Museum of Demons

Lord of the Ruins, you... Xi Yuan, I think you should have some strength.

However, the strength of the Lord of the Ruins far exceeds your imagination, and you are not an opponent yet.

Leizu was stunned by the white-haired Taoist's big words, and immediately shook his head with a smile and declined the Taoist's kindness, but the gentle Taoist, who had always advanced and retreated before, seemed a little tougher at this moment: Not yet How can you know that you are not an opponent?

I don't know how he is with Dijun, Fuxi, and Buzhoushan?

Leizu said: Of course not the opponent...

Then, we can compare.

The white-haired and red-eyed woman couldn't help laughing, and said: There are countless small worlds in the Great Valley of the East China Sea under the command of the Lord of the Ruins. There are countless small worlds, and the supernatural powers are beyond the world. Stop playing around.

Small world...

The white-haired Taoist muttered to himself, Is that so?

The five fingers are slightly opened, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, supporting the sky and the ground, traveling around the six voids, and the innate gossip appears one by one.

Turned into a small world.

Then the palms were closed together, and this short-lived world of sword energy was annihilated and dissipated.

The woman with white hair and red pupils lost her mind, her pupils constricted.

The white-haired Taoist in green shirt and with a laid-back demeanor said apologetically, I'm good at swordsmanship, killing and violent methods, but I'm not very good at creation, birth and death, um...a little handy, but is this okay? ?”

Leizu raised his eyes slowly, looking at the white-haired Taoist in front of him: Who are you...

Tu Shanbu, Yuan, the real thing.

The white-haired Taoist was decisive.

Lei Zu's red pupils radiated a stream of light like glass, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand. The Taoist glanced at the jade talisman, knowing that it was a dragon ball that could reflect people's hearts and distinguish between true and false, and added with a smile: No But it belongs to the Tushan tribe, and its name is still on the family tree of the Tushan tribe, so it is an absolute direct line.

Also, I'm the younger brother of Lord Qingqiu of the Tushan tribe.

Everything Wei Yuan said came from his heart.

Quickly came to a conclusion——

It's the truth.

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After a while, Wei Yuan, who got the method of identifying the aura of the Lord of Return from Lei Zu, left the shop of Lei Zu's department, walked out, bought some clothes by the way, and came here, it would be a waste not to buy some. It's like going out.

The guard master pondered.

When did this habit develop?

Why do I have such a bad habit of spending money so easily when I am so poor?

The white-haired and red-eyed Lei Zu watched the person who called himself Tu Shan clan leave, and only looked away after a long time.

She was unwilling to tell Yu Weiyuan where the Lord of Return to the Ruins was.

It is because that is the first-level powerhouse in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. Compared with Xingtian Chiyou back then, he is only stronger but not weaker. He is also similar in strength to Xuanyuan who was holding the Xuanyuan Sword and ranked as the Emperor of the Emperor. The young man in the mountain line revealed the aftertaste of sword spirit.

His swordsmanship is already above Xuanyuan.

It is qualified to crusade against the Lord of the Ruins.

But... the younger brother of King Tu Shan, among his brothers, is there any existence that is so powerful? Could it be that the Tu Shan tribe also has such a background? He is also good at medical skills... Lei Zu pondered for a long time, and took a Talisman, if you think about it.

The Shennong whip has always been silent, and will be within the range of choice of the owner of the Shennong whip in the future.

Let's also include Tu Shan's department...

It's a pity...the god soldier chooses the master.

So, let's take it as a gamble to see if some junior can awaken this divine weapon.

………………

Are you serious, from Tu Shan?

nature.

The white-haired Taoist rubbed his brows, recalling Lei Zu's question just now, and answered again in his heart.

Repeated this answer with great pleasure.

Even Leizu, who obviously has some means of distinguishing people's hearts, couldn't see anything wrong, because I really came from Tushan, from Qingqiu country, and just like I said, He is the younger brother of Lord Tu Shan, who is listed on the genealogy.

I, Wei Yuan, speak the truth. Unlike that scumbag, I treat people with sincerity.

Just didn't finish telling the truth.

Um……

Tu Shanbu is real.

Sister Tu Shan is also true.

Just not for this era.

The white-haired Taoist returned to his room, the girl Xian was not here, it seemed that he was out to visit the scenery with Xiongbu, he thought for a while, put the clothes bought by Leizubu on the table, pointed at it as a sword, and wrote Next short letter.

