Museum of Demons

"The potter's apprentice?"

A crowd of drinkers laughed and said, "How is this possible?"

"I'm talking about the storyteller, who at any rate is now the lord of a country. Although he relies on the treasure given by the gods, he has lived for thousands of years. You actually said that he is a potter's apprentice. Too much, right?"

The drunk man smiled and lazily said, "Anyway, he is in the north of the wilderness."

"We are here on the west side of the Great Wilderness, so far away, he has the ability to bite me."

Everyone laughed.

Wei Yuan took a sip of wine, his mouth was clear and his tone was calm.

"That old man Yi, what's his name?"

The man glanced at him drunkly, "His name is Yiriyue."

"By the sun and the moon."

The white-haired swordman whispered.

Inside the memory.

The sunshine of the Tushan tribe is always warm and makes people lazy.

It's just that sometimes, the memory is not all beautiful.

In the last time of Tushan, the trapped beast broke away from the seal, and the sharp horns of the beast rushed forward. At the forefront were the old craftsman’s apprentice and a six-year-old child. The craftsman who had protected his whole life roared and rushed, stopping in front of the apprentice and the child.

‘Your surname is Yi, since you want to learn the craft, then I will give you a name. ’

‘Anyway, I’m going to be a potter, so I’ll call it Yishi. ’

In order to give the young goddess a nice name, the potter who had almost scratched his scalp gave the apprentice such a simple name. It turns out that almost all the wisdom and brain cells of his life were used. In the name given to the girl, the name of his apprentice is much more ambiguous.

But even so, the things that should be taught still haven't been pulled down a bit.

After all, he was already old at that time.

Treasures and spells can heal the scars of the flesh.

But it can't heal the old soul of the soul.

People who have a short lifespan always want to pass on to the next generation what they have learned throughout their lives.

"Yiriyue, a stone like a mortal, is no longer enough to match your ambitions, so have you even abandoned your name? Or, Yiriyue means to act according to the instructions of the gods of the sun and the moon..."

Wei Yuan whispered silently.

The drunk man said, "But the name is useless."

"After all, he is a mortal. Even if it is such a long period of time, he has been trying to extend his life. There are three blue birds in West Kunlun, and there are three colorful birds in the Great Wilderness. The Luan bird, the phoenix bird, and the emperor bird, he can only eat. It's just the herbal medicine guarded by the colorful bird, and it's barely alive."

"I guess it will be damned in a few days."

"However, enjoying the glory and wealth for thousands of years is also considered joy and mourning."

The white-haired swordman drank silently.

After a long silence, when he raised his head, he saw that the raunchy man was already drunk.

Wei Yuan reached out and put Dahuang's coins on the table, then left silently.

This Bai’s kingdom is on the west side of the Great Wilderness, and the Maoist country where Yiriyue is located is in the north of the Great Wilderness. After ten days of fighting with the gluttonous, he has to settle the matter in these ten days, and then return to the world. The gluttonous battle.

But what are we going to do...

After the white-haired swordman left, the storyteller who had been drunk on the table opened his eyes, thoughtfully, and then took all the big money on the table, put it in his cuff, and put it in the wine glass on the table. The rest of the wine was poured into a wine bag, and a drop was not let go.

Only then slowly went downstairs.

………

Wei Yuan discerned the direction and headed to the north of the Great Wilderness.

He has to hurry up.

The Great Wasteland is extremely vast, comparable to the Kunlun Mountains and Seas.

The point is that he has no way to vacate the Yufeng here. It is not that he can’t do it. And this great wilderness is different from the divided mountains and seas. It is complete. No one knows whether there is something hidden in the mountains and rivers on the roadside. A grumpy god.

And these gods might have a certain degree of evil fate with him.

For example, the kind that was beaten by Yu, beaten by Yu, and beaten by Yu.

Besides, on the west side of the Great Wilderness...

The father of the twelve yuanchen, the **** of heaven who is in charge of the journey of the sun, the moon and the stars, is here.

Di Jun's wife, Chang Xi, was also in the west, who carried twelve rounds of full moon to persecute the human race.

Unlike Kunlun, enemies are almost everywhere here.

Wei Yuan thought.

its not right…

It seems that Kunlun is not too far behind.

An author of "Shanhaijie" was lost in thought.

I always feel that the fierce beasts on Kunlun's side are also particularly enthusiastic.

Finally came to the conclusion-

No matter so.

It's all Yu's fault!

…………

Wei Yuan only walked for a while, and found someone sitting on the bluestone by the side of the road, drinking and singing, unrestrained, and very high-minded. It was the storyteller, the drunk storyteller, seeing the white-haired sword come by, Wei Wei Leaning back, showing the high popularity of the outside world.

He raised his neck to drink, laughed and said, "Knowing the future, we count the common people in the world."

"Long live the name of Qianqiu, send it to the cup."

"Happy, happy, hahaha!"

This kind of piety is extremely chic, and the drunken storyteller is content in his heart.

With this attitude, this temperament, is this guy still quelled?

