Museum of Demons

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The huge flow of information flushes in an instant, and the huge pressure on the soul.

The man in the black robe snorted almost uncontrollably, covering his mouth and backing, staggering, and a lot of blood oozes from the fingers of his fingers, like a huge drill bit in his head. Pain, trance before me.

The young monk in front of him looked plain.

The Buddha's light is still as dense as before.

The black-robed man fell silent, stretched out his hand, slightly spread his five fingers, and collected the ancient book on the ground into his palm, and said, "Dao Yan, this is what you want. Now I can give you this thing. You can also take these people out."

"I will never shoot you again."

The young monk raised his eyebrows, read the ancient book, and said, "Good business."

"But you miscalculated a bit."

"The poor monk really wants that book, but the scroll is just a dead thing."

He said in a flat tone: "In the eyes of Buddhist disciples, even the relics of Sakyamuni is not as important as the people behind the poor monks. Moreover, the expert from China has already arrived. The demon, the poor monk depends on what you want to do? "

"The comer has a strong spirit, is rare in the world, has great magical powers, and is an unparalleled cultivation base!"

"Even I haven't seen a few in these centuries."

"When he comes, you will know the end."

"The poor monk will thank him again for his life-saving grace."

"And now..."

Dao Yan folded his hands together, and Bao Xiang solemnly said, "Amitabha... what is the pure land?"

"Um??!"

With the monk as the center, a light of Buddha spread, and finally turned into a field full of clear Buddha light, covering all the ordinary people behind it. The peaceful sound of Buddhist chanting made these ordinary people sleep peacefully, while the young monk's expression was dull. , The eyes are slightly constricted.

Everyone fell asleep, and the Buddhist monk, who had just appeared gentle and quiet, spoke sharply for a moment.

"My Pure Land Sect, Zen Sect, Dragon Tiger, it's just a dispute between Shenzhou Taoism!"

"Who do you think you are."

"It deserves to be compared with me?!"

The monk sneered several times and recited the Buddha's verse.

"The sea of ​​suffering, boundless sinking."

"The Pure Land will take a break, and a boat will be carried out."

Until this moment, the fundamental Dafa practiced by the black-clothed monk was fully revealed. Before he stood in the pure land behind, the many temptation illusions that were originally blessed on these ordinary people were also blessed on the young monks, as if the obsession of those people was combined with Desire is burdened on oneself, but the look is flat:

"All kinds of sins take my body."

"Hell in the air..."

"Nor will you become a Buddha."

He closed his eyes slightly, abruptly carrying the illusion transformed by these desires.

The black-robed man was astonished by the toughness hidden beneath the monk's superficial character.

He actually turned this area into the Pure Land of Buddhism forcibly, using his own soul to accommodate everyone’s desires, using this method to break through the illusion, and connect himself to the Pure Land. As long as the black-robed man attacks, the Pure Land will flood. Move, it is equivalent to the former helping Dao Yan break through the illusion, and will also be attacked by the illusion.

At the same time, Buddhism's defense and attack methods are integrated into a magical power.

Is it because there are reinforcements and I have confidence, so I can give it a go?

And what made the black robe man shocked the most was that he was under such tremendous pressure.

The spirit of this young monk should have fallen into the illusion.

There is even a trace of reason and self-control, and there is no instant sinking.

Even the opponent couldn't help sighing in his heart.

What a persevering Buddha mind this is!

Worthy of being a monk practicing Ksitigarbha.

Dao Yan forcibly resisted the pressure of the illusion trial of thousands of people, and did not immediately fall into his illusion. He breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his hand to make the person in the Pure Land behind him be the same as men, women and children, with the older ones behind and the younger ones. One in front.

Those who are too short stand on the rock, and those who are too tall make a hole at their feet.

Neatly arranged in two rows.

Then he let out a breath.

An An Anxin fell into the illusion.

Dao Yan finally looked at the black robe man with regret in his heart.

Just laughed, only one corner of the mouth turned up, and a crooked mouth smile...somewhat uncomfortable.

I want to pull the mouth on the left side as well, and it's symmetrical.

Pity.

However, my desire and obsession...what will I see?

The young monk who shared his obsession with ordinary people just flashed through such a thought, and was completely swallowed by the illusion and fell into his own trial.

…………………………

At this moment, where Wei Yuan is.

When the young man saw the maskers go to Wei Yuan's side, he mustered his courage and wanted to throw the stone in his hand, suddenly a burst of strength on his shoulder pushed him, and when he turned his head in astonishment, he found that The girl who was walking with herself was pulled by the spreading vines on her ankles, her complexion turned pale.

From this position.

If he himself hadn't been pushed away just now, he is the one who is entangled now.

