Museum of Demons

The atmosphere in Donggui's trio became more solemn as time passed.

Frankly speaking, when playing games, how many times when you meet a pig teammate, you can't wait to pick up the display screen or mobile phone and give him a death charge or indestructible grip on the spot, death whip, of course, in reality, everyone generally will More polite.

But that's average.

The water monkey's palms were clenched, and there were veins on his forehead.

The fangs became sharper, and even the nails on the palms gradually returned to the black color of the ape demon god.

Little by little he raised his head.

Looking at the old Taoist in front of him, who was watching his nose, nose, and heart, a grin appeared on his face, and then he said angrily:

It's just you, right?

The bastard who cheated me more than ninety times?!

Roaring angrily, he shot with a grinning grin.

The resentment of more than ninety years of kneeling almost turned into black resentment visible to the naked eye, surrounding the water monkey, as if he was about to pull out a stick on the spot and give you a headshot blow. The old Taoist priest Zhang Ruosu stroked his beard with his right hand, without changing his face: In fact, this is the account of the poor Taoist brother Ah Xuan.

He played really badly.

Pindao couldn't stand it anymore, so he helped him take over.

You should have the impression that you have won many times before.

The water monkey's fist stopped abruptly, and the fist was only 0.01 centimeters away from the bridge of the old Taoist's nose. He wondered, Didn't you hit that?

not me.

It's really not you?

It's really not me.

Don't tell lies?

The old man was upright and awe-inspiring, and said in a trembling voice:

Poverty never cheats!

good.

The water monkey sat down on the cloud and said, Then let's have a game.

Zhang Ruosu was ambitious and nodded confidently.

Hmph, it has already opened today.

It's not the same as in the past.

Now I feel that, with fighting intent and sword energy like frost, the old man is invincible in the world, this must be three kills and five kills, otherwise how can he be worthy of the head of Vishnu? Right? What the hell, a land-divine aggregate, you gotta deserve a pentakill, right, right?

can not be lower.

Wei Yuan was helpless.

A moment later, with the sound of the crystal bursting, the old Taoist stared at the gray on the phone with his eyes and nose in a burning posture. The cloud beside him seemed to be turning black. The water monkey grinned and said, You , what else do you want to say?!

The old Taoist calmed down, looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, and said:

I was thinking, who am I?

Where is this place?

Where is the end of our life? What does it mean for the universe?

Lao Dao directly entered the sage mode of thinking about life and the universe.

***!! You are a scumbag!!!

Huai Shui Huojun directly broke the defense.

yell

Simple mouth smell, ultimate enjoyment.

The water monkey gritted his teeth. Except for that worm, Gengchen, he never wanted to beat a guy so much in his life. He said angrily: I don't think you have ever won in your life!

Zhang Ruosu was furious: Nonsense!

The veteran won the first battle of the game, Super God!

Isn't that a teaching level?! Pit!

Aren't you a scam!

The water monkey opened his eyes angrily: If it weren't for you, how could I be in such a miserable situation!!! In all fairness, the water monkey's skills are quite powerful, but his character is unruly and stubborn, so he doesn't believe anyone else is himself. Can't move.

Grandma's, it's against you, I still can't bring it to you? !

The old heavenly master told him with practical performance.

Indeed, you can't carry it.

Generally speaking, normal people give up.

And Wuzhiqi is a tough guy, most people don't hit the south wall and don't look back. He belongs to the type who doesn't turn back when he hits the south wall. He gritted his teeth desperately to win this dragger He even specially studied the pass with four pits on one leg.

And it turns out.

Whenever he makes some progress, the old master can always give him a black-out operation.

By the way, when he realized that he was disturbed, his style of play was also dragged into the pit by the old man and he couldn't get out.

Because of Qingniu, the two guys didn't fight on the spot, and finally Wu Zhiqi was furious:

Single out!

One-on-one is one-on-one!

The two start the heads-up mode of the game.

Wei Yuan glanced at it, only to see that Wuzhiqi's operating character was almost the same as the red BUFF of anger, beating up the old Tianshi's swordsman in a hurry, and the old Tianshi's crystal was about to be pushed away. At the time, the old Taoist stretched his right leg without changing his expression.

He kicked on the cloud under Wuzhiqi's buttocks.

Earth Demon has seventy-two supernatural powers, ranking fourth——

No water!

Clouds are also water.

As long as you are water, you are banned!

The water monkey is engrossed in playing the game.

Didn't notice it at all.

The cloud was kicked away with a puff, and the water monkey subconsciously increased his strength, and the phone disappeared with a click. The old master directly wiped out the game character of the water monkey with a big backhand, and then pushed the crystal wildly, winning in the end.

Ha ha ha ha……

The old Taoist looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, stroking his beard with a refreshed face:

Little brother, don't be discouraged, you will soon be in the realm of poverty.

Water monkey: ...

Hard, hard.

The fist hardened.

Wuzhiqi looked at his phone and said, How about another solo round?

