Museum of Demons

The atmosphere in the Donggui trio became more dignified with time.

Frankly speaking, when playing games, how many times when I meet a pig teammate, I can’t wait to pick up the display or mobile phone and give him a death charge or an immortal grip on the spot. Of course, when it comes to reality, everyone generally will More polite.

But that is so-so.

The water monkey's hands were tightly grasped, and blue veins appeared on the forehead.

The fangs became sharper and sharper, and even the nails of the palms gradually reduced to the black color of the monkey demon god.

He raised his head little by little.

Looking at the old Taoist priest who looked ahead and watched his nose and nose, a grin appeared on his face, and then he said angrily:

"Only special, are you?"

"A **** who has cheated me more than 90 times?!"

An angry roar, grinning shot.

The resentment of more than ninety knees has almost turned into a black resentment that can be seen with the naked eye. Surrounded by the water monkey, as if you are about to draw a stick on the spot and give you a headshot blow, the old Taoist Zhang Ruosu stroked his beard with his right hand, his face remained unchanged: " In fact, this is the account of the poor Dao Junior Brother A Xuan."

"He played terribly."

"Pan Dao can't stand it, so help him take over."

"You should have the impression that you have won many times before."

The water monkey's fist stopped abruptly. The distance between the fist and the bridge of the nose of the old Taoist priest was only 0.11 cm, and he asked in doubt: "That's not what you hit?"

"not me."

"It's really not you?"

"It's really not me."

"Don't tell lies?"

The old way was awe-inspiring, and said in a shock:

"Pan Dao never deceives!"

"good."

The water monkey sat down on Yunqi and said, "That's a game."

Zhang Ruosu was ambitious and nodded confidently.

Humph, it's already opened today.

It's not the same as before.

Now I feel that the fighting spirit is Pengbai, the sword aura is like frost, and the old man is invincible in the world. There must be no three kills and five kills, or how can he be worthy of the head of Vishnu? Right? What's wrong, a land divine aggregate, you have to be worth the five kills, right, right?

can not be lower.

Wei Yuan was helpless.

After a while, with the sound of crystal bursting, the old Taoist priest looked at the gray on the phone with his eyes and his nose and heart in a burning posture. The clouds next to him seemed to turn into black. The water monkey grinned and said: "You , What else do you want to say?!"

The old Taoist looked calm, watching his nose and his heart, saying:

"I was thinking, who am I?"

"Where is this place?"

"Where is the end of our lives? What does it mean to the universe?"

The old way directly enters the sage mode of thinking about life and the universe.

"***!! You scam!!!!"

The Huai Shui Jun directly broke the defense.

Yelling

Simple mouth odor, the ultimate enjoyment.

The water monkey gritted his teeth. Except for the long worm Gengchen, he didn't want to beat a guy so much in his life. He angrily said, "I don't think you have won in your life!"

Zhang Ruosu was furious: "Nonsense!"

"The veteran won the first game of the game, super god!"

"Isn't that a teaching level?! Deceptive!"

"Aren't you a fraud!"

The water monkey angrily opened his eyes: "If it weren't for you, how could I be so miserable!!!" In all fairness, the water monkey's technology is quite powerful, but his character is so stubborn that he doesn't believe who else is himself. Can't move.

Grandma's, it turned you back, can't I take it to you? !

The celestial master told him with actual performance.

Indeed, you can't take it.

Generally speaking, normal people give up.

Wuzhiqi is also a head iron. The average person’s head iron doesn’t hit the south wall and doesn’t turn his head. He belongs to the type that doesn’t look back after hitting the south wall. He even researched on one leg with four pits.

And it turns out.

Whenever he made some progress, the celestial master could always give him a black operation in front of him.

By the way, when he was surprised that he was being disturbed, his style of play was also dragged into the pit by the old man and couldn't climb out.

Because of the Blue Bull, the two guys didn't fight on the spot, and Qi was furious in the end:

"One-on-one!"

"One-on-one is one-on-one!"

The two people start the heads-up mode of the game.

Wei Yuan glanced, only to see that Wu Zhiqi’s operating character was almost the same as the anger red BUFF. The swordsman of the old master was smashed and the crystals of the old master were to be pushed away. At the time, the old Taoist did not change his face and stretched out his right leg.

Kicked on the cloud under Wuzhi Qi's ass.

Seventy-two magical powers of the evil spirits, ranked fourth——

No water!

Cloud gas is also water.

As long as you are water, you are forbidden!

The water monkeys play the game with all their attention.

Did not notice this foot at all.

The cloud gas was kicked away with a puff, the water monkey subconsciously put more force in his hand, and the phone was gone with a click, the old master directly killed the water monkey game character with a backhand, and then pushed the crystal madly, and finally won.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The old Taoist laughed up to the sky and stroked his beard with a refreshing look:

"Little brother, don't be discouraged, you are almost too far away from the realm of poverty."

Water Monkey: "..."

Hard, hard.

The fist is hard.

Wuzhiqi looked at the phone and said, "Or, another solo game?"

