Museum of Demons

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When the true spirit left by himself in the Ming Dynasty disappeared.

Wei Yuan hugged his brain, feeling that his brain was trembling, and he wished to be slammed to death-the memory of himself pretending to be in front of him appeared, clearly like what happened yesterday.

It's like someone who was still using his phone at three o'clock in the morning last night and had to go to work the next day.

The next day, he dragged his trembling brain to punch in, wishing to kill himself yesterday.

Wei Yuan felt that way now.

In the Ming Dynasty, grasp the future and make arrangements for the years.

That kind of calm, that kind of indifferent.

The old man is A Liang, who is invincible in this world.

But wait until I remember it.

That kind of bashfulness, that kind of regret.

There is also a sense of shame that the density of black history is pure enough to make people hit the wall.

Wei Yuan wanted to go back and drive himself to death at that time.

"Fortunately no one saw it."

Wei Yuan sighed for a long time, feeling that at least he had saved his face and would not die on the spot. With the fusion of the true spirit he left behind in the Ming Dynasty and the self at this moment, the dream that was briefly frozen also slowly recovered. Normal state, start to flow.

Watching this misty rain Jiangnan.

And Dao Yan was just a young boy. Dao Yan shared most of the obsessional desires for ordinary people and was severely affected by Peach Blossom Spring. This dream was quite strong, and Wei Yuan’s sword energy couldn’t do it without hurting Dao Yan. In the case of the soul, wake him up.

Will he only be able to wake him up?

Wei Yuan pondered.

Take a step forward.

Thirty-six supernatural powers of Tiangang·Deformation of fetal transformation.

It's just one step out.

He became an elegant young man wearing a gray robe with his black hair erected in a jasper hairpin.

He glanced at the fabric on his body for a while, it was dark blue, and he shook his sleeves, his right hand was behind him, and his temperament was exactly the same as before.

Yao Guangxiao, the Dao Yan of the dream, had his pupils rejuvenated. He didn't realize that the dream had been stagnant just now. He seemed to be still in the previous plot. He raised his head slightly and said in that tone:

"I didn't plan to be your student at all, but since you pleaded with me like this, it seems that we have been together for several years."

"Well, it's not impossible to ask me to be your apprentice."

However, just as he waited for the gray-robed gentleman to decide to accept himself with gratitude, the gray-robed youth with a pleasant smile said: "But, I changed my mind. I don't want to accept you as an apprentice. NS."

Dao Yan: "??!"

The smile on the boy's face froze.

Well, this script is wrong.

The eyes widened slowly.

When I was about to explain, I heard a tease.

"Besides, do you want to be my apprentice that much?"

As soon as he looked up, he found that the gray-robed young man had become a museum owner wearing black and red clothes, looking at himself with a smile.

Dao Yan's expression freezes: cardiac arrest!

………

"what!!"

Dao Yan opened his eyes abruptly, breathing quickly.

Big drops of cold sweat ooze from his forehead.

His hands trembled slightly.

Nightmare...

It was a nightmare.

Amitabha, why is it such a dream? Fortunately, it is a dream.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Dao Yan sighed in relief and raised his head.

Seeing the museum owner wearing black and red clothes looked at him with a smile.

"Meet again... Master Dao Guang."

The voice paused:

"Or, Guangxiao?"

Dao Yan.

Second cardiac arrest!

…………

Seeing Dao Yan who was so shocked and almost unable to hold up the high monk's demeanor, Wei Yuan was happy in his heart.

The me in the past, sure enough, it was really pleasant to bluff people like this.

It is also very pleasant to pretend to be in front of others.

The premise is not self.

Dao Yan managed to maintain a Buddha's heart, looked at Wei Yuan angrily, and said:

"You...remember?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

He only got a small part of the memory of the true spirit.

Then joked: "It's just that in your dream, I saw a scene where you wanted to apprentice."

"By the way, do you really want to be that gentleman's apprentice?"

The handsome young monk's face looked like frost, and he categorically denied, "How is it possible?"

"The poor monk is a monk, who recites the Buddha."

"Mr. Nayuan... healer, but he has lived in my medical clinic for a few years. He saw that the poor monks are the best choice because of their roots and qualifications. Therefore, they entangled with me hard and wanted to accept me as a disciple. In the end, the poor monks That’s the case.

