Museum of Demons Chapter 202

Wei Yuan used the language of the three emperors and five emperors.

He inferred the identity of the opponent from the fact that the opponent would react to the prayers of the remnants of Yin and Shang, and would struggle with the rushing beast tide, plus the bronze steps almost like an altar in the hollow of the mountain. Corroborated Wei Yuan's speculation.

The soul here is the ancient king of Shang, and the emperor and **** of the people of Yin and Shang.

The pale golden pupils seemed to shrink.

Then, what Wei Yuan had expected was not an answer, but a very clear hostility.

The strong wind hits, and the darkness in the mountain's belly also spreads. In the darkness, a sharp claw slammed down at Wei Yuan's head. The momentum was fierce, engulfing the thunder flames, but Wei Yuan felt that there was only hostility. , And there is no killing.

So he didn't change his expression, took a step back, raised his hand and turned his five fingers over.

Grip.

The spiritual veins of the mountain range spilled out and turned into arms that were just like real ones, stopping this attack.

When the sharp claws stopped at last, it was still five steps away from Wei Yuan, and the strong wind flowed, causing the young Taoist black hair to rise, his expression flat, his pupils and the eyes hidden in the darkness stared at each other. , Then, Wei Yuan breathed out slowly, and his five fingers slowly clasped.

Muttered silently in his heart.

Edict,

Up!

Quiet for a while.

The spirit veins of the whole mountain suddenly burst out with great power.

The young Taoist standing in the belly of the mountain is like a fairy god.

In the interior of the mountain, on the side of the spirit vein, confront the **** of this mountain.

Unless it is an absolute advantage in strength, it is definitely a matter of asking for trouble. Especially, when that consciousness moves, Wei Yuan can faintly feel that this consciousness is in an extremely weak state, if not for himself This time, it caused the leakage of the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins. It may be more than ten years before this consciousness will die in a deep sleep.

The dust settled.

The power of mobilizing the spirit veins made Wei Yuan's gathered body much more fragile.

But fortunately, the hands-on consciousness was suppressed by life and couldn't move.

The hair on the back of the beast stood tall, and a pair of vertical pupils widened.

He looked at Wei Yuan, and then at the movement just now.

Can't help but look at Wei Yuan.

Fell silent.

How did I stabb him to death?

I was so fierce back then?

Or is he playing me?

Bare Long lowered his head, yelled like a horse, and followed him honestly, trying to rub the dragon's horns. Wei Yuan slapped one hand against him, and Wei Yuan exhaled a foul breath, and his five fingers clasped together. , Stepping forward slowly, the darkness faded, and he saw the true face of the enemy attacking him.

Then he frowned slightly. This is almost no individual, let alone a god. The whole looks embarrassed, like a stitched monster with unkempt beard and hair. A bloodshot eye is opened in the center of the eyebrow. The front part of the right arm is People, the part that spread to the palm of the hand turns into tiger claws.

There are bone spurs growing on the back spine, and the feet are like dragons and beasts. The clothes have long been tattered, and the exposed areas are full of scales, exuding a state of oily stains, but the tail vertebrae grow out like snakes. Tail.

Stunned by the power of the mountain god, he passed out into a coma.

This tragic and terrifying appearance, even if it was refuted, could not help but step back, and was shocked.

It couldn't help but said: "What kind of monster is this?"

In the border town of Chaoge City, when Feiyu and the warriors who can participate in the sacrifice arrived with weapons in their hands or riding mechanical beasts, they saw the surprised and unbelievable guards, the headed one. The old man told the incoming people what had just happened, and then these soldiers were amazed.

I was on the mountain before because the young Taoist was not an emperor, but the disappointed young man dared to whisper in disbelief: "It is so powerful."

"Is this better than the Emperor God?"

Fei Yu turned to look at him.

He panicked and shrank his neck, but still said what he felt in his heart, his tone was lost but lost, and said: "We have worshipped the Emperor God for so long, and he has not responded to us. We still have to fight the monsters desperately. , Where does it look like this..."

Fei Yu stopped talking, and said slowly: "Next time, the family rules will deal with it."

He turned his head, looked at the border town, fell silent, and said:

"Repair here first to prevent the herd from coming again."

"Yes!"

Wei Yuan made the spirit veins in the mountains trap the hideous and filthy creatures.

Let the beast stare, he turned around and looked at the mural on the stone wall. He stretched out his hand and swept the first mural, swept the area covered by ashes below, and saw that there was already Slowly read out a few words that were not so clear: "Wang, Ziqu, the kingdom of the party."

Shang Ziqu...

Wei Yuan recalled that for some reason, he had a high level of knowledge of ancient history.

So I quickly found the king of Shang who represented this name from the fragments of memory.

Wu Yi.

