Museum of Demons

There is Xiongbu·Xuanyuanqiu.

...from the future, the future...

Wei Yuan has already changed into a green shirt, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and looks like a white fox boss from the Tushan and Qingqiu countries. , a day has passed.

During this day, Wei Yuan certainly didn't believe Bai Ze's words.

trust you? !

My head was smashed by a water ghost with happy water, I can't even believe you.

But when Wei Yuan tried this as the core, Zongdi Jinguang used the art of golden crows to turn rainbows, plundered wildly for a day, and went directly to visit around, going north to the North Sea, south to the Kingdom of Feather People, and seeing the great ravine in the east. The majestic power is far beyond the reach of any small world.

The point is, he saw many laws surging in the sea of ​​the Gods, and saw the small worlds born from it. This is a personality that only the real Dahuang Gods Sea has. The facts are right under his nose, and Wei Yuan is unwilling to believe it anymore. , can only believe this.

At that time, he was staring at the birth of the small world, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Poke and poke.

A stick was poked in the face of a Taoist in a blue shirt and white hair, who was rarely elegant, elegant and famous.

A dent was poked out.

And the other end of the stick was held in the hand of Xian who was wearing a fiery red dress.

The top is a light-colored top, and the bottom is a long skirt flowing like a flame, which is a gift from Zhu Rong.

Of course, the clothes of Lei Zu’s family had to be changed every other day, except for the bell on the waist. The Taoist in the green shirt grabbed the stick with his backhand, rolled his eyes wildly, and looked at it with little expression on his face. The young girl Xian with a lot of movements has a hundred water ghosts rushing past with happy water in her heart.

Damn it, back to the past.

And it happens that there are only those who have lost their memory...

Wei Yuan still remembered that it was Xian who walked in together, pulling his wrist.

Then I found Xian nearby, but she lost her memory, or the true spirit seemed to be asleep, not as powerful and majestic as before, and fell asleep even with her memory.

Wei Yuan thought for a long time, and could only attribute the matter to the letter paper of Hun Tian.

And the aura that enveloped him.

Fuxi said that if he tried to participate in those great events and change the direction of history, he would be backlashed by the fate of countless historical beings, so when Wei Yuan mentioned the idea of ​​Jedi Tiantong in advance, Hun Tian A part of the breath will be consumed.

But...go against time and participate in great events.

This has far surpassed what Fuxi has done...

The white-haired Taoist stretched out his hand, and the words on the letter had gradually begun to fade, as if they had been washed away after a long period of time. He was silent for a long time, and whispered softly:

Heavenly, the highest in the domain, from a large one.

The way of heaven above everything.

Naturally, on top of time and fate, you actually did it...

What?!

With a splash, Wei Yuan's eyes flickered, and the girl Xian's face moved forward, which made Wei Yuan jump, and he tapped the girl's forehead with his backhand, making Xian cover his forehead, backed away with a groan, and stared wide-eyed. His eyes glared at Wei Yuan.

do what?!

...An instinctive reaction. The white-haired Taoist apologized honestly, covering his forehead.

Then he looked at the familiar pair of golden vertical pupils and said, So, you really don't remember?

Remember what?

The girl put her arms around her and squinted at him.

It's what happened before us. The white-haired Taoist opened his mouth, thinking of the restrictions he had suffered in this era, he asked Bai Ze for four hours before, which made Bai Ze almost vomit from annoyance, and swore In the future, I will never work overtime again. I have to fish until I die. Only then did the guard figure out the restrictions.

Once you say what will happen in the future, it will intensify the consumption of Hun Tian's breath.

After being exhausted, Wei Yuan will be punched back to the original timeline by the terrifying backlash force superimposed by the fates of countless sentient beings between these two periods of time, about five or six thousand years. As for the power, It depends on how big things he has done and how many creatures have been involved.

Strictly speaking, if it involves the major events of more than six thousand years, the Three Realms, the Eight Desolations, or even the small world of the heavens and ten thousand realms, this punch is enough to make the head of the Wei Pavilion feel like he is the second old man, and he will go straight back to his ass. After sleeping for five or six thousand years, the blood will return to full.

This is still not Zhou Shangong's physique is indestructible and directly locks the blood, and the last bit of blood is locked.

Switching to other gods of the same level, they did it directly.

This thing is called interfering with fate, mocking time, and you just say that if these two can do it or not, you're done.

Gan! Fuck it!

All in all, caution is required.

After solving the current problem, retain enough Huntian breath to return to the future world safely.

Wei Yuan put it another way, and said, That's right, it's the first time we met.

