Museum of Demons

By the time Qiongqiong Chuzun really saw the flying thing clearly, it was already too late.

The next second after he recognized that the fast afterimage was actually an arrow.

The arrow has rapidly enlarged in his pupil.

In an instant, he pierced through the defenses he propped up, and the violent and vast breath almost stopped Qiongqiong Chuzun's heart, and the violent wind raged and surged, making his black hair fly wildly. Suddenly realizing something, he turned his head abruptly.

Seeing the place where the sky and the world intersect, there are invisible flames rising from the clouds.

He opened his mouth in disbelief——

Then the scalp tingles.

Gao Tianyuan, collapsed...

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The Imperial Palace of Heaven.

Wearing a black knee-length coat, the tiger inside was still buckled and looked up. He saw what happened to Gao Tianyuan. In the myth of Sakurajima, Gao Tianyuan represented the God Realm. He frowned slightly, and then seemed to After making a decision, he raised his hand and grabbed a black knife with a sheath.

Stride towards the interior of the temple.

Two attendants were stunned, and came forward to greet them, saying: Dashanjin sees the gods, you come...

Before the sound fell, the saber in the palm of the tiger slammed down heavily, and the god on the left fell down with a muffled groan. Blood dripped down the temple.

The left hand throws down the scabbard casually, and the right hand holds the handle.

Mopao with black hair, the tiger strode into it with a knife.

Kill anyone you meet, behead when you meet a god.

You, what are you going to do?!

The lord of the heavens will not forgive...

A dignified and beautiful woman, who could almost be called a beauty transformed by wind and snow, stared at the tiger with anger.

He was beheaded by the young man in black and fell to the ground.

There was still disbelief in both eyes.

It seems that he did not expect that the young man in front of him would attack his beautiful self.

The tiger stuck the saber upside down on the ground. It was a sword of the Han Dynasty with a thick blade. It was a weapon specially designed for chopping and slashing. The heroic man among Ma Fengxue bent down and took out the treasure from the goddess' arms, saying:

Xu City? It's nothing more than a piece of trash that has forgotten all the classics.

He never understood.

What's the point of such a small island country on the edge.

It's nothing more than living here for a short time in order to return to Shenzhou in the future, but it has been living for more than two thousand years.

Xu City, Xu City.

Have you forgotten who you are, and on what great land you were born?

Open the box, and inside are extremely ancient runes.

The tiger's amber eyes watched the trajectory on the rune, and then directly smashed the rune and Xu Shi's backhands. Even if Xu City was in danger and chose to inspire the true spirit to return here, it was already Can't do it.

He crushed this wooden box and let the sawdust mix into the wind.

Sitting on the steps of the temple, watching Gao Tianyuan burn in the distance, turning into burning clouds all over the sky, and then rolling and falling into the sea, but he didn't care, drinking with the picture of the collapse of the gods, the Sakurajima god system There are many, and it's complicated.

Now Xu Shi, who presides over the main divinity, is dead. After a short period of calm, it will definitely turn into chaos. He decided to watch the excitement first.

As for the loss...

This is just a temporary shelter, no matter what the loss.

The more lively the better!

He breathed out the smell of alcohol, kicked down the wine bottle made of white jade, and said casually:

Yu Yuzhen?

It's far worse than burning a knife...

……………………

Wei Yuan saw Fang Feng and Dao Yan.

Restraining the evil spirit all over his body, he nodded politely and said hello. In order to resist the influence of the decree just now, Fang Feng shrunk his divinity to the extreme. It turned out that Dao Yan protected Fang Feng.

Although the decree just now will guarantee that it will not affect the innocent.

But Wei Yuan still thanked him.

Suddenly thought of something, took out a box from his arms and handed it over, smiled and said:

Master Daoguang, you said that you became a monk on Jiangnan Road, right?

He said: This is a dim sum from Jiangnan. It was made not long ago.

Originally, I bought too much, and I stuffed it in my pocket because I couldn’t fit in the snack box, but suddenly I remembered that during the Taoist and Buddhist discussion, this young monk said that in his home in Jiangnan, monks can’t eat meat, but this It doesn't matter if you order sous-style dim sum.

Dao Yan couldn't speak what he wanted to say.

Staring at Wei Yuan, he was silent for a while, took the snack, thanked him, and said:

Master Wei, where is your museum?

He said softly: If the poor monk has time, I would like to go there for a while.

Wei Yuan had a good feeling for the young monk who was saving people on the mountain at that time. Besides, his museum was not an extremely hidden place, so he told him straightly, and then took the box containing Xu City's head and set foot on his way home.

After a long time, Fang Feng glanced at the silent Dao Yan and said, Do you have a grudge against him?

Dao Yan didn't answer.

He is not sure now whether the other party is the doctor from back then.

But if Na Yuan also survived from the time of Qin...then there might be answers to those incomprehensible things.

He suppressed the distracting thoughts, but with a hint of helplessness, he sighed softly:

Amitabha.