Wei Yuan pretended to be depressed, and then smiled and said, "Oh, that's how it is."

"awesome."

Tiannv Jue was watching. When she said this, the corners of the museum owner’s mouth were slightly raised, and her bright eyes were slightly narrowed. When she looked from the side, although the smile was warm, there was a kind of fox inexplicably. feel.

Wei Yuan silently put the recorder back in his sleeve.

Very good, Dao Yan's dark history is like a plus one.

Then, he can't blackmail me anymore.

This is the survival skill that has been mastered after being tempered, and the method learned under the polishing of the girl.

Qingqiu's specialty is a deterrent to death.

Wei Yuan did not pay too much attention to this matter, and asked about Dao Yan's previous experience. The latter settled down, accidentally discovered this secret realm, and then talked about the fight with the black-robed man. Once again, as for his own incarnation of the Pure Land, the matter of sheltering these people behind it was just a stroke.

"in addition…"

Dao Yan's voice paused, and he decided to say: "I saw a stone stele when I entered the secret realm. It may be the legendary Hetu Luoshu, at least one of them. Now, the man in the black robe is probably already Go to the deepest place."

Hetu Luoshu...

Wei Yuan looked forward and saw only a patch of pitch black. There were countless peach blossoms in full bloom. The aura emanating from the shadows could not even penetrate into it. Wei Yuan groaned, stretched out his fingers, and took his own one. The wisps of true spiritual aura stretched out, it was almost like taking the initiative to feed the tiger.

But these peach blossoms are different from the previous peach trees.

Even Wei Yuan almost opened up his superficial consciousness and fed his true spirit into their mouths.

These peach blossoms were stunned, completely refusing to touch Wei Yuan's true spirit and memory.

It's like that is the most vicious poison in the world.

Jue stretched out his fingers, a wisp of breeze flew in, and then was led by the formation of peach blossoms to deviate from the position, slightly surprised, Dao Yan over there also made his own attempt, his expression was slightly sinking, and he said slowly :

"It seems that the peach blossoms are the formation, turning into a secret realm in a secret realm. What we see is a peach blossom, but there are actually'worlds' inside. That person can't stop or even play this The real power of a Taohuayuan formation, but it is still possible to simply use these highest-level formations to stop us."

"If the poor monk guessed right, this should be the formation of the gods."

"It may even be something before the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors."

"Only the power of the gods can produce such unreasonable magical powers."

Dao Yan spoke slowly, deliberately exaggerating the matter.

Then he looked at Wei Yuan, wanting to see a look of astonishment on the latter's face.

Then of course it failed.

"..."

The monk looked away silently, feeling a certain suffocation that he wanted to show off but was resolved into the invisible.

"Is it on behalf of God..."

Wei Yuan stretched out his finger to touch the peach blossoms. After refusing to touch Wei Yuan's dream, these peach blossoms finally showed their own particularity. It was just that the outermost peach blossom just now almost swallowed Qin Yuan, and the phoenix Si Yu was forced to use Zhu Rong Shen Shu instinctively, but Zhang Ruosu was not disturbed by it.

And the defense on the inside is more than that on the outside.

Dao Yan drew out his dagger and tried it.

Extremely tough, like a tiger fur, but the hardness is not inferior to the scale armor.

Dao Yan exhaled a suffocating breath, used the Buddhism magical powers, slightly perceiving, and said slowly: "This secret realm is very strange. If you walk by the perception of ordinary people, that person is eight hundred miles away on the road. All of them are peach blossoms like this."

There is almost no solution.

Dao Yan frowned, thinking for a long time, still helpless: "It's too late."

Nine quiet places.

Zhu Jiuyin and Jiutian Profound Girl relied on the existence of Wei Yuan and Jue to evolve a heavenly secret,'seeing' this scene happening in the world, the awe-inspiring woman held a peach blossom in her hand and said: "... the **** praised her father's stick. The transformed peach forest is the foundation, and it is very difficult to evolve in this secret world."

"Even if I enter now, it's hard to break through this peach forest."

"It seems that this little guy has nothing to do this time."

What happened in the depths of the peach forest when the mysterious girl evolves is just that there is something that can’t evolve, so there is always a blank space in this picture. As it evolves, the gap becomes bigger.

