Niubi, so Niubi is at home.

Just when he was about to see the big man unbutton his mask.

All the strange beasts held their breath, their faces full of excitement.

Then I saw a face that was almost branded into the skull.

That feeling is like when a monkey is in a hurry to do something, it sees a burly man winking and shouting 'come on' with an exaggerated accent, which is a double destruction of spirit and body.

Then what else did that person say? !

Is it possible to live forever?

Is this person still alive for thousands of years? !

Jufu murmured: No wonder it's like this, no wonder it's no wonder what kind of intestines here, no one will let go of the water, even the brains are eaten, no wonder, no wonder... I understand, I understand everything.

No wonder something like a nightmare like preserved egg is born.

An armadillo is pale.

They also eat rabbits.

Various ways to eat.

Armadillos are rabbit-like animals.

Even in the Shanhai era, he was a weak chicken who pretended to be dead when he saw others.

The father nodded.

His face was pale, and he added: But the spicy rabbit head is really good.

The armadillo was startled, and then became furious.

Qin Yuan shouted, Calm down.

The ones gathered here are all the harmless ones among the strange beasts of the mountains and seas. The weakest ones are armadillos, who pretend to be dead when they see people. The stronger ones are the mixed blood of blue birds. And it is much more civilized than the chimpanzee who smashes people with shit, Qin Yuan said: Isn't he just a cook?

Is it necessary to be so nervous?

The beasts were startled.

Immediately, he was amazed by Qin Yuan's calmness.

As expected of the big brother.

Qin Yuan nodded, his expression unchanged, and he drank with his neck raised.

The mead came to his lips.

His palms trembled, and he fell over.

There was an awkward silence among the beasts.

Qin Yuan paused, without changing his face, looked around, and said, Don't worry.

This is the human world.

There are laws.

That cook dares to mess around, and Crouching Tiger will take care of him.

Think silently in my heart.

Do you want to send more honey to Longhushan...

Anyway, anyway, I don't eat well.

Can also make honey.

Immediately, he thought of a special snack called fried silkworm chrysalis, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

It was as if he had already seen the scene where he went down to meet his ancestors.

Grandpa, I'm sorry, our Qinyuan line is dead.

Why?

Be devoured.

The deep-fried Qinyuan is sprinkled with salt, and it is crunchy with a bite.

Thinking of that scene, Qin Yuan's eyes darkened.

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In Kunlun Wonderland, Wei Yuan, who didn't know a bunch of harmless monsters from mountains and seas, wanted to cry in his arms, slowly controlled his aura, and looked away. The discussion of Taoism and Buddhism is over at this point. , the rest of the matter, I think Daomen will handle it by itself.

Wei Yuan's heart moved slightly.

Recalling the glaciers that were created in the waters off Australia before, using the earth magic method to breathe out flames to instantly absorb the surrounding heat. Under the cuffs, the flame-breathing method was used again, and the heat belonging to Yaochi was instantly drained. Naturally, the emperor's pool in the age of gods would not Freeze by the chill, but the clouds are different.

Everyone was about to speak.

Suddenly the cloud spread.

They only saw the Daoist Taiping get up, leaving them a back view, and said in a flat voice:

This matter is over.

Let's go, everyone.

The vast cloud suddenly surged, the deep dragon roar exploded, and the ferocious dragon head appeared. Someone wanted to chase after him, but was rushed by the cloud, and subconsciously stopped, closed his eyes, ignorant, and suddenly someone whispered: :Snow?!

Snowing?!

? ?

It's only autumn now.

Everyone was stunned, and looked over subconsciously, seeing white snow falling from the sky, the clouds also converged, and as the clouds turned into white snow, the magical scenery of Kunlun Yaochi also disappeared bit by bit, because it didn't disappear instantly, so it made people feel even more confused. People can feel that kind of strength and grandeur.

The fairyland pavilion at the foot disappeared.

But another cloud and mist sent everyone to the ground.

The cloud gas turned into white snow, and the white snow had disappeared before it fell.

It's just that the clouds are falling and the snow is falling, and the Yaochi is in the sky. This scene is already magnificent enough. I don't know how many people watched it, and some people just subconsciously took pictures. Suddenly there was a sound of exclamation. Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw that a young man rushed out and said loudly. : Master Yuan, disciple Gu Boyan, is willing to serve Master Dao.

I have some spare money at home, and I am willing to donate it to the Taoist master.

This voice seemed to wake everyone up.

Suddenly a lot of people started doing the same thing, rushing out and shouting.

Master Yuan, there are seventeen companies under the name of the disciple, and they are willing to donate to Taipingdao!

Master, the disciples are only willing to serve the left and right!

Some said they hoped to learn from teachers, and some said they were willing to donate their family property.

Some said that they would like to regard a certain company as a Taipingdao industry, and only hoped to learn the Taipingdao techniques.

