Museum of Demons

The true teachings of Taiping Yaoshu, even before the one created by Zhang Daoling, are among the seventy-two earth evils in later generations. The flame breathing spell is not a fire that will be extinguished by rain, A Xuan Looking at the flames rising into the sky, he could hardly speak, crying and crying.

Everything is to be compared.

He originally thought that the movement that the brother wanted to do was already big enough.

Compared to now, the brother can be said to be very decent.

Thirty-six magical powers of Tiangang, seventy-two Dharma-rectification of earth evil, and jade book of seven pivots of Shenzhou Daomen.

This is already the top inheritance of China.

Who will let the law go as soon as they come to the door?

Moreover, the method of spitting flames is not a juggling of spitting flames with the mouth, but directly letting the heavens and the earth spit out blazing flames. It’s only if it’s lost, how could the Master Weiguan use it?

Wei Yuan's palm trembled slightly, and his seal was lifted.

But the fire takes advantage of the wind, and the wind helps the fire. This flame has already become the climate.

Wei Yuan breathed in.

In the pupils, the golden streamer representing divine power slowly spread out.

Crush the popsicle.

After the mouth was listed, the roots of the teeth were a little sour.

He rubbed his cheeks. The surroundings were already very noisy. The ordinary people here fled in panic, but only when they got to a safe place, some people started to stare at the scene, took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and quickly uploaded the incident. The heat began to rise rapidly.

This is Tokyo.

It is one of the most prosperous areas in Sakurajima.

The Yin-Yang Liao has been established since ancient times, with the Five Classics taught by Shenzhou as the core, with "Hetu", "Luoshu" and "Taiyi" as the first and highest inheritance. Taishan Mansion was used as a sacrifice to the main god, which happened here. Unconcealed mana fluctuations, onmyojis, shinto priests, and monks of the Onmyoji Department appeared quickly.

Then, rushed towards here.

Wei Yuan took the box out of his carry-on bag, and gently tossed it up, the yellow symbol on the box was peeled off.

The gold-painted red embroidered shoes flew out and directly into the shrine that was burning crazily.

Wei Yuan flicked a broken sword in the box and said: "It was born because of Wan Qiniang, and there is still a trace of cause and effect that has not been cut off. It should be to help Qiniang fulfill this wish, you go and protect her."

The broken sword screamed, the soldier soul appeared and bowed.

Then, it turned into a streamer, tore through the flames, and chased away.

………………

When Soldier Soul came to the shrine, he felt a sense of comfort.

He followed Wei Yuan for a long time.

So at a glance, it can be seen that this place is simply a huge soul-cultivating place.

The Shinto priests of Sakurajima used a lot of feminine materials to build a huge area here, dedicated to warming up ghosts. The soldiers' souls looked slightly cold, and they hurriedly rushed inside, worried about the safety of the red embroidered shoes. This place has been burnt down once before.

The tablets of the so-called heroic souls are all gathered together.

It is up to the Shinto master to repair the soul.

At this moment, he was burned by the fire of heaven and earth to the sun.

There was a crackling sound, not only the tablet, but even the soul itself made a miserable cry. Many of them were burned directly in the flames, and the red embroidered shoes appeared here. It seemed to be lost and floated in the air. , In this soul-raising land, a faint stream of light emerged from its body, transforming into a little girl with two drooping beards.

Staring at the memorial tablets in front of them.

But what she saw from the bottom of her eyes was the stone road on Jiangnan Road after the light rain.

But she had never seen that scene before.

It was because she was too fascinated, so she ignored the surrounding environment. There were those tenacious souls who were not immediately burned by the flames. Wearing the armor of the Warring States style, she roared suddenly, holding a Japanese sword, and rushing towards the red embroidered shoes. , Yelled hard, a cold light fell.

Red embroidered shoes are not good at fighting and can't avoid them.

At this moment, only two clank sounds were heard. The shimmering Japanese sword in the hands of the mighty warrior stunned first, and was directly blocked by the blade. Then, the weapon in the hand of a figure suddenly descended from the bottom, and the backhand ring became heavy. hack.

For the first breath, hit the blade with the back of the blade, knocking out a crack.

Then, take a second breath, and then smash it in the crack position from top to bottom with the blade.

Such an extreme test of timing, tactics, and skill is displayed almost like a breath. The Japanese sword in the hand of the samurai is broken from it and turned into a stream of light in the void. Then, the third breath, the soldier. The blade had pierced the throat of the samurai soul.

The latter clutched his throat and shattered, as if he had discovered something, his eyes opened in anger.

"It's you……"

A cold light tore, the soul completely shattered.

One tablet chipped.

One of the twenty-four generals of Kuroda in the Sakurajima Warring States period, Hisano re-victory.

Died on the battlefield in Pyongyang.

The spirituality of the red embroidered shoes was surprised to see that the one who saved him was a familiar figure, a veteran in the museum, the soldier's soul with a simple face, who was always mixed with water ghosts, but at this time, he seemed to Something is different, stretched his body, the broken sword in his hand slowly appeared streamer.

The streamer slowly condensed and turned into a long knife.

He stared at this knife with a soft expression, then looked at the red embroidered shoes, and said with a smile:

"What do you want to do, do it, I'm here to protect you."

The red embroidered shoes nodded, and she stepped onto the flames that burned the tablets of war criminals. With her footsteps, her body radiated light, her body gradually grew, and she gradually turned into a delicate and beautiful girl. Head, a song of red and pretty is unknown.

This is what Wan Qiniang looks like.

It is also what remains on the red embroidered shoes, the last trace of obsession.

The soldiers of Jiangnan Road, the swords of Jiangnan Road, the song of Jiangnan Road.

