Museum of Demons

Chapter 482 Conquering the Gods with the Way of the Sword

When the true spirit left by Ming Dynasty himself disappeared.

Wei Yuan hugged his brain, felt that his brain was trembling, and wished he could hit his head to death—the memory he had pretended in front of him emerged, as clearly as if it happened yesterday.

It's like someone who was swiping their phone at three o'clock in the morning last night and has to go to work the next day.

The next day, I dragged my trembling brain to check in, wishing to kill myself yesterday.

Wei Yuan felt that way now.

In the Ming Dynasty, grasp the future and plan the years.

That kind of calmness, that kind of indifference.

The old man is A Liang alive, invincible in this world.

Can wait until recall.

That kind of bewilderment, that kind of regret.

There is also a sense of shame that the concentration of black history is so pure that it makes people hit the wall.

It made Wei Yuan wish he could travel back and kill himself at that time.

Fortunately no one saw it.

Wei Yuan let out a long sigh, feeling that at least he had saved his own face, so that he would not die on the spot, and with the fusion of the true spirit he left behind in the Ming Dynasty and the self at this moment, the dream that was temporarily frozen also slowly recovered Normal state, start to flow.

Looking at this misty rain Jiangnan.

And Dao Yan, who is just a young boy over there, because Dao Yan shared most of his obsessions and desires for ordinary people, he was seriously affected by Taohuayuan. In the case of the soul, wake him up.

Could it just make him wake up by himself?

Wei Yuan pondered for a while.

Step forward.

Thirty-six supernatural powers of Tiangang: Transformation of fetus into shape.

That is, step out.

He turned into an elegant young man in a gray robe, with black hair standing up with jade hairpins.

I took a little look at the fabric of the clothes on my body, it was dark blue pattern, I shook the sleeve robe, and put my right hand behind my back, the temperament was exactly the same as before.

Daoyan Yao Guangxiao's eyes in the dream come back to life. He didn't realize that the dream had been stagnant just now. He seemed to still exist in the previous plot. He raised his head slightly and said with that tone:

I have no intention of being your student at all, but since you have begged me like this, we have been getting along for several years.

Well, it's not impossible to ask me to be your apprentice.

However, just as he was waiting for the gray-robed Mr. Wen Ya to thank him and decide to accept him, the gray-robed young man smiled happily and said, But, I changed my mind, I don't want to accept you as an apprentice. gone.

Dao Yan: ??!

The smile on the boy's face froze.

This, this script is wrong.

His eyes widened slowly.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard a teasing sound.

Besides, do you really want to be my apprentice that much?

As soon as he looked up, he found that the young man in gray robe suddenly turned into a museum owner in black and red clothes, looking at him with a half-smile.

Dao Yan's expression froze: Cardiac arrest!

………………

ah!!!

Dao Yan opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath.

There were big drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

The clasped hands trembled slightly.

nightmare...

It was a nightmare.

Amitabha, why is there such a dream, fortunately it is a dream.

Fortunately it was just a dream.

Dao Yan heaved a sigh of relief and raised his head.

Seeing the museum owner in black and red clothes looked at him with a half-smile.

Meet you again...Master Daoguang.

The voice paused:

Or, Guangxiao?

Dao Yan.

Second cardiac arrest!

……………………

Seeing Dao Yan, who was so frightened and almost unable to restrain himself as an eminent monk, Wei Yuan felt joyful in his heart.

Me in the past, sure enough, it's really enjoyable to bluff people like this.

It is also very pleasant to pretend in front of others.

The premise is that it is not you who is cheated.

Dao Yan managed to maintain a Buddha heart, glared at Wei Yuan, and said:

You...remember?

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, Not really.

He just got a small part of the true spirit's memory.

Then he joked, It's just that in your dream, I saw a scene where you wanted to be a teacher.

By the way, do you really want to be that gentleman's apprentice?

The handsome young monk's face turned frosty, and he flatly denied, How is that possible?

The poor monk is a monk, one who recites Buddha's name.