At this moment, watching his companion being caught and rushing forward in his heart, suddenly the twisted and terrifying peach blossom branch slowly solidified, and then turned into a handful of white sand dust. The young man hurriedly took the girl in the cotton dress. He helped him up, and when he turned his head hurriedly, he saw that the sea of ​​flowers and vines over there had already enveloped the youth in the wheelchair.

Then these peach blossoms collapsed instantly.

It seems to have been air-dried for a long time for thousands of years.

Such a deadly air-dry almost spread to the limit of the field of vision in an instant.

Even the two tall and strong masked guards collapsed together with these peach blossoms, except for the young man who looked a few years older than himself, and the man in armor in front of him, The woman whose face was concealed was not affected. This scene was full of death and dying, which made people tremble with beauty.

Because the surrounding peach blossoms were all shattered, the youth and girls were also clearly seen.

Wei Yuan noticed these two people, slightly surprised, and said with a smile:

"Two, do you need help?"

The young man hesitated, thinking that he could not run away, and simply approached.

Wei Yuan deliberately asked about the situation here and took the initiative to heal the girl’s injuries. The Taoist talisman was basically all-encompassing, and he drew a talisman on the volley to restore the girl’s body. The young man breathed a sigh of relief and introduced himself: "My name is Wei Yuanliang, this It's my friend, A Liu."

Wei Yuan nodded and smiled: "My name is Wei Yuan."

"Can you tell me what happened before?"

"Wei Yuan..."

Wei Yuanliang was silent, let out a sigh of relief, and simply said: "Everyone here will enter that illusion. Listening to what a master said, this illusion dream seems to be able to realize people's wishes. I am here. In my dream, I met a cultivating school..."

He was very simple and neat, and also very smart, and directly recounted what he had encountered.

Then I saw Wei Yuan sinking into thought.

Wei Yuanliang hesitated and asked, "This place is terrible, and the place is weird. No one can avoid the peach blossom mist. They are all drawn into the dream that can realize their wishes. But why are you okay? It's because of you. Is the cultivation base very high?"

"why?"

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, then smiled and replied softly:

"may be……"

"It can't fulfill my wish."

"no way……"

Wei Yuanliang was stunned. Wei Yuan moved the wheelchair forward and looked at the elite of the daughter country in front. He seemed to have some impression. This woman should be the one who helped hold the scroll when he was in Longhushan before. Wei Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand. , Trying to shake her awake, but before touching her, the woman opened her eyes suddenly.

After that, it was like being on the Dragon Tiger Mountain, full of guard.

The woman stepped back, avoiding Wei Yuan's palm directly.

Wei Yuan didn't feel surprised, and politely introduced himself:

"Hello, in Xia Weiyuan, do you remember?"

"On Dragon Tiger Mountain..."

Jue, wearing the national armor of her daughter, stared at the front of herself introducing herself. Wei Yuan seemed to be worried that she had forgotten her identity. While rejoicing that she was wearing a visor, she looked left and right, confirming that she had come out of that strange illusion. Out.

That illusion is very peculiar...

Is it out yet?

……………………

A moment ago.

When Jue stepped into the Peach Blossom Spring, although he was also caught in the so-called secret illusion due to the interference of the surrounding environment and the role of this secret realm, it was only aimed at the wishes of mortals, and Jue itself was not a physical mortal. fetal.

So, she actually maintained her consciousness ~www.wuxiahere.com~ like playing a game or watching a movie.

So strange, similar to a first-person perspective game, overlooking this illusion.

"It's an illusion... this is the style of the gods."

When the white light around was dissipated, she looked around and suddenly found something very strange-she was in the old street, which is normal, but why is she in the museum instead of the flower shop? I looked at the wall and above. There is a plan sheet on which it says that today is her turn to make breakfast.

make breakfast?

Jue was curious, and then thought it was too strange.

Why would I wear an apron?

Why do you wear slippers in the museum?

Where did the recipes on the kitchen come from?

Go out of here early.

Jue immediately decided to induce the flow of wind to penetrate the secret realm.

The girl secretly made a decision. There was footsteps behind her. Jue turned her head, but was stunned. She saw Wei Yuan, who was wearing home clothes, come out with a yawn, and then she found herself smiling and nodding habitually, and then said: "Yuan ..."

"wrong."

The girl watched her cheeks redden in the dream, and said:

"Husband."

"Morning, Jue."

Then the owner of the museum nodded naturally, and then walked to the dining table wearing the same slippers in different colors. The girl’s true spirit widened her eyes, her mind seemed to be down for a moment, her thoughts were stagnant, and she was only left to break The wind condensed from the illusion surrounds the fingers.

Why live in a museum?

Why is it called this way?

Why is Yuan also so natural?

too weird!

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ps: The second one today............Thanks to the leader of Daming 9524, thank you~

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