Museum of Demons

Heh... the aura is deep and faintly distinct. It seems that you have made great progress over there.

I'm afraid he has reached the level of strength at the peak of Xuanyuan.

It's not bad.

Plain and indifferent language, tall figure, and a gray robe with wide sleeves, his face was covered with a layer of gray mist that could not be pierced by the soul, mysterious and unpredictable. In Wei Yuan's mind, Zhu Jiuyin looked like this.

But now he looked up stiffly and responded with a dry smile.

What his eyes saw, the gray mist had long since dissipated, and Wei Yuan's facial features, which made Wei Yuan's scalp tingle so familiarly, could only echo in his mind.

Zhu Jiuyin is exactly the same as the green-clothed woman Xian, from body shape to appearance.

That pair of gray robes with wide sleeves, tall and indifferent look, is similar to the illusion of refining the fake.

is fake.

It was caused by directly changing the perception and soul feedback of the creatures who saw him.

Wei Yuan saw Zhu Jiuyin sitting there in a serious manner, and saw him wearing a gray robe, a size a little bigger, holding a teacup in both hands and blowing hot air flatly, his eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Xian's, the only difference was that he was quite calm and natural , with long hair in a shawl, with red eyeshadow in the corners of the eyes, one of which is not whitewashed, and the long black hair is braided and coiled up, meticulously.

Huh? Why is it like this?

It seems that there is something to hide?

Zhu Jiuyin in Wei Yuan's eyes raised his eyes calmly and calmly. .

Didn't speak, just the sound of the soul vibrating in the void.

With a dignified and meticulous look and posture, he serves tea and drinks tea.

The tone was flat and indifferent: Tell me, what did you encounter?

...It's nothing, actually, I did meet Fuxi, but it's not quite the same as the original plan. The white-haired Taoist calmly looked away, thinking silently in his heart that I can't see, I can't see , I couldn't see it, and then he talked about what he had experienced before in a slightly calm tone.

When mentioning the past, it was only an understatement, being sent to the small world of the past.

It went through a lot of ups and downs.

That's all.

Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyebrows, and wrote lightly, Who did you meet?

Wei Yuan: ...

Sighing helplessly, Do you always have to be so smart at this time?

Can't you let me hide it from you for once?

The gray-robed deity smiled coldly, and knocked the teacup on the stone table casually. The white-haired Taoist habitually lifted the teapot, ready to raise his hand to pour tea. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were smiling, his expression was calm, and his eyebrows were raised.

Pressing the cup with white fingers, the fingertips sank slightly, and then softly drew a circle around the cup.

Leaning back slightly, leaning against the back of the chair, a pair of feet in white shoes are put together.

Shaking.

The tone is leisurely and flat:

Pour tea.

The white-haired Taoist twitched his forehead.

calm!

calm!

This guy is a man... wait a minute, the innate god of chaos, he has no distinction between yin and yang at all.

Why did I feel that all this was natural when I was in the gray robe before, but I felt something was wrong just by changing my face? Could it be that the karma and friendship between me and Zhu Jiuyin for several generations can only be achieved by a single face? Interfering?

impossible!

Wei Yuan poured tea without changing his expression.

Then the tea was spilled.

Zhu Jiuyin nodded slightly, her tone calm and calm: You actually lost your mind, it seems that this experience has left you with a lot of [brands], which is a bit interesting, but judging from the depth of your current aura , I should have encountered one of the top ten, is it Chaos?

Yes, not entirely.

Wei Yuan said, There's also [Later].

Zhu Jiuyin frowned: Is it Houtu? It's her...

Wei Yuan was surprised: Why, don't you have a good relationship with her?

Zhu Jiuyin shook her head: That's not the case, it's just that I always thought that with a character like her, she was prone to danger, and in the end it was just as I expected, but it's just a pity that I was studying the supernatural power of reversing yin and yang at that time, and I never Time to help.

And she didn't come to see me beforehand.

Zhu Jiuyin frowned: Could it be that she thinks I'm not trustworthy?

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, [Houtu] has a natural intuition, Houtu thinks you can't be trusted, you won't be black even if you cut it, right? Ah no, it seems to be black... It's black when cut, but it's from the law-abiding side.

Hundred Chaos is dead, but Houtu is only in danger.

You are frowning, it seems that you plan to come to me and seek a solution?

