Museum of Demons Chapter 318

Buddhism dies.

Can I have longevity?

In just ten words and a few seconds, the tone was like asking about very ordinary things, but like a heavy hammer, it hit everyone's heads hard, causing their hearts to beat suddenly and blood. Flowing in the body like boiling.

The bottom of my heart suddenly turned upside down.

Longevity, longevity.

This is the desire that exists in everyone's heart.

And now, what did that person say?

Can I get longevity...

The old monk Hui Kong trembled fiercely in his heart. His thoughts were stagnant for a while before he came back to his senses. Guan Shengdi mentioned that the prime minister was undoubtedly Zhuge Wuhou, and the time of Zhuge Wuhou was almost close to now. Two thousand years.

Two thousand years...

Could it be said that the Taoist man in front of him has been doing Taoism for two thousand years?

He didn't want to believe it, but the real face under that mask was old and old, only the temples were pure white, the black hair, the eyes were calm, there was a kind of on him, in the true sense of the long years of the ancients, Huikong pressed against the bottom of his heart. Shocked, said:

"You... can it be said that if you practice to the extreme, you can really live forever?"

The Taipingdao Taoist said: "I am immortal..."

"I also really want to know about this question."

The old monk whispered to himself, if the other party really admits that he is immortal.

He would not believe it.

But the other party's answer after silence, the feeling of being stuck in the years, made him faintly believe that the other party really lived a long time, he murmured several times, looked around, and saw the residue on the faces of everyone around him. The horror and yearning, with a bitter smile in my heart.

After the appearance of the two gods of wealth, this sentence can tell you whether the situation is almost dead.

It's the Dao Men who won.

Wei Yuan's eyes swept across the crowd, but he didn't find the person who had just made a secret move and smashed his own mask with the help of the hidden Qi machine. After the divine power backlash, it is hard to detect.

Is it the effect of one of the Buddhist supernatural powers...

The danger mentioned by Zhu Jiu Yin should be that person.

If it's just coming from the main body, then I'm afraid the real body will be exposed directly.

Will fall into the calamity of a series of killings calculated by divination.

There was a dead silence that could not be broken for a long time.

Of course, this dead silence appeared in a certain tube building.

Jade Bird was holding a handful of rice crust in his hand and was stuffing it in his mouth.

After temporarily solving a speeding shared bicycle over there, the father hurried back in a hurry and his expression solidified, as if he had slapped a fist at the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The original image of Qin is a little honey embedded in plaster.

like a statue.

Ding Ding Ding.

There was the sound of footsteps from the stairwell, and then I patted the door here. There was still silence in the room, and a muttering voice came from outside the door, saying: "What's the matter? No one?"

"It was so noisy just now."

Someone smiled and said: "Isn't it threatening you to run away in fright?"

The woman was furious: "Nonsense, am I that scary?!"

"That is, these guys are too embarrassed!"

"I also said that the family made some dumplings for their branch, kindly treat it as a donkey liver and lungs."

"I actually ran away for my old lady."

The landlord upstairs left cursingly.

Also because of this noisy sound, a group of strange animals in the room finally recovered. The blue bird turned his head stiffly and said, "What, what's the situation..."

He stared at Qin Yuan next to him, stammering:

"Brother, didn't you say, yes, are you a big man in the mountain and sea world?"

"Brother, speak up."

The corners of Qin Yuan's mouth twitched, and there was a turmoil in his heart.

You ask me, I also want to know.

I just saw the big man swiping his sleeves and took the big Buddha. This group of mountains and seas were applauded, and they laughed loudly with You Rongyan, boasting that they really deserve to be a big man in our mountain and sea world, what kind of human world. Practitioner, what is that?

Isn't it just a sleeve thing?

In a word, awesome.

Two sentences, it must be Niubi **** open the door to Niubi, Niubi is home.

Just about to see that big man unmask the mask.

All the strange beasts held their breath, and their faces were full of excitement.

Then I saw a face that was almost imprinted on the inside of the skull.

That feeling is like when a monkey is in a hurry to do something, he sees a big man winking and shouting 'eon' with an exaggerated accent. It is a kind of spiritual and violent devastation.

Then what else did that person say? !

Is it possible to have longevity?

Co-authored this person still alive for thousands of years? !

The father murmured: "No wonder this, no wonder there are intestines here, no one will let go of the water, no wonder, no wonder...I understand, I understand everything."

"No wonder something like a nightmare like preserved eggs is born."

