Museum of Demons

Zhang Ruosu looked at Wei Yuan with a smile.

Go to North India and take out a double ticket.

Travel at public expense!

Can be reimbursed!

In this case, this kid must understand what I mean, right? You understand what I mean, right?

The abacus in the old master's heart was crackling, and he couldn't live without Longhushan now, and Wei Yuan's combat power is well known, head iron? The personality of Tou Tie is a debuff on its own territory, and it is called a peerless positive buff when placed on others.

In the game, the teammate of the red BUFF who grabs his own jungler is crumbs.

But the teammates who picked all the monsters on the opposite side are called gods.

Awaken, the power of the iron head hidden in your body, in the name of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master, Wei Yuan, the seal is lifted, go out and make it!

The old Taoist muttered in his heart.

Of course, he has deeper and more personal goals.

The heart can't stand it anymore.

Go out and figure out the four sages of the Qianqiu Soldier and the ten philosophers of the Wu Temple. Bai Qi was the first ten philosophers on the left of Jiang Taigong in the Wu Temple of the Tang Dynasty. You can now dig him out. If you stay in China for a while, someone will come out, I don’t dare to think.JPG

I don't believe it.

Throw you abroad, in the same ancient **** system, what other waves can you reveal.

It's also good for the old Taoist my heart to relax a little bit.

Of course, Zhang Ruosu naturally knows that he has a very good relationship with Wei Yuan, and the other party must also know the Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, but well, there will be two big kills after public money eating and drinking and coming back for reimbursement. He doesn't believe this guy can bear it. , I don't know why, this kid's wealth is quite poor.

And disdain to rely on the cultivation base to make money.

all in all.

Strong but poor.

However, as friends who are very familiar with each other, of course the old Taoist knows that there must be some bargaining between the two people, and the final decision will be made. He is ready, after all, this is also a pastime.

But unexpectedly, Wei Yuan looked at him up and down.

The look in the eyes of the museum owner undoubtedly saw the subtext.

However, he didn't pull it along!

The Master Wei Guan showed a pity in his eyes, nodded, and said with emotion:

"There is something to do, right."

"Don't worry, Lao Zhang, I will go."

Zhang Ruosu smiled stagnantly.

"Ok?!"

What's wrong with this?

Wait, that's not right...

Well, don't panic, maybe this kid is pretending to be a gesture.

Whenever a big event is calm, I want to keep it steady.

The corners of the old man’s mouth twitched, and the Wei Yuan who suddenly became strangely talkative and even pitiful in front of him made his eyebrows jump violently, and he felt that he suddenly started to panic in his heart, feeling that something was going to happen. , The Master Wei Guan patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion:

"It's just a business trip, don't worry, don't worry if you have anything to leave to me."

"There is no need for public money to eat or drink, but you can put it on me. You can buy some wine by yourself, charge some money in the game, etc. It really doesn't work. What kind of wine do you want to drink, I will definitely get you out this time. Come back, even the fine wine from the ancient Indian Tianzhu country will find a way to get it back for you."

The little Taoist A Xuan was startled, and said, "Master Wei Guan, brother, he can't drink."

The owner of the museum is kind and amiable: "It's okay."

"Drink if you want."

"It won't get in the way."

Zhang Ruosu: "?!"

wrong.

has a problem!

The problem is big, this one has to panic.

Wei Yuan looked at the bewildered old Taoist priest. In his line of sight, he saw the graceful, beautiful and gentle, at least still beautiful and gentle, the goddess Yun, feeling in his heart, and then looked at the little Taoist and Feng Siyu next to him, with no corners of his mouth. A smile consciously appeared, and the two little guys looked at a loss, at a loss, and even Feng Siyu slowed down in eating.

Feng Siyu shrank his neck and said, stalking his neck:

"Master Weiguan, I did the homework for the online class..."

Although it was made by A Xuan.

The Master Weiguan smiled and said, "It's okay, you eat yours."