Mr. Na Yuan...the doctor, he just lived in my family's medical center for a few years. He saw that the poor monk's roots and qualifications were all top choices, so he entangled me hard and wanted to accept me as a disciple. In the end, the poor The monk couldn't bear the disturbance, so he had to become a monk, that's how it is.

Wei Yuan pretended to be depressed, then smiled and said, Oh, so that's how it is.

awesome.

Tiannu Jue was watching from the side. When she said this, the corners of the museum owner's mouth slightly curled up, and her originally bright eyes narrowed slightly. When she looked at it from the side, although her smile was warm and mellow, there was an inexplicable foxy look. Feel.

Wei Yuan silently put the recorder back into his cuff.

Very good, Daoyan's black history is happy to add one.

Then, he can no longer blackmail me.

This is a survival skill mastered after going through honing, and a method learned under the training of female Jiao.

Special product of Qingqiu, deterred by social death.

Wei Yuan didn't pay too much attention to this matter, and asked Dao Yan about his previous experience. The latter calmed down, and told the story of how he discovered this secret realm by accident, and then fought against the man in black Once again, as for his own incarnation in the Pure Land, the matter of protecting these people behind him was mentioned in one stroke.

in addition……

Dao Yan's voice paused, but he decided to say it: When I entered the secret realm, I saw a stone tablet. It may be the legendary Hetu Luoshu, or at least one of them. Now, the man in black robe may have already died. Go to the deepest part.

Hetu Luoshu...

Wei Yuan looked ahead, only to see a piece of pitch black, where countless peach blossoms were blooming, and the aura emanating from the shadows, even the soul could not penetrate into it, Wei Yuan pondered for a while, stretched out his fingers, and stretched out his fingers. A wisp of true spirit stretched out, almost as if voluntarily sacrificing himself to feed a tiger.

But these peach blossoms are different from the previous peach forests.

Even Wei Yuan almost opened up his superficial consciousness and fed his true spirit into their mouths.

These peach blossoms were all tense, completely unwilling to touch Wei Yuan's true spirit and memory.

Like it was the worst poison in the world.

Jue stretched out his fingers, and a ray of breeze flew in, and was also guided by the formation of peach blossoms to deviate from his position. He was a little surprised, and Dao Yan over there also made his own attempt, with a gloomy expression, and said slowly :

It seems that the array of peach blossoms has turned into a secret realm within a secret realm. What we see looks like peach blossoms, but inside are actually 'worlds'. That person can't stop him, and he can't even bring out this The true power of a large formation in the Peach Blossom Land, but it can still be done simply by using these formations of the highest standard to stop us.

If the poor monk's guess is correct, this should be the formation of the Age of Gods.

It may even be something before the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

Only the power of the Age of Gods can make such unreasonable supernatural powers.

Dao Yan spoke slowly, deliberately exaggerating the matter.

Then he looked at Wei Yuan, wanting to see the astonishment on the latter's face.

Then of course it failed.

...

The monk silently looked away, feeling a certain aggrieved feeling that he wanted to show off but was dissolved in an invisible way.

Is it from the Age of Gods...

Wei Yuan stretched out his fingers to touch the peach blossoms. After refusing to touch Wei Yuan's dream, these peach blossoms finally showed their own speciality, but just now the outermost peach blossoms almost swallowed Qin Yuan and Feng Feng. Siyu was so forced that he instinctively used Zhurong magic, but Zhang Ruosu was not disturbed by it.

And the defense on the inside is stronger than that on the outside.

Dao Yan pulled out the dagger and tried it.

It was extremely tough, like the fur of a tiger, but its hardness was not inferior to that of scale armor.

Dao Yan let out a breath of foul air, used Buddhist supernatural powers, and with a little perception, he said slowly: This secret place is very strange. If you walk according to the perception of ordinary people, that person is eight hundred miles away. All are peach blossoms like this.

Almost incomprehensible.

Dao Yan frowned and thought for a long time, but he was still helpless: It's too late.

The land of nine secluded places.