Seeing the box in his hand, he remembered that at the beginning of his practice, he also had the experience of occasionally eating cakes. His face softened, and then he opened the cake. The movements of the young monk froze suddenly, and the smile on his face froze. Fang Feng was taken aback. , I saw Soviet-style pastries in the box.

It is exquisite craftsmanship, but because of the battle just now, a box full of dross was broken.

Another part of the pastry was stuck on the packaging box, leaving irregular marks like craters on the surface of the moon.

Fang Feng gasped.

Teng Teng Teng took a few steps back and turned to look at the young monk who had obsessive-compulsive disorder six hundred years ago.

The young monk closed the box with fearless perseverance, turned his head, took a deep breath, blood oozed from the bandage on his chest, gritted his teeth and whispered:

Amitabha.

Do you have any grudge against him?

Maybe it was there before, maybe it wasn't.

Now, there is.

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Langya Wang family.

The first emperor drank tea calmly, and Wang Jian and Wang Ben accompanied him. As for the other Wang children, their heads were almost lowered into the ground, and they felt that the days were like years. If they could leave, they wished they could go far away now. These three didn't speak, no matter how uncomfortable they were, they had to stay where they were.

The First Emperor put down the teacup, pondered for a while, and said:

I want to tour the east, if you two have no other arrangements, then just follow me...

Go to Mount Tai and get something.

Wang Jian and his son bowed their heads in response without hesitation.

The First Emperor hummed, and said nothing more. After a while, he raised his eyes. Wang Jian knew his character well, so he turned his head to look.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a knock on the door.

Seeing his ancestor nodding his head towards him, the disciples of the Wang family breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried over to open the door. After the door opened, a strong residual evil spirit almost made him freeze in place. Even Wei Yuan thanked him. I couldn't even hear the sound, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses. I was covered in cold sweat, and my legs and feet were weak.

Wei Yuan stepped inside, holding his sword and bowing his hands in salute.

Although the first emperor left the teahouse, Wei Yuan knew after a little thought that he had come to the Wang family. He first nodded to the two Chehou Wang, then offered the box, and said slowly:

The traitor Xu Shi has been put to death.

The Wangs next to me, although they had expected it, they still felt dazed when they heard such words, and their whole body was like falling into a dream—that was really Xu Shi, the former number one alchemist in China, and the second The reaction was that Xu City had already been put to death. Could it be possible that the young man in front of him was also a remnant of the true spirit similar to his ancestor?

The First Emperor nodded slightly.

Wei Yuan opened the box, and inside was an old face with death.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and there was a big group of light on the center of Xu Shi's brow, and said:

Although I interrupted his connection with that side, there is still divinity in his body.

It can be regarded as the accumulation of business over the past two thousand years. Unfortunately, he relies too much on the power of divinity.

The five fingers were slightly clasped together, and the imprint representing the divinity of the lord of Sakurajima was directly oppressed and solidified by the first emperor, and turned into a pair of hook jade, one black and one white, representing the two qi of yin and yang, and the divinity emanating from them was also true. Xu, but the first emperor glanced at it, then flicked his sleeves and let the pair of Gouyu fall into Wei Yuan's hands, and said casually:

You take it.

I don't like the smell of that year when I recall it now.

He frowned, with a rare look of disgust in his eyes.

The voice paused, then calmly said:

Just treat it as a gift from me to this era, and you should know how to use it.

For example, the next era should return to the world of practice. The so-called gods of Xu Shi's country will inevitably be in chaos after his death. When they compete for the strongest, they will be divided into two. Shenzhou holds it, and the other party summons the god king of Sakurajima to come to Shenzhou to accept the imperial seal, and the reporter who gets the seal of the god's divinity will be orthodox and announced to the world.

It's called...

The emperor's eyes fell, and he said lightly:

Shenzhou bestows the golden seal on the Japanese slave country.

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Wei Yuan took the pair of Gouyu, and Emperor Shi Huang didn't plan to stay in Wang's house for long, and was about to leave. This pair of Gouyu could be temporarily put away by Wei Yuan, but Xu Shi's head couldn't be thrown casually, so he was silent for a while, Wei Yuan turned on the phone and chose Maomaotou Tianshi.

Beep, beep, beep...

Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later...

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and he put down his phone.

Seeing that Emperor Shi Huang and Wang's father and son seemed to be planning to leave.

Wei Yuan thought of the way to send Zhang Ruosu the head of the heir to the Yingjima temple family.

After a moment of silence, he sent a message to Zhang Ruosu.

Zhang Daoyou, I'm here to give you a gift, it's a real gift.

Text messages were not rejected.

Wei Yuan took out his mobile phone, tied the box containing the head with a hemp rope, hung it on his sword, tapped the blade with his fingers, and said, Dr.

The long sword whistled several times.

Don't run the red light this time.

Wei Yuan tapped with his fingers, and covered the sword with a layer of imperial wind talisman.

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PS: Today's second update... 3,200 words.

The Golden Seal of the Wonu Kingdom existed in history. Emperor Guangwu had it, and the King of the Wonu Kingdom of the Han Dynasty had it; Cao Rui of the Wei State also had it, and he was awarded the Golden Seal by Zi Zi, the king of Wei.