Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan looked at the Taoist who arrived at Weiming Sect with some curiosity.

He already knew from Xuan Yikou that he was going to transport a certain treasure of the Taiping Dao, and then rely on this treasure to lure those evil Daoists, and then seize the opportunity to capture it, although he was curious in his heart, I didn’t know that this piece would lure the evil Dao into swarming. What exactly is a treasure.

But he didn't rush over to inquire immediately, just walked for a while in the Twilight Zongshan Gate.

Silently thinking and recalling those altar ceremonies that I saw yesterday.

I took the time to look at the small octopus who was doing morning lessons meticulously. The little guy was wearing a robes, with a ball head pierced, and looked meticulous, but he looked like a Taoist priest. Afterwards, he had breakfast with those Taoists. At this time, Xuan Yi took the initiative to find Wei Yuan.

"Master Weiguan, please come with me, the fellow Taoists who are transporting Taiping Taoist items have arrived."

"it is good."

Wei Yuan was not surprised, nodded and got up, and followed Xuan Yi.

There was curiosity in my heart on the road. I was a little puzzled about Weimingzong’s next plan. I pondered and asked, “Xuanyi, how do you plan to attract those evil people? It’s impossible for them to fail to see that it might be. Trap, there will be danger..."

Xuan Yi was very sure and replied, "They will come."

"In fact, as long as they still practice "Tai Ping Yao Shu", whether they are walking the path of the righteous law or the evil path, they will not be able to resist this temptation."

Wei Yuan was astonished. It seemed that the value of the **** to Taiping Dao was higher than what he had originally expected. When he was thinking about it, Xuan Yi brought Wei Yuan to the guest room.

Wei Yuan saw that the four Taoists including Zhao Yi were resting there. A metal square box was placed on the table, covered with Fulukewen, which seemed heavy and mysterious.

Xuan nodded to the Taoists, introduced them to Wei Yuan, and said:

"These are all fellow Taoists who acted in the special operations team. We are in charge of this with my Weiming Sect. This is Tao Jianbai, a disciple of Jingming Taoist Lun, and both have expertise in Fu Lu and Neidan."

A 30 or 40-year-old Taoist who looked calm and stern nodded slightly, curiosity hidden in his eyes.

He carries a talisman, but his aura is deep. It is obviously a combination of two methods. He wears a shirt under the robe, without a bun, but short.

Xuan Yi pointed to a fair-skinned woman with delicate features, and said:

"Shangqing sent Daoist Lin Li, who is Xiao Lin'er's eldest sister."

That was a female Taoist priest in her twenties. She smiled and nodded, her eyes were clear, she leaned against the table, her legs were slender, her black hair tied into a ponytail, Wei Yuan couldn't help but wonder if this Taoist priest would look like Xiaoyuer. Did Lin Ling'er pull out the talisman and go there?

Xuan Yi finally pointed to a man with an indifferent face, and said:

"Shenxiaozong He Yangwen Taoist friend, last winter gave a urn."

Wei Yuan’s expression is slightly condensed, and Taoist teaching of urns has special meaning. In the modern system, it represents the level of Taoism, which level of altar can be displayed, and what level of magical powers can be displayed. The urn has been able to capture demons and exorcise evil spirits.

And the disciple of Shenxiaozong's enlightenment means that he has initially mastered the Shenxiao Thunder Method.

He Yangwen nodded and saluted. The three young people from each family were true or curious, or stared at Wei Yuan next to Xuan Yi. Zhao Jianbai pondered and said, "Friend Xuan Yi, who is this?"

Xuan Yi's voice paused slightly and introduced: "This is the Master of Wei Guan, and I have an old relationship with Weiming Sect."

"I will also be involved in this matter."

Lin Li was surprised and smiled:

"I don't know which Daoist from which school, the master, could it be that the Daoguan opened?"

Wei Yuan took a picture of the quaint piano case behind him, and smiled gently: "It's not a Taoist temple, but a folk museum. Many of those antiquities have hidden secrets, and they will attract some gods, ghosts, and ghosts for a long time. Then I slowly mastered some methods, but my child is in Weiming Sect."

Lin Li was a little surprised and nodded. Although I don’t know why the Weiming Sect found a museum owner to participate in this matter, after all, this place is also one of the Taoist orthodoxy. They believe in the vision and judgment of the Weiming Sect. They look young when they want to come here. The owner of the museum should have a few lines.

