Museum of Demons

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Dao Yan over there put aside the idea of ​​giving the museum owner a palm, and saw that Wei Yuan's sleeves were a means of forming sword energy, and then raised his hand with a sword to chop the majestic and mysterious stone stele into it. After the two halves, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the craziness spread.

In the sound of clicking, Hetu Luoshu was already full of cracks.

Seeing the black-clothed youth picking up his shirt again, he gave a head-kick with a grinning grin.

Just crush the top half of the stone tablet with one foot.

Incidentally, he smashed the ground with the soleplate of his feet.

Before Monk Dao Yan could say anything, he choked to death in his throat, and his thoughts froze for a moment.

Broken?

Is it so broken? !

What a special book...

Um? Wait a moment……

Then Dao Yan reacted with a drunk expression and looked at Kuafu next to him. The latter was stunned, no longer moving, and seemed to have no reaction at all. Kua Lin frowned slightly, and the black-clothed monk finally straightened it out. After finishing his thoughts, he slowly let out a suffocating breath and said:

"This Hetu Luoshu, is it fake?!"

"Nature is fake."

Wei Yuan replied that his body is now getting more cancerous, but his sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, and there is the kind of unbearable pain all over his body. He said in a calm tone: "If it's a real Hetu Luoshu, that inspired Fuxi. It’s impossible for me to control the treasures of Dao Sect and gossip array."

"It's even less likely to be smashed by a sword."

It is reasonable to say this, and Dao Yan is watching this scene complicatedly.

I haven't been able to recover for a long time.

Sighed secretly.

I was taken away by the Hetuluo stone stele before, and I didn’t notice it at all. No...or, until now, I haven’t figured out where the flaws in the Hetuluo book’s fakes are. For the client, Wei Yuan, who was definitely more affected by the prophecy, was able to perceive what was wrong with that kind of authority and make a decision.

An unspeakable sense of frustration emerged in my heart.

Qualin raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "...How did you find out?"

Wei Yuan meditated. The reminder he left later in the Ming Dynasty is hard to say. After thinking about it, he replied in a relaxed tone: "Well, if I have to say it, I have something special about ancient treasures like Hetu Luoshu. Method of identification."

He stretched out a finger and said: "The first step is to put the treasure on the ground."

Dao Yan nodded slowly: "It's for stability during the appraisal."

"The second step is to find the right field of view."

The monk thoughtfully:

"To watch?"

"The third step is to use a forty-five-degree oblique angle to slash with the sword."

"It doesn't matter if he is true or not, cut a sword first. What is not bad is true, and what is broken is false."

"The one that can pick me up with a sword is a genuine product."

Seriously analyzed Tao Yan: "..."

Qualin: "..."

The young monk twitched his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "What if the authenticity is broken by you?"

Wei Yuan pondered, and asked:

"It was broken by me, so is the future it deduced still believable?"

"And there was no movement when I struck up with a sword."

"Then it doesn't matter whether it's true or not, it's definitely a treasure."

Dao Yan: "..."

Young ordained, the monk who is proficient in the three religions and the nine streams, even the unskilled monk in the market trembles, gritted his teeth: "Where did you learn these crooked ways..."

from where……

Wei Yuan constricted his eyes.

At least, in the years recorded in history, the name of Yu was in the person who had obtained the Hetu Luoshu book. On that day, Qi was extremely excited and told him that this was the treasure of ancient times, and Fuxi had once realized the gossip. The root cause is overwhelming.

But I'm not sure whether the income is Hetu Luoshu.

King Yu laughed heartily.

Then tell Qi he has a way.

Immediately in Qi's expectant eyes, he drew out the shadow sword, and immediately gave Hetu Luoshu a crazy chop. When Qi's anticipatory eyes became stagnant, the expression on his face gradually became numb, and the hearty Yu moved aside. Muscles and bones, he put the sword away with a feeling of unfulfilled feelings.

He patted Qi on the shoulder.

"It's a genuine product, it won't be cut badly."

"Good stuff..."

Dayu passed down the ancient appraisal technique by himself.

Chopped badly, just like that.

Not bad, good stuff!

It is simple and effective, and it is reliable.

Although it seems a little bit unreliable.

But it seems to be very reasonable indeed.

Wei Yuan sat back in his wheelchair and smiled: "If you want to see him."

"I can let you meet him."

The museum owner's voice paused, and added: "Of course, probably in a dream."

For some reason, Dao Yan felt a fury in his heart, and silently rejected this proposal in his heart, and Wei Yuan tapped the wheelchair armrest with his fingers, and the three-handed sword formed over there returned, saying that it was a three-handed sword. In fact, one of them is the scabbard of the Tai'a sword, the other is the iron eagle sword, and the rest is the magic sword of Zhang Daoling.

The sword was retracted.

The formation that originally blocked Kuafu also broke without attack.

The Daomen formation shattered, turned into wisps of ambulance, and slowly disappeared.

But Kuafu did not launch an attack on Wei Yuan.

He looked at the completely shattered Hetu Luoshu, and he didn't seem to be able to react for a while, and even after a long time, he asked slowly: "...is it fake?"

"Yes, fake, replace it if it's true."

Wei Yuan said to himself like a joke.

Said: "However, are you fake...not necessarily, Kuafu, do you still remember what happened back then?" Kuafu's giant was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head slowly, saying:

"I...I don't remember, I only know that I have to be here, guarding the Hetu Luoshu, other than that, I have forgotten everything."

"Yes……"

Wei Yuan slowly retracted his gaze.

