Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan finally understood the meaning of that sentence in his heart, beware of the Great Lord Zhuoshi.

That's what it means.

What is careful is not the Great Lord of the Chaotic World who remains in the human world, but the Great Lord of the Chaotic World who has always stayed on the land of Chaotic Heaven and Detachment. However, facing this seemingly unpredictable existence at this moment, Wei Yuan and Di Jun But there are not many mood swings.

Wei Yuan looked at His Majesty Zhuoshi with a calm tone, and said as a matter of course: "You are not detached."

【Grand Master Zhuoshi】Slowly got up, calmly and peacefully said: "Indeed."

"But there is only the last step left. After seeing Huntian, I asked myself for three days and three nights, whether I could reach His realm? Ask myself, might I be like Huntian, giving up everything for the Dao? But The conclusion I got at the end made me very regretful and frustrated at the time.”

"I can't do it like him."

"But I found another way to practice the way to transcendence."

"Break through many egos in order to surpass, but this has encountered another problem. If you act in this way, if you are not careful, you will fall like a cloudy sky. I call myself the supreme of the world, so naturally I don't want to do this... Think hard , but from this destiny, I found my own path.”

"I first cut [me] out of myself, out of my aspirations, out of all my true spirit."

"The shock left to me by the cloudy sky, the fear left to me, and all the timelines of the past and future are left behind. The real [me] is to abandon all possibilities of myself, and then hide in this turbidity The sea of ​​chaos, overlooking the mortal world."

"I have already left a strong aggressive heart against the Qing Dynasty in the remaining part of me."

"I believe that with your strength and means, Dijun, and Fuxi's ruthlessness, the body I left behind, the avatar of the Great Lord of the Chaotic World, will definitely be beheaded by you, and in order to solve all the threats of the Chaotic Times, You will definitely try to cut off the past self and the future self."

"I originally planned to use your hands to cut off the past and future for me, but I took that step."

"Pity…"

"I never thought that these things I left behind would cause you such a lot of trouble."

His Holiness Zhuoshi lowered his eyes and smiled.

But the true spirit of the Great Lord of the Chaotic World trembled slightly, as if he couldn't accept such an ending.

He raised his head, looked at the body in front of him, looked at the calm appearance, the existence in front of him, with the help of his own means and determination, cut out the past and the future, and then relied on the backhand left on him, let him I don't have the slightest ability to attack him, so I can only wait for death.

His face was grim and distorted.

The shock, fear, oppression, and distortion brought by Hun Tian in the past.

Those, all just fake?

Are they just fabricated memories?

Just making a wedding dress for someone else? !

So, what about my attachment to detachment? What about the foundation of the troubled times who died to remind himself? What about the chaotic world?

Zhuoshi Dazun looked at the body that seemed to have reached the last step before transcending, and even half-stepped into the realm of super-adjustment like Hun Tian back then, with a grim and distorted expression. Walking forward, he could feel that his body was gradually getting out of control and heading towards the main body.

The last strand of the true spirit, the extremely pure [foundation]—the perception of detachment, the attachment to detachment, and the last fragment of the concept called "Great Lord of the Chaotic World".

about to be swallowed by it.

Zhuoshi Dazun almost dropped his hand, almost giving up his struggle, leaving only a kind of sadness.

But just when he couldn't struggle and was about to give up, a familiar face seemed to reappear in front of him, the slightly red eyes of Ji Shiji, and the letter, this weak power , but it seemed that a flame was sprinkled on his heart, and Zhuoshi Dazun's expression was distorted. Facing the call of the main body, he suddenly laughed out loud:

"Okay, use me as a **** to clear the way for you to escape."

"Let's use the power of the Qing Dynasty to wipe me out."

"To drive away tigers and devour wolves?"

"I'll let your **** go!"

Zhuoshi Dazun suddenly reversed his body, and there were extremely strong ripples on the body of the true spirit, and immediately rushed towards Wei Yuan and Tiandi who were behind him. Undoubtedly, this moment is an extremely important moment, and the choice of my own soul-dividing true spirit has never been expected by Zhuoshi Dazun himself, saying:

"What are you doing?"

