Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan and Baqi Orochi signed a joint contract in the way of the ancient covenant, and then burned the two contracts linked to the heavenly astrology. When Wei Yuan was leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and raised his hand in fear. He lowered his forehead and turned his head and said: "I almost forgot, besides, I want to ask you to get something."

The mood of Yaqi Orochi is no longer as dull as it was at the beginning, and said:

"what?"

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "The Jade Book of Xiangliu's Shanhaijing."

Yaqi Orochi suddenly raised his head: "?!"

Wei Yuan said casually: "There is a ray of souls of the recorded creatures sealed in there, but the recorded Xiangliu has been killed by Yu. The souls in the jade book have no limit to your ability, I think, that thing For you, it's just a decoration. Why don't you add it to me."

His tone was relaxed, as if he was at a vegetable market and said to the boss that he would wipe a small amount today.

Perhaps it was the desire for the ninth head, or perhaps the jade book was of little value to the Yaqi Orochi. He was silent for a while, and drew out a jade book with familiar text on it. The book slowly fell on Wei Yuan's hand.

Yaqi Orochi said slowly: "I'm curious, why are you so bold."

"You are not afraid, I swallowed you desperately?"

Wei Yuan pretended to be calm, and put away the jade book.

Then he took out the phone, shook the Yachi Orochi, jokingly said: "In that case, my dear eldest sister and your uncle who have no support will have a bit of a heartbreak and want to tell you."

"How about, do you want me to connect you?"

Yaqi Orochi twitched his forehead, and said slowly:

"No need."

The ancient Xiangliu was unloaded by King Yu alone. Although Wuzhiqi and the ancient Xiangliu are the same generation, it was only when King Yu summoned Jiuzhou and Kunlun to fight with one vote. The difference in strength between the two sides is huge, so there is no need to doubt. Regarding the matter, Wei Yuan smiled and put away his mobile phone, took two oranges in his hand, twisted one of them, and threw one of them to Yaqi Orochi, saying:

"Don't send it off."

Pushing open the door, they saw the two white-robed gods listening outside. The latter was taken aback and quickly backed away. Wei Yuan smiled politely and nodded before leaving with an orange. The two are in ancient legends. The mountain **** Ibuki who had appeared there watched Wei Yuan leave, and waited until Wei Yuan was far away before he said tremblingly:

"Da Ming Shen, this, what happened to this person, you have to tell Amaterasu soon."

"There is also the lord **** of the heavenly imperial palace."

"This is the enemy."

Yaqi Orochi let out a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Come here, this matter must be discussed in the long term."

Two Mount Ibuki gods approached.

Seeing Ibuki Yamada Myoshin walk into the house, they thought it was to prevent people from hearing it.

He also followed in and closed the door.

When I turned around, I saw that the eyes of the big snake became the icy vertical pupils unique to cold-blooded animals. There was a panic in my heart. The fighting time was very short. The two were sent by Amaterasu and Suzhan Mingzun to stare at Baqi. The Ibuki Mountain God of Qi Dashe didn't resist much, so his head was removed.

The last voice was an exclamation in disbelief: "Ibuki Daimyoji, what are you going to do?"

Then it turned into a scream:

"Eight, Yaqi Orochi!!"

Two headless corpses fell on the ground, turning into a big white pig and a python with white scales.

The young man stretched his lower body.

The shadow behind it is a ferocious snake with eight heads and eight tails.

Two of the snake heads seemed to be devouring something.

The false breath of the gods was dispelled and replaced by the brutality and ferocity of the barbaric period.

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Wei Yuan is playing with the jade book of Shanhaijing, which is part of the "Overseas Northern Classic", which contains traces of the soul of the willow. Of course, as a co-working minister, he ravaged the Central Plains, and everything he went through was Zeguo. Xiangliu had been killed, but that doesn't mean that this jade book is meaningless.

Because at the beginning, Xiang Liu's blood continuously corroded the ground.

Yu simply dug out a huge pool along the direction of corrosion.

An attic for entertaining the emperors was built next to it.

Then this jade book is very likely to be related to this building, and this huge pool is located in the north of Kunlun Mountain, and it is directly attracted to the accumulation of snow in Kunlun. From the perspective, it should be the source of the legend of Yaochi, at least One of the sources of this legend.