But after waiting for a long time without seeing anyone speaking, the storyteller's posture became a little sore, and he turned his head to look over, and then the whole was dumbfounded, his voice stopped abruptly.

There is nothing up front.

The white-haired swordman over there hurriedly ran away without even looking at him.

Leave the storyteller messy in the dust.

Isn't it... ran away?

Just ran away? !

"Wait, this is not right..."

"You don't follow the rules."

...

Wei Yuan went away, frowning-he didn't expect it.

This storyteller has a problem.

He knows too many things.

Now he deliberately waited for him in front.

There are weird.

This is a great wasteland after all, so be careful.

As he thought to himself, I met the drunken storyteller before. Wei Yuan ignored him without changing his face. The speed was faster than before, but it was also strange. With a look several times, Wei Yuan could be in front of him. On the side of the road, I saw this desolate drunk man.

Then every time I turned a blind eye.

In the end, the man couldn't help it, and he blocked the way and said, "Stop, stop for me..."

"Aren't you curious?!"

Wei Yuan turned his head to look at the drunk green shirt man.

Wei Yuan pondered for three seconds.

Then he took out a few large coins and put them on the ground,

"And that's all."

"Take it to the bar."

Storyteller: "..."

"What do you think of me?!"

"Are you here to beg!"

The man in the green shirt said angrily, then squatted down to collect the Dahuang copper coins and tucked them into the cuffs. He watched the white-haired swordman in front of his eyes calm and there were no ripples. Finally, he seemed to sigh in annoyance and said helplessly: "I am a victim. My trust, come to give pointers to those of you who are participating in the trial."

He pointed his finger at Wei Yuan's palm, and said, "There should be a brand on you, right?"

"On the back of your hand, a door, that door represents how long you can stay here."

"The Great Wilderness is very far away from the Kunlun Mountains and the sea. You can't easily come here. Enlightened beasts will send you here. Kunlun Nanyuan has nine heavenly gates. This means that you only have nine days to complete the Kunlun trial. Practice, otherwise, you can only fail and be passed back to the world by the traces on this brand."

The man in the green shirt told the whole story.

The voice paused, waiting for Wei Yuan to ask himself.

Seeing the white-haired swordman thought a little, he nodded and said, "Thank you very much."

As if intending to turn around and leave, the drunk storyteller quickly reached out and grabbed him, stammering:

"Wait, don't you plan to ask me how to pass the Kunlun Trial?"

"You are not going to ask what is the content of the Kunlun trial?"

Wei Yuan replied: "No need...nine days may not be enough."

The storyteller was stunned.

But desperately trying to pull Wei Yuan and refuse to let him go, said: "Wait, you go try it."

He really didn’t understand the choice of the person in front of him. If he hadn’t had an agreement with the Enlightened Beast before, he would not bother to take care of this matter if he had to guide every Kunlun trial person to that place. People who really don't plan to try for the first time.

So what did you come to the Great Wilderness for? !

Come on a trip and have a meal? !

The man with messy hair had a headache, and finally he had to say: "Well, I will tell you the content. Isn't it okay to tell you the content? Back then, Dahuang and Kunlun fought against each other, and Kunlun had the upper hand, so, in fact, in the deepest part of this great wasteland, There is a mountain on the west side of Fengju Yumen where Sun and Moon entered."

"That mountain is directly called Queen Mother Mountain."

"West Queen's attendant, the three blue birds are near this mountain."

"There is even Xuanyuan Terrace below."

"As long as you arrive at the Queen Mother Mountain, get a bow from the Three Blue Birds, and then climb the Xuanyuan Platform and shoot westward, you will be able to pass the trial. You can go with me. Okay, I'm so honest. Now, nine days are very tight."

It was the first time Wei Yuan knew that Queen Mother Xi had set a mountain here.

Here is the Great Wasteland.

However, it can be seen from this that how bad the relationship between Kunlun and Dahuang was back then.

The person in front of him said it so simple, but the difficulty of the trial is definitely difficult.

If it was before, he would probably go.

But now he didn't have that thought, he muttered, looked at the man next to him, and said:

"How much life can I live according to the sun and the moon?"

"He? Why are you asking this?"

"Probably not much, maybe three to five days, maybe more than ten days, or maybe one or two months."

"Because only the strand of hairspring is left, it may be able to hold it for a long time, or you may never wake up once you close your eyes."

"Well, I have answered the question you asked, you have to come with me."

Wei Yuan sighed: "I still have things, sir, I also gave you the money, you can go drinking and having fun, there is no need to pester me..."

"How can this haunt you?!"

The drunk man pressed Wei Yuan's shoulder with his right hand, gritted his teeth and smiled:

"It's just that I fell in love with you."

"I think we can travel together for a period of time, for example, first go to Xuanyuanzhitai to have a look."

Wei Yuan was helpless and was about to break free of this person's palm, but the strange power of this body was unable to break free for a while. When faintly preparing to do it, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

This face, if the messy hair is cleaned up, the stubble on the face will be shaved off.

Suddenly became familiar.