"You are also me, and you are also known as the Lord of the Chaotic World. You and I are detached, why are you leaving!"

"Go to your lord!"

The true spirit suddenly trembled violently, and said: "I called, called—"

His voice paused.

During the previous fight, Wei Yuan once asked his name. At that time, he said that he would tell him after the battle. In fact, at that time, the Great Senior himself did not know his name, as if too long had passed. The years have become blurred, but at this time, the name suddenly became very clear, almost blurting out:

"Cang Yukui!"

"Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Venerable!"

He spread his arms and turned around a step at the same time.

Wei Yuan and Di Jun understood.

You can see his struggle, and you can also see that such a struggle won't last long.

The spear and sword instantly pierced Cang Yukui's last ray of true spirit.

In an instant, destroy it!

Cang Yukui's eyes dimmed instantly.

Then lowered his eyes rarely, and whispered to the two enemies: "Thank you..."

I would rather die.

Nor will I obey your wish!

Me, never you.

In the end, the foundation and foundation of detachment flowed into the bodies of Wei Yuan and the Emperor of Heaven, and Cang Yukui's soul was shattered. Wei Yuan raised his eyes to look at the [fisherman] whose face had turned ugly. It turned into a sword, and the Heavenly Emperor on the other side gathered and circulated countless stars around his body, and could faintly hear the sound of waves.

Holding the void with both hands, he pulled it towards the sides suddenly, turning into a spear that exudes the atmosphere of endless stars.

The point of the gun was pointed directly at the Zhuo Shi Dazun in front of him.

"Detachment..."

"Or, is it the realm of Huntian back then?"

The Emperor of Heaven lowered his eyes, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yuanshi, didn't you say that you have never seen my true strength?" This place is above the chaotic sea where Huntian used to be, and at this moment he is in front of Zhuoshi Dazun who has reached the former realm of Huntian, but the emperor of heaven is still calm, his eyes are bright, like stars.

The point of the spear in his palm touched the ground and swept slightly.

click, click—

The ashram with Zhuo Shi Dazun as its core suddenly trembled violently.

On the foundation left by Huntian, he re-established his own detachment domain of fishing and overlooking the clear and turbid realms. All dharmas cannot enter, and all dharmas follow my heart. In order to conform to the detachment path he chose, there is no other place here. All the laws, but at this time, accompanied by bursts of crisp sounds, gaps appeared in the sky and the earth.

Immediately there were countless stars falling down.

Sprinkled around the Emperor of Heaven, hovering, surrounding, bright and brilliant.

[The domain where I am is the place surrounded by stars and everything]

"So, is your realm only like this?"

"The realm of the transcendent sky..."

The Emperor of Heaven held the spear in his hand, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I hope you don't let me down..." The spear in his hand screamed and trembled, emitting bursts of extremely aggressive gunshots. Pointing to the sky, and using it as the core, stars appeared in this world one after another. In the entire world of ten directions, countless stars and galaxies revolved around Zhongtian as the core, and began to flow rapidly.

It was as if the hand of a **** had moved the starry sky in the sky.

Let them start to rotate on the sky at a speed of change that exceeds the accumulation of ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, or even one million years, bringing about drastic changes in various basic forces, bringing light, flames, high temperature, and even The turbulent currents of gravitational force and magnetic force, these turbulent currents that should have been swept away completely and destroyed the entire world suddenly condense, with the repulsive force between countless stars as the core, and the blazing high temperature that is enough to burn everything as the core, they converge suddenly .

The world of ten directions, all the starry sky, all phenomena, move with your heart!

Everything turned into a spear.

Then the concept quickly circulated and fell into Di Jun's hands.

Stepping on one's feet, raising one's hand, shaking one's wrist, the world of the ten directions can do whatever one likes, piercing towards the enemy in front with incomparable domineering, it is this place, the dojo of the transcendent, that can fully accommodate the aftermath of this move, so as not to let others Escaping out will not eventually lead to the imbalance and fragmentation of the Qing Dynasty.

