Museum of Demons

You go, you go! What are you talking about, you!

Fuck, old man Zhang, calm down, calm down...wait for me, I'll be there soon.

Wait for you!

The sword in the man's hand, pull out the five mountains and cover Chicheng!

Look at my five kills!

Accompanied by the sound of interlacing weapons and the sharp and high-pitched killing sound, the screen in the hands of the old master suddenly turned gray, and even the old man seemed to be burned out. A kind of intelligent eyes stared at the screen deeply, as if this was his lover.

There is no doubt that this sentence has lost again.

Lin Shouyi sneered and said, Master Zhang, what do you think, please tell me.

The old Taoist was silent, and said weakly: I really think that I can fight back.

Anti-kill your ass!

The old suzerain of the Shangqing sect directly uttered a foul language.

Glancing at the red failure, the corners of his eyes twitched.

The soft heavenly master who was said to have no temper by his old friend shrank his neck and said with a dry smile: Yes yes yes, it's a fart, old man Lin, calm down. The old Taoist poured a cup of tea for his friend , and then patted the back and rubbed the shoulders of the only friend who ranked 20th in a row and was willing to play games with him.

Everyone knows it up and down Longhu Mountain.

This old celestial master who has lived for more than two years has a bad temper and always carries candy in his arms. Any little Taoist priest can get more candy from him. If you want to ask the old Taoist Daozang, He will also happily explain it to you.

Of course, in addition to this, the game thief is stinky, obviously his tactics are very obstructive, and he likes to rush forward.

For example, if you like spicy food, for example, you are a fanatical cat slave.

It seems that I often take heart medicine recently.

Another example is that he likes to drink very much and is watched by the little Taoist priests all over Longhu Mountain and is not allowed to drink. If he is caught by the little Taoist priests while drinking, he has to hand it over honestly. It was a hide-and-seek experience with this old celestial master.

The old heavenly master sighed, and didn't know what happened.

The teammate who often ranks with him recently is not online today.

It seems to be a hero who is going to go out to play another game. Without a teammate who is as good as himself, the old master has no choice but to be ranked first in the friend list. When that guy comes back, he will Someone is with me.

Sit back to your seat, and laughed and said, how about another game?

Lin Shouyi was helpless.

The old master is the kind of guy who is addicted to vegetables in the legend.

Just as Zhang Ruosu was about to say let’s play another game, Zhang Ruosu lowered his head, and saw that the phone vibrated again, and a special tone, which represented a message from a museum owner who was not doing business, the old Taoist’s face froze for a moment, The corner of his mouth twitched.

again? !

You have gone abroad, what else can you take out?

I am an old man, but I have already been immune to your 'attack'!

The old Taoist lowered his head, and a line of words appeared in his eyes - The Taoist ancestor returned to the country.

Zhang Ruosu's first reaction was——

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The tomb of my Patriarch Longhushan is well protected!

He blurted out directly:

Go, Ah Xuan, go to the Patriarch's Tomb to have a look...

It took a second to realize what it was.

The voice of the old Taoist stopped abruptly.

Wait……

Daozu? !

Not Patriarch, Dao Patriarch?

Zhang Ruosu's expression froze, and then he jumped on the spot, jumped up, and whispered: Daozu, Daozu...

Old Dan?

The west?!

Lin Shouyi came back after making a pot of tea, looked suspiciously at the old man who seemed to have been electrified, clicked on Matching casually, and said, What's wrong?

It's true, I don't know what to say about you when there is a calmness in every major event.

Zhang Ruosu took a deep breath, with a blank face, and said:

Ancestor Dao, that brat Wei Yuan dug out the slough of the patriarch...

Huh?!! When did this kid know the nine-door kung fu of searching for dragons and asking acupuncture points? Wait a minute... Patriarch, no, Zhang Daoling Patriarch Heavenly Master is clearly here...

Lin Shouyi's expression froze, and he murmured:

Is that the Patriarch?

is that one.

The biggest one?

The biggest one.

grass!

Lin Shouyi, who had always been gentle and refined, stood up abruptly. His heart was stuffy for a moment, as if he couldn't breathe, and then he started beating violently, his lips trembling a little: Old Dan, Li Er... the real Daoist Patriarch?!

There is no Sanqing compiled later, there is no other this venerable, that venerable.

That is the beginning of all Tao.

It is the prototype of the moral deity that really exists in the real world.

too much!

The two old Taoist priests who were more than two hundred years old together were dumbfounded, and Zhang Ruosu got up slowly:

Old Lin.

I have to trouble you to inform the other Taoist disciples.

Lin Shouyi's complexion changed slightly.

Zhang Ruosu took out the celestial master's order from his bosom, put it on the table, and said in a gentle voice: Three caves, four assistants, seven jade hubs are the main ones, the thirty-six caves in Shenzhou, and the seventy-two blessed places, as long as they still exist in the world, there will be three generations in the sect. Those who are disciples or above, if they are not performing official duties, will all hold Dharma swords and jade talismans and head to the west.

Where are you going?

Hangu Pass, welcome the ancestor's remains.

Zhang Ruosu said: You will lead the team.

Lin Shouyi held up the order of the Heavenly Master with both hands, and said, Respect the decree of the Heavenly Master.

Wait, what about you?

He reacted.

Zhang Ruosu smiled and said, I'll pick him up.

He has a bad temper, candy in his sleeve robe, squints his eyes when he smiles, and the old Taoist priest who has never won a game gestures with his palms, and said softly: It may be troublesome on the way, the patriarch went west out of Hangu Guan, we disciples of the younger generation will of course have to bring him back, the three-phase god or something is not a good guy.