If this jade book is related to the pond that entertains the Five Emperors, how would you respond when you arrive there holding the jade book? This jade book on mountains and seas, except for the part that records the beasts, there are many other countries and mountains and rivers. What is the function of these jade books?

Is it able to control the earth veins, or does it have other functions?

He has to try it himself.

In the next sacrifice, go to Chaoge City and try again... To the north of Kunlun Mountain, is the position between Huaijiang Mountain and Liusha River where Yingzhao is located? Or it’s just under the Kunlun Hill. Tsk, I’m getting older and I can’t remember...

Wei Yuan laughed at himself and put away the jade book of Shanhaijing.

Put the sheathed eight-faced Han sword horizontally in front of your knees.

The eyes closed slightly, and he began to practice vomiting.

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A Xuan was surprised to find that after returning from Mount Ibuki, the Master Weiguan was rarely quiet.

After waking up in the morning every day, he would draw a symbol and practice swords in the morning, but the sword would not come out of the sheath, and the strokes of the sword would be very simple, but A Xuan always felt that the sword had not really been cut out at all.

But because of this, the sword power in the scabbard became stronger and stronger.

When practicing the sword in the morning of the fourth day, A Xuan saw that he had only cut half of his sword with a scabbard, and a deep and deep sword mark appeared on the ground, which was straight as if measured with a ruler. .

At noon, the Master Weiguan will go to cook in person.

A Xuan ate for several days without repetition, and his liking for the Master Wei Guan rose a lot again.

The master of Wei Guan who doesn't mess up is still very reliable.

But at night, he found that the Master Wei Guan would just sit in the yard, looking at the stars in a daze, his expression and temperament would soften, but even at this time, the sword was still in Wei Yuan’s hand. His body was sheathed, calmly like the starlight in the night.

Three days passed quickly.

July 15th.

The Zhongyuan Festival of Daomen, and also the Bon Festival of Buddhism, came as scheduled.

A Xuan is watching the news in the cellphone group. Any teacher-nephew went out to do it today, and because the Yin Qi was too deep, the Taoist priests in the action group today didn’t even eat anything hot, and just kept the ghosts. Order, avoid things that ghosts and living people collide with.

A nephew in the group said, if it weren't for decentness.

He couldn't wait to **** food with ghosts and ghosts.

Get a handful of the sacrifices that are enshrined.

I was really hungry.

The young Taoist smiled and endured very hard. After thinking about it, he posted a picture of a cat likes his head.

The news in the group paused for a while, and then a piece of the little master and uncle hello was immediately displayed.

Then I don’t know who made it first, and the group soon changed.

Uncle Xiaoshi gave red envelopes.

Uncle Xiaoshi gave red envelopes.

The little Taoist stunned, scratched his head, and looked in his wallet. It was already running out. He had to cry and made a big face. In the end, he was all robbed in less than two seconds. For this group of Taoists to use this way, A Xuan pouted and clicked on the red envelope, wanting to see who grabbed the most.

Then I saw a black cat looking up at the starry sky.

It's brother...

A Xuan was stunned, and then quickly pulled up, trying to see who was the first to send it, and then saw the familiar black cat head again. It was his brother who sent the first'Little Master Uncle's hair. Red envelopes', the young Taoist face flushed with anger, gritted his teeth.

For the old and disrespectful!

When he was about to gritted his teeth to send out the news, he heard the footsteps, A Xuan subconsciously turned his head to look over, and then was stunned. It was Wei Yuan, but he was not dressed up before, showing that he was in a simple Taoist robe with his feet on his feet. shoe.

The original short hair, which seemed to be influenced by magic, became the length that can be tied into a bun.

A yellow scarf is tied to his left arm.

"Guardian Master?"

A Xuan stammered: "Why did you change into this one?"

Wei Yuan said: "The Obon Festival is here, and it's time to give gifts."

A Xuan reacted and said, "Are you going to dress like this?"

Wei Yuan nodded, smiled, and said in a slow voice: "They are eyeing my Taipingdao, that is, we feel that our line is a bully, and there is no foundation and people who can get ahead, and they think they can dig over to be their ally, so The one who came today is no longer the owner of the museum."

