Museum of Demons

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Bu Zhou Shanshen's heart skipped a beat.

Oops!

It's revealed!

This young boy is not really up-to-earth, and actually plots against the old man.

Buzhou Mountain God hates it secretly.

Such a design old man.

Is this young boy still a fox cub?

From the corner of his eyes, he quickly glanced at the concubine Chang Xi over there. If he wakes up, Di Jun will definitely appear in the future. Let alone the violent Xi He, Chang Xi, who tends to be quiet and cold, will be very happy. Accompanied by Di Jun to visit.

At that time, the vest will be worn out, and the reputation will be ruined.

Don't I want to become the weakest of the top ten peaks directly?

Became the shame of the top ten?

No, absolutely not!

Besides, after waking up, the imperial concubine Chang Xi and this fox cub of the human race will definitely be scruples about him, so the conflicts and quarrels between each other will definitely be restrained, and it will not look good... Ah no, I mean, no I mean, no no no.

Whether to wake up or eat melons, this is a choice.

But it's not a choice at all.

The old man Bu Zhoushan made a decisive decision, his eyes were empty, his eyes were no longer focused, and he pretended to be dead with a breath-holding technique that was comparable to Fuxi. Excitedly opened his eyes.

Wei Yuan lowered his head, but couldn't discern the change of his breath.

At most, he is the new generation of this era. There is still a huge gap between the Buzhou Mountain God who supports the heaven and the earth. ?

Still haven't woken up.

Wei Yuan regretted it, and then wiped the old man's body with wind and water supernatural powers, covering Chang Xi, took out the clean clothes he bought outside, and replaced the tattered linen clothes on the old man with a The texture is ordinary, but it is comfortable to wear blue cloth clothes.

Really, I wanted to say it yesterday. There is something wrong with this old man's family.

Don't take care of it.

When washing the old man's hair, the water was changed into several large basins.

It was as if it had been buried in that mountain for hundreds of years.

The water washed out was not water at all, it was almost mud in pots.

In the end, Wei Yuan massaged the muscles and bones on the back of the old man who was knocked down by him, and after dredging the blood, he broke out in a cold sweat because of the injury on his body. On the contrary, it was the white-haired old man who was dredged by Qi. Qimai, after washing again, changed into warm clothes.

It finally doesn't look like it was picked up from the mountain.

Chang Xi watched coldly, watching Wei Yuan finally sit on the ground grinning because of his injuries, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, and said, It's hard for me to cross the river, but I still have time to take care of other people, human race, you and your performance on the battlefield now. What came out was different.

Sitting on the chair, Wei Yuan grinned, It's nothing different.

After all, I knocked this old man down, so I should take good care of him.

You can't just walk away.

Chang Xi sneered.

Wei Yuan slowed down, moved his body, and tidied up all the materials he had prepared before. The imperial concubine Chang Xi felt bored even if she was watching from the sidelines. With one hand on her chin, even if she transformed into a mortal, the brilliance of her eyebrows and eyes flowed. Still touching, said: What are you going to do?

Wei Yuan chopped the ingredients piece by piece. At this time, he didn't need to think about other things, but he was relaxed and happy, and said, The way Zhu Jiuyin said.

He pointed to the shocking penetrating wound on his body.

The will of the strong is above the imprint of the Great Sun in the sky. The Great Sun in the Great Desolation is the core thing that directly projects many small worlds. If you don’t try to find a way to recover from the injury, this injury may follow Wei Yuan for hundreds of years, hundreds of years, Even immortal for a thousand years.

Mythological concepts restrain each other.

Kunlun's realms are immortal, but it will make such injuries more difficult to heal.

The sun is the sun, if you don't use the most yin and pure things to disperse... When Wei Yuan said this, he had no intention at all, but the imperial concubine Chang Xi snorted coldly, as if thinking of what Zhu Jiuyin said Wei Yuan didn't care about the Yuehua Yulu, and said, I didn't intend to rob you either.

After all, Wei Yuan couldn't possibly do anything to Chang Xi.

The relationship between the current situation, between the human world and the wilderness, although the relationship between Wei Yuan and Di Jun is bad, but it is only at the stage of confrontation. If something happens to Chang Xi, then the relationship may directly deteriorate to the point of endless death. The human world cannot afford such a situation. severe impact.

The Emperor of Heaven, Dijun, is currently only sending the Great Wilderness forces to join the battle.