Only here, only such an opponent.

Only then can he really make a full shot!

The spear neighed like a dragon.

It seems to make all the stars in the entire world start to rotate, use the entire universe as a millstone, directly absorb the enemies in front of them, and then quickly rotate, crush, and shatter, so that they will eventually turn into scattered stars on the edge of the world. The most fine powder!

"No, let me down."

boom! !

The collision of the world is mighty, and the opposite side of the world is revealed. It is the darkness that can swallow everything, it is the abyss that is deep to the limit, it is in the two worlds of clear and turbid, corresponding to the "initial" of the cloudy sky, many The laws have evolved to the limit [final].

But at this moment, the Great Lord Zhuoshi, who is only a little away from the realm of Huntian, is difficult to completely suppress the emperor who is considered to be, never detached, absolutely unable to detach, and even failed to notice his own plan. A hint of consternation appeared on his expression.

Because, in the abyss that represents the end of everything, it is actually illuminated by little stars.

Terrible destructive power!

It can be called the ultimate penetrating power!

Although the voice of Zhuoshi Dazun was still gentle and mellow, there was an unstoppable sense of astonishment: "This is..."

"Are you also close to detachment?"

"No…"

The whistling sound of the spear reached the extreme. It was not the humming of weapons in the ordinary concept, but the galaxies that stirred up the worlds of the ten directions. The murmur of all things is the voice of the world.

The Heavenly Emperor held guns in both hands, and with a trace of golden blood at the corner of his mouth, he smiled and said, "No...not detached."

"In other words, it is difficult to escape, and it is impossible to escape at all."

"But, Great Lord Zhuoshi, who told you..."

"Realm, and combat power, is there an equal sign?"

"Come on, keep fighting!"

A rare expression of joy appeared on his face, full of joy, as he stepped forward with a gun, the entire galaxy was in a violent flow, in an extremely high-speed change, which would have had a devastating blow to the living beings, but at this moment The destructive power that was born was taken away by the Emperor of Heaven as an offensive.

The common people are safe, and the stars are still there.

Just one big bash.

Because every trace of cause and effect even directly locks and anchors this result.

Therefore, no matter how obsessed the Emperor of Heaven is in the battle, the aftermath will not harm many living beings in the Qing Dynasty.

The roar of the unprecedented battle, the aftermath caused the countless starlight to flow and sprinkle the whole world, the Emperor of Heaven was enough to suppress the Zhuo Shi Dazun, but no matter how huge the latter suffered injuries, no matter how much damage he suffered in the course of the star river, But they can all be recovered, and their roots seem to be completely impossible to be annihilated.

The Great Lord of the Zhuoshi gathered together with the unparalleled law, reflected the 108,000 worlds, and turned into black and white flowers falling down, circling and circling, brilliant and magnificent. This is no longer limited to the many changes of the chaotic world, but is purely pure With the world's great supernatural powers, each flower slowly rotates, containing stars one by one.

Then the petals slowly closed during the rotation, and finally countless stars turned into countless flowers.

Black and white flowers are densely packed, scattered in the galaxy.

Falling from the sky, covering the sky of all worlds, it is strange and sacred.

Dijun's attack was blocked, and even the source and foundation of his power were blocked. Zhuoshi Dazun lowered his eyes and said: "It's very powerful, it's a pity... Heavenly Emperor, if you and I are the same, if you I have never transcended and am still in the same realm as you, I am not your opponent."

"Within eight lilies, I can barely support it."

"But if it exceeds 800 rounds, I'm afraid I will become more and more vulnerable and lose in the end."

"If it weren't for your move that easily spread to the Qing Dynasty, and easily caused both the Qing Dynasty and the Chaotic World to suffer penetrating damage and be annihilated, the original Chaotic World would have been leveled by you, but it's a pity, it's a pity...you know What kind of heel am I..."

Great Master Zhuoshi slowly pressed down with both hands, and the battle spear in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor roared endlessly, but it was pressed down.