Probably he was going out for a trip, doing something.

It will be back soon, and those who have amnesia should not run around.

The white-haired Taoist withdrew his fingers, rearranged his thoughts, then turned and left.

The words in the void circulated endlessly, and finally disappeared slowly, turning into a state that only Xian came here in person. Wei Yuan also left a letter for Zhuanxu. Unfortunately, during this time, Zhuanxu, Xuanyuan, Gonggong is always in a state where Shenlong sees its head but doesn't see its end, so Wei Yuan has to wait for a chance to hand it over to him later.

but……

Lord of the Ruins?

The characteristics should be somewhat similar to the Land of the End of Ten Thousand Laws, so when you fight, you can't give him the slightest leeway to pour out all your power in one go, and directly kill him violently...if you can.

Although he promised to kill him.

But that guy might not be that easy to kill...

Make a plan for not killing the opponent immediately.

The white-haired Taoist kept thinking about how to kill the Lord of the Ruins who had already bewitched the concept of the four evils, and changed into the posture of Yuxu Yuanshi, walking in the Youxiong Department of this past era, and unknowingly has reached the weapon library there.

After thinking about it, he still walked in.

Inside, the gray-haired and old Cang Jie was still looking at the tortoise shell and the stone slab in his hand. When he heard a voice, he raised his head and saw the white-haired Taoist who had been here before, and now he came again. The old man had a good feeling for him, and smiled. Nodding his head, said:

Are you coming to fetch weapons again?

No, I'm just here for a chat. The Taoist shook his head.

I just don't know if it bothered you.

Haha, it's rare that anyone is willing to come and talk to me, old man, is that what your former friend said? Cangjie laughed and invited him in.

No, it's not...

The white-haired Taoist looked at the jade slabs around him, smiled, and said, I want, um...explain my understanding, you don't need to ask, I can't explain it for some reason, just take it as... …I'm talking to myself something here, and you just happened to hear it.

Oh? Cang Jie stroked his beard in surprise and nodded.

Wei Yuan has already tried it, but it is too late and cannot be explained.

However, based on the existing knowledge of this era, the interference of fate can be reduced to the limit.

The white-haired Taoist lifted up the hem of his clothes, sat upright, and said slowly: Let's start with the theory of the five elements of senior Guiyu District, and talk a little bit about the understanding of the poor way... The Taoist closed his eyes, just like when he talked about the way back then. Self-realization is fully revealed.

Because these things started from the things passed down from the sages of Guiyu District who died before, also known as Dahong, they did not attract too much backlash, and Cangjie didn't care at first. As a minister under Xuanyuan's command when he was young, they already understood each other's theories very well.

But slowly, as the white-haired Taoist continued to speak, the smile on the old man's face gradually froze.

This, this is——! ! !

It is based on the theory of five elements in Guiyu District, but it is far more mysterious and unpredictable.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders, no, it is far more indescribable than these, the eyes of the old man lit up, the light of the oil lamp next to him seemed to become brighter, Cang Jie, who had already reached the end of his life, seemed to be reborn Back to the way he was when he was young, his heart was beating fast in his chest.

With a bang, he swept those jade books on stone slabs that he had always cherished so much to the ground.

Holding the carving knife in his right hand, he directly carved words on the table. Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly. He waited until the old man was ready before continuing to speak in a leisurely manner. What he said was all about the Huangdi Neijing The content is the part of Guiyu District and Xuanyuan's discussion of Taoism.

But in fact, it is based on this to explain its own way.

He can't explain it, otherwise it will inevitably detonate the backlash of the years, and he doesn't even read the text recorded by Cangjie. Outside is the original story of Yanhuang, the branches and leaves of that tree spread, pedestrians and children running .

In the room on the side of the road, there is a white-haired Taoist sitting cross-legged on a futon.

It was a pale old man with a carving knife in his hand.

When the Taoist said his own way once, the old man also recorded the last stroke. Cangjie's white hair was wet with sweat. The Taoist looked at the old man and said, ... I don't know. How much has it been recorded?

Cangjie sighed: What you said is too profound, it's a pity, if Guiyu District is there, I will be able to comprehend more. What I wrote down is only 30%, or even less than 30%...

