Museum of Demons

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The echo of Jianming still remains in this piece of heaven and earth, and the tragic and magnificent scene can no longer be seen in front. The palace of the emperor is moving at a speed that is enough to cross the world. The back of the boundless fog of time and space is called Small world reflection of Xiaoqianjie. .

Di Jun often walks idle in many small worlds.

Even the human world has been there many times.

Compared with the avenue of heaven and earth, even the gods who are in charge of power and concepts are still only the seekers of Yu and Yu alone. If you want to uphold yourself, you should also be humble. This is what the emperor of heaven once said, but now, these many small worlds Light can't make the imprint of the sword light dissipate.

After a long time, the **** general murmured, "Is that a human race..."

The hunchbacked old man replied, "It's a human race."

"Is the human race such a fierce race?"

This time the old man said after a while:

"Never."

"The strength of the will and the weakness of the body are not contradictory."

The hunchbacked old man looked outside and said: "The emperor has traveled to many small worlds, and the world is also among them. When discussing the Tao with an old man, the strength of the old man is far less than that of the emperor, but his wisdom is very high. He said, The gods are only powerful, not powerful."

"Those who conquer others are powerful, and those who conquer themselves are stronger."

The **** will murmur: "Those who conquer others are powerful, those who conquer themselves are stronger..."

He smiled wryly: "In this way, those of us who move mountains and fill the sea are not considered strong in his eyes? Heaven is powerful, and beasts are also powerful for humans, but they cannot be said to be strong. "

The old man said: "It's like this... Therefore, the power of the human race and the power of the gods are at the same level of dignity."

The **** said, "Who said this?"

"It's called Dan."

The old man with a hunchback replied: "During the time of the Western Zhou Dynasty in the human world, when the emperor was sacrificed to the emperor of heaven, the emperor once incarnated as a mortal son. Follow him all his life, and then bet against each other once."

The **** will be curious: "bet, what to bet?"

As a general, I have always been very curious about the experience of the Heavenly Emperor.

"What the stake is, I don't know either."

"I don't know what the bet is."

The old man said: "I only know that there is this one in their betting contract, that old Dan, can't take the initiative to go out of Zhou Capital."

"So, did the emperor win?"

"No... the bet has been stopped."

The old man's voice paused: "That year, Confucius died."

"The world has changed drastically."

"A young man, riding a green bull, entered the capital of Zhou."

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The hunchbacked old man shook his head, "The young man forced the old man to go out. It is said that the emperor laughed and talked about human affairs that day. The so-called fate is nothing more than that. The gambling contract does not necessarily need to win or lose. , It is also a wonderful thing to meet by fate.”

Speaking of the past, the old man was also sighing and raised his head. King Yu, who was struggling before, was uncharacteristically quiet at this moment, no longer roaring and laughing, as if his entire body had lost strength and had to be supported by chains. To stand, instead of standing proudly as before.

The head hangs down, and the gray hair is like weeds.

There is no vitality at all, like a candle in the wind.

The hunchbacked old man called out many times, but King Yu no longer responded like he used to. The eyes of the old man were extremely complicated, and in the sigh, he suddenly felt a fiery pain in his arms, and he groaned, that thing seemed like a Holding the red-hot iron sand into his arms, the pain lasted for a long time.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and in the stinging pain, he finally threw the unbearably hot thing out.

Those are three jade books. The letters written by Yu Wang Zhenling himself to his friends and his wife slowly lit up. Every word seemed to be ignited by flames, and finally collapsed and disappeared like smoke.

There is such a statement, the letter must be written, it seems to be reluctant to give up.

In fact, when writing this letter, it just means giving up and continuing.

There was an exclamation in the distance.

The hunchbacked old man stumbled and ran over, and then stood there dumbfounded, speechless for a while.

The bronze light that should have been extinguished today was slowly burning with a dark red flame.

King Yu was pulled by the chains, his head was hanging down, and his gray hair was like weeds.

But beneath the weeds lies new life.

The gray, desolate grassland full of ruins is just waiting for spring.

Those who conquer others are powerful, and those who conquer themselves are stronger.