Wei Yuan's gaze fell on the metal box full of Fulukewen, and said:

"Is this a thing of peace?"

Lin Li replied:

"Not bad."

"As long as it is a person who repairs Taiping, they will not let go of this thing."

Wei Yuan looked curious.

Lin Li smiled slightly and opened the box, revealing the contents of the box. It was a simple long stick, and there was only a small part on it. There was a cipher text on it. The faces of the Taoist priests present were calm and He Yangwen palms. Stroking this thing, slowly said:

"The word'teacher' in Taoism is rare."

"There is a celestial master, the Supreme Master of the Shang Qing Zong, the profound master, the true master, passed down from generation to generation."

"This is the nine-scepter used by Zhang Jiao, the great wise teacher of Taiping Dao."

"In the eyes of Taipingdao, its status is not inferior to that of the female and male dragon and tiger swords hidden by Zhengyi, or the jade book of my sect. It can not only attract gods and ghosts, but also manage nine people and nine spirits, and can dominate the world. It can save people and earn Taoism, and is the top artifact of Taoism."

"So they know that they are in danger, they will still come."

"It's a pity that the years have been long, and the nine-section scepter of Taiping Dao has also been broken and lost its magical powers."

"And "Tai Ping Yao Shu" was originally a Taoist school, and there are also unsuccessful descendants. They couldn't bear to practice hard to live through the world, and took the shortcut of tricks. Unfortunately, when the great sage and mentor died, the Yellow Turban army lost its original spirit and became depraved. He's like a thief, and his inheritance is so..."

When He Yangwen talked about ancient practitioners, his tone was regretful, and he talked more.

Wei Yuan suddenly noticed something strange, subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched the nine-segmented staff, his pupils in the fundus of his eyes suddenly contracted slightly, and saw the lines on the nine-segmented staff start to swim quickly, Xuanyi, Lin Li and others looked in front of him for an instant. Become fuzzy.

Another voice came from the nine-scepter.

…………

"Child, woo woo, master, save my child..."

A mother crying while holding a child who was only three or four years old.

Wei Yuan reluctantly raised his head and saw that he had become the child, the crying young woman, and the dilapidated house. Then he stretched out his other hand and pressed it on top of his head. Wei Yuan turned his head and looked. There was a figure with light on his back. When he squatted down, he saw that it was a young Taoist.

He was dressed in a black robes, not tall, and his face was a little fatter than a baby.

There are two dimples at the corner of his mouth when he laughs.

He took out the yellow talisman and turned it into the water, let'Wei Yuan' drink it, and then whispered like an old mother:

"The child is a little weak. After getting through it, you should pay more attention to it, and pay special attention to the diet..." He paused in his voice, looked around, and took out a hand in his arms, took out a pocket, and poured out the food inside. Half of it was given to mother and son, after thinking about it, pour out a little more.

Smiled and said, "Live well."

The young woman was grateful, and the young Taoist priest with baby fat scratched her head and consoled seriously: "I have a long history in the Han Dynasty, and I have Guangwu Zhongxing. Now the years are worse, and I will definitely get better in the future."

He squatted down and looked at the bewildered child, smiled, and took out an egg, rubbed it down, stuffed it in the child’s hand, and patted the child’s head smoothly: "The last chicken, here’s You little guy, grow up well."

Two young Taoists squatted at the door.

The Taoist priest who gave a yellow talisman went out.

Wei Yuan grabbed the egg, and saw another thin Taoist lower his head and talk to the young Taoist. He wanted to hear it clearly, so he really heard it clearly——

"Brother, where are you going next?"

The young Taoist thought for a while and replied, "Follow this road."

"The years are not good, we can't do everything in vain, and treat the people along the way..."

Another young man said dumbly: "But, brother, now the court, you are all the way, why don't you enter the court to rectify?"

The teenager smiled in surprise:

"I'm just a wild Taoist. What kind of court do you enter? I'm not the material at all. Besides, the big man is strong and strong, and you call me an official. Do you want me to be a Taoist? No, there are precepts in Taoism, and you must stay away from human disputes. , One must not participate in the race for dominance, and two must not touch the luck of the world."

"Even Liuhou, the hatred of the country and the family, were born and practiced after the human affairs had been completed."