Solo is to single out, the old Taoist nodded refreshedly.

Wu Zhiqi said: I choose the monkey.

Zhang Ruosu: The veteran is still a swordsman, your mobile phone can still...

Before the words fell, the water monkey directly pinched the collar of the old Taoist priest with one hand, and one person and one monkey fled away. Qi, this movement is outrageous compared to the world view of the game.

He withdrew his gaze and stroked the green bull with his palm. The speed along the way was not slow, and he was about to reach the border. Not far ahead, it was the territory of Shenzhou, and then there was the Hangu Pass back then. He and the boss Qingniu chatted, saying that Lao Dan was in good spirits from what he saw and heard along the way.

Lao Dan, the Sanqing in Taoist legends, various modern novels say that he is the Taoist Tianzun, let him stand side by side with the other two Tianzun, and even gradually, he is no longer the head of the Sanqing, but even so It is respected by people, and it is an existence with a strong status in no matter what kind of legends.

But he is far greater than all fiction.

Because he is the beginning.

Lao Dan is a god?

Qingniu shook his head: He is human.

He is just a human being. There are no such gods or that gods in the world. Where are there so many gods? I have heard that he is the incarnation of the Supreme Lord in the sky. He is a god who came to the world.

But there is no Laojun, no Lingbao Tianzun, no Yuanshi Tianzun, this and that are just fictional people, they are fake, but Lao Dan is real, he is a mortal. Perhaps, They want to add various legends to him, maybe this is because they can't believe it.

It's like, how can a person do such a thing?

Only the reincarnation of the strongest god is reasonable.

The old blue cow laughed and said:

Old Dan will definitely laugh because of the confusion of the younger generation when he knows.

He is indeed just a human being, the kind of person who will die, so what?

As a human being, he has gone through a lifetime in the world, and then opened up such legends, becoming the starting point of the Tao.

There is no Sanqing, no heavenly mother, no gods. If you follow the path of the Tao, you will be just an ordinary old man at the front. Isn't this more magnificent and majestic than the aloofness of the gods?

The myth of Yanhuang, in the final analysis, is the myth of the creatures on the earth.

When I saw the national border in the distance, the solo veteran and Wuzhiqi all the way came back.

I admit, I just spoke a little loudly!

However, you are lying about this, I will not take it back!

The old Taoist spoke plausibly.

The orbit of the right eye was bruised and purple, and the eyes were blurred into a slit.

I don't know who I learned this punch from.

Specially pick the eyes and ruthless.

But Wu Zhiqi's white hair was messy, as if it had been bitten by a dog.

He was cut directly by the sword energy and became the leader of the Burial Love Family.

Just now neither one person nor one monkey could exert all their strength. The monkey's body was locked honestly under the Huai River, and the old Taoist's sword was not out of its sheath. No one took advantage of a solo.

Wei Yuan suspected that if the water monkey knew that the old man in front might be the reincarnation of Geng Chen.

Then it wouldn't be such a little game.

If you think about it this way, the death star above the old master's head is quite bright.

If Wei Yuan thought about it, but he had already reached the national border, the old celestial master raised his hand and pressed it, and healed the scar with his own energy. Otherwise, staring at a dark circle to see the Taoist disciples of various sects would be a little bit unavoidable. Too bad.

The face is still needed.

If not, the black cats will teach him what face is.

Longhushan Meow Meow series of punches.

This thing really has boxing scores.

Special attack on celestial masters.

When crossing the border, there were already new hillsides and obstacles in front of him. When the old Taoist stepped down, he stretched out his hand and touched the intersection point between the Shenzhou and North Indian systems, and said with emotion: Senior two thousand years ago, with Daozu left Hangu Pass in the west, and on this journey back to the east, let the poor Taoist open the way for you.

And point to sweep.

The sword that had been stored for a hundred years screamed several times, and exploded violently.

Sword and scabbard separated.

This sword, which has been stored for a hundred years, is not for slaying demons, nor for killing gods. The white hair is like frost and snow, and the Taoist wooden hairpin is just swept with one finger. .

The straw shoes took a step forward.

Zhang Ruosu is poor.

Open the way for my Taoist ancestors to return to the homeland of China.

Every mountain opens up a mountain, and when it encounters water, it will cut off the water.

cut.

His tone was flat and indifferent.

A sword is slashed out calmly, the sword energy is unmatched, the boundary between the two countries, the barrier of the age of gods, is instantly broken, the part of the contact between the Indian god system and the Shenzhou heaven system has a crack, the sword energy is scattered, and a smooth path is opened up. Zhi Qi felt a little fuzzy, and then felt a little wasteful.

Such sword energy and sword momentum, which had been stored for a hundred years, poured out in one breath.

It is too extravagant.

Are you... not wasting it?

The Taoist turned his back to Wuzhiqi, pointed his right hand at the ground, his sleeves were torn, and the sword raised in his youth whistled and circled around him, falling into the scabbard. The Taoist said softly:

This sword is actually the happiest for the poor.