He looked at Feng Siyu and A Xuan with a big smile.

Looking at the flame traces on the latter's eyebrows.

The gods in the gods knew that whenever the prince Changqin played that phoenix, no matter how far away, no matter how far away, the phoenix bird would definitely come, yes, yes, very good. Ah... childhood sweetheart, two little guesses.

I wondered, should I just move the Civil Affairs Bureau over?

Move the mountain and fill the sea directly and carry it over.

Or just ask a mountain **** to help with a meal.

Don't worry, the cost of the museum has been paid.

Um, can Feng Siyu's ID card be obtained?

No wonder that Zhu Rong would respond to Feng Siyu's prayer even when he fell asleep, heh... the Republic of the East China Sea.

Feng Hongshi.

No wonder.

Interesting, interesting.

Because of certain secrets, Wei Yuan, in a low mood, rarely had a slightly relaxed tone. Of course, in the end, the smile made the two little guys at a loss and made the old Taoist scalp numb.

He knew he seemed to be out of luck.

But I don't know where the bad luck is at all.

Wei Yuan himself patted the old Taoist on the shoulder and descended happily.

Tu Shan's ancestral precepts, the eldest sister taught by words and deeds—

It's actually a pleasant trick to make the other person feel uneasy.

Take this as a reward for traveling and running errands.

As for the male and female dragon and tiger swords, Wei Yuan intends to return from North India to the old Taoist priests. After all, the old man just said that it seems that some gods have recovered. It is better to have a few handy weapons on hand. Well, weapons, the more More is better.

However, what kind of sword-bearing Rama appeared in the Tang Dynasty?

What's that?

do not know.

Don't understand.

never seen it.

Wei Yuan meditated, he was in ancient India when he was in the Tang Dynasty, why didn’t he see this stuff, but no matter what, just meet at the time...He returned to Quan City by himself, Yu Feng, and the sky was dark when he came back. It's darkened.

Because of identity issues, certain procedures were required, so I stayed in Longhushan for the time being.

When I was alone along the way, the spirit I had forcibly mentioned before gradually depressed.

In fact, the old Taoist priest saw that Wei Yuan himself was in a low mood as soon as they met.

This is also normal.

Knowing such a huge pressure, it is impossible to turn a blind eye.

Wei Yuan is just a human being, not a machine without mood swings. Since he is a human, he feels fear, loss, powerlessness, injury, pain, fear, and death, but he also rises up because of it. And stepped forward.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, his thoughts were clear and calm, now.

There are only two directions that can be done. The first is to strengthen one's own strength, enhance the strength of teammates, and improve the ability of the modern human race Shenzhou as a whole to deal with disasters. Second, try to awaken the ancient heroes, just like white. Just like the first emperor.

The first point is that the overall improvement of Shenzhou's ability in the latter part needs to be done slowly.

This simply cannot be accomplished overnight.

But at least, the highest-level destructive human weapons can cause some damage to gods like the Four Ominous. Although the opponent opens the mythological concept, the impact of such nuclear weapons will be further reduced, but this kind of strength is also sufficient for most The ordinary monsters had a devastating impact on the ordinary little gods.

Especially good at low and middle level, large-scale eradication of monsters.

Find a monster den and throw it inside. Okay, let's see the mushrooms.

It's faster than drawing a sword to kill.

But this also has limitations.

The weapon must reach the temperature, or close to the temperature of the sun, to be effective.

And this directly abolished most conventional weapons.

After all, the core temperature is related to the explosive equivalent.

And this thing is probably useless for gods like flames.

These **** are immune to fire, and the body of the gods can disperse and avoid shocks in time.

You can't plan to use nuclear fusion and nuclear fission to bombard the Golden Crow, which represents the great sun, right.

Bifang birds are not cooked by fire.

King Yu liked this.

Another point of trouble is that the human race is in the world and lacks high mobility.

