Museum of Demons

In the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Zhang Ruosu is taking a break from his busy schedule.

During this period of time, all parts of China have begun to popularize basic qi cultivation practices. At the beginning, it was natural to start from official institutions at all levels, selecting people with strong bodies and moderate qualifications to start. Now it has begun to bear fruit.

Next, we need to continue to improve this practice through data fed back by the military.

Until it can achieve the security of the obligation to popularize.

At that time, I will practice Qi from an early age, replace physical education with practice, and be included in the high school entrance examination.

Of course, this part is only about physical fitness and longevity. If you want to get further true biography of various schools, or military martial arts moves, you need to consider various factors. The most important point is that the practitioners are very interested in this piece. The loyalty of the earth, this is the bottom line.

I looked at the other young disciples who were busy processing documents.

Zhang Ruosu absorbed the experience, quietly mute the phone, then clicked on a game, ready to play, and was very happy, but just after entering the interface, a message popped up on the phone.

"Friends, there may be a little movement later."

Seeing the person sending the message, Zhang Ruosu's right eyelid jumped suddenly.

Then a new message popped up.

"Work."

The old Taoist opened his mouth and immediately smiled bitterly.

Now that I don’t even have to say a word of redundant explanation, it is straightforward.

You have to say at least, are you a little bit of movement, or a billion bit of movement, fellow Taoist, did you use Pinyin to input, and you made a typo?

As soon as he thought of the so-called movement, Zhang Ruosu felt that his forehead was hurting. After thinking about it, he sighed and called in the disciples, and said: "Let's go and take a look with the round mirror, Quanzhou. What happened?"

Although the disciple was puzzled, but when the ancestor spoke, he naturally nodded in response.

Turn around and walk out quickly.

Leaving Zhang Ruosu waiting here, the old Taoist rarely felt like he was forced to do tricks when he was young. After a while, seeing the young Taoist looking pale and rushing over quickly, Zhang Ruosu also felt a little in his heart. The head is as big as a bucket.

The young Taoist priest did not care about saluting, and hurriedly said:

"Master, it's not good!"

"Concentrate, concentrate, talk about it, what happened?"

The young Taoist priest didn’t notice what the patriarch said, but he said anxiously: “There was a thunder light flying out of Quanzhou. It was extremely fast, and it had already flown across the Quanzhou boundary in a blink of an eye. At this moment, he was heading west. What to do, there are thunder marks all over it, and every time the clouds pass, the sword will have more thunder power, which is difficult to lock with the naked eye."

Zhang Ruosu was startled.

Immediately after taking a long breath, he said: "So it is so."

"Fortunately, fortunately, the movement is not too big."

The young Taoist priest widened his eyes, his voice couldn't help raising a few degrees, and said:

"Patriarch, that is a magical power that is no worse than our Tianxin Five Thunder Curse."

"It has flown hundreds of miles, just like a Tomahawk missile."

"Isn't that big?!"

Zhang Ruosu looked relaxed and comforted: "You are still young and don't understand yet."

"That's not it."

The corner of the young Taoist's mouth twitched: "..."

Zhang Ruosu lowered his head and found Wei Yuan's chat box.

Easily and happily send out an emoticon pack of Cat Biye.

……………………

In the direction west of the Central Plains of Shenzhou, among the layers of the Taihang Mountains.

Mogi Yoshiyuki trudged hard, and the ancient jade amulet in his hand showed him the direction. Even so, it took him several days to touch here. Fuso's unique monk's clothes were already a bit dirty, and the young monk let out a sigh of relief. Standing still on the mountain, take out this ancient talisman.

He said in a loud voice: "I don't know where is the Taipingdao expert?"

"The little monk should come here at the order of the elders."

This is the Chinese language he has learned for a few days on the road, and he would have such a few words, the voice came out from afar, but there was no response, just when Mogi Yoshiyuki felt that he was looking for the wrong place, he suddenly heard it behind him. There was an understatement, saying: "Fusang people?"

Yoshiyuki Mogi was shocked and turned to look. He saw that he was a man in black with a messy beard and hair. He seemed to be awkward, but his attitude was as if the eagle looked at him, he obviously had a very profound way of doing things. The body, among the monks Yoshiyuki Mogi had met, was an absolute top existence.

Even the grandfather who retreats in his own temple may not be the opponent of this middle-aged Taoist.

Immediately he did not dare to neglect, and he folded his hands for eleven ceremony, his face was respectful and humble, and said:

"Exactly, the poor monk is from Kyoto."

The middle-aged Taoist didn’t care about this, and said, “I have an agreement with the old man. This talisman is a token I gave him. If you come with this talisman, you can exchange it for an agreement from me. My Taiping Ministry is also very upright. Jiuding, let's talk about what you want."

This population can speak Fusang fluently.

After Yoshiyuki Mogi was surprised, he smiled and said:

"The poor monk wants to make a good bond with the donor."

"Oh? Good luck?"

Mogi Yoshiyuki nodded and said: "The world has changed, and there will be major changes in the future. There will be various major changes in the future. The Taoist cultivation is advanced and the poor monk only hopes to form a good relationship. One day, if the poor monk is in trouble, I hope that the Taoist leader can help, and if the Taoist leader needs it, the Mogi family will definitely help."

The Taoist stared straight at Yoshiyuki Mogi, and said, "Oh...you also want to form an alliance with my Taiping Department."

"What if I don't agree?"

Mogi Yoshiyuki said calmly: "Then, the poor monk puts the talisman on both hands, turns around and leaves."