Especially when this storyteller, who seemed to know everything, was working hard, the familiar feeling became more and more obvious, and when Wei Yuan was drumming up the sword, the storyteller also raised his head suddenly, looking at him as if he had a ghost. The white-haired swordman in front.

Both of them stopped moving for a while, and the expressions on their faces were slightly frozen.

The corner of the storyteller's mouth twitched: "This astral machine... isn't it..."

Wei Yuan thoughtfully: "This face... can it be said..."

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

The storyteller kicked back a few steps.

Then blurted out:

"You are the pendant beside King Yu."

"The Potter Yuan who wrote the history of Kunlun's ghosts and gods?!"

Wei Yuan was amazed:

"You are the pendant beside Xuanyuan."

"Bai Ze, who has written more than 10,000 ghosts and black histories?!"

The two of them stared at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

The mountains and seas, Kunlun years, I don't know how many gods, ghosts and beasts.

And if you have to choose the most intriguing or gnashing list from the bottom of all the beasts and ghosts, then the others can go a little further, the big brother of this list can only be born in two names.

The pendant on the thigh of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi took the initiative to come to Xuanyuan and recorded a full 11,520 kinds of dark history of ghosts and gods for Xuanyuan. By the way, it also equipped with a schematic diagram of the appearance and the method of dealing with it. Bai Ze.

The pendant on the thigh of the human emperor Yu recorded five volumes of the mountain classics and eight volumes of the sea classics for the human race, plus four volumes of the Great Wilderness classics made by King Yu, under his name, and a total of 17 volumes of the classics of mountains and seas. I don’t know how many fierce beasts. Pottery Yon of ghosts, black history and gourmet practices.

And the big brother who made countless beasts, ghosts and gods hate itching his teeth, ran for two powerful candidates.

Met here today.

congratulations.

congratulations.

Come to think of it, those fierce beasts, ghosts and gods who hate them will also be pleased... right?

Wei Yuan thoughtfully: "The Western Classic of the Great Wilderness, there is the Changshan of Daze, and the kingdom of the Bai family."

"The mountain of Daze, the country of the Bai family, Baize, is this your place?"

Bai Ze coughed a few times, and said: "No way...I can't stay in Kunlun and Zhongtu. After the guy Xuanyuan passed away, Xuannv... In short, there are too many enemies. If I'm there, I'm likely to become recipe."

"However, I want to understand... I want to understand why you don't plan to go to Xuanyuantai."

"You want to solve the matter of the human traitor?"

Bai Ze smiled bitterly and sighed: "I knew it, I shouldn't have said things out of my mouth before."

"Are you going to the Great Wilderness North? Suffering..."

"Then I won't bother you."

Bai Ze retracted his palm, then turned to leave.

Just walked a few steps.

A hand was placed on his shoulder.

Bai Zemian didn't change his color, and said: "...is there anything?"

Wei Yuan thoughtfully, said: "Bai Ze knows the love of all things and knows the appearance of all things."

"It just so happens that I don't know the road very much, didn't you say that you are close to me?"

"How about going all the way?"

Bai Ze twitched his mouth and said, "Don't want to pull me into the water."

Wei Yuan said quietly: "You wanted to drag me into the water first..."

"You and the Enlightened Beast absolutely agreed something."

"It's not that Bai Ze, your dark history was also stared at by the Enlightened Beast, right?"

"So I have to do something to guide people to Xuanyuantai."

Bai Ze's face became stiff.

Then he stalked his neck and said, "So what?"

"Everyone is a pendant, now Xuanyuan and Dayu are not there, I am also a beast, you potter, you still want to..."

There was a loud cry.

Wei Yuan directly took out a big axe from his sleeve and slammed it on the ground with a click.

Bai Ze's voice stopped as if he was stuck in his neck.

He lowered his head and glanced at the dangling big axe film.

Then he looked at the expressionless gray-haired potter.

Looked at the big axe again.

As a Xuanyuan Huangdi thigh pendant, Bai Ze twitched his forehead.

Is it an illusion...

Why is this axe so familiar?

"Xing Tian Axe?"

"Xing Tian Axe."

"Where did it come from?"

"Sent from Xingtian."

"Can you use it?"

"It's easy."

Bai Ze was silent, and then smiled heartily: "Ha, ha ha, you, you are a civil servant, let's say it earlier."

"I think we really fell in love with each other. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Otherwise, let's go together next?!"

"May I ask?"

"What do you want to do in the Republic of Mao?"

Wei Yuan's thoughts paused.

do what?

He thought.

There was a boy who was once ignorant.

He replied: "Go and retrieve the ‘things I once gave him.’"

PS: Today's first update...4,600 words. Thanks for the rewards of the Eyes of Thousand Stars, thank you~

"The Great Wild West Classic": There is a long mountain of Daze. There is a country of Bai family.

To the west, there is the Queen’s Mother Mountain, Gully Mountain, and Sea Mountain. There is the Xuanyuan Terrace, and the shooter is afraid to shoot westward and fear the Xuanyuan Terrace.