Museum of Demons

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When he looked back, he saw Gonggong chatting with the human children he had adopted. The Taoist at the moment could not imagine why this arrogant and arrogant Human Shuizheng was so resolute hundreds of years later. Farewell to the earth and the human race.

has a problem…

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

The [history] that I knew in my first life should not be true or detailed. Also, at that time, I was just an ordinary mortal, a potter, even if she was added to Tu Shan’s genealogy by Nujiao, but she was still an ordinary person at that time, a potter. There is basically no cultivation base, and there is no way to know the secrets of the ancients involving the gods.

In the end what happened…

Because, even in the history that Wei Yuan knows, it only mentions the breakup between Gonggong and the human race, and at this moment, Wei Yuan has an unstoppable doubt in his heart—

Gong Gong at the moment is calm and judgmental.

There are also a lot of supporters around.

With such a character, could it be that simply because he has not been approved by Emperor Xuanyuan, he was so mad that he left his tracer and slammed into the Tianzhu, causing the Tianzhu to collapse and the world to be turned upside down?

In this ancient era, it really is, there are many problems...

I thought it would be good to start directly with both parties, but at this moment, the old man Buzhoushan, not to mention the ancient mountain gods who surround hundreds of gods, is undoubtedly the master of one power, and his personality may not be as good as the old man Wei Yuan knows. Different, but much stronger.

The Water God Gonggong is not so arrogant and arrogant that he knocks things over with a backhand stick.

Wei Yuan sat on the bluestone of Xuanyuanqiu, watching the stars twinkling in the distance, his thoughts flew, and he didn't know how long it had passed, the white robe was stained with morning dew, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and patted his cheek, intending to go back to the stone house. It's getting late, there are still six days until the last day.

Within six days, we must find a way to turn the tables.

Damn, if it wasn't for Zhu Jiuyin causing Xian to lose his memory, he wouldn't be so passive, he doesn't know anything, he has to find out about everything... The Taoist sighed, wishing he could join forces with Lao Bu Zhoushan and beat Fuxi to the point of bruising his nose and face .

I'm going to hold you by the tail and smash you to the ground a hundred times, a hundred times!

Wei Yuan patted his clothes, stood up, and vaguely heard the quarrel coming from the wind. Based on the principle that one more thing is worse than one less thing, Wei Yuan didn't care about the things over there, so he restrained his curiosity and stepped forward. In this small world, the human race Xuanyuanqiu.

But just when he walked to the stone house, he suddenly heard a violent and roaring sound, the Taoist turned his head suddenly, and then there was an incomparably hot flame blowing towards his face, causing his temples to be faintly burned and twisted. It made his eyes red for a while, and he finally recovered.

"This, this is..."

"A strong fire belongs to vitality."

Wei Yuan rose into the sky, and when he saw the place where the southern part of the human race was stationed, a beam of flame rose into the sky, illuminating almost the entire southern sky, and then a voice came from his ear, saying: "Hmph, Zhu Rong, this idiot, is still the same. ,indecisive!"

It is the voice of Gonggong.

The next moment, the arrogant and disdainful water **** raised his hand, and the power of water in the air gathered.

Directly protect the edge of the entire human race hinterland.

The huge pillar of flames rose into the sky, and there were vaguely countless silk threads circling. If you look closely, the silk threads are all red fire dragons, but because they are too far away, they look like dense silk threads from a distance. At this moment, these fire dragons Circling and gathering, not an attack.

Instead, try to block the flame pillar.

Wei Yuan pondered for a while, vaguely feeling that there was a hidden meaning in it, thinking that this was just a small world anyway, and if he wanted to solve the mystery of this small world, this ancient mystery, in the case of losing the guide, he had to do his best. Maybe explore more.

In addition, he and Zhu Rong also had a good relationship.

Immediately, it turned into an escape light and went straight towards that side.

When I got closer, I found out that Zhu Rong seemed to have kept the station far away from Xuanyuanqiu. When I got close, I found that the size of this giant flame pillar far exceeded Wei Yuan's expectations. Even the hundreds or even thousands of fire dragons could only be regarded as bundles. The ropes tied to this great pillar.

The scorching temperature was suppressed by the power of the water god, if not for the luck of the human spirit.

And Zhu Rong's forced control, I am afraid it will explode completely.

With this power, there is no problem in scorching the earth for thousands of miles.

Thousands of miles of scorched earth, humanoid natural disaster?

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, and when he saw that the core of the giant flame pillar was actually a child who was only five or six years old, his body exuded tyrannical power, and Zhu Rong, the **** of fire in red, was originally deliberately suppressing it easily, but he was helpless. Can't feel the hand.

"Humph! Indecisive, if this continues, he will only exhaust his potential and burn his lifespan."

"It will be difficult to become a great player in the future."

"If it were me, I might as well kill him on the spot."

The faintly arrogant voice was majestic, and the blue water wave swayed. Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw the Water God Gonggong appearing on one side. The surrounding temperature had all returned to normal, and the hinterland of the human race had not been affected at all.

Hmm... sneering on the surface, arrogant and disdainful.

But in fact it still helped.

However, Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the ancient secret known before - Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, who once fell in love with a human woman, and finally gave birth to a child named Prince Changqin, half-human and half-god, but due to premature birth, the power was never The complete containment will have a huge impact on the body of the biological mother, and the life expectancy will be greatly reduced.

