Museum of Demons

that's me……

that's me……

Hudi, who had lost weight again, muttered to himself, feeling faintly delusional and dazed like in a dream, faintly speechless, unbelievable but felt real, looking at the picture connected by the brand of heavenly talisman Slowly dissipating, there is a feeling that the person opposite is no longer the junior when they first met.

He is no longer a junior who is regarded as interesting by himself and can follow along to watch the fun at will.

But the strength is the highest in the contemporary era. After Buzhou Mountain Yuxu Palace preaches the Dharma, this name will also be the same as Tiandi Dijun, Hou Tuwa, Fuxi Saint, Water God Gonggong, and Nanhai Zhurong. A simple name is enough to stir up the Three Realms The existence of the general trend of the eight wastelands.

That's... the owner of the guard?

Yuanjue was shocked.

Just now Wei Yuan stopped covering himself up and left after saying hello to him.

yes……

It's the Master of Guards you know, the Heavenly Venerable of Yuxu Palace, who is about to overwhelm the world, the peerless one that can be counted in the entire era, even if you count it, the world is at the peak of eleven, twelve, twelve or three, Suppressing the world with your backhand can also protect the Lord of the Great Dao in a world.

Suddenly the emperor sighed and expressed all his regrets.

It is rare to have the remorse and unwillingness to indulge for such a long time.

I feel that I have never cherished the realm and talent back then. For ten thousand years, I was still standing still. It is shameful that I never really took that step. I was surpassed by Houtu, Zhu Rong, and their juniors one by one. Now even one The guy who is thousands of years old is also more than himself.

Then the flame was rekindled in the bottom of my heart, and I had the sharpness and sharpness to practice again and make great strides.

Well, with the current body and background of eliminating mixed thoughts.

Then step forward step by step, restrain your mind, and devote yourself to the practice wholeheartedly.

It may not be impossible to catch up from behind, surpass them again, and reach the realm of the top ten peaks!

The old man's heart was full of emotions and excitement, his blood was boiling, and he wished he could go to retreat immediately.

Is the purpose of my life, the meaning of life, just to have fun? !

No!

of course not!

Isn't it brave and diligent, walking like walking on thin ice, stepping forward step by step until reaching the peak!

The monk clasped his hands together and said, That's good, that's good, senior seems to have recovered.

So are you going to have a nice meal to celebrate?

certainly!

Emperor Hu immediately answered.

Have fun and relax!

The monk shook his head and laughed. At the fair in the next city, the old man ordered all kinds of delicacies to feast on. The monk just had a cup of tea. Suddenly Emperor looked at the monk and said, You and Yuan boy should have known each other for a long time. Look at him As the realm rises, you have to let go, don’t be persistent, so as not to appear demons.”

The monk shook his head and said, The Master of the Guard is the Master of the Guard.

This actually made Emperor Hu feel strange, because he couldn't see the picture he wanted to see, scratched his head, and said: Facing the people at the top, don't you have any reconciliation for the bald boy? Or, What's so special about this kid? For example, cause and effect, fate?

The monk pondered, shook his head, and said seriously:

The poor monk still hasn't felt how much the owner of the museum has changed.

It would be better to say that it would be better if the life of the museum could not be so tight.

When I had no income for several months before, Ah Shui had to go to work, and I needed Lady Vodka to draw comics to subsidize the family. Brother Binghun occasionally went out to work as a security guard for others.

The great monk murmured: It's so poor that the poor monk still has three months' salary on hand.

Each month's income is a deficit.

Before I returned the stud fund in order to earn a little interest.

As a result, I ate stewed cauliflower with cabbage for half a month that month.

Ms. Jue has to subsidize the expenses of the museum. The gods of Kunlun Mountain secretly say that the owner of the museum is a softie, and the owner of the museum has to go out temporarily to do odd jobs for the Taoist gate of Longhu Mountain, and go to the Kunlun realm to dig some herbs and become a second-hand dealer...

Emperor Hu opened his mouth wider and wider: ...

The dark history of Yuxu Yuanshi.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, and subconsciously manifested the recording pen that he knew from the Taoist's superficial consciousness.

Subconsciously said:

Baldhead, say it again?

……………………

After Wei Yuan ended his contact with Emperor Hu, he suddenly felt the ripples of his own destiny. He 'saw' the scene where Emperor Hu was about to record his dark history. Grasp slowly.