He said: I came to the Great Wilderness for the first time, and then I kidnapped... ahem, the moon, and a mountain. At that time, I was hunted down again. I ran and ran on the Great Wilderness, just wanting to wait for the candle Jiuyin, um, the candle shines on Jiuyou, there is no Jiuyou, there is no such name yet, anyway, I plan to find him, and then you...

The Taoist pointed to the confused girl and said:

You forcibly replaced Zhu Jiuyin and came before me.

That was the first time we met, do you have any impression?

The girl contemplates.

The bell rang softly, and he squatted in front of the Taoist.

Stretching out his palm to press the Taoist's forehead, he said seriously:

Did you get sick and burn out your brain?

The first time we met, it was obviously when I was surrounded by those fierce beasts, you fell from the sky.

Sure enough, just saying this is useless.

This guy's memory slumber is worse than expected.

Obviously she was the one who dragged me in, so now that I have amnesia, it's too cunning, right?

The Taoist returned to his original seat dejectedly, and continued to meditate.

The girl bit the candied haws, looked at him curiously, and thought it was fun, how could someone say that it was such an interesting and romantic thing to kidnap the moon and a mountain and run on the wilderness? Hmm, and Zhu Jiuyin... a strange name.

After kidnapping the moon, the gods who fell from the sky to save him?

Such an encounter... is not bad.

She is the identity of a god, and the gods will never forget such things. The girl biting the snack, mixed with the sweet taste, casually remembered these stories in her heart. The street, time has not aged, she still does not know the story of the future.

Stepping on the pond with both feet, leaning against the big tree, listening to the wind.

The Taoist over there had a green shirt and white hair, with his eyes closed, as if he could stay like this forever.

Well, it was just an ordinary day.

Ordinary story.

……………………

in the afternoon.

Anyway! You! Stay away from me!

Bai Ze hid behind a big tree. In ancient times, this beast, who was quite responsible, was chased by the white-haired Taoist. He was about to have a stress response. Now he vowed to fish for ten years. Then get back to work.

Although it is not considered hard work in the first place.

However, you must not work for ten years.

Bai Ze secretly swore in his heart.

Let's talk about it in ten years.

Anyway, don't get close to me, I'm afraid I'll lose my life!!!

Bai Ze suddenly jumped down and left in a panic. The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched. He leaned over and picked up a fallen leaf. The tree has grown extremely high, extremely large, and the branches and leaves of the tree spread outward, covering a large area.

... Time?

Taoist's expression calmed down, he was hesitant now, he didn't know whether he was going to prevent Gong Gong from hitting the sky pillar, which would undoubtedly cause huge damage and bring about a future where all lives would be devastated, but... if he really What prevents such a future?

Then fate will undergo a huge change.

Surely there will be many, many people saved by him in this era.

And after thousands of years, the descendants of these people will be another group of people. There will be no Gonggong hitting the Tianzhu, flooding Kyushu, there will be no King Yu, and there will be no future that divides the world. It is possible to continue to stay in the gap between the Great Wilderness and Kunlun.

All the fates will be completely rewritten, and the trend of history will definitely not be the same as the world he was familiar with, and that means there will be no Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, there will be no rivalry between the Three Kingdoms, and there will be no Yanhuang that he is familiar with.

However, Yanhuang is Yanhuang after all.

But this means that there is a high probability that there will be no Master, there will be no Emperor Shihuang, there will be no Lao Tzu, there will be no teachers, there will be no old Taoist priests, there will be no soldier souls and water ghosts, and there will be no snacks encountered on the roadside. Stall boss...

The fate is changed, and the people who would have appeared will no longer exist.

So if I saved the lives of people in this era, does it mean that I directly killed and erased the lives of those who would have been born in the future? If Wei Yuan is only a person of this era, then he will naturally work hard.

But it was precisely because he had seen the future that he fell into such hesitation.

Changing the present is equivalent to obliterating a future.

The Taoist sighed, and finally understood why Fuxi would not do such a thing easily even if he could partly interfere with his destiny. unacceptable changes.

...It's really a huge dilemma.

The Taoist finally threw down the leaf in his hand and smiled wryly. Maybe, Bai Ze guessed something and didn't want to face this problem, so he chose to just slip away? Although this guy's strength is simply a disgrace to a civil official, his intuition in this regard is amazing.

However, it's useless to think about it. According to my thinking, if I participate in such a huge event, the aura of Huntian will disappear in an instant. I guess I was going to knock Gonggong unconscious one second, and the next second It will be backlashed by the torrent of the times.

But at least I have something to do.

Come here and do nothing, isn't it too wasteful?