"If you want to go to you, don't disturb the poor road soaring."

The young Taoist cursed with a smile, and when he saw the two younger brothers not convinced, he replied with a serious expression:

"Furthermore, I have a long history of the great Han Dynasty. I have watched the dragon qi, and the dragon veins of the great Han are still stable. The affairs of the court are only a small misfortune. As long as this suffering is overcome, the day of ZTE will definitely come."

Another Taoist scratched his head and sighed, "Well, what should I do then?"

The young Taoist priest said earnestly: "Cure illness and save people."

"When the world is clear, I will go back to the mountains, save some money to open a Taoist temple, collect a few Taoist priests, pass on the method, and then the young Taoist priests will treat illnesses and save people, and the world will be peaceful, save some money, and open a Taoist temple. Then take a little Taoist..."

The second brother next to him couldn't help his head downcast: "Small!"

"You can't be a little prosperous, always thinking about going back to the mountain to open up Taoism, can you be a little ambitious."

"Ah this, no."

The young Taoist priest shook his head bastardly.

"I think it's fun to start a Taoist temple and raise a few Taoist priests."

"There is nothing else to think about in this life."

Next to him, his second and third brothers were dumbfounded, what a lack of ambition, and angrily wanted to dig a hole for his elder brother.

The young Taoist priest was full of pride and lifted the stick leaning on the door.

He noticed something, turned his head, grinned at the child who was staring at him, and waved his hand. The young Taoist priest was a little fat, and when he laughed, he had two dimples. He had a nine-segment stick in his hand and had a secret text on it. Under the nine-segment scepter, the baijia cloth that I asked for was tied.

Among them is the yellow scarf shaking, rising with the wind, seeming to connect with the sky.

The reflection was in Wei Yuan's eyes.

"Master Weiguan? What's wrong with you Master Weiguan?"

Wei Yuan was awakened suddenly.

Opening his eyes, he took a step back subconsciously. Next to Xuan, he pressed a palm on his shoulder and looked at him with concern. When Wei Yuan opened his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Wei, what do you think of What's wrong...I was stunned when I saw these nine scepters."

Wei Yuan lowered his head and saw part of the nine-scepter.

It is exactly the same as the young Taoist in the picture just now, but it is more primitive, as if it has become heavy and vicissitudes of life after thousands of years, making his eyes slightly change, and Lin Li and others raise their eyebrows slightly. This young museum just now The curator was in a daze when he touched the nine-scepter.

It seems something is wrong.

Then they saw the young museum curator lower his head and stared at the nine-segment staff. He Yangwen noticed the change in his expression and was slightly startled. That kind of look almost reminded him of the ancestor at home wiping the long sword that he had used before, looking at the traces on the sword and feeling that the years are gone, and the body of the sword is no longer the same.

It seems to be a moment of emotion.

It turns out that "you" is so old.

Because of this subtle expression and the quaint and old nine-segment scepter, the young museum curator’s breath changed a little, making people think that this is the reunion of the old, and the two people are looking at each other. Almost dying, the other is still young.

This change was so fleeting that they almost made them think they were wrong.

The nine-segmented rod is as simple as usual, and the owner of the museum is as young as the old.

"I just didn't expect to see the Nine Scepter, so I was a little lost..."

"After all, this is the treasure."

Xuan Yi never thought about it.

After a while, everyone agreed on the departure time. Wei Yuan returned to his residence, his heart sinking. The scene of just touching the nine-segment staff was somewhat similar to the memories of seeing the artifacts during the exorcism, but this time was different~www. wuxiaspot.com~ The perspective he sees is not the perspective of the artifact, but the child ruled by Huang Fu

And the young Taoist priest holding a nine-segment scepter was probably the one who first walked the world.

Open the Taiping Road, known as a great teacher.

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of a possibility that he had subconsciously ignored. He hesitated for a while, briefly ignoring Wuziqi who might be in anger. Turning on the phone, he quickly found the girl and pressed his finger:

"Miko, how many times are the reincarnation effects of the Xi Kunlun Immortal Flower?!"

After a while.

Miko:

"you guess?"

PS: Today's first update, three thousand eight hundred words............

It seems that I have successfully stabilized my work and rest. I hope to support it for at least a week.

Thanks to the killer holy monk leader, thank you~