Admiration appeared on the face of Qi's Army Soldier Soul, humming softly.

……………………

At this time, the people in Yinyangliao finally arrived.

Wei Yuan could see them from a distance.

They did not approach rashly, wanting to break through into this shrine from all directions, but the flames achieved by the Seventy-two Law of the Divine Land of Gods were difficult to break through. They soon discovered that there were a total of four directions, and three of them were absolutely dead ends. As long as you get close, you will definitely die.

But no one is a fool. Everyone knows that if the releaser does not go with this large-scale magical power, then the so-called safe direction is the most dangerous place.

At this time, A Xuan had not forgotten the two masks he just bought.

He hurriedly ran to Wei Yuan's side in his hand, and took a look at the shrine that had been burning hot and vigorously there.

The young man regretted not at the beginning, and was annoyed that he hadn't listened to his brother carefully.

This is a careless one, and something like this happened.

He cried a face and said, ""The owner of the museum..."

"Did you come here to play here specifically?"

"No." Wei Yuan said:

"I'm here to settle the cause and effect."

"cause and effect?"

"Shhh... listen quietly."

Wei Yuan's index finger touched his lips gently, and some bewildered young Taoist suddenly heard a few clank sounds, and he quickly recognized that this is the sound of a pipa, but why is there a pipa here? When the top notes of the pipa rise, the guqin and flute sounds also join in.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and listened quietly to the tune.

At this time, everyone, including people on the scene and in remote areas.

I had been watching what happened at the Yasukuni Shrine and suddenly realized that this shrine engulfed in flames had suddenly changed. The flames were clearly burning, but it seemed that there was a patter of rain falling, and then, in the building of Sakurajima. On the upper floor, there appeared a pavilion, with raised cornices, and silks hanging down.

In this evil place, there appeared a completely different picture that looked like an illusion.

That is a corner of Jiangnan Road.

Suddenly, the tune became agitated. Guzheng was the main theme, and the guqin was the supplementary. The sound of killing was played. This picture was transmitted because someone was holding a mobile phone. A musician who was familiar with the Chinese tune recognized this. tone.

"this is……"

"Into the formation song?"

Zheng Zheng counted.

The silver bottle burst into water, and the cavalry protruded and shot.

A red dress appeared in the flames.

I knew it was beautiful, but I couldn't see clearly.

Opening the mouth is a tune that is as crisp as the sound of heaven.

The flames continued to burn. On this flame ignited by war criminals' tablets and fired by battle spirits, a red dress was as fierce as fire, whirled like wind, and the tune was crisp and agitated. With the singing voice, the flame was stirred for some reason. It gets stronger and stronger, and the red dress dances wildly.

Exciting tunes, gentle singing voices, burning ruins.

The scattered and scattered souls, the spirit cards that are constantly being completely burned.

And the red clothes that are as fierce as fire.

In any case, this scene is extremely impactful.

Wei Yuan retracted his gaze. He could guess that this place is a place to cultivate souls. He could guess that there was a wisp of obsession with Wan Qiniang in the red embroidered shoes, but he thought that this obsession would cause her to vent her anger here. She went to find those enemies, but she didn't expect this to be the case.

You can never destroy me.

I will dance above your ruins.

This may be a more arrogant response than mere killing.

However, the price of this dance is not small.

Wei Yuan turned around, staring at the onmyojis in the Yin-Yang Lao, slowly squeezing the wooden knife with his fingers.

Only by constantly burning souls can we support the unfolding of this Jiangnan Dao illusion. This is also Wan Qiniang’s final obsession and the end of all the stories that year. You said that as long as I sing the Jiangnan tune in China, no matter where you are. Can hear it.

My voice can be heard all over the world now.

Can you hear it?

Book with his wife, that was an inquiry after decades of absence.

It was a Rin Rin husband who died to go to the country.

It is a seven-foot body that has been Xu Guo, no matter how hard Xu Qing is.

Entering the tune is the answer.

Let's go!

Wei Yuantu felt inexplicably complicated in his heart, but also inexplicably hearty.

A Xuan was about to stand beside Wei Yuan and confront the enemy together, but he was pressed on his shoulders by the latter, and with a light push, the young Taoist staggered back. When he stepped aside, Wei Yuan picked up a mask and covered it. Only his eyes were revealed on his face, and the wooden knife in his hand was gently pressed against the ground.

Standing majestically.

The monks in Yin Yang Liao used the onmyoji technique, which was also the blazing wind. They wanted to use the flame guide to absorb the flames in the shrine at this moment. This picture could not be allowed to continue. The boundless blazing wind attacked and killed Wei Yuan just holding the wooden knife with his right hand. He answered A Xuan's question again.

"I am here to settle a cause and effect."

"Collect a debt."

"There is still a reason."

"For a while."

Step by step.

The wooden knife in his hand was against the ground, facing the blazing gust of wind, the mask was reflected in the color of flames, the eyes seemed to burn, and then the left hand pinched Daojue, suddenly the sword swept up, the sword aura tore, and the Taoism appeared at the same time. Taiping's key technique is to save people. Therefore, this door technique is a method of defense.

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The boundless gust of wind reversed, engulfing the flames and rushing to the sky, pushing those onmyojis back. The scorching heat kept rushing around. A Xuan's eyes widened, his heart beating frantically. After a few breaths, the flames and gusts of wind dissipated with the sound of footsteps. , A sword-qi gulch appeared on the ground, and the young man with the mask of the gods and devil held the wooden knife diagonally in his hands, and the sword-qi was surging.

"Mountains and rivers are different, and they don't share the same sky."

"Today, those who dare to cross this line."

"cut."

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