Museum of Demons

The moon was in the sky, the night was quiet and mysterious, Wei Yuan bid farewell to Gong Gong.

When I looked back, I saw Gonggong chatting with the human children he had adopted. The Taoist at this moment couldn't imagine why this high-minded, arrogant human Shuizheng, after hundreds of years, blatantly refused Farewell to the land and the human race.

has a problem……

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

The [History] that I knew in my first life should not be true or detailed. Also, at that time, I was just an ordinary mortal, a potter. There is basically no cultivation base, and I have no way of knowing the secrets of the gods in ancient times.

In the end what happened……

Because, even in the history that Wei Yuan knew, it only mentioned the break between Gong Gong and the human race, and at this moment, Wei Yuan couldn't help but feel a kind of puzzlement in his heart——

Gong Gong at the moment is calm and full of judgment.

There are also a large number of supporters around.

Could it be that such a character, simply because he had not been approved by Emperor Xuanyuan, became so angry that he threw away his tracer and hit the sky pillar with his head, causing the sky pillar to collapse and the world to turn upside down?

In this ancient era, there are really many problems...

Originally, I thought it would be good to start directly from both parties involved, but at this moment, the old man Bu Zhoushan is surrounded by at least a hundred ancient mountain gods. He is undoubtedly the master of one party's power. Compared with the old man Wei Yuan knew, his personality may not be fundamental The difference, but the performance is much stronger.

Water God Gong Gong is not so arrogant and irrational that he knocks things over with a backhand stick.

Sitting on the bluestone of Xuanyuan Hill, Wei Yuan watched the stars twinkle in the distance, and his thoughts were racing. He didn't know how long it had passed, and his white robe was stained with morning dew. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and patted his cheek, planning to go back to the stone house. It's getting late, there are still six days before the last day.

Within six days, I have to find a way to find a way to turn things around.

Damn it, if it wasn't for Zhu Jiuyin who made Xian lose his memory, he wouldn't be so passive, he didn't know anything, he had to find out everything... The Taoist sighed, wishing to join hands with Lao Bu Zhoushan and beat Fuxi to the ground Nose and face are swollen.

I will swing you by the tail and smash you to the ground a hundred times a hundred times!

Wei Yuan patted his clothes, stood up, and vaguely heard the sound of arguing in the wind. Based on the principle that more things are worse than less things, Wei Yuan didn't care about the things over there, restrained his curiosity, and took a step forward. Xuanyuanqiu, a human race in this small world.

But just when he reached the stone house, he suddenly heard an extremely violent roaring sound, the Taoist turned his head abruptly, and then an extremely scorching flame rushed towards his face, causing his temples to be slightly burned and distorted. It made his eyes turn red, and he finally regained his composure.

This, this is...

It's a strong fire element.

Wei Yuan rose into the sky, saw the place where the human race was stationed in the south, a beam of flame shot up into the sky, almost illuminating the entire southern sky, and then a voice came from his ear, saying: Hmph, Zhu Rong, this idiot, is still like this! ,indecisive!

It is the voice of Gonggong.

And the next moment, the water god with an arrogant and disdainful tone raised his hand, and the power of water in the air gathered.

Directly protect the edge of the hinterland of the entire human race.

The huge pillar of flames soaring into the sky has countless silk threads hovering indistinctly, and when you look closely, the silk threads are red fire dragons all over the body, but because the distance is too far, it looks like densely packed silk threads from a distance. These fire dragons circled and gathered, not attacking.

Instead, try to block this giant pillar of flame.

Wei Yuan pondered for a while, feeling that there was something hidden in it, thinking that this was just a small world anyway, and he wanted to solve the riddles of this small world, this ancient mystery, without a guide, he had no choice but to do his best. Maybe explore more.

In addition, I and Zhu Rong also had a good relationship.

Immediately turned into a light, and went straight towards that side.

Only when he got close did he realize that Zhu Rong seemed to be stationed far away from Xuanyuanqiu. Only when he got closer did he realize that the size of the giant pillar of flames far exceeded Wei Yuan's expectations, and even the hundreds or even thousands of fire dragons could only be regarded as bundles. The rope tied to this giant pillar.

If the scorching temperature was not suppressed by human luck and the power of the water god.

As well as Zhu Rong's forced control, I'm afraid it will explode completely.

With this power, there is no problem in turning a radius of thousands of miles into scorched earth.

Thousands of miles of scorched earth, a natural disaster in human form?

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, and saw that the core of the giant pillar of flames turned out to be a child who was only five or six years old, exuding tyrannical power all over his body. The Vulcan Zhu Rong, who was dressed in red, wanted to suppress it easily, but he felt helpless. The feeling of not being able to do it.

Huh! Indecisive, if he continues like this, he will only exhaust his potential and burn his lifespan.

It will be difficult to become a master in the future.

If it were me, I might as well kill him on the spot.

The voice was faintly arrogant, yet majestic, and the blue water rippled away. Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw Gonggong, the water god, appearing on one side. The surrounding temperature had all returned to normal, and the hinterland of the human race was not affected at all.

Hmm... On the surface, he was cynical, arrogant and disdainful.

But in fact, it still came to the rescue.

However, Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the ancient secrets he had known before—the god of fire, Zhu Rong, once fell in love with a human woman, and finally gave birth to a child named Prince Changqin, half human and half god, but because of premature birth, his strength It was not fully contained, which had a huge impact on the body of the biological mother and greatly reduced her lifespan.

