Museum of Demons

Vol 3 Chapter 1252: Old friends see old friends, all fruits are due to me

Wei Yuan was sitting in the mountain, and now he knew why the outrageous cause and effect appeared on his body. After all, the Longhu Mountain Taoist surnamed Zhang had already built a Taoist temple in this mountain, the Zhenwu Taoist Temple. The enshrined statue pointed directly at himself.

Wei Yuan once twisted a method to see it.

The tortoise and snake will stand on one side, and the statue in the middle is Zhenwu, black Taoist robe, barefoot, draped in dharma, holding a sword, and behind him is a yellow-turban wrestler holding a black banner, which makes Wei Yuan feel extremely complicated.

It's not that he doesn't want to wear shoes, it's because he's been here for too long, the shoes were shattered by the influence of yin and yang, and even the wooden hairpin was rotted away, but it became a statue of Zhenwu, regardless of appearance The reason for the appearance.

But this karma has come to an end.

Wei Yuan, the highest **** in the north of the Taoist sect, once took over Xuanwu from the north in the future, and at the same time gave him the talisman of the Northern Zhenwu Emperor in the Taoist talisman system, but he did not expect that the source of this title was also himself. .

It really is the cause of all the fruits.

As soon as the effect is made, I am the cause.

It’s just that this time the karma was a bit big and violent. The surrounding yin and yang ripples had been dismantled and scattered into countless pure yin and yang vitality. The black giant snake clung to the branches of the old tree. At least it swelled to several times its original size, its eyes turned white, and it breathed heavily.

And the old tortoise no longer lay under Wei Yuan's seat as a mount.

At this moment, it was lying on its back on the ground, and the tortoise shell was slightly swollen.

Even if people have been swallowing the vitality of yin and yang since they were young, these two strange beasts can no longer swallow them anymore after decades of kung fu and Taoism. Swallowing the gas into the belly, the end of the abdominal distension and death.

So now Wei Yuan is sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, surrounded by dismantled, extremely pure yin and yang qi, circling and whistling, it is indeed incomparably mysterious. Wei Yuan didn't care about it at first, but after a long time, he was The yin and yang qi that he dismantled originally showed signs of gathering again, Wei Yuan had to find a way to get rid of these things.

All things are made of yin and yang.

In other words, it is woven according to a certain order and rules.

There is only one way to prevent it from returning to its original rules, and that is to give it new rules and order. Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, trying to weave Yin and Yang together in a mutually repelling way, but it attracted a lot of attention. A rather large explosion.

It caused the whole mountain to rumble and tremble non-stop, and Wei Yuan also saw the yin and yang energy in his hands annihilated directly, which made his clone quite embarrassed. Wei Yuan laughed loudly, but it was rare In this long dry sitting, I found something interesting.

So while dismantling it, recombining it and weaving it together, trying to use the fundamental vitality of Yin and Yang to construct and weave rules other than the Yin and Yang Dao. Bit by bit, he figured out some truths and possibilities.

Now the old tortoise and the old snake watched helplessly as the black-robed Taoist was weaving the laws of yin and yang.

Faintly turned into a picture scroll, although it is far from being accomplished, and they don't know what will be useful after the achievement, but the two of them can vaguely feel that although this thing is woven by yin and yang. , but it does not follow the path of yin and yang, but it is partial and faintly conforms to the Dao.

It is indeed extremely mysterious and unpredictable.

During this period of time, Zhang Ruosu once passed a message to him through the method.

Wang Chongyang has also created the foundation of Quanzhen, breaking the mystery of the womb. Since then, Wang Chongyang and Lu Chunyang have reunited as one person, and then escaped as a fairy, passing on the Taoism of Quanzhen Sect to his disciples. And, go to the bank of the East China Sea, and practice together, so that the time to cross the sea can come as soon as possible.

When the Eight Immortals came here, each of them left a message for Wei Yuan,

The power of the Eight Immortals is gathered into one, so there are naturally many changes, as well as the weather,

After Wei Yuan read the letter, he told them that they could cross the sea, but he himself left behind the acquired gossip represented by the Eight Immortals.

Throw it to the turtle and snake, and they don't eat it.

It was simply woven directly into the Yin-Yang scroll, leaving traces of gossip around Taiji in the place where Ming and Yang qi circled and intertwined, and opened up the change trajectory between Yin-Yang and gossip. It makes its breath more round and pleasant.

Time passed day after day like this,

Because as long as the two qi of yin and yang are left alone, they will collapse and return to their original state.

So when he was weaving the yin and yang, he simply incorporated the karma into it. Anyway, these karma appeared inexplicably after staying here, and it would be better if some of them were reduced. Besides, weaving cause and effect into yin and yang is even more wonderful, but one day, when Wei Yuan was deconstructing concepts, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

The black hair raised his head and looked into the distance.

The turtle and snake are already able to speak, and they are quite human. Snake letter in the mouth hesitated, opened the mouth and said:

"My lord, what did you see?"