Even the immortality medicine has no effect.

In the end, it seems that together with Gonggong's defeat of Buzhou Mountain, it turned into Zhu Rong's inner demon.

As a result, he continued to try to involve new areas of power. He wanted to make a breakthrough, but after all, he fell into a deep sleep after being hit by the enlightened boy.

"This is…"

"Changqin." Gong Gong frowned and said:

"Zhu Rong's son is born with an unstable physique, and it seems to have erupted again..."

"You want to help?"

"Naturally." Wei Yuan nodded and didn't think much of it for a while. He swept away his sleeves, the universe in his sleeves, and the two magical powers of returning to the wind and returning to the fire moved with his heart. In a rift, Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, had already seen the visitor, and knew that he was here to help, but he never stopped him.

"Changqin is rioting at the moment, so be careful."

"It's okay."

Wei Yuan appeared in the incomparably hot pillar of fire. There were two great gods, the Water God and Fire God. This tyrannical flame force was suppressed badly. Wei Yuan himself knew the means of Taoism and could see the state of Changqin at a glance. , It is the flame body that is burning the blood of the human race.

It is necessary to circulate yin and yang to achieve a balance.

Wei Yuan said in a long voice: "Your Majesty Gonggong, please help me to suppress the raging flames here. Your Majesty Huozheng, you have to try to separate Changqin's Heavenly Fire Art." He briefly stated his request, Shui The God of Vulcan shot at the same time, and the huge golden-red fire column split from the middle, like tearing petals one after another.

Turned into a ferocious and terrifying fire dragon.

All of these are Changqin's own potential. To a certain extent, it is indeed the only child of Zhu Rong, who represents annihilation. He is absolutely qualified to enter the world of mountains and seas.

When the surrounding qi was suppressed by the two gods to a balanced state.

The white-haired Taoist exhaled, his eyes narrowed slightly, his right index finger and **** were raised together, and he stabbed out with a sword technique. It was dull, as if a vast sword energy swept across the sky.

The huge golden and red pillars were scattered from the upper and lower floors at the same time.

Scattered in the air, gradually converged and disappeared.

The fire dragons were about to fly away. This was the appearance of scattered power, but they were pulled back by the Taoist. .

Zhu Rong went forward worriedly, and saw the Taoist man in the white Taoist robe walked out slowly with the child in his arms.

The child who had been crimson before and burst out with fierce flames has returned to calm.

It seems that it is because the yin and yang two qi have been forcibly stabilized.

The tyrannical aggression that had been born before gradually disappeared, replaced by a peaceful and gentle feeling, Zhu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hands in a deep salute, and was stopped by the startled Wei Yuan.

"Your Majesty Huozheng, you don't have to give such a big gift."

"It's also Pindao who has a relationship with this child..."

Zhu Rong's mood was fluctuating, and he seemed to be unable to restrain himself, and said, "This, this child's body is also a long-cherished wish for many years... Now it has recovered... By the way, are you proficient in the art of Qi Huang?"

Wei Yuan nodded slightly.

Zhu Rong and Zhuanxu are actually friends, and the two of them constantly fight the piano.

The oldest audio game enthusiast.

In the end, Shaohao, who was forced to be gentle, directly threw Zhuanxu's qin under the cliff in front of his face. This incident was also recorded in the Shanhaijing, which is the so-called "The Great Valley beyond the East China Sea, the country of Shaohao." Shaohao Ru Emperor Zhuanxu came here and abandoned his violin and serenade. ’

Zhu Rong also came with Zhuanxu when he came to the Central Plains.

If you do the math, Changqin's mother should still be alive...

"no problem."

"It's too late today, I'll come to visit earlier tomorrow."

Vulcan Zhurong looked sad and happy: "Seriously, thank you!"

Looking at the child in his arms, he was young and immature, and his face was already quiet and handsome, more like his mother's temperament. The vision of the giant fire dragon with scales and armor, crystal, golden red, was sealed into the soul by this life. Without running away, a flame-like brand appeared between his eyebrows, making him look more and more handsome.

Zhu Rong thought about it and said:

"Why don't you be my child's adoptive father?"

Adoptive father? Forget it...

I don't want to accept this cause and effect.

The white-haired Taoist shook his head, but then he remembered, this is just a small world, where is the cause and effect?

Moreover, Changqin was reincarnated later as the little Taoist priest A Xuan of Longhu Mountain. The Taoist took over the tender child and reached out to stroke Changqin's eyebrows. The four major ways in the domain seal the Vulcan heritage, but this is only a small world.

It seems that, in the real past, the **** of fire and the **** of water joined forces to do it.

The white-haired Taoist looked at Zhu Rong, the God of Fire, as if he had to repay, so he simply hugged the immature Changqin and said with a free and easy smile:

"It's not as good as this. If he is destined to come to me, how about coming to my door?"

Anyway, it's a small world, and it doesn't take cause and effect.

Just so confident!

The child stretched out his hand and grabbed his fingers, the white-haired Taoist lowered his head slightly, his temples and white hair fell down, his eyebrows were gentle, and with a smile, he whispered playfully in the ear of the half-asleep child:

"Pin Dao, Yuan Shi..."

"Don't make a mistake."

ps: Today's second update...