Zhu Jiuyin's tone was flat, and she raised her hand to drink tea.

Wei Yuan nodded: Yes, now that I know the approximate location, I'm going to go to Zhu Rong's side, to the South China Sea... He briefly talked to Zhu Jiuyin about his subsequent decision, mainly because of Bu Zhou Shangong body limitations.

Yes, powerful, full of strength and speed, an indestructible body.

But this is not bad, the defense can only be said to be excellent, not extreme.

It is the blood bar that throws all the gods to the back to eat their tails.

Lao Buzhoushan was hit once by Gonggong's peak of rage, but he just fainted, and he hasn't opened the concept of mythology. It can be seen how thick his blood bar is. The ordinary opponent exploded with all his strength. It is estimated that his blood bar has dropped a little bit. From the ratio There is no difference between full blood and upper blood.

The opponent, with an attack power of 15,000, is extremely powerful.

Laobuzhou Mountain, blood bar—infinitely approaching ∞

My blood recovery is slow, but my blood volume is high!

Hit, hit a watermelon rind!

The furious water god Gonggong is a horror that even Dijun can't show his sharpness head-on. Lao Buzhou didn't open up the concept of mythology, and he got a shot in the back, but just fainted. If you understand a little bit, you know that it means The concept is how scary.

It was also because the attack power of Water God Gong Gong's move was too terrifying.

Lao Bu Zhoushan forcibly recovered five thousand years of blood before he came back to his senses.

Well, in fact, if Lao Bu Zhoushan can get the blood recovery speed of Shi Yi's level, I am afraid that he will not be invincible in the world, at least he will be invincible in the world. If he wins, he may not win, but if he loses, it is absolutely impossible to lose...

And Wei Yuan's strength has not yet reached the level of Lao Buzhou.

The current strength of Lao Bu Zhou Shan is only at the [Bu Zhou Negative Son Mountain] level.

In addition, to protect Emperor Wa, Axuan, and Feng Siyu, a magic weapon that can not only make up for Wei Yuan's own shortcomings, but also protect the rest of the weak is indispensable. It is best to suppress them a little bit. Mystery.

Zhu Jiuyin was thoughtful: ...So that's the case, indeed.

You can't rest assured that Emperor Wa is placed in other places. Although Lao Buzhoushan is strong enough, but his personality is...too fleeting, he is not a person who can rest assured that Emperor Wa will be handed over to him, so no matter what, take her with him. It’s a safer choice.”

yes……

Wei Yuan nodded.

I silently added in my heart that there was another reason.

Otherwise, Fuxi might annoy him to death.

Zhu Jiuyin said lightly: Well, there is no problem with the idea, but do you have any preliminary selection? The human world can meet your requirements, and now there is only Shennong whip, but if you take Shennong whip away, Tu Shan will not have the ability to suppress luck Treasure, this is no good, it’s just tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall.”

And you will eventually return the treasure.

It's better to refine one yourself.

Wei Yuan said with a headache, But, I don't know how to refine a treasure of this level.

Zhu Jiuyin propped his chin with one hand, tapped the table with his fingers flatly, and said, It's okay, it's not an extremely difficult thing, I can teach you of course. His forehead twitched, his eyes shifted subconsciously, and he didn't see the confident and calm appearance.

Then there is work.

Oh? Heh... the so-called defense is just divided into three categories, concept resistance; heavenly suppression; vitality recovery. Although it is a bit greedy, it is best to complete the combination of the three, so that it is more suitable for your current needs. .”

Zhu Jiuyin's tone was flat:

It's just a pity that the Taoist classics, legends, and magic weapons in the world are not powerful enough.

Cannot be used as a reference.

According to the level of defense in the story, it is too weak, but if you want to give the refined magic weapon a name you are familiar with, you can feel free, Yuanshi Tianzun, huh... dignified and meticulous, although his face and dedication The gods who are exactly the same but have completely different temperaments said:

I remember that in the Taoist classics, Yuanshi Tianzun does not have magic treasures.

The so-called wonderful tree of the seven treasures in the story is just a decoration in his palace; and the Tai Chi picture and the Pangu banner are even more out of the question. There is a saying in the Taoist Tibetan that the real person Pangu is Yuanshi Tianzun. At most, he can only wear seventy Dichromatic light, how do you practice it?

Wei Yuan rubbed his brows: Probably refined into the kind that can protect others.