Under the possibility of immortality, and under the name of Marquis Wu's younger brother.

money? What is that?

face? What is that?

There was a burst of noise, Yao Chi still slowly disappeared, while Luoxue and Yunxia were still there, Feng Siyu finally saw the excitement, took out melon seeds and kowtowed, watching with great interest, and then saw Wei Yuan turn around and walk towards the way he came. Walking, Feng Siyu leaned over and asked curiously: Master Wei, don't you want to look any more?

Wei Yuan said, I won't read it.

He added: Today's Saturday, eggs are on sale at the vegetable market in front of our house before 4:00 pm. If we don't go there, we won't be able to catch up.

Jue said he would bring vegetables home.

Feng Siyu suddenly realized, and said: Sister Jue said to go back to have dinner together tonight.

Wei Yuan nodded, and the Yu clan girl quickly followed behind.

The sky is white snow, and the sleeves are clean.

The two walked down the mountain against the fanatical people.

Feng Siyu said regretfully: It's a pity, if these people are willing to give you the money, it would be great, Master Wei, your cultivation base is also very powerful, so you don't have to plan carefully to rush to the vegetable market.

Wei Yuan laughed and said, That's not true either.

Sister Zhao always goes out at this time. Her family's glutinous rice cakes are not available in other places. Jue prefers the light taste, but it has to be eaten while it is hot. If it is late, the taste is not good; and Uncle Wang's sugar-fried chestnuts It's also at this time that the first pot is released, don't you like it the most?

Rushing to the first bowl of noodles at the night market at night, the taste is a bit more mellow, so I will definitely rush back. There is nothing to see here. Besides, isn't there a saying...

Wan Zhong accepts it without arguing about etiquette and righteousness. What can Wan Zhong do to me?

Feng Siyu muttered: What do you mean?

Wei Yuan was stunned, and said with a smile: It's just that if I get this money, it will make me feel uncomfortable in my heart, so I might as well not want this money. Of course, it may not be appropriate to put it here.

Feng Siyu suddenly said: I know, it's Confucianism, I've read it.

If you are poor like that, you need to be poor.

It doesn't exist in our country.

Wei Yuan shrugged his shoulders and said casually:

Perhaps it is precisely because of poverty that you still need to pay attention to these bottom lines, and you are the original Confucianism.

Poverty, might, wealth, none of them can change themselves.

Even after going through many things, Confucianism has been distorted many times, but these things still exist in the hearts of Chinese people.

Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

say,

Wealth and honor cannot be promiscuous, might cannot be subdued, and poverty cannot be moved.

These three are the basic requirements for the conduct of Confucians.

Why didn't the master say something similar to Mencius's mighty and unyielding words...

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the wife Jue was talking about.

fell silent, and then came to a conclusion.

Because those who want to be mighty and lose their master will most likely be taught in the opposite direction by the master, so they can convince others with reasoning.

After all, that master who sleeps with a weapon on his pillow, remembers grudges and writes small notebooks every day. When he meets an enemy on the road, the old man doesn't go back to get the weapon, but directly teaches him to be a man with a pair of old fists on the spot.

Let alone rich and poor.

To subdue him by force?

Do you know how to write the four characters of reasoning and convincing?

Do you know what kind of painting style is it that a strong man who can carry the city gate controls a four-horse chariot with one hand, wields a bronze dagger with one hand, laughs and sings oaths, and cuts at you?

Wei Yuan shook his head, and threw that weird style of painting out of his mind, really, it was only said by Jue once, and this style of painting couldn't get out of his mind, for what reason. It must be that this style of painting is too brain-inducing, Wei Yuan laughed at himself and walked forward.

Feng Siyu was stunned by what he said.

After seeing Wei Yuan walking for a while, he realized that he stepped forward to catch up.

She looked at Wei Yuan who was thinking about what to buy, and said:

Sometimes, I feel that things developed in China are better than delicious food.

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, smiled and nodded, agreeing.

Feng Siyu calmed down and put the melon seeds in the small bag. When there is no excitement, eating melon seeds is a bit boring. She has nothing to say. Sometimes, she thinks that the guard owner is very ordinary and amiable, but sometimes But it will give people an indescribable, hard to see through feeling.

Experts outside the world?

I really can't see through it...

And then, a moment later.

Wei Yuan looked at the tree, fell silent, and then gritted his teeth.

Where do I share the bike?!

Who rode away?!

He saw the penalty of 'Please don't illegally modify shared bicycles again, speeding' posted on the tree, reached out and patted the trunk next to him, and said angrily, When did I modify it!

Crap!

Whoever modified it, I will sue you for defamation!

Feng Siyu: ...

The girl was silent, and directly pressed her thoughts to death.

Stretch out your hand and take out the melon seeds.

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