Museum of Demons

The instant scouring of the huge information flow, and the huge pressure on the soul.

The black-robed man almost uncontrollably let out a muffled grunt, covered his mouth and backed away, his body staggered, a lot of blood oozed from the gaps between his fingers, as if a huge drill was being drilled into his brain, and his spirit was intense. Pain, blurred vision.

The young monk in front of him looked calm.

The Buddha's light is still as calm as before.

The black-robed man was silent for a while, stretched out his hand, opened his fingers slightly, and took the ancient book on the ground into the palm of his hand, saying: Daoyan, this is what you want, now I can give it to you, You can also take these people out.

I will never shoot you again.

The young monk raised his eyebrows, looked at the ancient book, and said, Good deal.

But you miscalculated a bit.

The poor monk really wants the book, but the scroll is just a dead thing.

He said in a flat tone: In the eyes of Buddhist disciples, even Sakyamuni's relic is not as important as the person behind the poor monk. Besides, my master from Shenzhou has already arrived. The demon, the poor monk wants to see what you want to do?

The person who came has a strong energy, is rare in the world, has great supernatural powers, and is unparalleled in cultivation!

Even in the past few hundred years, I haven't seen a few.

When he comes, you will know the end.

The poor monk will thank him for saving his life when the time comes.

And now...

Dao Yan clasped his hands together, and the treasure looked solemn: Amitabha...do you know what is the Pure Land?

Um??!

With the monk as the center, a beam of Buddha's light diffused, and finally turned into a field filled with clear Buddha's light, covering all the ordinary people behind it. The peaceful sound of Buddhist chanting made these ordinary people fall into a peaceful sleep, while the young monk's expression was flat , eyes narrowed slightly.

Everyone was sleeping, and the Buddhist monk, who had seemed gentle and peaceful just now, spoke harshly for a moment.

My Pure Land sect and Zen sect, the dragon and the tiger, are nothing but a dispute between the orthodoxy of China!

Who do you think you are.

Also worthy of being compared with me?!

The monk sneered a few times and recited Buddhist gatha in a low voice.

The ocean of misery, boundless sinking.

Take a rest in the pure land, and go to Purdue in a boat.

Until now, the fundamental Dharma practiced by the black-clothed monk was fully revealed. Standing in front of the pure land behind him, many temptations and illusions that were originally blessed on these ordinary people were also blessed on the young monks, as if those people's obsession and obsession Desire is burdened on himself, and his expression is flat:

All kinds of sins are on me.

Hell is in the air...

Nor become a Buddha.

He closed his eyes slightly, forcibly carrying the illusion transformed by these desires.

The black-robed man was amazed at the toughness hidden under the monk's superficial character.

Actually forcibly turned this area into a pure land of Buddhism, forcibly containing everyone's desires with his own spirit, using this method to break through the illusion, and connect himself with the pure land, as long as the black robed man attacks, the pure land will burst If he does not move, it is equivalent to the former helping Dao Yan break through the illusion, and he will also be attacked by the illusion.

At the same time, the means of defense and attack of Buddhism are integrated into a magical power.

Is it because the reinforcements came and I gained confidence, so I was able to give it a go?

What surprised the man in black the most was that he was under such a huge pressure.

The soul of this young monk should have fallen into an illusion.

There is still a trace of reason and self-control, and there is no instant sinking.

Even the opponent couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What a firm and indomitable Buddha heart this is!

It is worthy of being a monk who practices the Ksitigarbha Dharma.

But Dao Yan stubbornly resisted the pressure of thousands of people's illusion trials, and did not immediately fall into his own illusion. With a tense breath, he turned the magic seal in his hand, and arranged the people in the pure land behind him according to male, female, old and young, with the big ones in the back and the small ones behind. one in front.

Those who are too short stand on the rocks, and those who are too tall make a hole under their feet.

Neatly lined up in two rows.

Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

An Anxin fell into the illusion.

Dao Yan finally looked at the man in black robe, feeling regretful in his heart.

It's just a smile, only one corner of the mouth is turned up, and the smile is crooked... a little uncomfortable.

I want to pull up the left mouth as well, to make it symmetrical.

Pity.

However, my desire and obsession... what will I see?

The young monk who shared his obsession with those ordinary people just had such a thought, and was completely engulfed by the illusion and fell into his own trial.

………………………

And at this moment, where Wei Yuan is.

When the young man saw those masked men going to Wei Yuan, he mustered up his courage and was about to throw the stone in his hand. Suddenly, a burst of strength came from his shoulders, and when he turned around in shock, he found that The girl who was walking with him was pulled by the ankles of the creeping vines, and her complexion was pale.

From this position.

