Museum of Demons

Wang's ancestral land.

The violent spiritual energy fluctuations almost soared into the sky, enough to raze the entire Wang family's ancestral land and formations to the ground, smashing everything to the point of turning into powder, but was suppressed by Xu Shi backhandedly.

Xu Shi gradually recovered his background as the number one alchemist in China.

Every gesture is a top-notch technique, easily crushing and suppressing the few senior members of the royal family who were left behind, even if this is the ancestral land of the Wang family, with the formation foundation of the Wang family for more than a thousand years, it is the same.

The gap between the two sides is too huge.

Even Dao Yan, who has 600 years of Buddhist practice, was also injured by a careless move.

Let alone these people?

I don't know how many times the formation offensive was violent, but was suppressed by the middle-aged alchemist.

Accompanied by violent fluctuations in vitality and spiritual power.

Everyone tried their best, almost risking their lives, and attacked together with formations.

Xu City was indifferent.

Flicking his sleeves used the pre-Qin alchemy to attack the formation of the Wang clan, and once again used attack against attack to forcibly defeat him. The huge spiritual energy exploded, this time directly destroying the formation of the Langya Wang clan, and Xu Shi's sleeve robe slightly Drumming, and did not suffer any substantial injuries.

He has reacquainted himself with the moves he used to use two thousand years ago.

Don't hold back any more.

Step forward.

Carrying a merciless lore, he pressed down on the forehead of the ancestor of the Wang family.

With this blow, the spirit and soul are all destroyed.

Immediately there was the sound of swords trembling suddenly, the crutches of the half-kneeling old man had been broken, and his eyes were lost, but Xu Shi only felt the hairs on his arms explode, and a cold feeling emerged violently in his heart, like a nightmare.

A Qin sword swept across the void.

Accompanied by the resounding sound of armor killing, a figure stepped out of the ancestral hall of the Langya Wang family.

His face was only in his thirties, and he was still at his most determined, but through the coldness between his brows, Xu Shi still saw the picture of more than two thousand years ago, Qin Mieqi, the king who was once in the eyes of the people of Qi, was starved to death. In the woods.

Tong Wuhou, Wang Ben.

Then, Xu Shi sensed another cold murderous intent targeting him.

Include but not reveal.

But compared to Wang Ben's aura, it was deeper and more frightening.

Xu Shi quickly saw that it was also relying on the real aura emanating from the ancient relics enshrined in the ancestral hall, it was the old general with majestic aura, Wang Jian, Marquis of Wucheng of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The ancestor of the military family, Jiang Ziya of the Great Zhou Dynasty was named Wucheng King, and Wang Jian used Wu as the title, but no one in the world felt that it was wrong, and his strength can be seen.

Xu Shi sneered, not afraid, and turned around.

The big sleeves fluttered.

Press down with one hand, covering Wang Jian and Wang Ben at the same time.

The famous father and son who joined forces to destroy five of the six countries drew their swords at the same time.

In the huge roar.

The remaining true spirits of the two famous generals retreated step by step.

The entire ancestral land of the Langya Wang Clan sank by one foot.

Xu Shi couldn't help laughing and said: A famous military general, if he has never commanded an army, he is nothing more than that!

Wang Benhu's eyes were dark, his voice was indifferent, and he said: It's just relying on alchemy.

If I am at my peak, I will kill you in front of the formation.

The current Wang Ben and Wang Jian are just a few real auras remaining on the weapons, and their souls have already returned to heaven and earth, and they do not exist. With the evil spirit of destroying the city and destroying the country, perhaps this number one alchemist in China can really be beheaded.

Xu Shi's momentum was not weaker than him, and he said indifferently:

Even back then, if you hadn't commanded the troops, I would have taken your head off.

Wang Ben sneered.

But there was no immediate rebuttal.

After all, he is an alchemist who is qualified to go to sea to seek fairy mountains, and being able to leave his name in history as an outsider already represents his strength, but the strength of a military general is completely related to his commanding power. A famous general who commands an army, It is completely at the level of destroying the country.

Xu Shi swept over the two famous generals, and said: Since you want to protect this old man, I will let him go.

But remember...

He stared at the old man coughing blood at the corner of his mouth, and said:

I am from Qi.

When the words fell, Xu Shi walked away calmly, but the two famous generals did not go after him, allowing him to come and go at will. The old man guessed that Xu Shi's purpose was to chase after the general order, and his face was anxious, but Wang Jian He and Wang Ben looked calm.