And these gods themselves don't care about the human world. The mountains and seas they are in are directly in another world, including the Great Wilderness. They can cross space and appear in the human world for destruction, but the human race's backtracking and attack capabilities are extremely weaker than these gods.

However, Yu also buried Gonggong in the East China Sea.

There is also a body of Chi You who can check and balance together.

When you come here, you have to abide by the rules of the world, or you can finish the game together.

This bought precious time.

In addition, Wei Yuan himself now urgently needs to improve his strength. He won the battle with a heavy fight before. It was because of Chi You's breath. He could not go to Chi You wool every day. He had to have his own strength. Well, on the one hand, he developed The mythological concept of Kunlun Mountain in the human world, on the other hand.

Wei Yuan's own body also needs to have the fighting ability of mythological concepts.

Either go the old way, push swordsmanship to the top, and cast magic weapons.

Or you can learn from Kua Lin.

Find a ready-made mythological concept, and then cast it into a magic weapon.

This kind of strength is bound to be weaker in the three mythological concepts. It belongs to the type of speculation and quality that is not good, but at least there is, as for how to come up with the mythological concept, the first method that came to Wei Yuan's mind was to find The four evil spirits were slaughtered.

For example, if you can stabilize the golden pillar of luck, you can retrieve the mythological concept of Qiongqi.

Or, um...

Kunlun Mountain gluttonous, mythological concept, kill now?

Produced by Kunlun, the young man is not deceived.

Glutton, who was so hungry as to gnaw rocks in Kunlun Mountain, shivered fiercely and raised his head suspiciously.

Then continue to lower his head and gnaw on the stone.

...

Finally, Wei Yuan pondered for a long time before realizing that he was flying over his head. He had to turn around again before returning to the old street. He pressed his magical powers and walked on the road like an ordinary person. In winter, he didn’t know that it was because of the cracks between the mountains and the sea. , Or the spiritual energy has risen, the cold wave has become vigorous, and snow has fallen, and Wei Yuan is walking on this snowy road alone.

Yufeng in the sky, he is a monk who has walked through the ages alone.

Walking on the ground, he is a man in the dust.

Wei Yuan put his hands in his pockets, listening to a personal whisper coming and going, talking about today's work, talking about today's life, or smiling or worrying, or that such troubles are also a composition of the world, Wei Yuan He let out a white breath, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Welcome to reality, Wei Yuan.

Ji Xuanyuan's words rang in his ears, and Wei Yuan walked on the street.

I was thinking about how to improve myself and how to strengthen the overall safety of China.

As for what Ji Xuanyuan said, or what he didn’t say, Wei Yuan understood it—it’s your turn. Of course, there is no need to hesitate. Wei Yuan will choose to move forward without hesitation. , He should do his best to protect these people.

Even if it is necessary to fight the entire famine.

Even if the opponent was a powerful enemy who once left Xuanyuan lonely, made Da Yi fall, and caused Emperor Shun to be besieged.

Even if the opponent is the original Pangu, it is the emperor of heaven, the gods from all corners of the world.

My heart is a rock, I can't turn it!

Like the arrow made by Nanshan Bamboo, it pierces the troubled times straight through.

Under the light, the young man swept the snow on his clothes and whispered:

"Don't let it go, you can't be afraid, right, Master..."

Wei Yuan had already figured out his goal to go to North India.

If you can't find the concept of mythology, you can only try to advance your skills.

The pinnacle of skills like Da Yi, for example...

Wei Yuan's mind came up with a certain future possibility shown in the book of Hetuluo, holding three thousand li Kunlun as a sword. If you say, according to what Zhu Jiuyin said, this is definitely a mythical concept level. Ability, and the human race wants to cast magic weapons, the premise is the ultimate of Tao or the pinnacle of skill.

There is absolutely no possibility of trickery.

There is only an unparalleled pinnacle, the skill is close to Dao, and these four words don't even have a trace of fluke.