Two thousand years ago, Taoist ancestor left Hangu Pass in the west.

Two thousand years later, Pindao welcomes the remains of the ancestor back.

The old Taoist bowed his hands slightly, free and unrestrained, even though he was old, but the demeanor of the sword fairy for a moment was still enough to be called peerless, calmly said:

Please do not……

The old Taoist laughed and said:

Welcome home.

……………………

The road ahead was already smooth, and after a long time, Wei Yuan led the old cow into Hangu Pass, and a young or old Taoist walked out in front of him. They were dressed in different styles of clothes, and they were even somewhat hostile to each other. A sword, or a hairpin, or gray hair.

They all stepped forward, holding Dharma swords in both hands.

There are no loud shouts or shocking words. The monks of each sect and sect form their own seals, or whisper their own Dao Zang in their mouths. There are all kinds of them, as if the sky is full of stars, and this flame, And follow the starting point of all paths.

That is the old man who once left Hangu Pass on a green bull.

There is no sanqing, nothing too high.

But Daozu is real.

The five thousand virtues are true, and so is the dual cultivation of life and life.

Before you, there was no Dao. After you, the sky is already full of stars. The last five thousand characters are like flames, which circulate separately, bloom and bear fruit, and finally collide with each other, finally turning into this magnificent view. Lao Dan was born, The master entered the world, one yin and one yang, which will last forever in Yanhuang.

Respect Daozu.

It's not respecting the Tao, but the ancestors.

Not only did it feel the wind in his hometown, Qingniu suddenly became more powerful after stepping on the Hangu Pass, as if he could still follow the path of the past, walking faster and faster, talking to Wei Yuan while walking A little bit of the past.

When Wei Yuan turned his head.

But I saw that the eyes of the old cow had dimmed. He was too old, so old that his eyes could hardly see anymore, but his steps were strong, but he still remembered every step he took when he left his hometown more than two thousand years ago—— This is where Hedan walked.

This is the place where the Master once sighed.

This is where Yuan was picked up.

He smiled and said, It's the place where I picked you up.

Wei Yuan looked at the old cow's gray eyes and said, Yes, you were so strong back then.

The speed of the old cow was getting faster and faster, and finally the old cow was almost galloping. He walked up to a mountain in Ludi, took a deep breath, then bent his limbs, and put his cheek against the land. It is the middle of winter now. , There is no green grass at all, and some are just weeds.

Qingniu took a bite of the dry grass leaves in his hometown, and murmured:

That's the taste...

that is.

I'm back.

But, Kongqiu, Laodan, Zilu, Duanmu, where are you... I can't find you... The old Qingniu suddenly choked up and burst into tears.

Wei Yuan slowly raised his palm, and then pressed it on the old cow's forehead.

Qingniu's consciousness seemed to rise, he widened his eyes, saw the light in front of him, saw the green grass, saw the old master raised his head, looked at himself with a smile, and Zilu next to him was biting a leaf, seeing Duanmu Ci and Yan Hui.

He found his strength regained.

He is more powerful than when he was young.

He stood up and walked towards the teacher who was walking forward, towards Zilu, towards Lao Dan, and the smiling Siddhartha, but when he was halfway there, he turned around and looked at the young man who stayed where he was. Those who show hesitation.

Finally the boy smiled and waved his hand.

So Qingniu turned his head and ran towards those people with big strides.

But in reality, the old Taoist saw the extremely old Qingniu open his eyes, finally licked the palm of the controller with his dry tongue, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind. Reincarnated, but scattered into the Yanhuang land.

The old Taoist looked at Wei Yuan half kneeling on the ground, quietly, and did not speak.

Then Wei Yuan got up slowly.

The way of immortality is always auspicious, and the way of ghosts is always evil.

Gao Shangqing Lingshuang, elegy sings space.

King Zhou Ling was born in the second year.

I met my wife five years ago.

Traveled around the world for fourteen years.

In the 41st year of King Jing of Zhou, Laodan went west to Hangu Pass.

Pointing to Sakyamuni.

Sakyamuni died.

Protect the Buddha's bones and roads.

Two thousand four hundred and fifty years of cold and heat, one million six hundred and twenty-four thousand days and nights.

Welcome back.

The old Taoist looked at the young man who staggered to his feet, and couldn't tell for a while whether it was him who was so deep as the deep ocean, and he couldn't see clearly, or he was the usually talkative museum owner, and Wei Yuan took out a gemstone, casually fling.

Zhang Ruosu caught it, it was the mythical concept of the North Indian sun god: This is...

Thinking of the bearded man, Wei Yuan closed his eyes and said softly:

I tried.

Useless.

He can't come back.

You know how to use this thing...

Wei Yuan walked past the old Taoist.

The old Taoist was worried, and subconsciously asked, Where are you going?

Wei Yuan said, Me?

I... want to go home...

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