The Taoist stared at him for a while. He originally heard that the other party was a Fusang person, who had the heart to kill and steal treasures, but he was concerned about the existence of the old man. Secondly, he couldn't hold on to this and other things. Then he heard that the monk was from a family. , There is the heart of alliance and joint hands, shaken at the moment, after a moment of contemplation, he laughed and said:

"Good, good temperament, no wonder Sakurajima Fuso will let you come to China."

"Okay! Then I promised you the Mogi family, the Taiping Department will form an alliance with you and others, you are walking in this Shenzhou, if there is a crisis, I will come to rescue you."

Mogi Yoshiyuki breathed a sigh of relief, holding the ancient talisman in both hands and handing it over.

The Taoist stretched out his hand to get the talisman.

At this moment, he suddenly acted for a while. He was walking on a whim, and suddenly felt his brows tingling. There was an indescribable sense of panic. As if a catastrophe was imminent, he could not help but hesitate, but this ancient talisman was ahead. Can't let it go, stretched out his hand to pick up the talisman.

It was almost the moment he touched the talisman.

The extreme anxiety and panic swallowed him instantly.

After all, it is also in the realm of Shenzhou, a well-known true cultivation. The Taoist did not hesitate, and with a wave of his right hand, he directly threw the precious talisman back, and then instinctively cast the Taoist body curse, stepping on the Yu step, and stepping down. Backing away, opening his hand, an ancient umbrella appeared, instantly unfolding and blocking him.

Mogi Yoshiyuki was still at a loss, and subconsciously caught the talisman.

suddenly,

The air pressure seemed to drop suddenly.

The mountains and forests in autumn were originally lively.

All kinds of insects, birds, and small beasts make different sounds. In short, they can't stop for a moment. But now, the birds have retracted their wings and the insects don't dare to make a sound. The monk just saw a huge mountain in the forest. The wolf, lying on the ground at the moment, with its tail tucked in, only whimpered.

Yoshiyuki Mogi retracted his palm subconsciously and wiped his clothes.

Suddenly feel tingling, like electrostatic induction.

But now it is obviously a humid and sultry autumn day.

He lowered his head subconsciously.

Heck, tiny electric lights visible to the naked eye rose on the monk’s clothes, entangled with each other, and the middle-aged Taoist lowered his head and saw that all the hairs on his arm were naturally erected, his eyes widened, and his heart widened. Panic and anger.

"this is……"

"Leifa!"

There was a terrible whistling sound in my ears.

The world is bright!

The extreme light brought the vision of the two men suddenly turned black.

In a daze, a flat voice fell slowly:

"Dang Zhu..."

then,

An extremely violent thunder, like an iron cone, hit the eardrum desperately.

Let their brains buzz in an instant, losing the ability to think and judge.

Thunder light came here with Haohao Thunder.

Stuffed the eyes and ears of all things.

Then,

Cut it down with a sword.

………………

The Taoist felt that his hands were hot, and he could no longer hold the magic weapon. The whole person was thrown out, his back hit the rock wall heavily, his throat was sweet, he coughed up blood, there was a brilliant white light in front of his eyes, a roar in his ears, and even There are signs of tinnitus and hearing loss.

For a long time in the past, the black-clothed Taoist struggled to open his eyes and found that the magic weapon he had just thrown out had been chopped into coke, and there was a smell of meat burning in his nose. He was still very energetic when he saw that he was going to be in the world. The half of Yoshiyuki Mogi's body turned over with his brain turned into scorched earth.

A long sword hung in the air, clankly whistling.

It is not so much sword energy and sword intent, as it is Haohao Thunder, filling the sword body and rising into the sky.

The Taoist coughed up blood, saw the thunder mark on the sword, only felt cold all over, he didn't dare to move.

The magic sword hung in the air for a week, the sword light wrapped it around the talisman, and then whirled around Mogi Yoshiyuki's neck, directly beheading the Fusang monk, and calmly escaped. Only the Taoist was left pale for a long time. He recovered and hated. Gritting his teeth, he recognized that the sword was a regular shape.

Although it is very ancient for some reason, it is absolutely impossible to admit the mistake, and the shape is similar. It is the sword of Longhushan.

And Lei Fa, Lei Fa is also good at Fulu School.

Was it because of the monk or himself? The Taoist's eyes changed, he exhaled, and he staggered. He originally thought that he could still wander outside. With his own ability, he could be innocent. Seeing this flying sword beheaded for thousands of miles, his scalp was numb with horror. Where is the courage? Stay outside.

Immediately got up ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and returned to her breath, rushed back to the place where she had been hidden before, and collected the Taipingdao objects passed down from generation to generation.

Among them is a staff, several sets of talisman, and a memorial tablet.

And because the great sage and mentor died on the battlefield, the spiritual position at that time was carved by the next celestial master himself, and placed in the same place with the next celestial master’s own spiritual card. This is the most important thing. Lesson prayer, and this thing passed down from generation to generation, the effect is naturally the best, it can be called a sect inheritance device, this person puts these things away, and the rest of the sundries are ignored and left in a hurry.

He went straight to the place where he got the inheritance of the Taiping Dao, which was one of the Taiping Dao veins in the past.

Because of the loneliness of Taiping Road in Song Dynasty.

That dharma channel was blocked, only he knew it, and it was safe enough.

PS: Today’s first update............, three thousand two hundred words, thank you Mr. Ho’s leader, thank you~

In Chapter 187, Houlian is like a net, and the stallholder gave the talisman to the monk~ after all, he still has to find his home ancestral veins.