Solo is going to be singled out, and the old Taoist nodded refreshingly.

Unsupported Qi said: "I choose monkeys."

Zhang Ruosu: "The veteran is still a swordsman, and your phone can still..."

Before he finished his words, the water monkey directly pinched the collar of the old Taoist priest with one hand. One person and one monkey flew away. Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced from a distance. Qi, this movement is outrageous compared to the game worldview.

He retracted his gaze and stroked the green cow with his palm. On this road, the speed was not slow, and he was about to walk to the border. A short distance in front was the territory of Shenzhou, and then the Hangu Pass of the year. He and Lao Mai Qingniu chatted, talking about what the old Tan had seen and heard all the way back then, and he was in good spirits.

Lao Tan, the Sanqing in Taoist legends, various modern novels say that he is the moral god, and he is placed alongside the other two gods, even slowly, he is no longer the leader of the Sanqing, but even so It is respected by people, no matter what kind of legend there is a strong presence in it.

But he is far greater than all novels.

Because he is the beginning.

"Lao Tan is a god?"

Qing Niu shook his head: "He is a human."

"He is just a human being. There is nothing in the world about this god, that god, where there are so many gods, I have heard that some people say that he is the incarnation of the gods, who originally came to the world."

"But there is no old gentleman, and there is no Lingbao Tianzun, there is no Yuanshi Tianzun, this and that are just fictitious people, they are fake, but the old man is real, he is a mortal. Maybe, They want to add a variety of legends to him, maybe this is because they can't believe it."

"It's like, how can one do such a thing?"

"Only the reincarnation of the strongest **** is reasonable."

The old green cow laughed and said:

"Lao Tan will laugh out loud because of the confusion of his younger brothers when he knows it."

"He is really just a human, the kind of person who will die, so what?"

"As a human, he has walked his whole life in the world, and then he opened up such a legend and became the starting point of Tao."

"There is no Sanqing, no Heavenly Mother and Mother Earth, and no gods. If you follow the path of the Tao, there is also an ordinary old man at the front. Isn't this more magnificent and majestic than the height of the gods?"

"The myth of Yanhuang, in the final analysis, is the myth of creatures on the earth."

When I saw Hangu Pass from afar, the old solo and Wuzhiqi came back.

"I admit, I just spoke a little loudly!"

"However, you are cheating on this point, and I won't take it back!"

The old Taoist is plausible.

The orbit of the right eye is bluish and blue, and the eyes are fascinated.

I don't know who I learned this punch from.

Focus on the ruthless eyes.

And the unbridled white hair was messy, as if it had been eaten by a dog.

He was directly cut by Jian Qi and became the leader of the funeral family.

Just now, neither one person nor the monkey was able to exert their full strength. The monkey's body was firmly locked under Huai Shui, and the old Taoist sword was not out of the sheath. No one knows who used a bit of force, but there is no doubt that it is. No one took advantage of a solo.

Wei Yuan suspected that if the water monkey knew that the old man in front might be the reincarnation of Geng Chen.

Then it won't be such a little game.

If you think about it this way, the Omen Star on the top of the heavenly master's head is also quite bright.

If Wei Yuan was thinking about it, and had already arrived at Hangu Pass before, the old heavenly master raised his hand and pressed it to recover the scar with his own energy, otherwise he would stare at a dark circle to see the Daoist disciples of various factions. It's a bit too gaffe.

The face is still necessary.

If not, black cats will teach him what a face is.

Longhushan meow meow serial boxing.

This thing really has a boxing score.

Special attack on heavenly masters.

When crossing the Hangu Pass, there were already new hillsides and obstacles in front of him. The old Taoist stepped down. He stretched out his hand and touched the intersection between the Shenzhou and the North Indian system, and said with emotion: "Senior two thousand years ago, Take Daozu west out of Hangu Pass, this trip to the east, let the poor Dao open the way for you."

And point to a sweep.

The sword that had been in power for a hundred years screamed several times and violently.

The sword and the sheath are separated.

This sword has been in force for a hundred years, not for slaying demons and killing demons, nor for punishing the gods. The white hair is like frost and snow, and the Taoist wood hairpin. It just sweeps away, and the vast sword energy is swallowed out, like a dragon and a tiger. .

Manshoe stepped forward.

Poor Zhang Ruosu.

Pave the way for my Daoist ancestors to return to the homeland of Shenzhou.

Every mountain opens up, and water is cut off when encountering water.

"cut."

The tone was flat and indifferent.

A sword was slashed out calmly, and the sword aura was unmatched. The barriers of the two countries and the gods were broken in an instant. A crack appeared in the part of the Indian **** system and the Shenzhou heaven system. The sword aura was scattered, opening up a smooth path. Zhi Qi was faintly exploded, and immediately felt a little wasteful.

The sword momentum that has been in this way for a hundred years, unexpectedly poured out in one breath.

It is too extravagant.

"Are you... not a waste?"

The Taoist turned his back to Wuqi, with his right hand pointing diagonally to the ground, his sleeves were torn, and the sword he raised when he was young whispered and hovered around him, falling into the scabbard, the Taoist whispered:

"This sword, on the contrary, is the most enjoyable thing in the poor way."