His smile slowly receded, his eyes deep:

"It's my jade book on the Seven Shushus of China, the Taoist master of the Taiping Ministry."

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Obon is a very important festival in Sakurajima.

And the temple where the Mogi family is located is different from those that have no real practitioners, but are used to deal with ordinary people and tourists. In the true sense, Kyoto’s largest temple, retreating from demons and praying for Buddha, is very high in history. Many eminent monks and great virtues have appeared in the past dynasties.

Know the dignitaries who are transcendental practitioners, and those who are practitioners themselves.

On this day, I will choose to come here instead of the famous temple that ordinary people recognize. Therefore, this hidden deep mountain and ancient temple has a lot of people today. Outside the temple, there are people who set up stalls just like ordinary temples, but it is too big. Some of them are monks, except for the common snacks in sacrificial activities, they are exclusively for practitioners.

The eyes of these people fell strangely on the two uninvited guests.

The voice of the conversation also gradually lowered.

After all, in this place where everyone is wearing kimonos or hunting clothes, there are Tao robes from the Kingdom of Shenzhou, which are still a bit dazzling. A line of sight is falling on them, Wei Yuan's expression is calm, and his shoes are lightly stepped on the side. Xuan is somewhat stiff.

Wei Yuan whispered: "Are you afraid?"

The young Taoist pressed his chest and said calmly: "I'm afraid."

"Then you can stay outside."

"No way."

A Xuan shook his head and said:

"Because the trails are also scared, I can't let the Master Weiguan face it alone."

"I am also a disciple of Longhushan, the dragon and tiger that overwhelms the world."

At this time, these two Taoists with different styles of robes walked to the front of the temple, and a monk stopped him and said, "The two are..."

Wei Yuan motioned to A Xuan to speak, and the young Taoist stepped forward, sounding like a golden jade attack, saying:

"Shenzhou, the true cultivation of the Taiping Ministry, to lead the Taiping Taoist celestial master, come to congratulate."

As the head of the temple's clan and the host of contemporary temples, Motegi Qingyan had already noticed these two Chinese Taoists, but he greeted them with a smile after hearing such voices, saying: "I didn't expect it to be the same people from Shenzhou. Fix it, please come in, please come in."

Wei Yuan calmly entered.

Under the leadership of the monks, they achieved the most central position.

All around are the children of the big family among the Sakurajima monks.

Qingyan Motegi introduced Weiyuan and Axuan with great enthusiasm, calling them the great masters of Shenzhou, surrounded by onmyojis, and the Shinto monks in a low voice: "Unexpectedly, Motegi's family will catch up with Shenzhou. The line."

"Yeah, I can't tell."

"It should have to reconsider the relationship with the Mogi family."

Motegi Qingyan was happy, and invited Wei Yuan to come forward and sit with him. Wei Yuan's eyes were dull, but he just said, "No need."

"Here is the gift."

"Slightly lighter, forgive me."

It was just a flick of the sleeves, the imperial wind technique was put on display, and a square box flew steadily across the temple courtyard and landed in front of Mogi Qingyan in front of the temple. He took it with both hands, and then laughed loudly: "Since it is peaceful A gift from a Taoist master, then I can’t be rude, and it’s opened."

He opened the box.

The smile on his face slowly solidified. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

It was a crooked and shriveled head, but he could still see who it was.

It is his only son, Yoshiyuki Mogi.

Qingyan Motegi opened his mouth, extreme pain and unwillingness hit his heart, palms trembled, and one failed to hold the box, and the box fell to the ground. In front of the big bright Buddha statue in the temple, a head fell a few times. Down, rolled out, landed on the ground, and stared at the statue of Buddha.

Many Sakurajima monks who were curious about what good things the monks of Taipingdao sent saw the pickled head in an instant, and recognized who it was. The atmosphere was instantly suppressed, and A Xuan was a little frightened in his heart. With a deep gaze, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand, took a glass of sake, drank it with his neck back, and said flatly:

"Your prince has committed a crime against our forbidden land in China."

"Has been condemned."

"Send it back."

PS: The second update today...Thank you Wangzai Wanshang for love