In the next second, Hudi's recording pen collapsed, and an interesting picture appeared, which drew the old man's attention away in time.

Well, black history can also be regarded as the cause and effect related to Yuanshi, which belongs to the discussion that indirectly points to Yuanshi.

It's not that I'm petty.

What's wrong with being poor.

Who doesn't want to be rich.

The Taoist complained, and pressed his eyebrows. In fact, ordinary money is not a problem for him now, but compared to his level of strength, or even a weaker existence than him, Yuanshi Tianzun can say that he is poor. Only a Taoist robe remained.

Think about Di Jun's understatement before that this bamboo forest belongs to me.

He didn't even blink his eyes when he thought of Houtu buying all kinds of spiritual materials.

There are even the huge magic weapons of the luxurious and huge palaces of Rushou and Jumang before.

They all set off a Taoist with few treasures all over his body. This style of behavior highlights a simplicity. Wei Yuan awakened Jiayi who was sleeping in this era, and then cheered up. Just sweeping the sleeve robe directly wiped out the entire Yuxu. The palace is equivalent to covering a huge world in the sleeve robe.

Then the figure gathered and scattered, and appeared near Buzhou Mountain in a blink of an eye. I saw the broken Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain and the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain. Even after thousands of years, the traces left by the confrontation were still clearly visible. , Wei Yuan's eyes are quite complicated.

Here is Tianzhu.

It is the place that supports the concepts of [Heaven] and [Earth] and maintains [Order].

It is the center surrounded by the heavens and the world in the true sense, and has a very high personality.

Wei Yuan intends to complete the teaching of Taoism here and complete Yuxu's first step in leaving his name in the world. There is another reason for this, that is, only here is it possible to complete the predestined relationship between the past, the present, and even the future. , the wonderful scenery that comes one after another.

It is still necessary to rub the foundation and road signs of old age.

It's just that Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, and didn't release Yuxu Palace immediately, and didn't immediately connect the cause and effect of Yuxu Palace with the remaining Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain, because he saw an old man standing on the peak of Buzhou Mountain. , wearing an ordinary gray robe, white hair, heavy and majestic.

Standing here, Bu Zhoushan's sense of boundlessness was suppressed by this old man.

Buzhou Mountain God!

The real 【Tianzhu】

Ranked in the realm of detachment, the top three without a doubt among the top ten peaks.

The old man Buzhoushan stood with his hands behind his back, gritted his teeth, and after he made up his mind, he will see who comes to Buzhoushan to take his place. Damn, how many years of fun he has been playing, he has woken up, and there are still people who dare to come over tease?

It's really fun to be an old man, right?

I really think the old man has lost his temper, right?

No matter who you are, if you come over, you will be slapped soberly.

No. In order not to be fun anymore, Zhou Shanshen stood with his hands behind his back, raised the face of the cards high, and heightened the atmosphere fiercely. Afterwards, he sensed an extremely familiar yet somewhat alienated atmosphere, and slightly shook his head. Startled, after a little identification, he found the source of this breath from the depths of his memory, his eyes widened, and he blurted out:

It's you!!!

Um? ?

The old man didn't recognize me?

Wei Yuan was stunned, and then realized that his Buzhou Mountain Kungfu body had been broken into pieces, and with the washing and baptism of time, his aura had changed from his original self, and he was more inclined to the Taoist in Lao Buzhou's memory.

After thinking about it, it might as well settle the matter first with the help of the fate method of the year.

Well, if you conceal your identity among the top ten, you can also trick Fuxi.

And with the matter of Dao Biao, I still have to settle the matter. I can't take advantage of the fact that I inherited the Buzhou Mountain Kung Fu before. Avoiding cause and effect, or actively contaminating cause and effect are all practices.

This is the realization of the Taoist himself after he began to dabble in the fate of cause and effect, gradually possessed the possibility of magnification, and interfered with fate to a certain extent. It was an attempt to practice the Dao and get feedback. .

The white-haired Taoist Yu Xuyuan began to appear, and Buzhou Mountain God's sense of alert suddenly decreased, saying:

...It really was you. You were the one who reminded the old man of the bloody disaster.

The white-haired Taoist nodded and said, No thanks.

Thank you, fart, thank you!

Bu Zhou Shan was so angry that his teeth were itching, he pointed at the Taoist in green shirt, and couldn't help but sighed: If you didn't say that you have trouble, old man, I wouldn't be curious, and I wouldn't go to see it that day if I wasn't curious. If I don’t look, where else can I come across such a thing?!”