His Holiness Zhuoshi's voice was contemptuous and calm:

"I am Vientiane, born corresponding to Chaos."

"It also avoided the wrong path that Huntian took, and the distance is detached, but it is only a thin line."

"In other words, there is only a thin line away from perfect detachment. At this moment, I can already be called detachment. The things born innate are not much different from the basic rules and order of the whole world. If Tian hadn't opened the seven orifices in order to transcend, he would never have died, and I, who surpassed him, would not have been killed..."

beyond his expectations.

The Emperor of Heaven just said flatly: "Of course I know."

He smiled suddenly, and said: "You claim to be observing the countless creatures in the clear and turbid worlds. Didn't you realize that I was the only one fighting with you just now, and Yuanshi just fixed my moves with cause and effect, so as not to Will my aftermath reach the Qing Dynasty?"

Zhuoshi Dazun's face froze.

But the green-clothed scribe suddenly struggled violently.

The Great Senior raised his eyes.

Seeing behind the Heavenly Emperor who was fighting with all his strength, the black-haired Taoist seemed to have been gathering momentum for a long time. He raised his hand with sword energy, mixing cause and effect. Immediately, his sleeve shook, his palm slightly opened, and slowly Pulling it apart, it's like pulling out a picture scroll.

Inside that picture scroll, there should be all the heavens and all phenomena, and there should be all creatures and things from ancient times to the present.

All things sleep in this dream.

This reflects the countless possibilities of countless sentient beings throughout the ages and even in the future.

This is fate.

It is also cause and effect!

The complexion of Zhuo Shi Dazun suddenly changed: "You!!"

The so-called detachment means detachment from self, detachment from cause and effect, no longer falling into the myriad phenomena, [fate] woven together by the will of countless sentient beings, it is a story of detachment from this world, overlooking all timelines, and this Taoist in front of him shows What comes out is the fate picture scroll woven with the fate and karma of all living beings.

It is the most vicious and violent poison in the eyes of detached people!

Yes, as the [final] corresponding to the [beginning], it is indeed difficult to die, or in other words, it itself is one of the cornerstones of this world, but not dying does not mean that there is no way to solve it. In the cycle of rotation, I forget myself again and again, and the big dream ends, and I will never wake up.

This wasn't killed.

But it made him feel more fear than being killed!

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and said, "Come in..."

And enter reincarnation!

And dream big!

Let's eliminate the foundation!

Why bother to be persistent!

The picture scroll unfolded majesticly, and the Great Master Zhuoshi rushed towards the back suddenly. This picture scroll is the ultimate condensation of Wei Yuan's lifelong cultivation, and it is also the accumulation and foundation of countless times of reincarnation. This is Wei Yuan's most fundamental existence. The importance of Wei Yuan surpasses cause and effect, and even surpasses the way of swordsmanship.

It could have used cause and effect as clues to lock everything.

Then absorb all living beings and all things into it, and fall into samsara forever.

However, countless causes and effects are entangled with the Great Master of the Chaotic World, but they are shattered and torn by him in an instant. The power of this picture scroll is not enough to forcefully pull in an existence that is about to be detached, but here But it's not just Wei Yuan.

It was loud and clear, like the sound of gunfire exploding like stars turning around.

God holds a gun.

In an instant, the long spear was like a brilliant star tearing apart the infinite universe, and it directly hit the waist of Zhuoshi Dazun, and then knocked him into the air, letting his body fly directly into the picture scroll In the scroll, it fell into Wei Yuan's big dream that contained everything.

Only relying on the Emperor of Heaven cannot kill him.

And relying on Wei Yuan alone, it is difficult to defeat the Great Master Zhuoshi and accept it while maintaining this big dream scroll, but at this moment, it is Wei Yuan and Di Jun who are here Destiny, a green-clothed scribe who was planning to get limbs, raised his head and looked at the picture scroll that could almost be called "Fate", a magnificent prop that was realized.

There were two emotions of longing and wry smile on his face, he closed his eyes for a long time, and murmured:

"Be careful Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Why don't you listen...he is the one who wants to take away your Dao."

boom! !