Human will can be inherited.

do you believe it?

The old man looked at the slowly burning light and was speechless.

Passing the torch.

Endless life.

It is the responsibility of the pioneers to pass back the flames of the pioneers.

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In the sky of the Great Wilderness, the tenth day volleyed into the sky, and the vision of burning mountains and boiling seas reappeared.

Then a golden cold light shot up into the sky, as if to shatter this incomparably vast and magnificent majesty, and then the fierce battle continued.

"Damn, is this the right direction?"

"That's right, I feed those alien beasts, and they really come in this direction."

The **** from the kingdom of Siyou was sweating coldly on his forehead.

"The emperor is in retreat now, if he is discovered by the emperor after he leaves..."

As long as the gods thought about the appearance of the absurd scene that the emperor found after leaving the customs, they felt extremely guilty and wished to commit suicide on the spot, so after identifying the direction, they continued to run around, completely ignoring the danger ahead, only in their hearts. Guilt lives on.

Because of this, they swept across the northwest corner of the Great Desolation, and swept over Buzhou Fuzi Mountain.

There is something in the Daomen, the turtle breathes and closes the breath, and there is nothing or nothing, in order to join the Dao.

Wei Yuan abruptly opened his eyes and gasped violently. When he was seriously injured, the Taoist exercises he was carrying naturally entered the state of turtle breathing and breathlessness. When the gods passed by, the crisis instinct stimulated the body, from the turtle breath The inner breath was transferred out, and as soon as he woke up, Wei Yuan's face distorted.

His fingers clasped the ground, his body trembling violently.

It hurts, it hurts!

When MD was a child, injections were not so painful.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth, and it took a while to recover. The penetrating injury on his shoulder has not yet healed. The gun directly melted his body out of a hole. If it wasn't for the body of a god, he would have died long ago.

The **** of the sun.

Compared with Jinwu, the so-called God of the Sun in North India is simply not on the same level.

Wei Yuan's forehead was covered in cold sweat, he raised his head with his sword supported, and saw Chang Xi who was unconscious next to him.

Just before the final coma, Wei Yuan directly locked his throat with a shock, shocking the soul with divine power, knocking the emperor concubine Chang Xi unconscious, staggering to his feet, and seeing the old man over there clutching his waist and hitting the street, his expression changed. , stood up suddenly, but his body froze because of the severe pain.

I wanted to walk over with the sword, only to find that only the hilt and one-third of the body of the Chang'an sword were left, and the javelin transformed by the concept of the day had been wiped on the front, and there was still so much left, it was already The myth concept is strong enough.

In the end, Wei Yuan chopped off a branch and staggered over on crutches.

The old man lay down on his stomach.

Because the waist pole was knocked down, the posture at this moment is quite avant-garde.

Wei Yuan squatted down, checked the status of the old man, and then felt the bones: "There is no qi, not a human race, but there are bones, it seems that the lumbar vertebrae were knocked down, and there is a little lumbar disc herniation."

"Well, this... It seems that it was originally an old injury."

"I got hit again in the end."

"Can't be dragged..."

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and stood up, carefully flattening the old man's body.

Because it was too embarrassing to find that he was eating melon for the second time and was directly hit by an iron head of the young boy and protruded the lumbar disc, he had to pretend to be in a coma. Some Buzhou Mountain God was puzzled, but he still felt that this young boy was better than the previous one. Working together is much better.

Although the degree of head iron is almost indistinguishable.

But this one knows how to change the old man's posture.

Ok? Strange, what is he going to do?

Why are you lifting my legs?

Why are you sitting on my back?

Ok? ?

wait, this pose...

Wei Yuan squatted with a horse stance, then sat gently on the old man's back to use strength, stretched out his arms, endured the severe pain of the wound, and clamped the old man's legs under his elbows, and then took two deep breaths. Tone - Daomen bone-setting technique, exclusive to the Taiping Dao sub-celestial master.

Ok? What kind of physical fitness is it that can't be pulled?

Buzhou Mountain God, who pretended to be unconscious, sneered in his heart, he was one of the top ten.

who do you think You Are?