Members of the Wang clan bowed and saluted, with complex expressions of shame and happiness, and said:

The two ancestors, the future generations are unworthy of the descendants, and the ancestors have to be involved...

The true spirits in front of them are not the real famous generals of the Great Qin Dynasty, but the aura left on the ancient relics, which will gradually wear out. When it is completely worn out, it means that their last imprint on the world will also dissipate. The two people who showed up with qi mechanism as the root are tantamount to dying again.

Wang Jian didn't answer.

Wang Ben glanced over and said calmly, It's not because of you.

Don't overthink it.

? ? !

The excitement and gratitude on the faces of the Wang clan froze.

Probably, don't think too much, I didn't come out to save you.

Love how to go.

Old Ancestor, it is very difficult for us to step down like you...

However, the two famous generals of the Qin Dynasty did not have any other emotional fluctuations. They were not the real Wang Ben and Wang Jian, but the strong emotions left on the artifacts and ancient objects. The estrangement, the long interval of years, only the strongest emotions can survive.

These are also the most intense memories that Wei Yuan can see.

Antiquities convey the experiences and emotions of predecessors.

For more than two thousand years, even if the family has become mottled and dusty in the long sleep and years, and the blood connection has been weak and almost no longer exists, there is still a person whose name shines brightly.

Holding the sword, Wang Jian said to himself silently: I feel... a familiar breath.

Although I don't know whether it's true or not, and although I know it's impossible, it doesn't matter.

Can we see you again...

His Majesty.

Even though this body is already a dream body, a dream within a dream of the dead.

But when I think of that scene, my heart is also surging.

You have arrived.

Why don't you come?

……………………

Your tea is ready.

If you want to order anything else, you can order online.

The waiter walked down politely.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Emperor Shihuang more.

The first emperor in modern attire sat in the tea house, on the second floor, overlooking the Qinhuai River flowing past. For Wei Yuan's strong recommendation, Emperor Shi Huang refused.

Is there any reason to go straight to where the food is when you first come here?

Yuan, are you indulging yourself too much?

The first emperor questioned his halberd master so much, and then took Wei Yuan who was hit directly to the pain point, and chose a tea house with a good view. Here, you can see the scenery of the Qinhuai River passing through Jinling, and you can also look at the modern city in the distance. The decor is elegant and quiet enough.

Of course, such a place, in a boundary like Jinling City, represents only one word——

expensive!

In detail, it is extremely expensive.

In modern society, products are abundant, but there is also a convention, do you want elegance?

Want poise?

Can.

Bring money.

And there is no doubt that any emperor in the world has a character with an extremely weak concept of money, so the task of paying falls on Wei Yuan's head. There is no need to question this, how can you make Emperor Shi Huang pay? Believe it or not, the old Qin people will fork you back to give a moral education of love and peace?

How do you kid hold a halberd?

Seeing that the wallet has shrunk a lot, Wei Yuan didn't have any distress, or distress is distress, paying money is paying money, two different things, Wei Yuan poured a cup of tea for the first emperor, the first emperor overlooked Jinling City, he had just asked about it things about this city.

After taking a sip of tea, he asked, Wang Jian, his descendants seem to be doing well?

Wei Yuan nodded, thought for a while, and told the story of the Xialangya Wang family.

Everyone knows that the son-in-law of the east bed is fast, and Wang Xizhi is three-pointed.

There was also the popular talk at that time, so Wang Yan, who was persuaded by others to look at life and death like Zhuang Zhou, said the phrase, A sage forgets love, the worst thing is love, but what love loves is my generation. ’ I left my favorite.

All over the world, husbands call their wives Qing, and wives call their husbands Jun. This is etiquette.

But the wife of Wang Rong, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, called her husband Qing.

Wang Rong was annoyed, but his wife poked him on the cheek and asked back with a smile, My relatives love Qing, so Qingqing. I am not Qingqing, who will be Qingqing? ’ Wang Rong had nothing to say, yes, but he couldn’t say it, and he couldn’t bear to say it too hard. One of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove looked up to the sky and screamed, so he had no choice but to let his wife call him Qing.

As for the other six sages making jokes about this matter, he just lay down and let it go.

However, the four dictionaries of Qingqingwowo have been left in history, which have continued to this day.

Wei Yuan didn't pay attention to it before, but if he goes back, he will find that the Wang family has indeed left traces of elegance and elegance in the history and cultural allusions of China.