An armadillo was pale.

"They also eat rabbits."

"Various ways of eating."

The armadillo is a strange animal shaped like a rabbit.

Even in the age of mountains and seas, it was a weak chicken who saw people pretending to be dead.

The father nodded.

He looked pale and added: "But the spicy rabbit head is really good."

The armadillo was startled and furious.

Qin Yuan shouted: "Calm down."

The group gathered here is harmless among the mountain and sea animals. The weakest is the armadillo, who pretends to be dead by seeing people directly. The stronger is the mixed blood of blue birds. And it's much more civilized than the chimpanzee who smashed people with shit, Qin Yuan said: "Isn't he just a cook?"

"Need to be so nervous?"

The beasts were startled.

Immediately I was impressed by Qin Yuan's composure.

Worthy of being the eldest brother.

Qin Yuan nodded, his face unchanged, and drank with his neck back.

The mead came to his lips.

The palms tremble, and they fall all over.

There was an awkward silence among the beasts.

Qinyuan paused, without changing his face, looked around, and said, "Don't worry."

"This is the human world."

"There are laws."

"The cook dare to mess around, and Crouching Tiger cleans up him."

Thinking silently in my mind.

Do you want to give more honey to Longhushan...

Anyway, I don't taste good anyway.

It can also make honey.

Immediately thought of a special snack called fried silkworm pupa, the corner of his mouth twitched.

As if to have seen myself go down to see the scene of the ancestor.

Grandpa Grandpa, I'm sorry, we Qinyuan's line is completely broken.

Amazing?

Desperate.

Deep-fried Qin Yuan sprinkled with salt

In Kunlun Yaochi, unaware of a group of harmless mountain and sea animals waiting to cry, Wei Yuan slowly controlled his aura, and withdrew his sight, the theory of Taoism and Buddhism was over at this point. , The rest will be handled by yourself if you want to come to the door.

Wei Yuan's heart moved slightly.

Recalling that in the waters off Australia, the glacier created by spitting flames from the surrounding heat instantly absorbed the surrounding heat. Under the cuffs, the spitting flames method was reapplied, and the heat of the Yaochi was instantly drained. Naturally, the emperor pool of the gods did not Frozen by the chill, but the clouds are different.

Everyone was about to speak.

Suddenly the clouds spread.

They only saw the Taiping Taoist stand up, leaving them a back, his voice flat said:

"This matter is over."

"Everyone, let's go."

The vast cloud energy suddenly surged, and the deep dragon yin exploded, and the ferocious dragon head appeared. Someone wanted to chase it, but was rushed by the cloud energy. He subconsciously stopped, closed his eyes, ignorantly, suddenly someone whispered. :"Snow?!"

"Snowing?!"

It's only autumn now.

Everyone was startled and looked over subconsciously. They saw the white snow falling from the sky, and the clouds also converged. As the cloud gas turned into white snow, the wonderful Kunlun Yaochi scenery disappeared bit by bit, because it didn't disappear instantly, so let's let it disappear. People can feel that kind of strength and magnificence.

The Yaochi pavilions under the feet disappeared.

But another cloud sent everyone to the ground.

The cloud gas turned into white snow, and before the white snow fell, it had disappeared.

It's just that the clouds are falling into the snow and the Yaochi is in the sky. This scene is already beautiful enough. I don't know how many people watched it obsessively. Some people just subconsciously took pictures. Suddenly, there was an exclamation sound. Everyone looked back subconsciously and saw that a young man rushed out and said loudly. : "Master Yuan, disciple Gu Boyan, is willing to serve Dao Master around."

"I have some spare money at home, and I am willing to donate it to the Taoist master."

This voice seemed to wake everyone up.

So many people started doing the same thing, rushing out and shouting.

"Master Yuan Dao, there are 17 companies under the disciple's name, and they are willing to donate to Taiping Dao!"

"Tao Master, disciples are only willing to serve the left and right!"

Some said that they hope to apprentice a teacher, and some say that they are willing to donate their property.

Some say that they are willing to treat a certain company as a Taipingdao industry, and only want to learn Taipingdao techniques.

In the possibility of immortality, and under the name of Wuhou's younger brother from generation to generation.

money? What is that?

face? What is that?

There was a loud noise, Yao Chi still slowly disappeared, but Luo Xue and Yunxia remained, Feng Siyu finally saw the excitement, took out the melon seeds and knocked, watching with great interest, and then saw Wei Yuan turning around and heading towards the way he came. Walking, Feng Siyu leaned over and curiously said, "Master Wei, don't you look at it anymore?"