There are two possibilities. The first is that Kuafu is lying.

It can even be said that the giant spirit in front of me is not a hero who once chased the great sun in the ancient times, but a fake after changing his appearance with some kind of magic. It is a complete liar. This fake Kuafu, like Hetuluo, is the enemy himself.

And the second possibility.

Kuafu is true.

To some extent, this is the worst trend.

Because this can evolve two possibilities, the first one.

He is indeed here to guard the real Hetu Luoshu, but the Hetu Luoshu was taken away, and the soul that was as powerful as Kuafu's leftover was also erased from that memory. Wei Yuan was able to use the formation at this moment. Kuafu's power briefly stopped Kuafu, but it was really hard to say, whoever wins and loses is not good.

It is conceivable that the existence of Kuafu's memory can be erased, and the horror of strength can be imagined.

As for the second existence, the Hetu Luoshu here was fake from the beginning.

But it can drive Kuafu.

The identity and strength of the person who shot also made Wei Yuan feel a huge oppression.

In short, the current situation is that if Kuafu himself is lying, but if what he said is true, then it means that Wei Yuan’s troubles are big, and contact the memory of the early Ming Dynasty, which was in the Ming Dynasty. Was it the same person who had conspired against him when he learned of the whereabouts of Hetu Luoshu?

Or it is related to this person.

What kind of identity did Chaos, the four evil spirits of 梼杌, play in it?

The changes of the ring and ring made Wei Yuan's forehead a little bit painful, and Kuafu, who looked forward, finally decided to wake up the old celestial master who was sneaking a fish. Kuafu seemed to be quite shocked, and his expression became distressed. , But Wei Yuan still secretly left behind the formation, letting Kuai Lin and the daughter of the country elite stay behind.

With his sword skills at the moment, distance is no longer a problem.

The sword was shot at Zhang Ruosu, and the sword was shot in front of Kuafu.

They all follow cause and effect, and in terms of results, there is no difference.

"Be careful..."

Wei Yuan's voice slowly appeared in front of Zhang Ruosu, relying on the skill of imperial wind.

Now the Kuafu giant spirit who really guards Taohuayuan, a god-generation formation method, is depressed, and even the Taohuayuan has lost its vitality, but Zhang Lao Dao is lying on the stone slab sideways, and it is still leisurely. Those peach flowers want to escape from this old Taoist priest. , On the contrary, was pulled by a wave of intangible energy, completely unable to get away.

Stop it, you are not in an illusion at all!

Wei Yuan was unable to vomit, stretched out his finger and pressed it to the middle of the old man's forehead.

Take the risk and force into a dream.

……………………

The height of the sky is also endless, and the thickness of the earth is also endless.

Now, everything is born with good wine and delicacies.

What is circulating on the ground is also Qiongye Yulu.

As soon as Wei Yuan entered this old Taoist’s dream, he had to pinch his nose so that he was not fainted by the strong smell of wine. He just swept his eyes and found a variety of fine wines. Good guy, is this directly showing all the famous wines he has seen?

For example, the fairy wine in Kelland Goddai.

For example, the wine made by the fairy in the lake.

There may even be wines from the legends of the ancient gods of China.

For example, the first glass of wine brewed by Dukang.

Another example is Huangdi Xuanyuan's sacred wine for entertaining the gods of heaven and earth.

Those fine wines with only a few words recorded in words have long been lost in the modern world, but since this is the formation passed down from the gods, it is naturally easy to realize such fine wines in a dream, at most... …

At most, it's just the power consumed, a little bit more.

Wei Yuan glanced, counted the types of wine silently, and gasped.

This is also amazing.

It's no wonder that the peach trees in the gods just now seem to be squeezed dry.

I see.

You deserve it.

In particular, Wei Yuan also saw a few doctors in white coats next to the old Taoist scribbling in the medical records, saying: "Zhang Daochang, you are in good health~www.wuxiahere.com~All indicators are completely normal, hahaha, just feel good. Drink more, it’s okay, drinking more is good for your health."

I saw the little Taoist A Xuan, Zhang Hao, and some gray-haired old Taoists pouring wine nearby.

Zhang Ruoxu was holding the phone in his hand.

Successful voices such as "five kills, super gods, chickens, victory" came out.

Zhang Ruosu has never had such a relaxing and pleasant experience--

Wine, games, victory.

Moreover, there is the most important point.

World Peace.

There is no Wei Yuan.

In other words, Wei Yuan no longer troubles him.

"Awesome..."

The old man turned on the phone.

After a sip of peerless wine, I plan to have a fresh and hot game.

Suddenly the phone vibrated.

A name emerged. The head was a simple clay pot with a small flower inserted in it. Zhang Ruosu's smile was stagnant. He swiped his finger and activated the phone function directly, which would directly put the phone into busy Do Not Disturb mode.

"Hello, the user you are calling is busy, please dial later..."

"Sorry, the..."

Then, a crisp voice sounded in front of the old Taoist.

? ? ?

Zhang Ruosu's face solidified and slowly raised his head.

Seeing three steps away, Wei Yuan looked at him with a smile.

The phone is still ringing.

There was silence, the old Taoist slowly lowered his head, pretending not to see it, and Wei Yuan had already stepped a few steps forward, approaching slightly, and with a gentle smile like a cloth holy angel, he whispered in the old man's ear:

"Daoyou Zhang..."

"I just opened the Hetu Luoshu."

Zhang Ruosu's expression freezes: cardiac arrest!

ps: The second more today............

Thank you Tong Yuexiang for 20,000 starting coins, thank you~

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