The collision of laws reached the most intense situation almost in an instant, even if it was suppressed by the stars, even if it was suppressed by cause and effect and the sword array, even if it had been completely integrated into the whole picture scroll, but the Great Lord Zhuo Shi Still unwilling to be suppressed, still roaring and roaring.

He gave up his dignity and everything except himself!

How can I tolerate that I am suppressed by a mere human race in this picture scroll reincarnation!

How could he tolerate that his end was to be trapped in a dream by this Taoist, to indulge in it, and never wake up again? !

How can it be tolerated? !

The struggle of the Great Lord Zhuoshi was extremely violent, even Wei Yuan could not suppress it immediately, but under the restraint of the stars, the cause and effect and the suppression of the sword light, no matter how violently the Great Lord Zhuoshi struggled, it was difficult for him to get out of the scroll. Struggling out is almost visible to the naked eye, and the part struggling out of the picture scroll is getting smaller and smaller, and the ripples stirred up in this dream picture scroll are also getting fewer and fewer, and getting weaker and weaker.

Wei Yuan let out a breath of turbid air slowly, held his five fingers empty, and pressed down.

It is necessary to completely suppress this beast.

But at this moment, in the void, layers of violent ripples and waves suddenly vibrated, roaring like thunder. The fate of the green-clothed scribe was originally staring at the formation of the avenue of fate, but suddenly saw the black-haired Taoist His body shook, and the law of karma surrounding him began to weaken in an instant!

It was as if the avenue of karma had never belonged to him.

The scholar in green shirt blurted out almost instinctively: "This, how is this possible!"

"Fuxi?!"

"Fuck, this lunatic succeeded?!"

Destiny seems to see Fuxi imprisoning Emperor Wa, as if seeing Fuxi contain many selves into one.

Then she showed her cards to Emperor Wa and said that she would encounter a catastrophe in the future.

Seeing that Emperor Wa still chose to bear the catastrophe after knowing everything, but he saw that when Fuxi said to hug her at the end and sent her out, he slapped the **** the neck with his palm, making her She fell into a deep sleep, and then chose to walk out of the small world by herself, chose herself to replace Emperor Wa, and went to mend the sky.

"Brother naturally doesn't want to see you get hurt..."

"It is the elder brother's duty to protect the younger sister."

"But to realize what you want, Awa, that's also my brother's wish..."

"Don't worry, the human race will not fall in this catastrophe."

It's just that, if there is a mistake, there will be no chance for the Taoist to carry the cause and effect.

In an instant, the golden thread changed from brilliant and magnificent, not inferior to the stars and vientiane, to extremely weak, almost non-existent, and cause and effect are the basis of weaving this picture scroll, and they are the clues that connect Wei Yuan's reincarnations to leave traces in the world , cause and effect disappear, it is as if the existence of this scroll is nothingness.

as expected.

Almost instantly, Zhuoshi Dazun, who was sealed in the samsara, began to struggle frantically.

Moreover, rush out immediately!

The picture scroll was scattered, the dream was annihilated, everything was a failure, and all achievements fell short.

Countless lines of laws converged, almost turning into the appearance of Zhuoshi Dazun. His face still had the previous shock, anger and regret, but at this moment, all of them turned into the ecstasy of the rest of his life. Already 70% of the foundation escaped from this dream, even if the Emperor of Heaven trapped him immediately, it was not enough.

It couldn't be killed after all.

"Hahahaha, so it is, so it is, Yuanshi Tianzun, your karma is not obtained by yourself! It is a chance that you got with the help of Huntian! Hahaha, so it is so, so it is!"

"Since you didn't get it yourself, it will be taken away by someone else!"

"Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But still pointing and sweeping, no more hesitation.

There is no aura of law of cause and effect, but the entire picture scroll is suddenly lit up, and then it is visible to the naked eye, and even recovers faster than the picture scroll collapsed just now. Zhuoshi Dazun was stunned, seeing the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun in front of him. Hanging, the body suddenly became unreal.

"Since it is my dream."