Wasn't it just that you kid said something big was going to happen back then.

I wondered to see who was going to be unlucky.

Well, at the end, I was the one who was unlucky, I was the one who was unlucky!

Of course, it is impossible for him to say such a thing, how can he turn himself into fun? Immediately coughed, suppressed the urge to look up to the sky and sigh, and said: You are Yuxu? You are the one who said that Zhoushan Yuxu Palace?

This is to figure it out.

The Taoist nodded and said, Preach the Tao and make a name for yourself. For the time being, let's use the Daoist Daoist Hall.

Bu Zhou Shan's expression softened, he thought for a while, and said: It's not completely impossible to lend it to you. After all, you kindly reminded me back then, and the old man was bumped..., cough cough, after the old man was accidentally plotted against , It was you who supported the world and prevented the situation from deteriorating further.

With this predestined relationship, I should have taken a step back, but Dao Biao is a big deal, and these are not enough.

The old man was straightforward and telling the truth.

Wei Yuan's pupils concealed the charm, 'seeing' the karma surging around him, he nodded slightly:

Indeed, it's not enough.

Pindao already has an idea.

Oh? Let me tell you, I have seen many ordinary treasures, the old man. You may not be able to satisfy my vision. The defensive magic weapon is the priority, and the one that suppresses luck is also good. The more life-saving ones, the better. The mountain god picked out his ears, and his original intention was to give his half-poor apprentice some accompanying magic weapon, after all, he seemed to be going to the South China Sea.

However, he looked at the plain Taoist in front of him in a green shirt and white haired wooden hairpin.

Feeling a sour smell similar to that of his own apprentice, he said doubtfully:

Besides, you are almost poorer than my apprentice.

What good things can you come up with?

There is indeed no magic weapon, but Pindao has a promise.

The white-haired and green-clothed Taoist pointed to the far west, and said flatly: This matter is completed, and the poor Taoist can bring Buzhou Lizishan back here.

Rebuild cause and effect, and then set up the pillars of the sky to support the situation of the sky and the earth.

how?

The lazy old man's expression changed suddenly, and then he just shook his head and said:

Hahaha, I'm joking again. If this matter was really that simple, the old man would have moved Buzhou's negative son mountain here. This thing involves fate, and it involves [overlapping water and reclaiming] such a violation. The original cause and effect problem, you still...

The old man's voice stopped abruptly.

Seeing that the Taoist in front just flicked his fingers, the already broken fate, the cause and effect reunited, re-maintained, there is a possibility of reversing the cause and effect, and renewing the fate, his face froze bit by bit, and he looked up bit by bit, looking at the The white-haired Taoist: ... interfering with fate?

The Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, maintaining a calm expression, and did not let the corners of his mouth turn up.

Ask back: How?

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world.

museum.

Bai Ze lazily wore a head of curly hair, yawned and walked away, biting strawberry milk in his mouth, satisfied in his heart, glanced at the museum, glanced at the girl reading quietly over there, and felt happy and satisfied——Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Well, it's great that Wei Yuan isn't here, that guy isn't here, the museum is being looked after by Tian Nujue, and those Kunlun mountain gods will come to help, so he can be lazy.

If that guy came back, it would be a good thing for the Kunlun Mountain Gods not to shake their faces.

Also help?

impossible!

Totally impossible!

As for the help of the mountain gods, what is the use? Of course, it made Master Bai Ze's life easier and more enjoyable, and he was able to catch fish as a matter of course. Bai Ze drank the milk in his mouth, crumpled up the garbage and threw a three-pointer, lazily leave.

On a sunny day, the spring is beautiful, and the red flowers are green grass.

I happily ran forward.

Humming a song lazily, thinking of the source of this little song, I couldn't help laughing in my heart, this song can be regarded as a death flag, but well, it's useless to him, if he has the ability, he will come out with a snake spirit or something? Or is it a great power? Otherwise, it would be impossible to take him in if he was summoned. With the expressiveness in the movie, Mr. Bai Ze slapped him ten times.

With a bang, Bai Ze opened the door cheerfully.

I saw the sky hanging low outside the door.

I saw a man wearing a gray robe, with an indifferent expression, a distant temperament, red gold vertical pupils, and no emotion at all.

The smile froze.

PS: The second update today... 4,000 words.