Museum of Demons

Jiuyou.

Next to the fragments of the sky, there is a gray robe like Zhu Jiuyin, with black hair hanging down, and a woman with clear eyebrows and eyes, propping her chin with one hand, looking boredly at the fragments of the sky that are changing in front of her, and playing with her temple black hair in her hands.

……So this is ah.

She looked at the unpredictable fragment of the sky.

Originally, she really wanted to help him master this object, refine the fragments of the sky, use it as a treasure, and set foot in Zhurong South China Sea, but it's a pity, it's a pity that she didn't step into it herself, or in other words, she entered the real world. [Shards of the Sky].

But Wei Yuan could not be found.

It was only later that I realized that the white-haired Taoist I met when I was young probably returned to the past from the fragments of the sky. As expected, Hun Tian had already taken that unique step, but I had brought him here with good intentions. This step out, but it is a different fate.

Causal loops, nothing more.

It's just whether it's cause or effect... In the midst of it, even I can't tell.

Xian looked at the fragments of the day with a quiet expression, not knowing what he was thinking about. After a long time, footsteps came from outside, and a woman in a fine attire respectfully said: Respect God, there are guests coming outside. See you.

Xian's tone was flat: I don't see you.

The female priest retreated respectfully.

After a while, he looked embarrassed and said: Respect God, that guest...

The woman's expression was flat: No see.

When the priest came here helplessly for the third time, Xian finally felt a little displeased, raised his eyes, turned around, and the fragments of the sky behind him suddenly flowed out layers of ripples, like seeing Xuanyuan Qiu when he was young on the sea of ​​clouds that flow.

The ostentation is really big enough. I visited the thatched cottage three times. I called out three times, but I didn't see each other.

A familiar voice sounded.

The shards of the sky radiate light.

When Xian in the gray robe turned around, he saw the green-clothed Taoist with black hair and white hair standing at the door.

Lifting his fingers, the fragments of the sky flowed into the palm of his hand, the white hair on the sideburns raised slightly, and the blue shirt was upright. Everything was as it was back then. The Taoist looked at Xian in the gray robe and said, Are you all right? The blood-stained Taoist and the Taoist in green shirt in front of him joined together.

A long time seems to have come to an end here.

The corners of Xian's mouth curled up slightly, and he said quietly and gently: Welcome back.

Then he realized that he had lost his composure, the smile on the corner of his mouth spread little by little, his body leaned forward slightly, his fingers pulled the Taoist's long hair at the sideburns, and he said with a smile, Oh, why, you have learned to worry about me? It's rare. Great Heavenly Venerable...

OK, it's the original.

The corner of the Taoist's mouth twitched, he stepped back half a step and said, It's fine.

I thought……

Well, why did you come back earlier than me?

He deliberately set up a trick to ask, but Xian just frowned and said: I don't know, as soon as I stepped inside, I seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze, and when I woke up, I was already here. You are not here, I thought you were thrown into this fragment.

It must be Fuxi's old snake scum that deliberately left me with sequelae.

I will avenge this revenge sooner or later!

The woman lazily stretched her waist, and said with a smile: Ah, looking at you, could it be that this journey to recover the fragments of the sky is very hard? I am different, it is so easy...

The corners of Xian's mouth curled up, and he said softly: I just fell asleep.

It's just waiting for you.

It's so easy...

The Taoist tried several times, but found nothing. In the end, he just looked at the fragments of the sky in his hand. It seemed that it was because of the existence of the Huntian letterhead. There is no resistance.

And Wei Yuan still had some guesses.

After the collapse of the sky that year, he once supported the sky and the earth during the time between [Buzhou Landslide] and [Nu Wa Repairing the Sky], and the fragments of the sky did not repel him strongly, which may be related to this incident .

Xian asked: So, what do you want to refine this thing into?

Like a sword or something?

...I haven't thought about this yet. To be honest, it's actually possible to use it just like this.

The Taoist raised his finger, and the shards of the sky that were enough to evolve a small world spread out, turning into flowing fresh air, changing endlessly, and said casually:

In the myths and legends of the past, as well as in the novels, all the treasures are swords, Buddhist beads, streamers, and bottles, just because these are the things in the cognition of those creators.

Since it is said that in the past legends, a long sword turned into a sword spirit.

That is to say, the weapon has turned into a human form, a monster.

Then why can't it be a warship? Or modern firearms?

In short, they are all the same shape, relying on the spirituality of the material itself, it is a talisman that is naturally transformed, and it did not say that it must be a sword to exert its effect...

The Taoist groped his chin and said, For example, in the legends of the past, or in the past era, only warriors could use axes as weapons, so in the legends of the Jin Dynasty, Pan Gu used an ax to create the world.

The most fierce thing now is the big mushroom.

Then why can't it be called [Pangu Mushroom Bomb]?

For example, it can also be Armstrong's revolving Armstrong cannon...

Xian rested his chin on one hand and looked at the Taoist who sighed freely. He didn't seem to stick to the so-called superior demeanor, or he didn't have such a thing for a long time. Street stalls?

But the Taoist finally looked at the fragments of the sky in his hand, thinking a lot in his heart, but he didn't make up his mind in the end. As he said, the magic weapon of this level needs to rely on its own material and the laws contained in it, not just its shape. Appearance is almost the usual characteristic of treasures of this level.

Forget it...go to the South China Sea later.

Wei Yuan thought to himself: Zhu Rong is the strongest in the way of fire, and his casting process is also among the top three in ancient times. Such a good material can't just be thrown into my hands... It was also a fate with him back then. His wife The focus of the disease is also maintained by the method I left behind.

However, why did Zhu Rong deliberately conceal his situation?