Wei Yuan frowned, although the use of mana at this moment will make his injury serious, but he must not leave this old man here. The power of mountains and seas.

Get up!

Pushing hard, pulling, pulling, and twisting again.

Buzhou Shanshen noticed something similar to his own concept, and was startled, just about to speak.

Youngsters, stop!

"Wait……"

Click! ! !

click!

Click! ! !

Three in a row.

Very rhythmic.

"what!!!"

Buzhou Shanshen shouted and rolled his eyes, because he just woke up and didn't activate the mythical concept defense, this time he really passed out in pain.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, the wound cracked, and blood flowed out, but as mentioned earlier, the old man seemed to have recovered. At least the overly protruding lumbar disc was forcibly pulled back by Wei Yuan using the ancient method of bone-setting.

I don't know how the old injury came about before.

The sound of bones colliding was extremely crisp.

Looking around, there was a wilderness, there was nothing bare on this mountain, Wei Yuan didn't even remember how he came here, does this old man say that he came here for a walk? Did you get hit by yourself? Where is his home? What about the family?

After Da Yi broke, he didn't know the situation.

Wei Yuan's thoughts turned and he knew that he couldn't stay here any longer. As he is now, another group of divine generals will be explained here on the spot. He looked at the imperial concubine Chang Xi over there, who seemed to be unable to stand Wei Yuan. Yuan's eyes frowned, but he still opened his eyes.

"There may be pursuers, I want you to go with me."

Chang Xi's beautiful brows raised, with a reserved sneer: "Do you think I will agree?"

Wei Yuan pulled out the broken, but still sharp Chang'an Sword with his backhand.

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Chang Xi stared at Wei Yuan's sword, fell silent, and said, "This seat needs a car."

"Why so much trouble."

Wei Yuan complained, but because of the treatment of prisoners of war in China and the need for this amulet, Wei Yuan chose to cut down the wood and made a two-wheeled cart, which was used to push bricks on the earthly construction site.

"You actually want this seat to sit here?"

Chang Xi's moon-like eyes widened.

The master of the guard house took out his sword with his backhand.

An angry blushing appeared on Chang Xi's fair and cold skin.

Then he lifted the light blue skirt, stood up honestly, took out a piece of spiritual material made like stars, sat on it, looked around and found vines, and carried the old man who was hit **** the waist pole by him on his back. Also secured with vines.

"You want to take him with you?"

"After all, I hurt him."

Wei Yuan replied.

"Besides, the words here may attract the divine general just now."

"He needs to be taken to safety and then sent back to his own home."

Wei Yuan straddled the sword to one side, then carried the old man on his back, pushed the cart, the blue veins on his forehead stretched, and he pushed the cart up. The strength of the force made him seem to have been slashed by a thousand knives at the same time, and at the same time, a hundred nurses had injected injections into the nails.

If it weren't for this, Zhu Jiuyin could not be contacted here.

He must have a better solution.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth, but suddenly understood what Zhulong said before, that one day he would not be there.

The charm of some people can attract heroes and heroes of this era, but this is not enough. If you want to take on everything and illuminate the darkness, then you must lose all your companions and walk on this path. The ability and heart to go down.

He suddenly understood Xuanyuan.

Depressing thoughts, carrying injuries, enduring severe pain, leave here.

And the unconscious Mountain God Bu Zhou was completely unaware of it.

Being carried away from my hometown~www.NovelMTL.com~ Later generations talk about that legendary era, and they can't get around the names that are as bright as stars. Is it the heroes who shaped the era, or the ups and downs of the era made the heroes They stand out, or both, can't really be spelled out in detail, but one thing is clear.

The existence of heroes makes the era more and more magnificent.

The magnificence of the times makes the names shine brightly.

And among these countless legendary names, one of them was the first time he was known to all the creatures in the Great Wilderness and the Eight Desolations, that is, the beginning of this name resounding in the Great Wilderness and the Three Realms——

It started with the kidnapping of the imperial concubine Chang Xi and Buzhou Mountain God at the same time.

PS: Today's first update…………

Four thousand words.