Museum of Demons Chapter 185

After finishing the chat with the female Jiao, Wei Yuan found that the female Jiao still packaged a folder directly and threw it over. After opening it, it was found that it contained the specific steps of the first method proposed by the female Jiao, similar to how it was in Mingshan. If you have already accepted the sacrifice, connect the seal of the seal with the spiritual vein of the mountain.

The specific steps of each step are extremely detailed.

Obviously, the girl didn't answer his questions immediately before, she should be preparing these things.

Wei Yuan scanned the contents of the folder and wrote down the general steps.

Don't ask for it to remember, at least leave an impression in your heart, and you can take advantage of the trend when you encounter the right goal, and you won't be in a hurry.

At about noon, the old Taoist priest in charge of Spring City affairs brought the promised jade amulet.

Wei Yuan felt a little surprised by this high efficiency. He accepted the jade talisman and thanked him:

"Troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble."

The old Taoist glanced over the things in the museum, and his eyes were jealous. He looked at these things before and felt that everything was fake. Now when he looked at them, he felt that nothing seemed fake anymore. He looked at each item. Especially with the jade pendant with a strong Warring States style, the old Taoist felt that his left eyelid had been jumping, and looked back without changing his face, and said with a smile:

"Heh... Shun on the way, just on the way, I happened to have something here, so I sent the things to you, Master Wei Guan, and it didn't take much time anyway."

"Just drop in."

After a few words of greeting, the old Taoist went out and got on the car. He breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said to the members of the action team who drove:

"Drive."

The young man drove the car and drove out of the old street. He wanted to say something. He had to bear it halfway, but he couldn't help but suspiciously said: "Master, aren't we going to Xicheng District today? This is Dongcheng. Make a turn specifically?"

The old Taoist sighed, "Even if he lives in the suburbs, he has to be on the way today."

"By the way, stop ahead."

He opened the car door, entered an ordinary shop, and bought something.

The old Taoist looked at the happy water that young people liked, took a bottle of green tea, and muttered to himself.

It has already been said that it is on the way, so you have to do a full set of dramas.

That's an old monster.

When he got on the car, the young Taoist priest almost guessed the reason why Shizu did this today, whispering:

"Master, is the museum owner an old predecessor who remains unchanged?"

The old Taoist glanced at him and said hesitantly: "I didn't say this for the old way."

The young Taoist now knew in his heart, after thinking about it, he hesitated: "Would you like to get in touch with this old predecessor after the disciple."

"According to the specifications of the older generations who were born, make up for the corresponding treatment."

The old Taoist pondered, shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, since he chose to support himself, he must have his own ideas."

"Let's not superfluous, besides, how can a person like him care about those worldly things?"

The young Taoist nodded, only to realize that he had made a mistake and that he could not look old. How could the elders in the game world care about money, reimbursement, treatment and other vulgar things? If he troubled him with these things, he might be unhappy and angry in his heart, and he was even more cautious in his heart right now, silently reminding himself not to make such mistakes in the future.

In the museum.

Wei Yuan arranged the jade talisman materials on the table, and sealed the room with talisman to prevent the prying of the spirit body and the spread of power and spirituality. Then I recalled the edict that Wuzhiqi had given me, and rehearsed it several times in my heart, only then carefully wrote down.

The part of the original edict that represents the flow of water was changed to mountains and wind.

Others are completely imitating Wuzhiqi.

This process is more difficult, even if he is cautious enough, he still wastes several jade charm materials.

These edicts drawn by Wuzhiqi can be said to be a form of heaven and earth, a bit similar to the original scripts of Daomen. They are effective enough. Wei Yuan's palm moves slightly, the pen is raised, and the last stroke is carefully dropped. The whole script is bright. There was a stream of light, and at the moment when this aura formed and had not dissipated, a seal appeared on his palm, and he gently pressed it down.

The originally scattered edicts gathered into a whole at this moment.

The whole jade talisman exudes a warm and moist atmosphere.

It is very similar to the talisman Wei Yuan received from Wuzhiqi, but there are also differences. One is that the level of strength is far from comparable to the one that Wuzhiqi lent him, and the other is the breath of this edict. The flow of water turned into a mountain-like thick, wind-like arbitrary.

That is an edict that represents the divine nature of Shanfeng.

When the seal was under pressure, an invisible wave escaped, majestic and majestic.

Water ghosts, black cats, soldier souls, and even the bronze lords of the Shang **** froze in their thoughts for an instant, subconsciously looking at the closed door, at this instant they felt some kind of inhuman existence, as high as a mountain, such as The wind is far away, as if at this moment, behind the narrow door, it is no longer a bedroom, but the mountains and rivers in the wild, with the wind whizzing down.

"finished."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and put away this successful edict.

Then looked distressedly at the jade that was abandoned because of the failure.

This mountain god's edict allows him to briefly display the mana and supernatural powers similar to the mountain god, especially the control of the wind will rise to a level, and correspondingly, Wei Yuan can feel that there is a trace in the seal in his hand. The silk strength was taken away, and from the physical sense, it seemed to be lighter.

Sure enough, it is a consumable, it seems that if you want to use the seal for a long time, you must find the spiritual vein.

Wei Yuan thoughtfully.

In fact, he thought about it, he could go to find the mountain where the mountain monarch originally relied on as a god, continue to scavenge the tiger's hair, and scrape the last bit of his family, but he only jumped from the ground to the gods, I am afraid that the spiritual veins of that mountain will be drawn It's not worth it, and another prediction is to find the modern peace master.

The Taoist master before seemed to escape from the hands of the two true practitioners.

Taipingdao was originally three holes and four supplements, one of the seven jade books, but it didn't fall until the Song Dynasty.