"Then, after removing cause and effect, I can make up for it myself, can't I?"

The Taoist's voice was flat, but it caused Zhuo Shi's expression to change suddenly.

In an instant, Wei Yuan's body spread apart, turned into a series of laws and silk threads, and flew into the picture scroll. Immediately afterwards, the picture scroll that was almost completely annihilated suddenly became stable again, and the emperor's expression was slightly restrained. , the gun in the palm is without hesitation, brilliant and magnificent, just like the rising sun, illuminating all things in the sky.

In just an instant, the Great Lord Zhuoshi was once again forced into the picture scroll and sealed inside.

Yuanshi Tianzun's body slowly dissipated.

Only the true spirit remains, and the spirituality floats down.

The Emperor of Heaven lowered his eyes, and he should have stretched out his hand to bring back this bit of true spirit, but at the cost of his own skills, Wei Yuan re-weaved the picture scroll and dragged the Great Lord of the Chaotic World, falling into a dream again Among them, but even so, it is not as good as the Dao of Karma after all, and the Great Senior is still struggling crazily.

So He can only suppress the end of the chaotic world with the stars and all phenomena.

Then looking at this bit of spirituality, it drifted away.

See you no more.

…………

"What?!"

"He and Di Jun left? This is the only sword left!"

Among the Heavenly Demon Clan, the Western Emperor and Houtu, who were shocked by the magnificent scene where the stars were shining brightly and illuminated the hundred and eight thousand worlds, asked the girl holding the sword, but they couldn't get the exact direction. Knowing that Wei Yuan actually left just like that.

"Reckless! Reckless!"

There was a little anger in Xihuang's eyes, and he felt that these two guys were too reckless and too arbitrary, but after divination, they failed to find their location.

It's just that Chang'an Jian, who was held in his arms, screamed suddenly.

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he struggled to fly out of the girl Li's arms, and then burst out a burst of Qingyue roar, and in an instant, a stream of light crossed the sky, and Empress Tuxi moved slightly in his heart, and each other Looking at each other, they knew that the long sword had its own spirituality, so they followed closely.

I don't know why, but this Chang'an sword exploded at an unimaginable speed without the owner of the sword, and at this moment, the sky and the earth are divided into two distinct sides, one side is full of stars and everything, which is extremely magnificent Brilliant, one side is extremely deep and turbid, and between the two, a picture scroll can be seen faintly.

The picture scroll rises and flows like a dragon, but it separates the yin and yang from the clear and the turbid.

Or maybe the two forces of voicing and turbidity are fighting around this scroll.

The Western Emperor asked Houtu to go back first to protect the human world, while he himself relied on the sharpness of the golden aura and the incomparably tyrannical aura to traverse the sky, chasing the Chang'an sword desperately. In the end, the sword slowed down, and the Western Emperor directly Appearing at the side, pressing down with five fingers, and shaking towards the front, is holding this magical weapon in the palm of his hand.

Letting the long sword howl, but not letting go, he raised his eyes and swept left and right.

"Strange, is there any difference here?"

"Wei Yuan?!"

"Wei Yuan?!"

Xihuang shouted, his eyes swept to the left and right, only to see the change of starlight, unpredictable and extraordinary, and did not gain anything. When he was frowning, he was suddenly startled, and saw a stream of light falling in the void in front of him. Come down, if you look carefully, it turned out to be a real spirit, above the real spirit, there is Wei Yuan's aura.

"!!"

"Wei Yuan?!"

Xihuang's complexion changed, and he swept forward suddenly, appearing next to this point of true spirit, stretched out his palm to hold it, but at this moment the pure and incomparable golden aura showed an extremely soft state, directly holding this point A bit of true spirit enveloped: "This, you are..."

This point of true spirit is a little bit of light in the big dream, it is no longer able to speak, but it shakes slightly, breaks away from the strength of the Western Emperor, and immediately falls down in a mysterious way, it seems to have its own consciousness, at least it exists Instinctive, like Wei Yuan's last strong desire.

Xihuang frowned slightly, swept the spear in his palm, and directly took this bit of true spirit light into his hands.