Wei Yuan looked at the half-woven picture scroll in his hand, and said with emotion: "I used the karma accumulated in this era to weave this magic weapon, but just now, I discovered that one of the karma is about to break."

"Cause and effect are about to break?"

The turtle and snake generals looked at each other with a sense of bewilderment in their eyes.

Wei Yuan waved his sleeve robe with his right hand, and let the volume of Taiji diagram that was being weaved and refined flew into his sleeve robe, and said sadly: "Cause and effect are threads, from there to me, if it is broken, then there is something wrong with it." The old man is going to die."

"After all, it's a matter of karma, and even though it caused me a lot of trouble at the beginning, it helped me a lot afterwards, so I should go see him."

Along with the yin and yang ripples, Wei Yuan dismantled, refined, reversed and weaved them into the picture scroll in his hand.

Wei Yuan was less and less disturbed by the yin and yang ripples, and he didn't have to stay here anymore. Although he still couldn't do too many other things, he took some short actions and took a breath when he came back. It is not impossible to solve the accumulated impact of the law of yin and yang.

It was huge, like a dragon-like giant snake swallowing snake letters, and asked:

"Does Tianzun know who it is? Where is it?"

Wei Yuan was slightly startled, then laughed and said, "Although I don't know, why is it so difficult?"

He also pointed out that golden ripples appeared naturally in the void, connecting here and there with cause and effect, and then deconstructed the space with the changes of yin and yang. The two generals, the turtle and the snake, saw that a huge golden bridge appeared in the void, It exudes an incomparably rich causal breath and yin and yang ripples.

It caused a huge tremor in the void.

There are layers of ripples in the space.

Then the Taoist in black said: "You two wait here, I will go back as soon as I go."

The second general, the turtle and the snake, agreed and saw Wei Yuan walking up the huge golden bridge step by step.

Then there was a huge earthquake at the Jinqiao, the streamer was unpredictable, and the glow of the sun rose up, which more and more set off the fact that the Taoist who stepped on it was not a mortal. This was just the manifest application of the law of cause and effect. , above his own realm, there is no particularly significant improvement.

But in the art of delicate maneuvering, he has really realized a lot of methods.

Wei Yuan walked out step by step. When the cause and effect dispersed, he had already arrived in a city. In front of him was a dilapidated courtyard. When he raised his head, he could see an old tree spreading out. It was early spring, just after the middle of winter, and the leaves were mostly It has withered and fallen, a sense of decay.

Wei Yuan's body was haunted by cause and effect, and he changed his appearance at will.

Taoist robes and straw sandals, with some wine and meat in his hand, and only a casual aura of cause and effect on his body, it is enough to make anyone feel that he has seen this Taoist before, or occasionally saw this Taoist when relatives and friends meet, or maybe It is above the temple fair restaurant,

Glanced from a distance.

In short, he is not a stranger, but it is impossible to tell who this person is in detail.

The Taoist knocked on the door, startling the old tree sparrow.

After a while, someone came to knock on the door, and because of some cause and effect in Wei Yuan, he regarded Wei Yuan as a friend of the old man in the courtyard, so he invited him into it, and Wei Yuan saw the old man who belonged to this courtyard, it was an eyebrow Among them, an old man with undiminished arrogance, with his beard and hair hanging down, looks like a literati in all clothes.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw the plaque on the room inside.

"Jiaxuanju..."

There is only one person named Jiaxuan.

Xin Qiji.

It turned out to be him.

Xin Qiji, who was already old, looked at the old man in front of him. Because of the fate of cause and effect, he only regarded him as the robe who had fought side by side in the past. Even though he was old, he still ordered to buy wine and meat, and sat under the old tree to drink and chat.

When the wine was full, Wei Yuan brought up the past and said:

"I never thought that Jiaxuan would be in such a situation."

"When you were young, how high-spirited you were."

The old Xin Qiji laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, high-spirited? Indeed."

"At that time, you and I were both young, and the blood on our bodies was still hot. The horse was fast, and the sword seemed to have endless strength. When we climbed high and looked far, I always felt that I was the one who could raise the whip and spur the horse to save the country from danger. , My foster father taught me the art of immortal swordsmanship, and also handed over Marshal Yue's suicide note on the art of war to me."

"When I was young, I thought I was invincible in both literary and martial arts, and I was arrogant."

"I just feel that writing lyrics with a pen is the best in the world, and riding a horse to kill the enemy is also the best in the world. Conquering the motherland is just a matter of backhand."

"But, but why are we getting old..."

When the old man talked about the past, he burst into tears.

A meal of wine and food is hearty.

Wei Yuan looked at Xin Qiji, and a yin and yang energy flowed into the old man's body.

prolong his life for seven years.

Then he picked up a glass of wine and said softly to the drunk old man, "I respect your words, respect your ambitions, respect your blows fall, stars are like rain, and also respect your drunkenness of burning lights and looking at swords." , Dreaming back to Blowing Horn Company." He stood up, saw that the ray of cause and effect was finally broken, smiled freely, turned and left.