He silently said to himself: "Emperor Wuyi returns to Hebei and moves to Chaoyang."

It was General Wu Yi who moved the capital of Shang from Yin to the capital. It was also the leader who gave the land of Qishan to Zhou Bu. He was an emperor with a nameless name in history, because he was a **** who shot the sky and killed him by lightning. He also has the name of cruelty, because he personally conquered the Quartet, wherever he went, he often swords mercilessly.

So, this first mural is a picture of Shang Wang Wuyi's conquest of the country of the party?

Wei Yuan thoughtfully, he looked further inside, and for some reason, the hole in the belly of the mountain was large, and it was enveloped by a very heavy darkness. Even if it was him, he couldn't break through this darkness for a while. , Can only reach out and touch the rock wall next to it.

The aura turned into a light ball little by little, floating in the air, illuminating a small area.

Wei Yuan looked at the murals one by one. He saw Wu Yi conquering the east, and saw the ancestors of the Western Zhou Dynasty kneeling in front of Wu Yi. Wu Yi bestowed the famous jade and BMW. He saw Wu Yi finally shoot to heaven. God, saw Wu Yi finally died under the thunder when he was conquering Yin Shang.

Finally, Wu Yi was buried in the ancestral veins.

Next is the chronology.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the nick on the rock wall. It was a short text.

'I woke up. '

'But Chaoge City is no longer in the world. '

'My descendant, wearing armor and holding a sword, told me about it with his subjects. '

'They are going to break the post, and the rest of the business is here, asking me to protect these people. '

'This is the duty of the king, and I will not shirk it. '

'As for the retention, huh, as a later emperor, he was forced to be like this by the princes. He also has a responsibility. For this reason, he should be killed in battle. '

On the frenzied mural, two people walked forward with their backs facing each other, one facing the thousands of troops and horses, and the other facing the endless darkness.

It was Di Xin who was trying to gain time. After the break, Wu Yi's spirituality appeared as a god, and then he was responsible for blessing the people of Yin and Shang. Wei Yuan thoughtfully moved forward and looked at the next fast stele. There is also Wu Yi on it. Wei Yuan recognized the weathered handwriting.

'Finally found the water and food, but there seems to be something wrong here. '

'The sky is dense and there are powerful souls everywhere. If they are allowed to enter Chaoge City, then not many people will survive. '

'I stopped them and recognized them. These seem to be the powerful ones recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas. '

'Hmph, the day the lonely king is here, how can you bring them close to Chaoge? '

On the mural, there are small people in Chaoge City, and Wu Yi is as powerful as a **** and demon, fighting against the remnants of the mountains and seas all over the sky, holding a bronze shield in one hand and a powerful sword in the other. The air was sullen and arrogant.

Then there is the third mural, which is the text above.

'The people of the tribe must put an end to blood sacrifices. '

It seemed to be a long hesitation. The last stroke fell for a long time, leaving a trace the size of a finger. In the end, Wu Yi's tone was relaxed and natural. Record it,'I entrusted this generation of teachers with a dream and told them, Put an end to it, the lonely king is very powerful, and there is no need for them to sacrifice their blood.'

'Oh, take care of yourself. '

The fourth mural.

'There are too many enemies, I'm injured. '

'At this time, I discovered that there was no blood sacrifice, the wound was too difficult to recover, and the broken arm could not grow out. Fortunately, this group of people still sacrificed with these fierce beasts. '

On the mural, Wu Yi broke off his arm, he cut off the arm of a descendant of Qiongqi, combined with his own soul, and then continued to block the strange beast recorded in the Shanhaijing.

Wei Yuan looked at the murals piece by piece.

I don't know if it was too boring or lonely, Wu Yi portrayed his own experience on this.

Only from this beginning, Wu Yi on every mural was wiped off, as if his figure was wiped off later, it can only be seen that he was fighting continuously, until the last time Wei Yuan's finger touched a stone wall. When I reached the above text, I became mad and unwilling.

"Today is the big festival, the lone king wants to go out and have a look"

'The lone king saw a child, holding a white flower, that is a gift to God'

'Come out alone. '

'She didn't move, Gu originally thought, she was surprised to see Gu, but she suddenly screamed and threw the flower on my face. If she heard it correctly, she yelled--'

Wei Yuan looked up and saw the same utterance spread all over the stone wall like crazy.

'monster? ! '

'Lonely is a monster? ! '

'How could lone be a monster! '

'The lone is Wu Yi, the king of the world! '

Then there was a lot of blank space, and the final handwriting was finally distorted.

'Lonely is a monster. '

On the screen, with extremely distorted brushstrokes, a person is depicted standing on the bank of the river and looking into the river. There are people on the bank, but in the river, there are monsters that are almost invisible in human form, hideous and distorted, with indescribable appearance. The sense of majesty and madness.