But he sensed that he wanted to struggle to leave, so he said:

"Okay, okay, I know you can do it yourself, but this time I will follow you..."

This point of true spirit fell, and the Western Emperor protected them. They were not from this era in the first place, and they were able to resist the rejection of this timeline in their prosperity in the past. At this moment, there is only a little aura left, and the aftertaste left by Wei Yuan is taken away in an instant. The world rejects returning to the original timeline.

Xihuang was worried, so he followed closely.

Time passes, thousands of years go by, with the passage of time, the rejection of Wei Yuan's true spirit becomes weaker and weaker. In the end, it is because Wei Yuan's own strength is tyrannical after all. It was directly bounced back to the original timeline.

Compared with the timeline of his departure, the timeline of his return at this moment is earlier.

About twenty years earlier.

The Western Emperor stood in the void and looked at the sky and the earth. It seemed that it was because of the changes brought about by their arrival. In this city that was supposed to be in the south, it was rare to see a vast snowfall that seemed to be falling in the northeast.

At that time, the street lamps still looked like big horns, low and low with some rusty taste.

The street lights were lit up, a warm yellow.

Xihuang raised his eyes and saw the Taoist's true spirit falling into the world of lights.

The true spirit moves when it meets the wind, stops when it encounters a mountain, and falls into the world of mortals. Inspired by the aura of the mortal world, it turns into a baby. The baby, whose appearance was to protect his true spirit, suddenly sensed something in the dark, blessed his soul, and hugged him in his arms.

In the world, there is a lot of snow.

Xihuang lowered his eyes and changed into an ordinary woman's attire.

holding an umbrella.

Walking step by step in the snow.

In the end, a family surnamed Wei rang.

A voice came from inside: "Who?! Huh? You are..."

Xihuang said: "This is your grandson..."

Old Wei wondered, "Grandson?"

He shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? I only have one son, and his child is also a girl. Are you looking for the wrong person?"

"There is no mistake."

"This is indeed your grandson."

Xihuang's voice was gentle, and with this voice, the stubborn old man who was living alone suddenly fell into a daze.

It seemed that he gradually felt that this child was indeed his grandson.

The woman said gently:

"His name is according to his own wishes when he was in the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago."

"It's called Wei Yuan."

"Wei Yuan..."

The old man stretched out his hand and hugged the child who had entered the world of mortals. The child's palm gently grasped his fingers. The world was full of snow. At this moment, there seemed to be a cycle of revival in the void, the cycle of cause and effect, Unpredictability is no longer a gift from Hun Tian, ​​nor is it a coincidence when he was a weak person.

But to re-conclude cause and effect again.

Causal loop, endless.

And its circulation is becoming more and more calm

But in the distant past, when the Heavenly Emperor suppressed His Holiness Zhuoshi with the myriad of stars, and His Holiness Zhuoshi was struggling frantically, trying to break free from it, suddenly, the entire picture scroll suddenly condensed, which was originally blurred and inconspicuous. The measured scroll pattern turned into a very clear appearance in an instant—

When the picture scroll unfolded, at the beginning, it was like the original picture scroll on the ancient murals, it was people wearing animal skin clothes walking on the earth, and then these people gradually gathered together, and they walked on the solid ground , the clothes on his body gradually became more comfortable, and then the city was built.

Or wearing armor, walking in the wilderness; or carrying farm tools, walking on the road with a smile.

A picture scroll, six thousand years in the world.

This is everything Wei Yuan has gone through.

Countless streams of light rose up, and finally gathered to form the Taoist, as if walking out of the infinite cycle and karma, with a calm expression, his eyes slightly lowered, and the sky is four-nine, and one escapes.

And I'm the only one.

Destiny sighed alone, leaving only mourning.

Zhuo Shi Dazun, who was struggling violently, suddenly felt something was wrong, looked at the Taoist, and murmured:

"You, are you detached?!"

The black-haired Taoist didn't answer yes or no, he just smiled and said, "Guess?"

Sleeves swept over.