Xin Qiji woke up at night, drank a bowl of hangover soup, and saw the words he made when he was drunk.

I was about to write down who I would give it to but I didn’t know why, I couldn’t remember who the person I was drinking and talking with today was. The original owner of this courtyard believed in Huang Lao’s teachings. The Daoist Sanqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Xin Qiji smiled freely and stopped thinking about it.

It's just a pen-"You Ke Talks about Fame and Fame in Remembrance of Current Events in Youth".

The banner of the strong year embraces thousands of husbands, and the brocade eaves protrude and ride across the river at the beginning.

Yan Bingye Ni Yinhu? Han arrows fly towards Jin Pugu.

Chasing the past, sighing at me today, the spring breeze does not dye the white mustache.

[However, the Wanzi was flattened by Rong Ce in exchange for the owner's book on planting trees. 】

The old man caressed the last line of words, and suddenly recalled what the godfather said to him when he was young, and then handed General Yue Fei's posthumous letter on the art of war to himself, saying earnestly: "Don't You have to disappoint Da Song.” He was obviously drunk, but with a slight force on his palm, he murmured to himself: “Father…”

"You'an never failed Da Song."

"But Da Song, why did he fail the people..."

When the words fell, the emotion was deep, and when I saw the gray temples in the bronze mirror, I just realized the pain of Liu Xuande's painful resurrection, and I couldn't help but burst into tears.

………

Wei Yuan left here, but he didn't return to the mountain immediately.

Instead, he walked slowly in the contemporary era. Moreover, every step he took was accompanied by Yin and Yang, and the erosion of the law of ripples. He simply walked while slowly dismantling these laws. I don’t know how long it took, and the kingly energy of the Central Plains gradually withered. , and he has already come down the original mountain.

there is a mountainside

A Taoist temple, an old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple, told a story to a young Taoist priest.

That old Taoist is very old.

Gray-haired, without the vigor and vigor of when he first came here.

Sitting on the rattan chair, shaking and shaking.

"There used to be a big flood on this mountain in the past, and there is a spring below it. It used to be the place where the two generals, the turtle and the snake, appeared for the first time. Drinking a sip can heal the disease and strengthen the body. The snake is so huge that the turtle seems to be able to hit it. When this mountain collapses, there will be a Taoist on the tortoise, wearing black hair, holding a sword, stepping on a tortoise and a snake, and the follower will hold a black flag."

"If you are disobedient, hehe, I will arrest you."

In the remote mountain Taoist temple, the old Taoist priest slowly told the story, but the children in front did not feel scared, just chopping the firewood slowly, without moving. Although they were still young, they already had a few bearings like Yuan Chun and Yue Zhi. The immaturity between the eyebrows can tell the age.

Dangdangdang——

There are visitors in Taoist temples.

The incense was blown away.

The old and powerful Taoist raised his head, and saw a young Taoist at the door, wearing a black robe, but his hair was no longer shaved, but his eyebrows were very familiar, and there was no change from decades ago. This dragon and tiger Shan Ben The lips of the old Taoist who should be wearing purple robes trembled suddenly, he stood up tremblingly, and said:

"You, you... went down the mountain?"

Wei Yuan saw that the aura of this old Taoist who was the first to build a Taoist temple was already very weak.

The old Taoist respectfully offered incense to him, and then bowed down.

Wei Yuan looked at him, regretfully said: "You are going to die."

The old Taoist saluted respectfully and replied: "Taoists should know the destiny. There is nothing wrong with death. What I am afraid of is that I don't know what death is. But although I am dead, I have another plea. I hope you can listen to it..." He pulled over Looking at the little Taoist priest who was only five or six years old, he said:

"In today's world, chaos has arisen. This is the orphan I saw when I went down the mountain."

"The bandits entered the village, and then came the rebellious soldiers who suppressed the bandits. His parents are dead. I adopted him back. I am not married and have no children. I am sorry for the ancestors of Longhushan."

"But what my Taoist sect needs are fellow practitioners, not blood inheritance. I gave him my surname to end the cause and effect with blood. Now I am going down the mountain. I hope you can accept him."

Wei Yuan said, "Going down the mountain, what are you doing?"

The old Taoist replied: "People on the mountain go down the mountain to experience calamities~www.wuxiahere.com~ All of their cultivation cannot be buried deep in the mountains."

Wei Yuan looked at him deeply, and suddenly remembered that among the Taoist soldiers who followed Bai Qi into the wilderness, there seemed to be such a Taoist, who had personally experienced the calamity of swords and soldiers, so he nodded, the Taoist laughed and cupped his hands, After entrusting the child to Wei Yuan, he went down the mountain with a sword one day later.

Wei Yuan pulled the little Taoist priest and said, "Your surname is Zhang?"

"what is it call?"

The little Taoist said: "Master, my name is Junbao."

He raised his head, looked at the black-haired Taoist, and looked at the turtles and snakes circling on the mountain.

"Zhang Junbao."

PS: The second update today...

Zhang Junbao, named Sanfeng.

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