As for the seal here, there is no problem with that celestial girl.

The Taoist celestial master took off the gray Taoist robe on his body, put it on the table, turned and walked out.

One step at a time.

The lotus pond in the back mountain was filled with dragon and tiger aura, and the purple golden lotus on the dragon and tiger mountain inside was silent, blooming one after another, Lin Shouyi was in a daze, seeing the old Taoist's sleeves rolled up, the dragon and tiger's luck was naturally achieved, roaring lowly, he seemed to be in a trance again. I saw the scene I saw when I was young.

It is a Taoist sword fairy who walks back to Shenzhou step by step after crossing the world with a sword.

And that pair of ruthless and cold eyes.

When he was young, he was arrogant and arrogant, with a sword in his hand, he dared to turn the world upside down.

One sword defeats the entire Taoist sect.

Come to Tianshi.

Recalling that year, the old suzerain of the Shangqing sect could not help but whisper:

Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the king of clouds is coming and going...

The tiger drums and the luan return to the carriage, and the immortals line up like hemp.

He still remembered that the sword fairy in Taoist green shirt sealed his saber.

Only occasionally, Taoists on duty at night would hear the neighing sound of sword energy in the clear night.

At that time, the sword energy pouring out of the sheath was as cold as a moonlit night, penetrating into the bones.

It has killed too many creatures, it is an unknown sword.

The graceful sword fairy smiled and whispered: I can still feel their souls screaming in the sword body. When my sword comes out of the sheath, I will definitely kill something, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I will always guard Their unwilling souls.

I will.

If you talk about the foundation of Taoism, it is enough to look down on Zhang Daoling; and if you talk about swordsmanship, it is not inferior to Lu Dongbin of the Tang Dynasty. The Taoist who changed the rules of the extraordinary age of the world, the celestial master.

Zhang Ruosu...

Lin Shouyi's heart was shaken and complicated.

Are you finally going down the mountain?

Land fairy...

His eyes were lost.

Then I saw the domineering and fierce Tianshi come back in a hurry, and said awkwardly while walking quickly: Then what, forgot, forgot... He went straight to his bedroom, squatting like a toad On the ground, I stretched out my hand to grab a little bit, pulled out a bundle, rummaged through it, but couldn't find it.

In the end, he found his saber from a gap in the wall.

Hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, and step on the wall with one foot.

Only then did he pull out the sword with all his strength.

The old man said embarrassingly: I forgot, there are one or two Jiazi who haven't used a sword before.

Ahem, what, Lao Lin, I'll take a step first.

Take someone to the back and hurry up. We're playing games when we come back. Don't worry, I promise you won't cheat.

Lin Shouyi, who was immersed in the memories of the powerful and powerful young sword fairy, turned green and white for a while, and couldn't help but want to swear, the number one sword fairy, get out, so the old master rolled down the mountain like shit, He promised to buy candy for the little Taoist priest and came back, promised not to drink secretly again, and showed the way for the young couple who went to Longhu Mountain to ask for a lottery.

Below Longhu Mountain, he patted the hem of his gray clothes, and the old Taoist voice was free and easy:

All the weather is turbulent, and my way is prosperous.

The sword walks in the world.

But Lin Shouyi didn't realize it until he was laughed angrily by his old friend, and his expression froze.

Turned his head sharply.

In the place where the saber was stored just now, the meaning of the sword is as clear as water.

The strongest sword fairy in the Taoism for thousands of years.

Holding the sword.

downhill.

………………

Qunv outside the city.

The Sun Jie sword whistled slightly. After Wei Yuan left, the wind blew over here. Slowly, traces of true spirit flowed from the sword. Legend has it that this place is his most nostalgic hometown, and in the end, this strand of true spirit turned into a tall bearded man.

The last true spirit of King Jieri has already lost his ego.

It's just a simple thing that remains after the washing of history.

It was Wei Yuan who kept him here, so that the thoughts left by the king on the land regrouped.

He sat cross-legged next to the place where Wei Yuan used to sit, quietly looking at his country and the traces left by his legend. The man, with ripples in his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold the wine bowl.

suddenly,

The true spirit of King Jieri paused.

A blue arm pierced directly through his heart.

King Jie Ri's expression froze.

The aura of the true spirit that belonged to the legendary reincarnation of Da Ri was condensed, which is why his true spirit still remained a little, and then he was held. He lowered his head and looked at the palm that pierced through him, with an unbelievable expression on his face. Then suddenly became angry and ferocious, and roared out, the eyes that were already blank and empty, the will was concentrated.

He turned around abruptly and saw the existence that was attacking him.

The king is dressed in a yellow silk garment, his complexion is blue, and his face is like a full moon.

The eyes are like blooming lotus petals, and the chest is decorated with gemstone Qiao Shitu postscript.

Vishnu!!!

King Jieri had already held the sword in his right hand, and he mustered his last courage to draw the sword, but at this moment, Vishnu withdrew his palm suddenly, and the remaining true spirit of the sun god collapsed, and everyone When Beard's palm touched the Sun Jie Sword, it turned into dust, and scattered like smoke like the Sun Jie Empire in the past.

His vision suddenly became dark and dim, from the corner of his eye.

Even the Sword of Jieri, which represented friendship, turned into powder in the end.

The powder fell into the wine bowl with the wind, polluting Chang'an's fine wine.

deep……

This is the last voice left by King Jie Ri.

Run away...

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