Museum of Demons

When Wei Yuan saw that historical past, when the sword-bearing Emperor Shi Huang smashed the mountain and broke the temple, and ordered three thousand prisoners to go directly to the Xiangshan Mountain, when he was overwhelmed by the ancestor dragon’s spirit, he suddenly noticed something. wrong.

Wei Yuan's expression changed slightly when he saw the tiger symbol on the waist of the headed person, and his young, naive but faintly familiar face, and he recognized the person's identity——

Daqin's last star was Zhang Han when he was young.

There is no future on his face to run around alone, supporting Da Qin's exhaustion.

The boy was dressed in black armor, with flying eyebrows, bright and bright.

And Wei Yuan saw that he was holding a sword in his hand and the familiar tiger charm jade pendant around his waist.

Then his head went numb.

Wei Yuan's eyes widened slightly, feeling that his thoughts were slightly stagnant, and then a series of familiar and unfamiliar words flashed in his mind——

Sili Xiaowei, formerly known as Crouching Tiger, Zhouguan, and Hanwu reset, took charge of the two hundred officials in the central capital.

Regarding the master witch Gu, arrogantly attacked the mountain and ruined the temple.

The first emperor ordered three thousand prisoners to cut down the mountain and break the temple.

This kind of familiar feeling cannot be ignored. Wei Yuan immediately thought that Daqin was the country after the Great Zhou ended, so where would the Crouching Tiger Order of the Great Zhou fall?

This hardly needs any doubt.

At this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly understood the reaction of the spirits in the mountains at the time when he saw his Crouching Tiger Order—the **** of Xiangshui was almost defeated, although Zhang Han, the master of the pre-Qin Crouching Tiger Order, lost. However, they are also fierce men who are qualified to pinch each other with the overlord, sweeping the rebels of various countries.

Almost no generation after that has been a counselor.

Wei Wu Cao Cao, Five Tigers Zhang Fei, Wolong Zhuge, and Wu Yu coach Du Yu.

This is the prestige accumulated from generation to generation since the Emperor Qin, fierce and mighty.

And the first one to become the prey of the Crouching Tiger was the former Zheng Shen, Yao's daughter, and Shun's wife.

The king of Xiangshui.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, he raised his head slightly, a little melancholy.

He felt as if he was carrying a very big pot on his back again.

Why do you want to say it again.

Stay away from the Xiangshui area in the future...

This thought is fleeting, and the picture before his eyes changes rapidly, and the aura remaining on the jade dragon arrives at the end. The jade spirit is in the Huai River, following Yinglong from Kunlun for a long time, never knowing the world outside. Ying Long Gengchen left after receiving news of Kunlun illness.

Yulong stayed here and suppressed Huaishui for a short time.

Ying Long Gengchen intends to return as soon as possible.

But it will never go back.

But when the jade dragon transformed into form and planned to take over Huai Shui, and since then became the prince of water, a figure appeared. It was a man wearing a simple monk's robe, without hair on his head, and his face was sad but peaceful. It doesn't look like a middle-earth person.

He stretched out his hand to receive the mythical characteristics of the Huai River system.

Yulong was furious and turned into a real body to fight with him, but was suppressed in a blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan’s pupils shrank, knowing that this was the monk who came from the Western Regions in the Tang Dynasty. The so-called Sangha, the reincarnation of the legendary Guanyin priest, he stared at the jade dragon illusion, but the monk’s face was always covered with a layer. The water mist is not real.

But suddenly, the monk looked up and looked at him from fantasy.

Wei Yuan was caught off guard. A majestic force was pressed down by the illusion. Wei Yuan felt that the whole world was suddenly dark, and the memory from the jade dragon was completely dissipated. Only the monk became clearer, or his face became more blurred. His pupils became clearer and calmer.

Buddhism misses everything and has sufficient supernatural powers.

Wei Yuan suddenly recalled the reaction of Wuzhiqi when he appeared in his dream. Since Wuzhiqi, who has been suppressed and sealed for five thousand years, can make the illusory existence self-aware, then intercept Wuzhiqi Huai. Why can't the Sangha of water divinity do it?

Buddhism is so good at it.

In other words, he is still alive, or in other words, a state similar to this?

The thoughts in Wei Yuan's heart surged like lightning, and then he was forced to face the oppression of this sangha phantasm under tremendous pressure. Suddenly, he remembered the extremely trivial Buddhist scriptures chanting in his ears, and he didn't know how much it came from. Among the population, he was upset, and blood poured out from the corners of his mouth.

The quaint mask on his face cracked from the center of the eyebrows, half of which broke directly.

Just when Wei Yuan was completely shattered by the pressure far beyond his own strength, and when the Buddhist scriptures chanted in his ears broke through the soul blockade and washed away the true spirit, a palm was forcibly pressed on his shoulder.

Wei Yuan heard the howling of chains and Huai Shui running like thunder.

The consciousness in his pupils suddenly condensed.