Relying on the existence of Wei Yuan and Jue, Zhu Jiuyin and Jiutian Xuannv evolved the secrets of heaven, and 'seeing' this scene in the world, the stern-looking woman held a peach blossom in her hand and said: ...that god praised father With the peach grove transformed from the cane as the foundation, it is very difficult to evolve this secret realm in the human world.

Even if I enter now, it will be difficult to break through this peach forest.

It seems that this little guy has nothing to do this time.

Xuannv evolved what happened in the depths of the peach forest, but there was something that could not be evolved, so there was always a blank space in this picture, Xuannv frowned slightly, and still tried to deduce that blank place, but the more As it evolves, that blank space gets bigger and bigger.

Zhu Jiuyin was thoughtful.

But Wei Yuan knew what was in the depths.

There is a high probability that it is the Hetu Luoshu stele. Looking at the frowning Dao Yan, the latter tried to break through with Buddhist supernatural powers, but the eight hundred miles of peach blossoms are connected, at least at this moment. Wei Yuan looked at Dao Yan, Dao Yan :This is……

Dao Yan frowned, and replied: Buddhist supernatural powers, all omissions can be understood, and fate can be understood.

However, it cannot be broken.

Leujintong cuts off all the perceptions and confusions of the three realms, plus Fatetong. If the two are combined, it could have forcibly broken what that person did, but the formation of the Age of Gods is too difficult...

He gritted his teeth and hated secretly.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful.

Leak all the way...

He raised his palm and imitated Dao Yan's appearance.

Dao Yan glanced at him, and said in a bad mood: Leujintong is the highest among the six magical powers of my Buddhist school. I don't know how many monks who can burn relics will have the power of heavenly eyes or magic feet in their lifetime, and the power of fate can't do it. To reach, not to mention to miss.

You do not want……

Wei Yuan's five fingers slowly clasped together.

Dao Yan's voice stopped abruptly.

There seemed to be nothing around, and golden streamers emerged.

This, this is...?!

Dao Yan made a slip of the tongue for a moment, feeling dazed that he was absolutely crushed in the field of absolute confidence.

The surrounding Buddha light shines all over, like a glass body, Wei Yuan just tried it, and didn't expect to use it, but the last thing he remembered was the old monk who was pressing his hand on his head, the gentle feeling in the palm was still there, but I am but alone.

Now, although the power of the Buddhist Enlightened One has dissipated, his enlightenment still remains.

And the perception is also being consumed rapidly.

Wei Yuan was silent, his eyes slightly closed.

It seemed that the monk behind him was still watching him quietly.

So swordsmanship and Buddhist supernatural powers are combined at this moment.

With the understanding of fate in Buddhism as a guide, you can know the destiny and the things you have done in the millions of lives of yourself and the six realms of the six realms, and the three thousand troubles will be completely cut off, so the cause and effect are united. To go, there is only one cause and one effect, from the beginning to the end.

Use Buddhist supernatural powers to lock the enemy with cause and effect in reverse, and then release the sword.

From this side to the other side, use your body as a boat, and cross the boundless sea of suffering with one sword.

Cut off cause and effect, cut long-cherished wishes, cut off the other side, and cut through the Buddha.

Therefore,

Everything is indestructible.

Five fingers clasped together.

In an instant, there seemed to be a wave of boundless vigor sweeping across, and it seemed to be just everyone's illusion. The world froze, and then, eight hundred miles ahead of the peach forest, every peach tree and every peach blossom slowly burst from the middle, one by one. Dissipated in an instant.

All obstacles in the road ahead have been removed.

The young man in a black coat with red patterns retracted his palm.

Saw it.

But like an epee without a front, it exudes a sense of oppression that no one can ignore.

...you can go.

he said.

The formation of the age of gods.

The peach grove left by Kuafu——

One sword, broken.

Dao Yan looked at the Buddha's light slowly dissipating in the void, and his voice was hoarse:

You... have practiced Buddhism?

Cultivate Buddhism? No...