Then, after losing everything again, the future is the one in which I regained my mood and reached the top of the swordsman, and finally climbed to the mythological concept, and took this opportunity to cast the magic weapon and solidify the mythical concept with the power of the Kunlun Divine Lord?

A sense of loneliness and depression appeared in Wei Yuan's heart.

Powerful enemies, predicaments, choices, self-consciousness, and the oppression and possibility of the Kunlun Sword Master’s looming future.

It seems that the snow in this winter has become cold and bleak, but when he opened the door, he was slightly stunned. He saw the warm light and the dishes on the table, and the wind was spinning. Raise the dish holder.

The young girl in furry pajamas sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Holding a book in his hand, he seemed to be dozing sleepily, his head was a little bit, and the high ponytail behind his back also swayed, but this way, the hanging fingers still swayed, maintaining the spell and maintaining the color of the dish. temperature.

Along the way, thinking about countermeasures, thinking about Wei Yuan facing the forced choice, somehow, something suddenly melted away in his heart, the cold and quiet reality felt like being washed away, he let it go. Stepping, walking over there, watching the goddess dozing off, suddenly sighed.

The bleak and lonely picture of Kunlun being the sword shattered just now.

As long as the girl in front of me is still there, I can't fall into that situation...

Wei Yuan whispered.

He sat down and looked at the girl's sleepy appearance.

...

"Has the curator not come back? Or, Miss Jue, you go back first?"

"I just wait here."

With almost no sound of footsteps, the painter on the second floor of the hermit museum remembered the goddess below, flew down slowly, and then stunned. Under the warm light, he was dressed in black and the main board of the museum whose hair was wet by snow. Sitting on the ground, quietly watching the goddess who was taking a nap on the sofa.

The sword for slaying demons and slaying demons and slaying gods is placed aside.

The young man's face was quiet, with a slight smile.

Noting the appearance of the painter, the owner of the museum held out a finger against his lips.

"Shhh..."

The painter's eyes widened, covering his mouth and nodding his head heavily.

Step by step back.

This time I didn't go to the video or something. I don't know what happened. I felt that I was touched when I saw this scene.

Whispered in the heart.

Come on... the curator.

………

Looking at some classics, the goddess who was thinking about where Queen Mother West would be has been tired for a long time recently and fell asleep unconsciously. When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw Wei Yuan sitting cross-legged next to her, and she was stunned: "Yuan, you came back?"

"Yeah. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"I prepared a meal for you, I guess you are so anxious to leave, probably too late to eat."

"Ok."

The goddess shook her head, seeming to have a headache in sleep.

The museum owner looked at the girl and laughed as if thinking of something, he whispered:

"Jue, you really look like a hero..."

The girl seemed a little funny, and said:

"What are you talking about, Yuan."

"Hero, isn't that someone who can appear just right and save others?"

"I have read the book."

"You are like a hero, right? You saved a lot of people. For example, Kua Lin seemed to be saved by you, the first emperor, and many other people. It's the same in this era. You defeated the four evil spirits. Many more times..."

The young man watched the girl count something with interest, and somehow relaxed in his heart, his eyes quiet.

Didn’t you find out...

The death of antiquity.

The overlord of the end of Qin pierced his heart.

The loneliness after the Three Kingdoms lost everything.

There is also a coma from exhaustion when He Shanjun is determined to die.

You will always show up just right.

From ancient times to the present.

I may have been saving others.

But only you are saving me...

The girl shook, the pony tail shook.

Wei Yuan looked at the girl quietly, exhaled, and suddenly laughed: "Sure enough."

He said: "Sure enough, people will fall in love with the hero who saves them..."

"Je."

PS: The third update today...4,800 words.

I shouldn't have said that there is a third update, the smoking hand trembling slightly, numb, writing numb.

Okay, I'm back to the salted fish mode again-even though he was confined at home, he didn't want any more codewords, holding tea, drinking tea, and exhaling.