"Two thousand years ago, Dao Zuxi went out of Hangu Pass."

"Two thousand years later, the remains of Xiang Daoying Patriarch returned."

The old Dao bowed his hand with a slight bow, free and unrestrained, even in old age, but a moment of the sword fairy demeanor is still enough to be called a peerless, calmly said:

"Please do not……"

The old Taoist laughed and said:

"Welcome home."

……………………

There is already a smooth road ahead. Wei Yuan leads the old cow into Hangu Pass. A young or old Taoist walks out slowly. They are wearing clothes of different genres, and they are even somewhat hostile to each other. They are holding magic swords, or Hairpin hairpin, or gray hair.

They all stepped forward, holding swords in both hands.

There are no uniform shouts or shocking words. The monks of each sect form the seal of their own genre, or whisper their own Taoism in their mouths. There are many varieties, as if the sky is full of stars, and this flame, And follow the starting point of all Tao.

That was the old man who had left Hangu Pass on a green cow.

There is no sanqing, not too much.

But Daozu is true.

Five thousand morals are true, and so is the double cultivation of life.

After you, there is no way. After you, there is already a sky full of stars. The last five thousand characters are like flames, each circulating, blooming and fruiting, and finally colliding, and finally turning into this great view, the old man was born, One yin and one yang of the Master's entry into the world will last forever in Yan and Huang.

Respect Daozu.

Not respecting the Tao, but respecting the ancestors.

Not only did it feel the wind of hometown, Qing Niu suddenly became more powerful after setting foot on Hangu Pass, as if it could still follow the path of the past, stepping faster and faster, talking to Wei Yuan as he walked. A few things from the past.

When Wei Yuan turned his head.

But he saw that the old bull’s eyes had dimmed. He was too old. He was so old that his eyes could hardly see, but his footsteps were powerful, but he still remembered every step he took when he left his hometown more than two thousand years ago—— He Dan walked through here.

This is where the Master once sighed.

Here is where I found Yuan.

He smiled and said, "It was where I found you back then."

Wei Yuan looked at Lao Niu's gloomy eyes and said, "Yes, you were so strong at the time."

The speed of the old cow is getting faster and faster, and finally the old cow is almost galloping up. He walked to a mountain in Ludi, took a deep breath, then bent his limbs and pressed his cheeks against the ground. It is midwinter now. , There are no green grasses at all, and some are just weeds.

The green cow took a bite of the dry leaves of hometown, and murmured:

"That's the smell..."

"that is."

"I'm back."

"But, Kongqiu, Lao Tan, Zilu, Duanmu, where are you... I can't find you..." The old Qing Niu suddenly choked up and burst into tears.

Wei Yuan's palm slowly lifted, and then pressed it to Lao Niu's forehead.

Qing Niu's consciousness seemed to rise, his eyes widened, he saw a ray of light in front of him, saw the green grass, and saw the old master raising his head, smiling and looking at himself, next to Zilu biting a leaf in his mouth, seeing Duanmu Ci and Yan Hui.

He found his strength regained.

He is more powerful than when he was young.

Standing up and walking towards the teacher, towards Zilu, towards the old man, and towards Siddhartha who was smiling, he walked over, but when he was halfway there, he turned around and looked at the young man who stayed in place. Who showed hesitation.

Finally the boy smiled and waved.

So Qing Niu turned his head and strode towards those people.

In reality, the old Taoist saw that the old to the limit green bull opened his eyes~www.NovelMTL.com~ and finally licked Yuzhe's palm with his dry tongue, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind, no more sound. Its soul returned to the heavens and the earth, no longer reincarnated, but scattered on the land of Yanhuang.

The old Dao watched Wei Yuan kneeling halfway on the ground, quietly and silently.

Then Wei Yuan slowly got up.

Immortal Dao is always self-lucky, while ghost Dao is always self-defeating.

Gao Shangqing is refreshing, and the tragic song is in the space.

King Zhou Ling was born in the second year.

Meet the Master in five years.

Traveling around the world for fourteen years.

In 41 years of King Zhou Jing's life, he left Hanguguan to the west.

Point the custard apple.

Sakyamuni died.

Sheltered the Buddha's bones.

Travelling to another country for 2,450 years of cold and heat, 1,624,400 days and nights.

Welcome back.

The old Taoist looked at the staggered young man, and he couldn't tell for a moment. It was so deep as the sea of ​​abyss. It was him that couldn't be seen clearly, or he was the talkative museum owner, and Wei Yuan took out a gem and left it at hand. fling.

Zhang Ruosu caught it. It was the mythological concept of the North Indian Sun God: "This is..."

Wei Yuan thought of the big beard, closed his eyes, and whispered:

"I tried."

"Useless."

He can't come back.

"You know how to use this thing..."

Wei Yuan walked past the old Taoists.

The old Tao was worried and subconsciously said: "Where are you going?"

Wei Yuan said: "Me?"

"I...want to go home..."

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