And for some reason, although the old man understood the mystery of what you said, he couldn't fully repeat it, so he had to write it again based on his own comprehension.

So much the better……

The white-haired Taoist got up and said, If we record everything, we will all be in bad luck.

Besides, although I am not a talented person, it took too long to get to this point. I have experienced life and death again and again. My path is not so easy to take down. If you say Record it all in one breath, it is estimated that no one will be able to get started.

Cangjie asked: ... I don't know this classic, but does it have a name?

Just Yuxu..., oh, forget it.

The white-haired Taoist paused slightly, shook his head, and laughed at himself: I won't cause trouble for the old man, just treat it as if the poor Taoist has never been here. This sutra is based on the name of Xuanyuan Huangdi. I remember his theory of Taoism. , and some comprehension.

Huang Lao's study.

Cangjie was startled slightly.

? ? ?

Ji Xuanyuan, said? That brat? ! when did he...

Before he could open his mouth to ask, the Taoist looked outside, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, a majestic aura turned into a small world sword formation, which blocked the door, Cangjie was puzzled, the white-haired Taoist took a breath, and resisted the surroundings The power of cause and effect, said:

I have the four major roads in the domain, I'm afraid I can only demonstrate it for you once.

Let's see!

The four major domains are Heaven, Earth, Tao, and Man.

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After a while, the small world formation formed by the sword energy dissipated, and Cangjie's face turned pale, as if he had returned to the era of the confrontation between gods and demons. The white-haired Taoist nodded, exhaled, and said gently: Then, goodbye ...

After this farewell, I'm afraid we won't see each other again.

Leaving a legacy for future generations can be regarded as secretly changing the past.

reversed fate.

After a long time, Cangjie came back to his senses, walked out of the house, and saw that under the big tree, there were Xiong's roads extending in all directions, and the white-haired Taoist stood in the road, with black wooden hairpins, white hair hanging down, stretched out. He caught the fallen leaves at the intersection with his hand, his expression was gentle, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cangjie murmured, ...Dao, Dao?

The old man turned around suddenly, leaned down and rummaged around, and finally found a broken one, which was the human oracle bone inscription [Tao], but this road was just a square intersection. The old man recalled that the Taoist stood at the intersection just now. Suddenly, he had an inspiration.

In the center of the hieroglyphs at the Sifang intersection, I added a [头] representing thinking, and a [Zhi] representing walking, so a new character appeared thinking about the road and walking in all directions. .

It is no longer a simple four-way intersection.

Instead, walk in it and think about the [Tao] of the true way of heaven.

The old man looked at the words on the table, and came back to his senses after a long time. Although he didn't understand why this Taoist who had left his own inheritance, he had to use the name of Huangdi Xuanyuan. Could it be that he was avoiding something, or that he really didn't care These false names?

But Cangjie still added some Xuanyuan's Art of War to rule the country in the text he transcribed.

For example, if a traitor is born in a country, it will collapse when it moves, and so on, which are combined into one book.

However, thinking of the power of the four great powers in the domain displayed by the Taoist, Cangjie couldn't help being absent-minded for a long time, sighing for a long time, and added a line of text to this classic book——

When the sky sends murderous intentions, the stars move to other places; when the earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the land.

Human Hair Killer...

The old man recalled that Taoist supported the sky and the ground with one hand, and then had the power to shake the sky. The record is as follows.

Heaven and earth repeat!

Heaven and man are co-produced, all transformations are established, and it is the way.

Outside, the white-haired Taoist restrained himself and whispered to himself:

I have tried my best, so I should have changed my fate...

Cang Jie stroked the words he had recorded, but it was a pity that he had listened to that Taoist say these words, and then recorded them in his own words. The subtleties are probably difficult to read, so he sighed and said: It is so subtle that it is difficult to see, so it is called It is yin; it is wonderfully combined with the avenue, and it is called a talisman.

The scriptures are the eternal law.

Assuming it was entrusted to Xuanyuan, it is called...Yellow Emperor's Yin Talisman Classic.

The white-haired Taoist let go of the green leaves and walked out of Xuanyuan Hill.

Did... change the established destiny?

Did the words left by me touch the practitioners of later generations?

The Taoist who had tried his best didn't care anymore, he just held his sword and looked forward. When the fallen leaves fell on the ground, they had already turned into light and left——

Lord of Return.

Die.

PS: The second update today...