Hearing that a family of generals famous for their mighty majesty and three generals, the most praised in later generations is their elegance, and their talents are roughly like the first emperor. They can only say that the world is impermanent and unpredictable. After drinking tea, he said:

I expelled Wang Ben to destroy Qi State, set up Qi County and Langya, and Qi Wangjian died at the hands of Wang Ben, but the descendants of later generations have to use the name of the land of Qi State as their family name. The world is mysterious and interesting. As for Wang Jian...that old fox, he is a descendant of Wang Xizhi.

Wei Yuan remembered that when Wang Jian set out to fight, he asked Shi Huangdi for a large reward.

The First Emperor raised his eyes and said, Has this incident been passed down to this era?

Heh... Wang Jian, he is such an old fox. He asked for a large sum of rewards to show that he has no two hearts. He wanted to reassure my heart, but I didn't know it, so I promised him to reassure him, so that he can Conquering on the battlefield without distraction, but he is really an old fox.

Wei Yuan was slightly taken aback, and immediately came back to his senses.

The First Emperor shook his head and said: I also know him, and he also knows me, but deliberately asking for such a large reward is a conspiracy, and I have to give it to you. How can you not be cunning?

Wei Yuan couldn't help wanting to laugh, he dared to take advantage of Emperor Shi Huang in this matter, except for this famous general who followed Emperor Shi Huang when he was young, there was no one else.

But thinking about it now, the Wang family of the later generations can last for two thousand years, and the beginning of the name of the Langya Wang family may not be unrelated to the rewards given by the first emperor back then.

It started as a reward of iron and blood when the world's famous generals destroyed the country and broke the city, but in the end it turned into elegant words like Qingqing, me, and love, like flowers blooming on the sword, and falling on the edge of the sword. butterfly on.

History has always been like this.

Inadvertently, it reveals the romance that only time can form.

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of something, and said, By the way, Your Majesty...boss.

Since I don't eat duck, I remember that there are quite a few time-honored dim sums in Jinling City.

Shall I go buy some?

Wei Yuan added: It happens to be paired with tea, don't you think it's a pity if you don't eat some of it once?

The first emperor glanced at his halberd-bearer, feeling helpless, and readily agreed. Wei Yuan counted the time and rushed out, turned on the phone, and said, I just made an appointment, is it out of the oven? Soon, okay, I'll be there right away.

Such gluttony, could it be that he turned into a cook in one life?

The First Emperor took a sip of tea.

Tianbian's vitality fluctuated, and he raised his eyebrows.

……………………

Wang Yushu carried the general order, his heart was beating wildly.

His face was pale and he was seriously injured.

For some reason, he found that the people around him couldn't see him, as if he was an invisible person, or rather, his sense of existence was erased, and he became more and more panicky, only afraid of the terrifying The alchemist reappeared like a nightmare.

He tried his best to run wildly, relying on hiding in the crowd, but in the end, this method was unsuccessful. When he was approaching the Qinhuai River, a qi directly pierced his body. Wang Yushu was seriously injured and fell heavily. When the alchemist appeared, he was full of despair

Xu Shi walked forward slowly.

He was calm and peaceful in his heart. When he stepped into Shenzhou and saw the emperor's mausoleum, his state of mind was violent and then calmed down. Then he went straight to Langya Wang's family and suppressed it with all his hands. The anxious, terrifying, fearful, uneasy, and hesitant selves are all cut off.

Also more and more focused, more and more pure self, like a god.

He defeated the king's son.

The mood reached its peak.

Even the fear of the emperor's mausoleum no longer exists. Yes, for the past two thousand years, it was not the first emperor or the emperor's mausoleum that had kept him trapped. It was himself who refused to let him go. After he realized this point, his state of mind was transparent and smooth, and he had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, as if those monks sitting on the cliff finally had an epiphany, wanted to cry, wanted to laugh, but finally clapped their hands and smiled, calm as water.

I see.

I see!

He suddenly thought of a Buddhist saying.

I have a bright pearl, which has been locked away by the dust for a long time; today the dust is exhausted, and the light is born, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Isn't this heart a pearl?

Millennium dark room, one light is bright!

Dache realized that even the command is no longer important in his heart, he has completely let go, let go of the past, let go of the past, from now on, I am the only me, the real me, without the past, not afraid of the past, the real God, I am upright.

Then, he looked up.

I saw the first emperor.

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