An unbridled voice sounded in his ears, and a deep and angry tiger roar sounded:

"beat him!"

Wei Yuan raised his hand subconsciously, and the violent flow turned it into a sword, and then slashed it sharply, almost forcibly brainwashed, and the anger of being distracted and vomiting blood was turned into a heavy drink.

"Noisy!!!"

……………………

Nanhai Guanyin Temple, the dojo of Guanyin in the legend.

It is also a sacred place not inferior to Daomen Longhu Mountain in the contemporary spiritual practice world.

Of course, it is a place for the inheritance of Buddhism.

Even in Sakurajima, Mount Putuo has a very high status. There are monks and monks from Sakurajima who come here to place orders for penance, and observe the stricter precepts of the Buddhism in the Middle Earth than in Sakurajima.

Probably because the Sakurajima monk Dade went to practice in the Tang Dynasty, and when he invited the Guanyin statue back to Sakurajima from Mount Wutai, he passed Putuo Mountain, the wind and rain were prosperous, and the Japanese monk realized the Zen machine, knowing that the Buddha statue was unwilling to leave, so he left this Guanyin statue. Next, call it refusing to go to Guanyinyuan.

At this moment, in the Guanyin Academy, the contemporary abbot, as well as the high monks, are retreating themselves.

In front of me is the Buddha statue that the legend refuses to go.

I recite the Prajna Heart Sutra in my mouth, gradually gaining enlightenment, and the true spirit is peaceful, but suddenly I heard the Sanskrit chanting, all of them opened their eyes in amazement and saw that the Guanyin statue turned into reality, with a delicate face, a serene expression, and a brilliant Buddha light behind. The jade bottle in the hand emits flowing clouds, and the hand is in a state of conquering demons.

In the temple of the Buddha, there are various manifested Buddha statues of Guanyin, Avalokitesvara with Thousand-Hands, and Avalokitesvara of Conquering Demons, each performing wonderful methods.

For a time, it was like the arrival of the Buddha country, but it was all in the state of conquering demons.

Many monks were all pleasantly surprised, and they all said to themselves:

"The Bodhisattva manifests his spirit and is surrendering the foreign demon."

"Call the disciples quickly."

"I'm waiting to help the Patriarch cast the demons!"

With the sound of the heavy Buddha bell constantly ringing, one by one disciples hurriedly arrived, all wearing monk robes, no matter what futon, they all sat on the ground with great interest.

Either pinch the Demon Seal, or pinch the Fearless Seal, and chant many Buddhist scriptures in the mouth, only to see the true Buddha come to the world before him, with many visions manifesting, but Guanshiyin Bodhisattva is extremely real, falling into an unprecedented state of piety.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the water surging like thunder.

Everyone was stunned, seeing in the void, an illusory shadow seemed to emerge, with a stream of water on their bodies.

Many monks did not feel fear, but became more excited.

"The outer demon has manifested its true body, everyone, for many years of painstaking practice, all at this moment."

The old abbot possesses true cultivation, drank lowly in his mouth, and exuded the light of Buddha. For a time, various Buddha lights appeared in the Guanyin Temple, as if there were sky flowers falling in disorder, golden lotus flowers on the ground, and many monks chanting Buddhist scriptures, fascinated and drunk, for a time really ancient times 'The atmosphere of the first Buddha country in Aurora'.

At this moment, he saw that the foreign demon suddenly raised his hand and said:

"Noisy!!!"

With a violent shout, Qingyue swords croak immediately.

Everyone suddenly heard a clicking sound, and the chanting sound was a pause.

The pupils of the leading monks shrank suddenly and raised their heads abruptly.

Jianguang flying by.

The monks raised their heads and saw that their eyes were extremely real. A sword mark appeared on the brows of the peaceful and majestic Avalokitesvara. The chanting sounds from outside the sky stopped abruptly, and then there was a small voice suddenly spreading, and they saw that the truth was true. The Avalokitesvara lost its true spiritual aura and gradually turned into a stone statue.

I saw a sword mark on the brow of the stone statue.

There was a dead silence.

The previous chanting sound really turned into silence under the loud rebuke.

Immediately, the sound is clear.

The statue actually cracked and shattered~www.NovelMTL.com~ and the illusory figure was real and clear.

The golden eyes are cold and there is a simple mask on the face, but they are generally broken, half intact, the broken part reveals a cold face, and the intact part is a simple and majestic idol, both true and false, one reality and one fantasy. With golden eyes, holding the sword in his hand diagonally, sweeping across the monks.

Go away slowly.

On the wrist of the abbot, it is rumored that the Buddhist beads left by the famous Sangha in the Tang Dynasty suddenly dispersed.

The beads fell all over the ground.

He sat down on the ground and murmured:

"...Buddha...Buddha!"

PS: The second one today............

Ah ah ah, **** work and rest, go to bed right away.

Thank you, Lu Bu, for your reward, thank you very much.