Museum of Demons

Debt collection?

The gray-robed man said in a flat and distant voice, You are me, and I am you. You and I are one body, so what debt do we have? Since there is no debt, how can we collect debt? What he said was the heel, the foundation, It is the foundation of oneself, and the innate self.

His tone is no longer the indifference and coldness of thousands of years ago, but there is a little softness in the vastness, faintly flat, faintly comforting, but he has no regrets to take back the contract back then, just saying that you and I have the same origin, at this moment It is also a natural thing to return the foundation to oneness.

The black-haired woman in a blue shirt, with gray temples, twisted her white hair, smiled brightly, and said decisively:

No, I'm not you, and you're not me.

We just came from the same source 6,000 years ago. During these 6,000 years, the human race has changed from drinking blood to what it is today. You and I, we met different people and saw different things.

The Dragon Candle Shining on the Nine Nethers has the persistence of the Dragon Candle Shining on the Nine Nethers, and I also have my persistence.

So, we've never been one.

Zhu Jiuyin said flatly: Is this your answer?

Dedicated answer: It can be regarded as a choice...

good.

Zhu Jiuyin nodded slightly, and said: It seems that after such a long time, you have not gained nothing after all. Compared with the past, you have grown considerably. At least from this point of view, this seat is quite gratified.

The right hand stretched out, the five fingers were white and slender, the gray sleeve robe trembled slightly, and then slightly closed.

The candle dragon supporting the Nine Nether Kingdom suddenly let out a long chant, and the sound shook the whole field.

Between the sky and the earth, there was a vastness and thickness in an instant, time froze, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon stopped slightly, and then began to rise and fall again under the gaze of the emperor of heaven.

Huge background, although compared with the ordinary top ten peak levels, it is weak and short of foundation, but the realm is the absolute top ten peaks, neither Zhu Jiuyin nor Xian have any commitment to the agreement back then repentance.

Candle Dragon is one of the most contract-abiding gods.

What's more, it is directly swearing to the original world's root avenue.

The entire Nine Nethers trembled violently, and there was a short-lived terrifying situation where the heavens and the earth were out of order, and the sun and the moon were out of order. With eyes closed, waiting for the final outcome, his mind was unexpectedly calm.

Until Zhu Jiuyin withdrew his right hand, until Jiuyou's mutation slowly disappeared.

Xian opened his eyes and looked at the gray-robed man in front of him. The vastness and primitiveness of the latter had disappeared. Standing here, he seemed to exist there. It is thousands of years earlier than the Taishan Mansion in the legend of the human race.

He at this moment is one of the top ten peaks in a truly complete state.

Xian looked at him and said, ...why?

The gray-robed god said plainly: You are no longer me, this is what you said, I just took back my foundation and heritage to complete the contract, and you, Xian, you are not me If you have nothing else to do, leave Jiuyou quickly.

The man turned around and looked at the quiet and profound Nine Nether Kingdom. He felt that everything was going to change in the dark, and that the Nine Netherness might not survive. He stepped forward and said, Your consciousness can still last for a while. But, only for a while.

Without the foundation of this seat, your existence is just a castle in the air.

The erosion and backlash of time power will come soon, you will grow old little by little until you die, but during this period of time, you can still do what you want to do...

Aoyama Xian curled up his white hair at the temples, feeling his own weakness and truth.

Looking at the back of the seemingly inhuman god in front of him, he smiled brightly: It seems that you have undergone many changes in these years... If you were the original you, you should be too lazy to say a word. Take back all my background and foundation directly.

It was rare for Zhu Jiuyin to not have a mocking smile, but said plainly:

As you said.

After experiencing some things and seeing some people, there will naturally be some changes.

The invasion of time, without the resistance of the foundation, will become more and more intense, Xian, your time is running out...

……………………

Wei Yuan decided to forget about seniority, which became more troublesome the more he thought about it, and the matter of constant cutting and chaos.

No matter, feel free, it's numb.

You call me uncle.

I call Wa Huang Ma.

All things.

What I'm thinking about now is how to take this Yuxu Palace away and bring it to Buzhou Mountain. Regardless of Yuxu Palace, after all, Yuxu Palace still exists in the normal timeline. Yuan certainly can't directly take Jia Yi away from this era.

Because Jiayi exists in Yuxu Palace and waits for ten thousand years.

It is one of the prerequisites for the collapse of the two first-line gods, Rushou and Jumang.

From Wei Yuan's timeline, this is something that has already happened, and it is a [destined] thing. If Jiayi is taken away directly, it is equivalent to cutting off such a fate directly, and will directly face [ The life and death of the first step under the top ten peaks of the two statues] such a level of fate backfires and accumulates.

If it is said that he is old and immature, he has a strong waist and can resist.

If it is replaced by the emperor, the stars and all phenomena, high above, can resist.

But the owner of the Wei Pavilion has just climbed up to this level, staring at Yuxu's name.

It's neither tall nor hard, and I'm afraid that this backlash is not a rush to the street on the spot, but a direct follow-up of the old and different traditions of playing with himself to death, and it has become a real pleasure, but after visiting Jia Yi, will A Wei Yuan couldn't do it even before this eternity.

The timeline is not so easy to cross. After coming this time, he needs to cultivate for a long time before he can perform it again, and he has to come here several times before he can fill the gap of 10,000 years? The Taoist pondered for a long time, and suddenly thought of a choice.

After he took it out, in the normal timeline, the core of the first organ, which had lost its spirituality due to the long years, looked at the crimson dim core with a complicated expression, and then clasped his five fingers together, and the cause and effect reappeared.

A watched another 'self' appear beside him.

