Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan put down the phone. If the nine-scepter that had just been recovered at the beginning could not reach him over a long distance, then at this moment, he accepted the last wish and will of one hundred thousand yellow turbans, and the nine-scepter, who had initially revived spirituality, could already be able to return to him. Do this easily.

It's just that when I put down the phone, I felt a little weird in my heart. I just seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking?

Or is it an illusion?

After thinking about it, Wei Yuan still raised his hand to draw a stream of wind and opened the window.

Then I sat down comfortably against the sofa cushions, opened the letterhead, and saw a letter written in traditional Chinese characters. The two horse-jacket charms attached to the letter proved the identity of the writer, which was exactly what was lent to The old man in his vest, Wei Yuan silently read the letter paper, and finally realized that it was the old Taoist leader, that is, Tianchenzi, who was invited by the heavenly master to inspect the surrounding Taoist temples.

Originally to visit an old friend, I went to Baiyun Temple for a few days, but I couldn't bear the smell of copper there.

But the previous words are full, and I have to wait for my old friend to break through before leaving.

The veteran Taoist had always valued face, so he was so embarrassed that he just broke his promise and left.

So Wei Yuan was told in the letter that one month after receiving the letter, I would go to Baiyunguan, excuse something, and quickly fish out his old Tao from this copper stinky den. He is very grateful to the old Taoist, and I will give you a lot of gratitude. I'm sorry.

After Wei Yuan finished reading, he couldn't help but laugh at the old man’s distress, but he also knew that the older generation valued these things more, so he took out the letterhead and wrote a reply, and then chose to express it to him online. The letter agreed to the old Taoist’s. Request, and kindly reminded the elderly whether they should prepare modern communication tools such as mobile phones.

He counted the time, guessing that this letter should have arrived several days ago.

It's just that no one has received it, and it has been given out several times in a row.

However, when it comes to the view of Baiyun, Wei Yuan thought of the special operations team to search for the place where Shanjun might live. After thinking about it, he first told Yu Zhang Ruosu about Yu Ji on the mobile phone software, and then called Zhang Hao. Call and ask about Shanjun, there can be more progress.

"Shanjun?"

Zhang Hao on the phone was taken aback, and immediately said, "Ah, I was negligent."

He said apologetically, "Because of this matter, I have been so busy these few days that I haven't had time to tell you, the owner of the mountain, we have found the location of the mountain king, and launched an offensive the day before yesterday, mobilizing special materials. The sniper rifle, and hundreds of monks with certain skills, launched a general attack."

"Finally, a whole block of circuits was broken, and the expert bombarded and killed with five thunders."

"Finally, I succeeded in killing Shanjun within the Taoist temple."

Wei Yuan was stunned: "...was killed?!"

He thought of the fact that Shanjun used the Jinyu Bird to fictitiously die before, and he still couldn't believe that the extremely troublesome ancient land was just killed in this way. He couldn't help asking: "Is it really Shanjun?"

Zhang Hao replied: "Yes, we found its relics. The owner of the museum gave us a rubbing copy of the strange power and chaos drawing scroll before. This is a treasure that uses the true spirit as the trace to follow. Confirm with it. There is a strong true spirit of Shanjun in the remains, and the elders of Taoism also found a **** in that Taoist temple."

"There is a fundamental spirit of the earth in it. The idol has been shattered, and all the spirits in it have collapsed."

"The true spirit and the earth are here, so he should be undoubtedly."

Wei Yuan had to admit Zhang Hao's words.

The physical body, the true spirit, and the earth body that is higher than the true spirit.

If there are no errors, then it basically means that Lord Shan has been dispelled and turned into powder.

Thinking that such a cunning enemy would be killed in this way, the ghosts in Wei Yuan's heart felt a little strange, and there was a trance and disbelief that the enemy had disappeared, Zhang Hao over there said again:

"Because this mountain monarch seems to have been sealed by the ancestor of Dragon Tiger Mountain, according to the process, these relics should be sent to the mountain and compared with the classics. After everything is over, seal the archives. If you want to If you look at it, I can send it to you."

Wei Yuan came back to his senses and said, "Then, it's time to work."

"By the way, where did Shan Jun hide in the Taoist temple before?"

Zhang Hao replied: "The view of Chixia."

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Ended the conversation with Zhang Hao for a long time.

Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, but never thought about what was wrong.

Because before Shan Jun died, Shan Jun did not die in his own hands.

As one of the assessments of Crouching Tiger's achievements, the Guai Li Luan Shen Catalogue has never reacted, and it is normal.

But Shanjun abandoned his physical body before, and he was in a state of astral spirit body.

This state itself is extremely weak, especially restrained by such upright magical powers as Lei Fa, and it is normal to die under the Five Lei Fa.

He had no choice but to put Shanjun's affairs down for the time being, took out a few one-yuan coins, and threw them in his hands. They flicked on the table, and the three coins were spinning around. At this time, he felt a little regretful. A kind of divine secret method, otherwise it can be counted as a hexagram.

Among the disciplines of medicine, divination and witchcraft, Taiping Dao is especially good at medicine.