It's really immortal, I'm afraid it's the one who can be called the number one in the age of gods, and only the Emperor Fuxi and Wa can suppress one of them. The Emperor of Heaven will come directly to the mortal world. He has been missing for thousands of years, and no one can cure him now.

And Wei Yuan was also worried that he would hurt Chang Xi on his side, and Di Jun on the other side would turn to Dayu.

Come on, hurt each other!

Another kind of Tushan deterrent.

Wei Yuan cursed in his heart.

In public and private, although he kidnapped Chang Xi.

It is also necessary to maintain the high-standard treatment of the captives.

Rice porridge has to be served with small pickles.

It's like he defends someone who has to order a poached egg to eat instant noodles.

As for the injuries on the body, I can only choose another solution, but there is nothing to hide: Since it cannot be resolved with the yin, then we can only use other methods to separate the yang, Zhu Jiu Yin gave me several methods.

The first one is refined by the vastness of the sky, bred the distraction of the Great Sun, and mastered part of the power of the Golden Crow. In the absence of the Golden Crow itself, it can refine the fake and the real, and control part of the power of the mythical concept of the Great Sun, master the high temperature, Lighting, speed and other similar concept powers, if you can find Xiaoqian world, they can even exist as false gods.

Chang Xi frowned: It's a very powerful method.

She commented fairly: Are you going to choose this?

Wei Yuan said: No.

Chang Xi was just about to habitually sneer at him with a few words of high-sightedness and low-handedness, his vision is really high enough.

In this way, the way to heal the injury and transform it into one's own fighting ability is ingenious.

Even the means that can directly replace the power of the big sun in the small world are not in the eyes of Yun Yun.

Wei Yuan added: I have killed a similar Sun God in the world.

It's a bit strenuous, but it can be killed.

Chang Xi: ...

There was a moment of silence.

In the end, he just sneered and turned his head away.

Ah……

Thinking of the Great Sun God in Beiyin, Wei Yuan said, The second method is to look for the evil energy of the earth veins.

Using the qi of the earth's yin to refine the sun and the sun, and finally turn it into a flame supernatural power that gathers yin and yang, just like the earth and fire burning the sky, with both high temperature and fire poison, it is quite pungent, and it can be left behind at once. The raging flames of the fire break into the earth and directly create a huge active volcano, which belongs to the scope of supernatural powers.

This is also... Chang Xi was about to speak, but after a slight pause, he said, You don't know how to choose either.

If you would choose, you wouldn't tell me.

Wei Yuan smiled and said, Smart.

I also released something similar on an island country in the world.

It can only be said that it is still very useful as fireworks.

Yeah, it's pretty pretty.

Chang Xi was silent.

Then what do you choose?

Wei Yuan cut up the side dishes and put them in the bowl, and stacked them up by category. The small cart that pushed Chang Xi down earlier was slightly modified and turned into a very standard snack cart in the world of China. He said with a smile: The third method , is also the most recommended method by Zhu Jiuyin. Use the fireworks in the world and the lights of thousands of houses to heat up the high temperature of the sun.

Then, with the wish power of thousands of lights in the world, we can extract the flames of the great sun, and maybe we can make a lamp.

Make a lamp? Chang Xi pondered:

There are many lamp-shaped treasures.

Can this lamp have magical powers and mystical powers, and can communicate the concepts of heaven, earth and mythology?

cannot.

Can you outline vitality, trigger natural disasters and changes in the sky for hundreds of miles?

also can not.

Chang Xi said disdainfully: Then Zhu Jiuyin recommended this method to you, and it seems that he didn't know you much. What's the use of the so-called fireworks in the world, lamps made of thousands of lights?

Wei Yuan didn't refute her, but said softly:

Zhu Jiuyin said that the road in Jiuyou is cold and quiet, life and death are quiet, like falling into a dark river, no light can be seen, deep and dead, the soul at that stage is the most dazed and unwilling, even if it hasn't dissipated, but I can't condense, I can't see the way forward, I can't see the way back, I can only stand in the same place with the last bit of will, and dissipate in a daze.

Although the light of this lamp is weak, it may be able to illuminate a little way home for those who died here.

The way home?

Chang Xi's expression changed slightly: Is it the treasure of Jiuyou Huiyang?!

No, I can't return to the sun.

Wei Yuan's voice paused, thinking of those heroic souls who rushed to the battlefield of the wilderness with the thought of dying, and replied: At least, I can let them take a last look at the direction of their hometown.