Even the elixir of immortality flower has no effect.

In the end, it seemed that together with Gonggong's defeat of Buzhou Mountain, it turned into Zhu Rong's demon.

As a result, he continued to try to involve new spheres of power, and wanted to use this to break through, but he fell into a deep sleep after falling into the hands of Kai Mingzi.

This is……

Changqin. Gong Gong frowned and said:

Zhu Rong's son, born with unstable physique, seems to have exploded again...

You want help?

Naturally. Wei Yuan nodded without thinking about it for a moment. He swept away his sleeves, and the two supernatural powers of returning wind and returning fire moved at will. There was a gap, and the Vulcan Zhu Rong had already seen the comer, knowing that he was here to help, and did not stop him.

Changqin's skills are rioting at this moment, Your Excellency, be careful.

No problem.

Wei Yuan appeared in the extremely hot pillar of fire, and there were two great gods, the god of water and the god of fire, in the outside world. This tyrannical power of fire was suppressed miserably. Wei Yuan himself knew the methods of Taoism, and he could see the state of Changqin at a glance. , It is his own flame body that is burning the blood of the human race.

The yin and yang must circulate to achieve a balance.

Wei Yuan said in a long voice: Your Majesty Gong Gong, please help me to suppress the flames of this place. Under the Mian Huozheng, please try to divide Changqin's Heavenly Fire Kung Fu. He briefly stated his request, and Shui God Vulcan shot at the same time, and the huge golden-red fire pillar split from the middle, tearing apart like petals.

It turned into a series of ferocious and terrifying fire dragons.

These are all Changqin's own potential. To a certain extent, it is worthy of being the only child of Zhu Rong, who represents extinction.

When the surrounding Qi machine was suppressed to a balanced state by the two gods.

The white-haired Taoist let out a breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and thrust out violently with the momentum of a sword art. Insipid, as if there was a vast sword energy sweeping across the sky.

The huge golden-red giant pillars were scattered from the upper and lower floors at the same time.

Spilled in the air, gradually converged and disappeared.

The fire dragons were about to fly away, but they were pulled back by the Taoist, getting smaller and smaller until they completely submerged in the child's body. After dozens of breaths, there was no abnormality .

Zhu Rong walked forward worriedly, and saw the Taoist in white robe walking out slowly with the child in his arms.

The child who was covered in red before and erupted with ferocious flames has returned to calm.

It seems that it is because the yin and yang are forcibly stabilized.

The tyrannical aggressiveness that was born before gradually disappeared, replaced by the feeling of peace and gentleness, Zhu Rong felt relieved, and bowed his hands deeply, and was stopped by Wei Yuan who was startled .

The fire is under the crown, so there is no need to give such a big gift.

It's also because of the predestined relationship between Pindao and this child...

Zhu Rong's mood fluctuated, and he seemed to be unable to restrain himself, and said: This, this child's body is also a long-cherished wish for many years... Now it can be regarded as recovering... By the way, are you proficient in the art of Qihuang?

Wei Yuan nodded slightly.

In fact, Zhu Rong and Zhuan Xu are friends, and the two keep playing piano.

The oldest audio game enthusiast.

In the end, the gentle Shaohao threw Zhuanxu's piano directly under the cliff in front of his face. This incident was also recorded in the Shan Hai Jing, which is the so-called the great valley beyond the East China Sea, the country of Shaohao. Shaohao Rudi Zhuanxu was here and abandoned his harp. '

Zhu Rong also came with Zhuan Xu when he came to the Central Plains.

If you do the math, Changqin's mother should still be alive...

no problem.

It's too late today, and tomorrow I will come to visit earlier.

Vulcan Zhu Rong's expression was mixed with sadness and joy: Really, thank you!

Looking at the child in his arms, he was young and immature, with a quiet and handsome face, which was more similar to his mother's temperament. The vision of the huge fire dragon with shining golden red scales was sealed into the soul of this Taoist. In order not to go berserk, there was a flame-like brand between his eyebrows, making him look even more beautiful.

Zhu Rong thought about it and said:

Why don't you be my child's adoptive father?

foster father? Forget it...

I don't want to deal with this cause and effect.

The white-haired Taoist shook his head, but then remembered, this is just a small world, where is there any cause and effect?

Moreover, after Changqin was reincarnated, he was the little Taoist Axuan of Longhu Mountain. The Taoist took the immature child and reached out to stroke Changqin's eyebrows. The flame pattern was sealed by him with the four great ways in the domain. Vulcan's background is formed, but this is just a small world.

It seems that, in the real past, the Vulcan and Water gods teamed up to do it.

The white-haired Taoist looked at the Vulcan Zhu Rong as if he was determined to repay him, so he simply hugged the immature Changqin and said with a free and easy smile:

How about this, if there is a destiny in the future, how about joining my door?

Anyway, it's a small world, so don't worry about cause and effect.

Just so confident!

The child stretched out his hand and grabbed his finger. The white-haired Taoist lowered his head slightly, with white hair hanging down his temples, his brows were gentle, and with a smile on his face, he whispered softly in the ear of the half-asleep child:

Poverty, Yuanshi...

Don't make a mistake.

PS: The second update today...