Until the beginning of this stone carving, Wu Yi's writing began to change.

He is still fighting and fighting, but in the records left, it is obvious that his thoughts have begun to be confused, and there is an obvious tendency to change from humans to beasts. It is caused by the interference and influence of his own soul by the soul of the alien beast from the blood sacrifice. Variety.

'I want to eat... I want to eat the soul. '

'No, it's not right. '

'The lone wants flesh and blood, but blood! '

'Go away! '

'The lone wants to eat, eat them, eat those weak human beings, have been exiled for so long, it's time for revenge. '

'Get out of the lonely body! '

Above the mural, twisted heads appeared in Wu Yi's body.

And the text suddenly became arrogant and arrogant, recording the original state of mind: 'I'm Wu Yi, the Godsend Dashang, when I was born, I was able to shoot the God of Heaven, how can the future generations sacrifice to me instead? ! It's ridiculous! '

But in the following text, Wu Yi continued to struggle with self and animality.

When he was injured, he had to supplement his spirituality with the soul from the blood sacrifice, so the part occupied by humans became less and less, and the part occupied by beasts continued to increase. Finally, Wei Yuan saw the last mural and wrote After the last words were written, Wu Yi no longer called himself the lonely king.

'I, I want a blood sacrifice...'

'The person holding the flower, I want to eat it, but...but it can't be that simple. '

'The king wants to eat, he needs a big cauldron, I, I want to draw a cauldron first, one painting a day...'

Then came the text of the next day.

"There is no bell, no, no, no..."

'Today I finished drawing the clock and went out to eat her. '

'To eat, there must be enough lush vegetation. Today, today, add a flower. Outside Chaoge City, there are often such flowers. The flowers bloom for ten miles, and I often visit them when I see them. ...'

The name at the back is crossed out.

'There are flowers and trees, no guards, and you can't show Wang Wei... Hey, Fei Li, he has followed me since he was a child, but died when he returned from the crusade, so let's paint him first, I remember him Can play a good tune with a leaf, and when I finish painting him, I went out to eat that person. '

'Also, the wine he makes is the best. '

'My merchant has a good drink, but in the entire Chaoge City, who can compare to him... When I finished painting him, I went out to eat that person. '

"Father..."

'Oh, Ding, I remember he was still young, how could he not be here? '

"Wait until the drawing is finished..."

The densely packed texts, even some of them, are constantly superimposed and covered. Wei Yuan is silent. He looks at the large swath ahead, which exists in the hollow of the mountain of Chaoge's grandparents. He slowly raised his hand, and the spiritual energy overflowed and turned into a light group. It rises to a high place like the sun.

So under this light, Wei Yuan was silent and lost.

He saw an infinitely prosperous and magnificent city.

There are laughing and slapstick children, there are tall, miraculous temples~www.mtlnovel.com~ There are guards who smile and say hello, there are musicians who play tunes, there are children sitting in the palace, and there are hangings outside the city. The weeping willows, with fluttering eagles and falcons, are full of stars in the sky, but outside the city, there are really ten miles of flowers that always bloom undefeated.

In this dark and lonely mountainside, hideous, filthy, twisted monsters are leaning against the rock wall.

Those people laughed and shouted around him. There was wind from the hometown and wine from the hometown. They were friends in memory, and relatives who would never be able to see again. When they walked into the world, they wanted to eat people. Monster, and close your eyes, ah, hometown is by your side.

Bare Long whispered: "...Three thousand years."

Wei Yuan did not answer.

Yes, three thousand years.

In front of him is darkness and endless loneliness. It is the watch that even he himself does not know whether there will be a day of end. It is the despair that is on the verge of every day. He can only rely on numb himself and force himself to go on day by day. Under such despair, he raised his head, but saw the most magnificent miracle.

As early as in the Three Kingdoms period, Xu Fu had already wanted to attack the Central Plains Spiritual Vessel again, so there was contact between Xie Matai and Wei Guo.

Three hundred years will be able to distort the warlock who has been so desperate for revenge for his hometown.

Three thousand years of time, it is impossible to wash away the persistence of a soul.

He was indeed infested by animality.

But between his degenerate into a man-eater and the arrogant emperor, there is a whole beautiful Chaoge City.

This city is undefeated.

PS: Today's first update.........4,400 words, it's a bit difficult to write, so I'll write the second update right away, but it is estimated that the number of words will be relatively small.

Sima Zhen "Historical Records Suo Yin": Wu Yi has no way, and the cause of disaster shoots into the sky.

"Historical Records·Volume III·Yin Benji Third": Wu Yi hunted between the river and Wei, and Wu Yi died in a thunderstorm.

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