Emitting can spread, and retracting can form a gathered shape.

Zhu Jiuyin, do you have any choice?

Zhu Jiuyin pondered for a long time, and said: The method of refining must be chosen by you, and it needs to match your own supernatural powers. As for the materials, I do have a similar one. You have been to Jiuyou once, so you should have an impression.

He said: When the Tianzhu collapsed, the sky fell to the northwest and the earth fell to the southeast, so Jiuyou was born.

At this moment, the deepest part of Jiuyou.

There are still fragments of the [sky] that fell from the sky that year.

Wei Yuan's heart was shaken.

The fragments of the Dao of Heaven are connected with Buzhou Mountain Kung Fu, and are related to the legend of Emperor Wa's mending the sky.

This is simply incomparable with himself.

As an instinct of the current level of cultivation, Wei Yuan has a feeling that this thing is almost known, and it is the most suitable material for him. It must be able to refine extremely powerful treasures. He raised his eyebrows, served tea and drank it, and asked leisurely:

But why should I give it to you?

Um?

Wei Yuan was at a loss for words, and the ancient reckless men next to him had already started to come over with small benches to eat melons and watch the show. After all, according to common sense, at this time, of course, the head of the Wei Pavilion would shamelessly rub his shoulders and knock his back. Pour the tea and stalk her shamelessly. After being rejected by all kinds of people, Zhu Jiuyin reluctantly agrees.

This can be regarded as getting along with each other, but now, Wei Yuan raised his eyes to look at the light golden eyes, unadorned, and meticulous deity over there, and looked at the Candlelight Nine Nethers who was wearing a slightly larger gray robe, and saw He leaned on the chair, swaying back and forth.

The curator flinched shamefully.

Ah, what...

Or else, let me think about it again?

Huh?! Old Shennong fell into deep thought.

Huh?! Dayi was stunned, then thoughtful.

Strange... Kuafu rubbed his chin, lost in doubt.

Even Xing Tian noticed something was wrong.

And Ji Xuanyuan was still watching the animation of Baimao MMD.

Shen Nong stroked his beard, hesitantly said: Then what, A Yuan, did you do something?

The white-haired Taoist bounced up as if on fire: No!

So even Ji Xuanyuan sensed something was wrong.

The corners of the gray-robed god's mouth curl up little by little, transforming into an illusory form, dispersing into a void, gathering into a body, gathering and dispersing at will, so it is called Xiantian Yiqi. This level of expression is far superior to ordinary escapism. In front of Yuan, he said, Where is Xian?

Zhu Jiuyin looked unhappy.

Wei Yuan leaned back slightly, and said, No...no...

Zhu Jiuyin narrowed her eyes slightly.

Zhu Jiuyin was thoughtful.

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes darkened slightly, and then suddenly his complexion changed slightly. The face that was exactly the same as Xian's but with a different temperament showed a little astonishment and a trace of fear. He looked towards the direction behind Wei Yuan, and said, It's you!!!

? ! !

enemy? !

The white-haired Taoist's figure changed, revealing the same state as Zhu Jiuyin's, to gather is the body, and to disperse is the qi. He turned around, tapped the sword in his palm, and raised the sleeves of his blue shirt to block Zhu Jiuyin. Before, the two pupils looked forward vigilantly, and then they were slightly startled, only to see a bunch of people eating melons, and saw the ancient reckless man.

I saw Xingtian, Dayi, Shennong, Kuafu, and Xuanyuan watching the short video.

I saw them sitting on a small bench holding watermelons.

Wei Yuan: ...

The Reckless Heavenly Group: ...

Then after the dead silence, a group of ancient reckless men bit the watermelon with their mouths, raised their buttocks, raised the bench with their hands down, swished back and moved a long distance, then put down the bench, sat on the bench, eat watermelon.

By the way, he raised his right thumb and gave Wei Yuan a hearty smile.

You are very brave, A Yuan!

The white-haired Taoist body stiffened.

Feel the evil spirit behind.

Then what, I can explain, I can explain...

Wei Yuan was stiff.

A palm fell from the sky and clasped the Tianling cover of the guard master.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said, I see...

Click, click...

This matter is very complicated, please allow me to explain a little bit, find a reason... ah, hiss... it hurts, let go, let go, die, die, die!

You saw that, didn't you?

PS: The first update today...