Wei Yuan said, "Don't look at it."

He added: "This Saturday, the eggs are on sale at the vegetable market in front of my door before four o'clock in the afternoon. I won't be able to catch up if I don't go."

"Jue said he would take vegetables home."

Feng Siyu suddenly realized, "Sister Jue said to go back to eat together tonight."

Wei Yuan nodded, and the Yu clan girl hurriedly followed behind.

There is white snow in the sky, and two sleeves are clear.

The two went down the mountain against the fanatics.

Feng Siyu regretfully said: "It's a pity, if these people are willing to give you the money, it would be great, the Master Weiguan, your cultivation is obviously very good, so you don't have to plan carefully to drive the vegetable market."

Wei Yuan laughed and said, "That's not true either."

"Sister Zhao always goes out at this time. Her family's glutinous rice cakes are not available in other places. Jue prefers the light taste, but if it's hot, it tastes bad if it's too late. Also, Uncle Wang's sugar-fried chestnuts It's also this time to make the first pot. Don't you like it the most?"

"Catch the first bowl of noodles in the night market, the taste is a little more mellow, so I will definitely rush back. There is nothing to look at here. Besides, isn't there that sentence..."

"Thousands of bells are accepted without arguing about etiquette and justice. How can ten thousand bells be better for me?"

Feng Siyu muttered, "What do you mean?"

Wei Yuan was taken aback, and smiled: "It's just that if this money is in my hands, it will make me feel uncomfortable, then I might as well not want this money. Of course, it may not be appropriate to put it here."

Feng Siyu suddenly said, "I know, it's Confucianism, I've read it."

"It's even poorer to be poor."

"Not in our country."

Wei Yuan shrugged and said casually:

"Perhaps it is precisely because of poverty that you still have to pay attention to these bottom lines, that is the original Confucianism."

"Poor and low, mighty, rich, you can't change yourself."

"Even after experiencing many things, Confucianism has been distorted many times, but these things still exist in the hearts of Chinese people."

Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly, and he was lost in thought.

By the way,

The rich and noble cannot be licentious, the mighty cannot be succumbed, and the poor cannot be moved.

These three are the basic requirements for the conduct of Confucian scholars.

Why didn't the Master say something similar to Mencius's indefatigable might...

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the Master in Jue's mouth.

Fall into silence, and then come to a conclusion.

Because you want to lose the Master with great power, there is a high probability that you will be taught by the Master in the opposite direction, so you can convince people with reason.

After all, the master who slept with a weapon on his pillow, kept his grudges every day and wrote a small book, met an enemy on the road, and the old man didn't go back to get his weapon, but directly taught him to be a man with a pair of old fists on the spot.

Let alone the rich and the poor.

Want to use force to make him succumb?

Do you know how to write the four big characters to persuade people?

Do you know what style of painting is the strong man who can carry the gate of the city to control the horse chariot with one hand, wave the bronze Ge with the other, laugh and swear at you?

Wei Yuan shook his head and threw the weird style of painting out of his mind. It really is. It was only said once by Jue. This style of painting couldn't get out of his mind. What's the truth. It must be because this style of painting is a bit too brain-burning. Wei Yuan laughed at himself and walked forward.

Feng Siyu was stunned by what he said.

After seeing Wei Yuan walking for a while, he reacted and stepped forward to catch up.

She looked at Wei Yuan, who was thinking about what to buy, and said:

"Sometimes, I feel that things developed in China are better than delicious ones."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, smiled and nodded, agreeing.

Feng Siyu calmed down and put the melon seeds in the small bag. When there was no excitement, eating melon seeds was a little boring. She had nothing to say. Sometimes, she felt that the master of the museum was very ordinary and amiable, but sometimes But it will give people a sense of indescribable and hard to see through.

An outsider?

I really can't see through...

Then, UU read www.uukanshu.com for a while.

Wei Yuan looked at the tree, fell silent, then gritted his teeth.

"Where do I share a bike?!"

"Who rode away?!"

He saw the penalty of 'please stop illegally modifying shared bicycles, speeding' posted on the tree. He stretched out his hand and patted the trunk next to him and said angrily: “When did I modify it!”

"Nonsense!"

"Who removed it, I want to sue you for slander!"

Feng Siyu: "..."

The girl was silent.

Reached out and took out the seeds.

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