If he hadn't been pushed away just now, it was himself who was entangled now.

At this moment, seeing his companion being caught, and rushing forward anxiously in his heart, suddenly the twisted and terrifying peach blossom branches slowly solidified, and then turned into handfuls of white sand and dust. He helped him up, and when he hurriedly turned his head, he saw that the young man in the wheelchair had been covered by the sea of ​​flowers and vines over there.

Then these seas of peach blossoms collapsed in an instant.

It seems to have been air-dried for thousands of years.

This kind of dead silence spread to the limit of what the field of vision could see almost in an instant.

Even the two tall and strong masked guards collapsed and dispersed along with the sea of ​​peach blossoms, except for the young man who looked a few years older than himself, and the armored man in front of him, The woman whose face was covered was not affected. This scene was full of death and withering, which made people tremble with beauty.

Because all the surrounding peach blossoms were shattered, the young man and the girl were also clearly seen.

Wei Yuan noticed these two people, was slightly surprised, and smiled:

Two, do you need help?

The young man hesitated for a while, thinking that he couldn't run away, so he simply approached.

Wei Yuan wanted to inquire about the situation here, and took the initiative to heal the girl. Daoist talismans basically covered everything, and pointed to drawing talismans in the air to restore the girl's body with talismans. The young man was slightly relieved, and introduced himself: My name is Wei Yuanliang. It's my friend, Aliu.

Wei Yuan nodded and said with a smile, My name is Wei Yuan.

Can you tell me what happened before?

Wei Yuan...

Wei Yuanliang was silent for a while, let out a breath, and said simply: Everyone here will enter that illusion. Listening to what a master said, this illusioned dream seems to be able to fulfill people's wishes. In the dream, I met a practice sect...

He was very straightforward and smart, and directly explained the situation he encountered.

Then I saw Wei Yuan lost in thought.

Wei Yuanliang hesitated for a while, but still asked: This place is terrifying, and the place is very weird. No one can avoid this mist of peach blossoms, and they are all dragged into that dream that can fulfill their wishes. But why are you okay? It's because of you. Is your cultivation high?

Why?

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, then replied softly with a smile:

may be……

It can't fulfill my wish.

no way……

Wei Yuanliang was stunned, Wei Yuan moved the wheelchair forward, and looked at the elite of the Daughter Kingdom in front of him, he seemed to have some impressions, this woman should be the one who helped hold the scroll when he was in Longhu Mountain, Wei Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand , wanting to shake her awake, but before touching her, the woman suddenly opened her eyes.

Then, it was like being on Longhu Mountain, full of vigilance.

The woman took half a step back, directly avoiding Wei Yuan's palm.

Wei Yuan didn't find it strange at all, and politely introduced himself:

Hello, I'm Xia Weiyuan, do you remember?

On Longhu Mountain...

Jue, who was wearing the armor of the Daughter Kingdom, stared at the front and introduced herself, as if worried that she would forget her identity. Wei Yuan, while thankful that he was wearing the mask, looked around to confirm that he had indeed escaped from that strange illusion. Out.

That illusion is very strange...

out yet?

……………………

a moment ago.

When Jue stepped into the Peach Blossom Land, although due to the interference of the surrounding environment and the effect of this secret realm array, he also fell into the so-called illusion of the secret realm, but after all, this is only for the wishes of mortals, and Jue himself is not a mortal body. fetal.

So, she actually maintained her consciousness.

It's like playing a game, or watching a movie.

It is strange, similar to a first-person perspective game, overlooking this illusion.

It's an illusion... This is the layout style of the Age of Gods.

When the surrounding white light dissipated, she looked around, and suddenly found something very strange - she was in the old street, which was normal, but why was she in a museum instead of a flower shop? There is a planner hanging on it, which says that it is her turn to make breakfast today.

make breakfast?

Jue was curious, and then felt that this place was too strange.

Why are you wearing an apron?

Why would you wear slippers in a museum?

Where did the recipes on the kitchen table come from?

Get out of here early.

Jue immediately decided to attract Liufeng and break through the secret realm.

The girl secretly made a decision, when footsteps came from behind, Jue turned her head, but was stunned, and saw Wei Yuan, who was dressed at home, came out yawning, and then she found herself smiling and nodding habitually, and then said: Yuan ...

wrong.

The girl watched her cheeks flush slightly in the dream, and said:

Husband.

Morning, Jue.

Then the owner of the museum also nodded naturally, and then walked to the dining table wearing the same style of slippers in different colors. The flowing wind condensed from the illusion surrounds the fingers.

Why live in a museum?

Why is it called this?

Why is Yuan also very natural?

Too strange!

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PS: Today’s second update………Thanks to the leader of Daming 9524, thank you~