Jiu Yin thoughtfully.

But Wei Yuan knew what was in the depths.

There is a high probability that the Hetu Luoshu stone stele looked at the frowning Dao Yan. The latter tried to break through with the Buddhism supernatural powers, but the eight hundred miles of peach blossoms were connected, at least for this moment. Wei Yuan looked at Dao Yan, Dao :"This is…"

Dao Yan frowned, and replied: "Buddha's supernatural powers, omissions, destiny."

"But I can't break it."

"If you miss all the three realms and see the confusion, plus destiny, if you combine the two, you could have forcibly broken that person's deeds, but the formation of the gods is too difficult..."

He gritted his teeth and bitterly.

Wei Yuan thoughtfully.

"Leave everything..."

Raising the palm of his hand, he also learned the appearance of Dao Yan.

Dao Yan glanced at him and said with no good air: "Observation is the highest of my six magical powers in Buddhism. I don't know how many monks can burn relics. They will have heavenly vision or magical powers for the rest of their lives. Reach, not to mention omission."

"You do not want…"

Wei Yuan's five fingers slowly clasped.

Dao Yan's voice stopped abruptly.

There seemed to be nothing around, and golden streamers appeared.

"This, this is...?!"

Dao Yan fumbled for a while, a kind of dazed by being absolutely crushed in the realm of absolute self-confidence.

The surrounding Buddha light shined all over, as if the glaze body, Wei Yuan just tried it, but did not expect to use it, but the last thing he remembered was the old monk who pressed his hand on the top of his head, the gentle feeling in his palm was still there, and I'm just alone.

Now, even though the power of the Buddhism enlightened being dissipated, the sentiment still remains.

The sentiment is also rapidly consumed.

Wei Yuan was silent, his eyes closed slightly.

It seemed that the monk behind him was still looking at him quietly.

So swordsmanship and Buddhist magical powers are combined at this moment.

Taking Buddhism's destiny link as the guide, we can know the destiny and destiny of oneself and the six realms of the three realms and the lives of millions of lives. The three thousand troubles are lost and connected. Therefore, cause and effect are one, and the six realms are scattered from the perception of'I'. Go, there is only one cause and one effect, from the beginning to the end.

Use Buddhism's magical powers to lock the enemy causally, and then use the sword.

This shore and the other shore, with the body as a boat, the boundless sea of ​​bitterness, crossing with one sword.

Cut the cause and effect, cut the long-cherished wish, cut the other shore, cut the Buddha statue.

Therefore,

Everything is indispensable.

Five-finger grip.

In an instant, there seemed to be a boundless spirit swept across, and it seemed to be just the illusion of everyone, the world was stagnant, and then, in front of the eight hundred miles of peach forest, every peach tree and every peach blossom slowly cracked from the middle, one Disperse instantly.

All obstacles to the road ahead have been removed.

The young man wearing a black coat with red lines retracted his palms.

Saw it.

But it was like an epee without an edge, exuding a sense of oppression that no one can ignore.

"...You can go now."

He said.

God formation.

The peach forest left by Kuafu—

One sword has been broken.

Dao Yan looked at the Buddha's light slowly dissipating in the void, with a hoarse voice:

"Have you... ever cultivated a Buddha?"

"Buddha cultivation? No..."

Wei Yuan shook his head, feeling stunned for a long time, and then replied:

"I just used to be with a fellow who changed from a human to a Buddha."

"I watched him turn from a Buddha to a human again."

"That's it."

…………

In the scene deduced by the Nine Heavens Profound Girl, it was instantly blurred.

After that, the eight hundred miles of Taolin in front had disappeared, and her expression was slightly startled.

"...This is, quite capable."

Zhu Jiu Yin was noncommittal and did not answer.

The line of sight fell.

The Nine Heavens Profound Girl also immediately noticed something.

Their eyes fell on the table.

In the scene of the performance, Wei Yuan seemed to raise his head, looked at this place, smiled, and nodded.

Withdraw his sight.

On the table, a peach blossom slowly withered.

The petal's crack is as sharp as being cut by a sword.

The Nine Heavens Profound Girl was speechless.

PS: Today's first update...Three thousand eight hundred words. Thank you for being like a god, thank you~

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