Since he could not think of the death of Shanjun, Wei Yuan decided to wait until Shanjun's relics were brought back from Zhengyi, and then went to see it personally, put away the letter paper in his hand, and sent it out. He planned to go to Baiyun after handling the matter at hand. After watching around, he rescued the old Taoist who was trapped in face and couldn't get out.

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Dragon Tiger Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

Zhang Ruosu fell silent when he saw the news from Wei Yuan.

There is another deceased, who has been living for a long time, and wants to live in that street for a short time, hoping to be resettled by the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Thinking of the God of Huai Shui, thinking of the woman who dared to tease Lord Huai Guo Shui.

The celestial master wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, and ask the last question.

Your old friend, is she the kind he thinks?

The old Taoist priest is getting older and can't bear to toss.

However, since Wei Yuan never spoke out his name, he naturally had its implicit considerations, or maybe it was that the senior did not like to expose himself and did not like to contact too many people, so Wei Yuan would be handed over to communicate the matter. It is also the responsibility of the Heavenly Master Mansion to be responsible for the placement of the monks who have lived longer and have been out of the world for too long in China.

So after he sighed, he quickly answered.

Wei Yuan was surprised to see the cat's head on the phone and gestured with the ok emoticon.

Is it so enjoyable?

He originally thought that Daoyou Zhang would ask which senior it was, and then he would answer Yu Ji along the way. This would allow the two parties to communicate with each other and buffer them, so that they would not be so dry when they opened their mouths and directly asked for them. There is no room.

I didn't expect him to be so simple and neat...

According to Zhang Ruosu's style, Wei Yuan returned a black and white emoji bag held by the cat's paws.

He paused slightly and noticed the change in his aura. He stood up, and there was a faint yellow flame in the air. Soon, a streamer flew back directly from the open window. It was a nine-segment scepter, which was a floating guard. Next to Yuan, there was a slight tremor and a low voice, Wei Yuan's expression was gentle, and he stretched out his hand to hold down the nine-section staff.

At this moment, he felt the faint calling again.

Not only do they pray for the blessings of the ancestor’s edict when they cast certain spells, the Taoist usually prays for the ancestor’s scent before the morning and evening classes, before practicing Qi refining, this will directly point to the ancestor’s true spirit, and when the spell is cast through the talisman , Can be completed faster.

And Wei Yuan had already recovered part of the true spirit of that life.

Although his own Taoism is insufficient, under the blessing of the nine scepters, he can also faintly perceive the disciple's prayer.

He took the initiative to let go.

For him at the moment, this state is far more harmful than good.

My thoughts paused, and then I thought that one day when I confronted the Taiping Dao master, I could think of a way to use a nine-section scepter. When the opponent casts a spell, he will use the identity of the Taiping Dao second celestial master at a critical moment. Interrupting it and using it properly can play a decisive role.

You pray for the blessings of the patriarch.

The ancestor threw your talisman down and expressed his disgust.

Wei Yuan's thoughts paused, he stretched out his hand and flicked the nine-segment staff, sighing:

"It's finally back to me, old man."

"Do the math, it's almost two thousand years."

The nine-section staff trembled in a low voice, as if responding.

………………

Zhang Ruosu called his nephew who was in charge of Quan City affairs.

Hand over what Wei Yuan said to his nephew.

The veteran who looked much older than Zhang Ruosu was surprised. He had experienced the resettlement of seniors many times, but when he saw that the destination was the museum, he still had a little thought. Can't help but recall the previous experience.

I went with some of my juniors earlier to apologize for the fact that the disciple took the liberty to rush into the goddess.

On the contrary, in the deep dream of the museum owner, I saw a scene of him fighting the overlord.

The veteran is somewhat responsible for the feeling of this experience.

He remembers that when he was young, a guest in a red dress went up the mountain with a box. He was seriously ill when he peeped at the Overlord's gun brought by the guest. He was bitten by a snake once. Decades have passed. He was still a little afraid of the Naha King Gun, and he didn't want to go, but the uncle master ordered him to refuse, so he had to sigh and comfort himself, just to record the monks who lived temporarily.

I wanted to do the calculation once, but couldn't help but laugh at myself. The older he got, the more timid he became.

If you don't fall into a dream, naturally it has nothing to do with the Overlord Gun.

The old Taoist left a note and went with Shen Jifeng.

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Wei Yuan carefully cleaned out a clean counter~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then put the nine-scepter in his hand gently on it with his hands supporting it.

As always, I found a paper and pen, used a carbon pen to write at will for a while, gently put it down, pressed it against the bottom of the nine-segment stick, and was busy putting the flowers brought by Jue in a more appropriate place. There are a few lines on a piece of paper. The Shang Wang Bronze Jue tried his best to see clearly, and immediately lost his mind——

Museum collections.

Taiping Nine Scepters.

Hand-made when my teacher was young.

For the rod, the way.

Disciple Yuan, I would like to follow it.

Number-003.

PS: The second more today...The buffer chapter, work and rest, hurry to sleep, hurry to sleep~good night everyone~

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