Prior to this, there must have been its own sect.

If you want to connect the seal with the spiritual veins of that mountain, it is very likely that you will not encounter a trace of resistance at all. Wei Yuan even suspects that the spiritual veins of that mountain will be sacrificed at the very beginning. With your own name, maybe you don't need to use the technique proposed by the girl to complete the conclusion easily.

But this is just a guess.

Wei Yuan suppressed the thought in his heart, took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Calculating the time, Wuzhiqi should also reply to him.

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth hooked slightly.

Young monkey, you don't even know the horror of modern human games.

Hey, it's still too young...

At the bottom of Huai River.

Unsupported Qi is fully focused on the game.

He did not expect that he would have such a great interest in this non-fighting game, but this game made him addicted for a long time, and he recalled the way he was when he was the water monarch of the Huai Shui **** system, and even felt that, If you had played this game yourself, then your Huai Shui God System would definitely be bigger and stronger.

At least beat the old crippled Hebana to the ground.

He still had a grudge about the Yellow River's seizure of the Huaihe River into the sea.

Glancing at the time.

Well, it's just over four to forty.

It started at four o'clock, and only played for a mere forty minutes. What did Wei Yuan say to be careful, and what to be careful of? It is really stupid for a human being to consider the background of the gods with human cognition...

The ancient gods dismissed it.

Withdrawing his gaze, he barely experienced any thoughts, and opened his fingers for the next round.

Well, next, continue to build the wonders...

With a soft sound, the entire computer screen went black directly, reflecting the unsupported face, reflecting the excited golden pupils, reflecting the look of those eyes quickly from excited to dull, and then The look on Wuzhiqi's face slowly solidified.

He blinked and poked at the computer. The computer was hot, but there was no response.

Then he stretched out his hand and patted the computer lightly at an oblique angle of 45 degrees.

…out of battery?

Eighty-seven percent of the battery!

I only played for less than an hour, less than an hour!

Wei Yuan! ! !

Headless and roared.

Huai Shui suddenly shook violently, and a wave hit directly on Guishan, splashing white waves.

At 4:43, Wei Yuan's cell phone began to ring.

Wei Yuan drank a glass of Happiness Water Shiran, and made the monkey wait for a long time before lying on the bed, closing his eyes and dreaming. As expected, after a while, the violent tremor of his companionship shook, and his unsupported body appeared. In the dream, his whole body was entangled in chains, and his eyes were golden, staring at Wei Yuan.

Wuzhiqi opened his mouth, showing his fangs, his golden pupils stared at Wei Yuan, and said angrily:

"Wei Yuan, give me an explanation!"

"Why, there is no electricity after only an hour?!"

Wei Yuan drank tea leisurely, and then slowly said:

"One hour."

"It's twenty-five hours, Shui Jun."

Wuzhi Qi's expression solidified.

After a long time, he said: "Has the day passed?"

Wei Yuan smiled and said:

"Yeah, Shui Jun, is the human game quite interesting?"

Wuzhiqi was silent, then looked solemn and slowly said:

"You know, Wei Yuan, my life span is very long. The longer I live, my understanding of time will become slower and slower. For human children, each year may be five times the length of their total memory. One part, so every year, every day seems extremely long."

"For the elderly, the same amount of time is only a few tenths of your life. So the older you humans, the more you feel that time is passing fast. This is because every year is in your self-recognition and memory. The proportion is getting smaller and smaller."

"This is already the case for ordinary mortals, let alone me. For thousands of years, a year has been so insignificant to me that it is difficult to leave any feelings, let alone a mere day? This may also be the price of longevity. ."

Wuzhiqi looked far away, with the bearing of gods.

It's like an elder who has really experienced a long time.

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "That's how it is."

But in fact, you just want to cover up the fact that you have forgotten the time, right?

He didn't break this point because he was worried that he was going to break it. Wu Zhiqi might become irritated. He threw himself into the air with a fist in his dream. For the time being, he still had to worry about the self-esteem of the gods, and Wei Yuan sensibly exposed it. In this regard, by the way, I recommended Wuzhiqi games from the Stars series and the Soul series.

When Wu Zhiqi looked at the recommendation list.

Sitting on the ground, Wei Yuan silently calculated and calculated, recalling the scene he had seen from An Xuyang's memory before, and then instinctively emerged six numbers in his heart, using the method of six-line divination, using these six numbers. Make a gossip, and then solve the gossip.

The direction given is to benefit the West.

This shows that the old man is now west of Wei Yuan.

He was thoughtful, his eyes closed slightly, because this is his dream, so one by one pictures appeared directly in front of him, and an elementary school appeared. Under the shade of the avenue, the old man with the stall was sitting around. People come and go, but no one seems to notice him.

There are books, antiques, and a bronze plate on the stall.

This time Bu Suan Wei Yuan saw more things.

The old man's body exudes wisps of white silk, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com is connected with one of the geisha dolls, releasing a light, but relatively tall, breath, Wei Yuan is very familiar with this breath , Raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Sakurajima's divinity..."

Unsupported Qi said: "Sakurajima? Where is that?"

Wei Yuan replied, "It's nothing more than the land of bullets."

Wuzhiqi didn't care, and said casually: "Oh, then you are very familiar with the divinity of this place?"

Wei Yuan lowered his head and looked at the picture displayed by the hexagram. There were scenes of **** memories flashing before his eyes, the cold Qin sword, the red cloth with hair, and the iron eagle flying on a sword, and fell down in mourning. He explained: "It's not very familiar."

"It's just that there was a little bit of grudge before."

"I don't know if they still have an impression of me."

PS: Today's first update... 3,800 words, a little bit late~

The work and rest began to collapse again, and the table fell!

Chapter end