Although I participated in some things in ancient times, many things are still unclear and incomplete. For this part, I need to find a way to collect information again, and find a way to find out what happened...

The matter of Zhu Rong.

Fuxi's affairs.

And the matter of Emperor Wa... It is impossible for Emperor Wa to exhaust his background and completely disintegrate into what he is now about the matter of mending the sky. Emperor Wa has disappeared twice, and it is the second time after mending the sky. Fuxi also went out to look for her.

Along the way, something must have happened.

However, before doing this and exploring the secrets of the ancient times, you still need to improve your background and enter the country again. There is a huge gap in strength between the existences at the level of the top ten, such as the most powerful Emperor Jun and the queen who is not good at fighting. Soil, Emperor Wa fought alone.

There is a high probability that it was crushed and suppressed.

Not to mention that Wei Yuan is now Yu【Xu】 in the mouth of Hun Tian.

The branding is incomplete, the foundation is not stable, and the jump is too fast, and this is the only way to climb up.

He backhandedly put the shard of sky into the sleeve robe. He himself had died in the past, and now he is just a self-incarnation gathered together, especially since the Buzhou Mountain Kung Fu body collapsed in ancient times, Wei Yuan did not intend to continue to rebuild the Bu Zhou Kung Fu body. .

One is that without the guidance of Lao Buzhou and the special situation of being on the verge of extinction at the place where thunder and fire meet, Buzhou Mountain Kung Fu is not so simple to practice; The road has come to an end.

Old Buzhou stood there, even if he had reached the pinnacle of cultivation, he could only master similar mythical powers and support the sky, but he could not really reach the peak, unless he knocked Lao Buzhou out again, otherwise, The most extreme limit is also inferior to Lao Buzhou.

It is necessary to gather the way of self and develop one's own skills.

Such an idea spontaneously arose in the mind of the Taoist.

There is no ancestor and supreme, but it can be the beginning of all things, so it is called Yuanshi.

Everything in the way of fortune is supreme, and it is always in the second world, and it comes out of the heavens, so it is called Tianzun.

Is Yuanshi Kungfu...

The white-haired Taoist has already felt something in his heart and has some ideas. He has left his mark on the way of heaven, earth and everything. Next, he only needs to create a body with this method, condense the myth in himself, and make his own body and the innate way By echoing each other, skills and paths can be opened up naturally.

But before that, he had to go to Buzhou Mountain Yuxu Palace to give a sermon.

Also see those top ten peaks.

Wei Yuan was thinking up and down, looked at Xian beside him, and said in a gentle voice, Thank you for the piece of the sky. Xian smiled and said, It seems that this is resignation?

The white-haired Taoist smiled helplessly, pointed to the outside, and said, It's all a lie.

How can you not believe what you say?

She smiled and played with taste: Are you going to take the blame for yourself again?

The Taoist said with a smile: Back to the blame, it's not really... It's just that I thought of the rhetoric of the Romance of the Gods in the World at the time, and said something casually; secondly, I also wanted to see if I could really leave some here. inherited……

He who is destined to come, the law of fate is karma, and it can be regarded as the reverse of the cause and effect of the common people, to see what I can do now... I said that those who are destined come, but I never said that those who are destined are from this era, this time, It's in Dahuang and Kunlun.

The reason why I can't say Zhoushan.

It is because of which era, the Three Realms and the Eight Desolations, the four seas return to the ruins, and the Tianzhu can be seen everywhere.

Xian Wei startled.

The Taoist was dressed in a green shirt, his sleeves moved slightly, and he looked into the distance, not knowing who would be drawn out this time, and he just happened to ask what he wanted to know, and the Three Realms and Eight Desolations, the Four Seas Returning to the Market, and even the Heavens and Myriad Realms , he is already a first-rate figure, one of the few great talents.

Xian smiled and said, However, this time, how will you thank me?

The Taoist said: You say so.

Xian thought for a while, then smiled and said: I have always said that I want you to be a cook, but I have never had this opportunity. Now if there is such a level of cook who cooks in person, I will have the opportunity to ridicule him when I see Zhu Jiuyin in the future. gone.

However, since you have something to do now, let's make this agreement in the future.

The Taoist nodded: Okay.

Xian stretched out his white palm, and said with a smile: You can't take what you say verbally, how about high-fiving as an oath?

The white-haired Taoist smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and gave a high-five, as a promise.

Xian said with a smile: Then it's settled, one hundred years, one thousand years, five thousand years are not allowed to change.

The Taoist just regarded it as ordinary, and nodded with a smile:

good.

Then looking into the distance, the green robe trembled slightly with the wind, and disappeared without a sound. The four great elements in the domain, deep and mysterious, gather together to form, and disperse to form qi. Escape techniques such as vertical golden light.

You can come and go with just one thought.

Xian looked at the distance with a smile, and only looked back after a long time, the blue hair fell down in front of his eyes, and he raised his hand to pick it up.

In a blink of an eye, the hair is already white.

Have you started...

She casually picked up the sudden and dazzling strand of white hair, and the white hair dissipated.

The woman in the gray robe turned around, and the faded silver bell around her waist rang softly. The gray robe turned into a green shirt, with her hands behind her back, she walked briskly forward, and hummed softly: Yuanshi Tianzun, deep and mysterious, the four great masters in the domain, The cause of all effects.

Welcome back.

Xiyuan.

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The white-haired Taoist appeared in the Yuxu Palace on the edge of the world.

Appearing in the already dilapidated palace that has gone through thousands of years, he stretched out his hand, holding the core of Jiayi's mechanism in his hand, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his temperament was deep and cold.

He's going to have a try.

Turning back the years and stepping into the past, Jia Yi, who didn't have much contact with all beings in the world.

bring back!

PS: Today's second update... 3,600 words.