Well, I can't directly tell the future, and I can't directly distort someone's fate. Then, as long as I don't do it deliberately, it's fine... For example, to comprehend my swordsmanship, near several big clans of the human race, Slashing directly on the rock, directly leaving behind the will of martial arts and the inheritance of sword intent.

Heh...does this count as the world's martial arts?

Or write down a certain secret book and bury it somewhere in the human race.

When it was dug out by later generations and had an impact, I would have gone back long ago, and there was nowhere to find it... Do you want to leave the name [Yuxu Palace] on these secret books by the way? In this case, in the middle and modern times If a cultivator of the young age digs it out, he will find that the Yuxu Palace has existed since ancient times.

Stuck time bug!

It is impossible to write down the trajectory of the history of later generations directly.

But the martial arts classics created by myself do not exist in future generations.

Well, Yuxu Palace... I'd better think about this name again, otherwise Mr. Hudi might lose weight and die within two days...

Wait, if Yuxu Palace was really branded and named in the past.

So is this still a fake?

Or in other words, it is fundamentally true, the highest level of training fakes to become real?

The Taoist paced slowly, slowly conceiving the thoughts in his heart.

Before I knew it, I went to Lei Zu's department again. After thinking about it, I decided to visit inside to see how Lei Zu was doing now. After I had money, I really offered to buy a set of clothes for the girl. The big dog family, ah no, the big customer, the owner of the Wei Pavilion has received warm hospitality from the Lei Zu Department.

Knowing that the man from the Tushan tribe in front of him is good at medicine and once treated Lei Zu, the smiles of these women were a little more sincere. After Wei Yuan drank three cups of scented tea, Lei Zu finally came out, his white hair seemed to be It was a bit more bleak, but the breath in his body was particularly heroic.

This vast energy, on the contrary, made it impossible to recover from the injury.

The Taoist looked gloomy, but Lei Zu was quite calm and calm, and said with a smile: Some old people are injured, so don't be too serious about it. Wei Yuan didn't know what to say, after knowing that this was the real history, he saw Looking at these human heroes whose destiny is fixed, there will be unbearable sadness in my heart.

Regardless of whether Gonggong hits the Tianzhu or not, the fate of Leizu and Xuanyuan will not change much.

They are the last rays of light from the previous age of legends.

And the light will always fade away.

Wei Yuan thought of the quarrel between Leizu and Xuanyuan, hesitated for a while, and said: I don't know why the quarrel between you and Xuanyuan, senior, you two have supported each other all your life, at this moment...

The white-haired woman narrowed her eyes: ...it's my useless child.

Chaos...

Chaos, the four evils.

The untalented son of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Wei Yuan paused in his thoughts, and Lei Zu smiled gently: Although this is the reason for our quarrel, it is not the root cause. There are always many things, but in this life, we have just been so noisy, and we have walked down with mutual support... ..., it was actually good back then, I had many, many friends around me, and I never felt bored.

Now there are only the two of us left. Although there are more and more people here in Xuanyuanqiu, we still feel that we are alone.

If you don't quarrel for a long time, you will find it boring.

Yeah……

The Taoist felt that he could not really get the answer to this quarrel, or maybe, as Lei Zu said, it was just the way they got along with each other, or more maybe, the reason for this quarrel came from the long-gone legendary era, from For those heroes whose names are stamped on legends and history.

Wei Yuan said: Chaos is...

Leizu was silent, and said softly: He was bewitched by the Lord of the Ruins.

Unfortunately, I am not the opponent of the Lord of the Ruins now, but Xuanyuan, he can't leave...

Lord of Return? !

Wei Yuan opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly his heart moved. Guixu, a hidden master of super power, basically dissociates from the major events of the years, but is an absolute enemy. It is very likely that it has something to do with the two enemies who attacked Zhuanxu Gonggong.

Most importantly, the Lord of Return to the Ruins is free from fate.

Although it is a big force comparable in size to the Kunlun Great Wilderness.

However, for some reason, the master has not been born for thousands of years, has been absent from all important events, and only acts on the dark side.

And the strength failed to reach the top ten peaks.

This seems to be inconsistent with common sense.

But it just so happens that killing him doesn't need to bear the backlash, and the benefits are huge!

Perhaps this is a way that is truly beneficial to all major eras in the world without having to bear the backlash.

The white-haired Taoist sighed secretly, put down the teacup, and looked at Lei Zu:

Then, senior, do you know where the Lord of the Ruins is?

Um?

Leizu was startled slightly, but still hadn't reacted.

Immediately, she heard a plain promise that left her speechless.

The white-haired Taoist calmly said the second sentence:

I'm going to kill him.

PS: Today's first update... 4,600 words.

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