It's just that this self is not real, not real, like a reflection, revealing a sense of strangeness.

Master Headmaster... this is...

It's just a small trick... The Taoist replied casually, looking at the gradual appearance of Jiayi, this is equivalent to Jiayi's spiritual clone, similar to the existence of a reflection, which only repeats some fixed behavior mechanically and action.

It is true and false.

Enough to cover up, enough to distort the cognition of fate to a certain extent, the Taoist thought for a while, swept his sleeves away, and then injected the spirituality of Jia Yi at this moment into this newly created organ body, and the two organ bodies naturally Merge into one.

On weekdays, Jiayi's true spirit will fall into a deep sleep, leaving only the reflection created by Wei Yuan to move naturally, and only when [Houtu] comes here, Jiayi will wake up.

In this way, Jiayi's spirituality can be preserved, and to the safest extent, interfere with and distort the original destiny, and deceive cause and effect. Only by relying on such means can Wei Yuan's current strength be able to survive in the vast and turbulent waves. Keep a safe one.

This is also because Jiayi itself has little connection with this era.

It is because Jiayi himself does not participate in many major events, and belongs to the kind of drop of water on the edge of the long river of fate. Only in this way can he achieve this, while other old friends can hardly achieve this...

A Yi doesn't understand these things, and doesn't really care about them.

It looked at this palace that contained itself, as well as Huntian, Houtu, and the blood of Taoists in front of it, and thought that there would be other people coming here, so curiosity and joy emerged in its heart, and said: Zun... well, palm Master Jiao, will you accept apprentices?

Apprentice? No, no...

The Taoist casually said, It's too troublesome.

It's just that this seems to be a certain kind of practice. Whether it's Gonggong, Dijun, or Houtu, they have all experienced similar things. It doesn't seem good if they don't do it... At most, they just talk about Taoism and leave their own brand of Taoism. .”

as well as……

Taking advantage of preaching to promote one's own Dao, harmonizing with heaven and earth, and then relying on the feedback of watching all kinds of beings after hearing the Dao, further promoting one's own realm, and gradually perfecting and creating one's own primordial Dao body, it is always so light and fluffy...

A person who has spent his whole life as a reckless man.

The guard's feeling was as unreliable as if he had lost all his defenses.

On Buzhou Mountain, with the help of the particularity of Buzhou Mountain, the Yuxu performance is completed.

A Yi heard it in a daze, and said: Then, what kind of guests will come?

The white-haired Taoist was silent, his five fingers were slightly raised, and fallen leaves surrounded his body, faintly revealing the realm of the sky, flowing at a very high speed, but it just gave people a mysterious sense of time disorder, casually: Naturally, Those who have a relationship with Yuxu...

The Taoist looked at Jiayi with a smile on his face:

Well then, let's take a rest for a while.

We'll see each other in the future.

Then, the white-haired Taoist turned into a congenital qi, and under the pressure of the general trend of the world, he dissipated invisible, submerged into the original avenue, and then returned to the normal timeline. Sweep, and the fallen leaves will fly out.

Follow the flow of time, follow the sentence he said that day.

Anyone who is destined can come!

Fallen leaves fell one by one, trying to do it, some flew into the era when the waves were turbulent and flooded the earth, some fell into the vicinity of the bullock carts that were fighting for hegemony in the Spring and Autumn Period, and some flew into the sand and dust. In the chaotic times, they were trampled to pieces by Yan Han's last cavalry, and some even fell down, flying in the hands of the Chinese monks who sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree and enlightened themselves.

But fate is like a wave, rolling over with turbulence.

Some fell beside the young Taoist man holding a nine-stalked stick, and were stepped on by the Taoist man.

In the barbaric days of ancient times, everything turned into dust in the first instant.

And the Mahayana who conquered the Buddhist kingdom looked at the leaves in his hand, just smiled at the flowers, and left with a flick of his sleeves, ignoring the subtle mysteries of cause and effect hidden in it. Buddhism cultivates the mind and guards the nature, and he has the highest state of mind.

There is intentional and unintentional predestined relationship.

There is also the so-called [Yuanyuan] Yuanyuan.

It's just that most of the leaves sent by the Taoist's own karmic means dissipated in an instant, only two fallen leaves remained——

Hahaha, brother Taibai, please, please drink again!

Brother Taibai is both excellent in poetry and sword, but wine is also excellent. Only when you are drunk can you have a good sentence. Come, come, and drink this cup... On Jiangnan Road, a group of people pushed and changed glasses, and they were all overwhelmed The young people who come here are not afraid, just drink and watch, and describe it as open and unrestrained.

Suddenly drunk, he sat down on his back, and a fallen leaf fell into the wine cup, causing ripples.

The bright moon is in the sky, the stars rise and fall, the young swordsman holds the wine and looks at the fallen leaves on it, others want to take the wine bottle and refill the wine, but the young man just laughs, drinks with his neck up, swallows the bright moon, and the sky is full of stars , There is also this ray of cause and effect, unrestrained and unrestrained.

And the last leaf fell lightly.

It fell into the hands of an old man sitting on a green ox cart.

...Oh, fate is unpredictable.

The official named Yin Xi next to him said curiously: Mr....

The five thousand words of the moral scriptures have been preserved, and the predestined relationship between you and me has also been exhausted.

The old man patted Qingniu on the back and left Hangu Pass. Yin Xi was startled, and hurriedly chased him out. He only saw a little figure from his back, with one hand lying on the city wall, and shouted loudly: Old man, where are you going? where?!

Holding the green leaf in his hand, the old man just smiled:

Go to an appointment with an 'old friend' first.

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

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