There is no sluggishness in cause and effect, and it moves as you like. Even the green-clothed scribe feels that cause and effect are going away with him, and the power of fate is also faintly going away. With five fingers clasped together, the Great Master Zhuo Shi only feels that his consciousness is drowsy for a while. Immediately fell down, no longer being sealed into the cycle of reincarnation as before, but completely annihilated and died.

The skill body shattered into the mortal world, and was completely swallowed into the picture scroll.

There was silence all around.

The stars are shining brightly, and the previously changing and chaotic world has disappeared without a trace.

An Ning was so peaceful that it made people feel uncomfortable.

The green-shirted scribe couldn't believe it: "He, is he dead?"

The Taoist lowered his eyes and replied, "It's considered dead, but it doesn't count."

The green-shirted scribe said, "Yes or no? What do you mean?"

The Emperor of Heaven said flatly: "What he said is not bad, he is like the concept of [final], and he has taken that step again, almost voicing these two basic concepts, which are the keynote of this world. It is the consciousness of the Great Lord of the Chaotic World, but after a long time, a new world consciousness will be born in the Chaotic Times."

"Maybe he will instinctively know that his name is Cang Yukui."

"But it's not the same as the one in the past."

The green-clothed scribe smiled wryly, "Then, what should we do?"

He was tortured for a long time, and he felt a headache when he thought that the Great Lord Zhuoshi would appear.

The Taoist shook his head and said, "At that time, it will be another story, heh... Shanren has his own tricks."

Sweeping the sleeve robe, put the dream picture scroll into the sleeve robe, turned around and left.

The scholar in green shirt and the Emperor of Heaven spoke subconsciously, one was astonished and the other was flat:

"where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

The Taoist raised his eyes, and then said with a free and easy smile, "It's a marriage!"

For a while, Di Jun watched the Taoist go away, and when he shook his head, he heard a loud cry for help from behind: "Emperor, Emperor, don't leave me here, hey, hey, give me a hand!" !"

……………

Thousands of years have passed, and the years have passed.

The human world still exists forever. In front of a simple noodle shop, a young man in black clothes told the above story. The young man in front slightly raised his eyes and rolled his eyes. It was obvious that he didn’t believe what this guy said at all, and took a bite. Face, said: "You started talking nonsense again."

"Forget it, Cang Yukui, after you finish eating the noodles, remember to come back and visit the store."

Cang Yukui was furious.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people...

But seeing the young man in black stretch out a finger, he said, "Add an egg, and I'll make you a bowl of noodles when I come back."

So Cang Yukui honestly finished his noodles and went to visit the store. This is an era of supernatural manifestations, and the figures of many heroes and immortals in legends are still looming, so in this era, when these historical figures are still alive Inside, the shop he was in was strangely nondescript.

Wiped the table and wiped the cabinet.

Then he put on an elegant retro deacon uniform that is said to be ancestral.

Cang Yukui just changed his clothes when he heard the door being pushed open and the bell jingling, he subconsciously turned around and said with a smile: "Ah, hello, hello, would you like a glass of ancient happy water?" ?”

"I can also look at these antiques."

"Excuse me, do you want to produce something? Or do you want to identify it?"

"If you are looking for the boss, the boss is not here because the beautiful and gentle lady boss is pregnant~www.NovelMTL.com~ Ah, by the way..." A smile appeared on the boy's face:

"Welcome to the museum!"

PS: The whole book is over...

It was three o'clock, and I took a sip of tea to suppress my shock.

I originally thought that it should be the first update today, and the next update will end tomorrow. After thinking about it, I just stayed up late today and finished writing.

Fuxi thought about the plot for a long time, so he decided to give up detailing it in the text. The purpose of writing about him before was to cut off the favor of Huntian that Wei Yuan had received, and then let him be self-consistent with cause and effect, forming a cycle of self, and then stepping out, The detailed process is inserted here, which feels a little inappropriate.

Scratching my head, although there are many unsatisfactory things, there are also many things that can be criticized.

However, for two years, thank you for your company. (bow)

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