That's why I'm still very grateful for the choice Zhu Jiuyin gave me.

He thought of the tall, handsome woman in the blue shirt, and recalled the phrase this is the special treatment of the God of the Nine Serenity in that bit of spiritual light.

I have to say that the choice given by the other party is the path I will inevitably choose for myself, and I will start packing the snack cart again. Chang Xi was thinking about what Wei Yuan said just now, watching Wei Yuan's actions, he felt something was wrong:

what are you planning to do?!

Wei Yuan took it for granted, Go out and set up a stall.

The so-called lights of thousands of families are nothing more than enough food and clothing.

Only the taste of hometown can truly turn into a light that guides the final road.

Just right, I learned how to set up a stall with a guy before.

Chang Xi was stunned: Then this seat...

Wei Yuan said in a very bachelor way: I am afraid that you will slip away, and I am also afraid that you will tell Dahuang.

Chang Xi was furious, his eyes widened as cold as the bright moon, and his voice was like the clash of wind chimes even now, it was very pleasant to hear: I am the concubine of the Emperor of Heaven, you want me to show my face and go out with you to set up a stall?! Mortals, pay attention! Your words!

There was a bang.

Wei Yuan stuck the half Chang'an sword upside down on the table:

Otherwise, consider it?

Chang Xi: ...

The imperial concubine Chang Xi retorted:

How can you be sure that the food you cook can be liked by the human race here.

Wei Yuan was silent, and said: ...Are you serious about what you said?

Chang Xi recalled Zhu Jiuyin's liking before, fell silent for a while, and subconsciously said:

Well, sorry...

Wei Yuan: Huh??!

Chang Xi didn't change his face, and then silently looked away.

He actually said sorry, Chang Xi and the Xi He who can volley for ten days really have different personalities.

Only at this time did Wei Yuan realize that the concubine, who is high above, stripped of her identity and position as a god, also has her own fresh disposition, not a cold symbol of high above, at least better than Xi He.

Wei Yuan said: Besides, you are not showing your face.

He said: According to the explanation of a big man I know, I don't know how to explain it when he shows up, but if he throws his head, he will definitely take off his head directly, and then throw it out with a straight shot. This is called a head throw.

Thinking of Xing Tian's unique split-up action, Wei Yuan grunted.

Chang Xi: ??!

Are you playing so wild in the world?

Under the influence of the Civilian Negotiation Technique, Chang Xi finally gritted his teeth and went out with Wei Yuan.

After the two left.

The old man lying on the bed and pretending to be dead silently counted the numbers, one, two, three...

Buzhou Mountain God sat up slowly, looked at his clothes, and even combed his gray hair. This is a rare experience for thousands of years. He was very upset with this kid at first. As a melon eater, he once again Being hit, even if he didn't turn back and suppress this guy under Buzhou Mountain for thousands of years, he wouldn't have a good face.

But this brat seems to be a pretty good guy.

The old man looked at his clothes and thought of Wei Yuan's care for him just now.

Sighed.

Forget it, this time I barely bypassed him, and our masters are facing the sky, each walking on one side.

Take this opportunity and hurry up.

The emperor's concubine who tied up Emperor Jun.

This time, I don't know which warrior god in the wilderness will come after him.

You wish you luck, little guy.

This melon old man will not get involved.

Buzhou Mountain God took pleasure in misfortune.

It's the kind of yun who has been forked for eating melons, watching the yun in other melon fields about to be forked.

The kind of feeling that I have been unlucky before, and now I see other people's unlucky, and I feel very happy.

Stretched, but found that his bones were better. When he was about to leave, he stopped slightly and saw a freshly prepared meal on the table. He had been in a coma for thousands of years, and suddenly smelled this smell The light and fragrant taste makes me a little hungry for some reason.

A sense of hesitation and surprise came to mind.

Before he knew it, he reached out and grabbed the chopsticks.

Looking at the delicious food over there, thoughts turned in my mind.

I just take a bite, just take a bite.

I will leave after eating.

Absolutely without any hesitation.

Heh, just one mouthful, just enough to pad your stomach.

The old man is not Zhou Shanshen, what have I not seen?

Buzhou Mountain God convinced himself.

Then he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a chopstick, and put it in his mouth lightly.

And in the long time to come, he will miss this moment all the time.

I am full of regret for the decision at this moment.

my hand...

Why can't I hold back!

PS: The second update today...