Museum of Demons Chapter 356

Wang's ancestral land.

The violent spiritual energy fluctuations almost soared into the sky, enough to razed the entire Wang family's ancestral land and formations to the ground, shattered to the extent that everything turned into powder, but was suppressed by Xu Xin's backhand.

Xu Shi gradually recovered the background of being the number one alchemist in China.

Raising one's hands and feet is a top-notch technique that easily defeats and suppresses the few princes who are left behind. Even if this is the ancestral land of the Wang family, it has the foundation of the Wang clan's formation method for more than a thousand years.

The gap between the two sides is too huge.

Even Tao Yan, who has 600 years of Buddhism cultivation, was injured by accident.

What's more, these people?

I don't know how many times the violent formation offensive was suppressed by the middle-aged alchemist backhand.

Accompanied by violent fluctuations of vitality and spiritual power.

Everyone desperately, almost spared their lives, and attacked together in formation.

Xu Xin is indifferent.

Using the pre-Qin alchemy, Qixiu combined the formations of the Wang clan, once again attacked and defeated, forcibly defeated, the huge spiritual energy exploded, this time directly destroyed the Langya Wang clan's formation, and Xu Xin's sleeve robe was slightly Agitated, and did not suffer any substantial injuries.

He has become familiar with the moves he used to use two thousand years ago.

No longer keep your hands.

Take a step forward.

Carrying a merciless lore, pressing toward the eyebrows of Wang's ancestor.

With this blow, the soul was destroyed.

Immediately there was a tremor with the sound of swordsmen. The old man's crutches half-kneeling on the ground had broken, and his eyes were lost, but Xu Xin only felt the hair on his arms exploded, and a feeling of coldness violently appeared in his heart, like the same Nightmare.

A Qin sword swept across the void.

Accompanied by the loud sound of armor killing, a figure stepped out of Langya Wang's ancestral hall.

His face was only more than 30 years old, when he was the most determined, but through the coldness between his brows, Xu Shi still saw the picture more than two thousand years ago. Qin Mieqi, the king who was once in the eyes of the people of Qi, was starved to death. In the grove.

Tong Wuhou, Wang Ben.

Then, Xu Xin noticed another cold murderous intent to lock himself.

Contain but not reveal.

But it was more profound and terrifying than Wang Ben's Qi machine.

Xu Shi quickly saw that it was also relying on the true spiritual energy that erupted from the antiquities enshrined in the ancestral hall. He was an old and energetic veteran, Wang Jian of the Great Qin Wucheng Marquis.

The ancestor of the military family, Jiang Ziya of the Great Zhou Dynasty was named Wu Cheng Wang, and Wang Jian was named Wu Cheng Wang. No one in the world felt wrong, and he could see his strength.

Xu Si sneered, not afraid, and turned around.

The sleeves are precarious.

Pressing down with one hand simultaneously enveloped Wang Jian and Wang Ben.

This pair of celebrities, father and son, who jointly wiped out five of the six nations, simultaneously drew their swords.

In the huge roar.

The two celebrities left the true spirit and stepped back.

The entire Langya Wang family's ancestral land sank one foot directly.

Xu Si couldn't help laughing and said: "A famous military officer, if he had never commanded his soldiers, that would be nothing more than that!"

Wang Benhu's eyes were low, his voice was indifferent, and he said, "It's just relying on alchemy."

"If I were at my peak, I should cut you in front of the formation."

The current Wang Ben and Wang Jian are just a few real auras left on their weapons. They have already returned to the world and do not exist. But if it was the same year, Wang Ben, who was so fiercely famous for his military exploits, would truly fight each other. With the evil spirit of destroying the city and destroying the country, it might really be able to kill the first alchemist in China.

Xu Shi's momentum is not weaker than him, and said indifferently:

"Even back then, if you didn't command the soldiers and horses, I could take your head off."

Wang Ben sneered.

But he didn't immediately refute it.

After all, he is an alchemist who is qualified to go to sea to seek immortal mountains, and he can be named in history as an outsider. It already represents his strength, but the strength of a military general is completely related to the commanding power, a famous general in command of the army. It is completely an eradication-level combat power.

Xu Si swept through the two famous generals and said, "Since you want to protect this old man, I will let him go."

"But remember..."

He stared at the old man who was coughing up blood at the corner of his mouth, and said:

"I am Qi people."

When the voice fell, Xu Si walked away calmly, but the two famous generals did not go after him, let him come and go freely. The old man guessed that Xu Shi's purpose was to chase the general order, his expression was anxious, but Wang Jian He and Wang Ben looked calm.

The Wang clan members bowed to salute, looking ashamed and complicated and grateful:

"The two ancestors, the descendants of the future generations are not worthy of their descendants, and they have to cause the ancestors to come forward..."

The true spirits in front of them are not the real great Qin generals, but the aura left on the ancient relics, which will gradually wear away. When they are completely worn down, then it means that their last imprint in the world will also dissipate. The two people whose qi machine is fundamentally appearing are tantamount to dying again.

Wang Jian did not answer.

Wang Ben glanced around and said calmly: "It's not because you waited."

"Don't think too much."

The excitement and gratitude on the faces of the Wang clan solidified.

Probably, don't think too much about it. I didn't come out to save you.

What's the matter with love.

Old ancestor, it's hard for us to step down like you...

However, the two great Qin generals did not have any other emotional fluctuations. They are not the real Wang Ben and Wang Jian, but the strong emotions left on the artifacts and antiquities. They may have residual memories, but many emotions still have a little bit. The estrangement, the longest time interval, only the strongest emotions can survive.

This is also the strongest memory scene Wei Yuan can see.

Antiquities convey the experiences and emotions of their predecessors.

For more than two thousand years, even if the family has become mottled and dusty in the long sleep and years, the blood connection has long been weak and almost no longer exists, but there is still a person's name shining brightly.

Wang Jian held the sword and muttered to himself, "I felt... a familiar breath."

"Although I don't know whether it is true or not, although I know it is impossible, it is not important."

"Can I see you again..."

His Majesty.

Even though this body is already the body of fantasy, it is the dream of the deceased.

But thinking of that scene, the same emotions.

Jun has arrived.

How can the minister not come?

"Your tea is ready."

"If you want more, you can order online."

The waiter walked down politely.

Before leaving, I couldn't help but look at Emperor Shi Huang more.

The first emperor in modern attire was sitting in the teahouse, on the second floor, overlooking the flowing Qinhuai River. Regarding Wei Yuan's strong recommendation, Emperor Shi refused.

Is there any reason to go straight to the place where you eat when you first come here?

Yuan, are you too indulgent?

The first emperor questioned his Zhiji Lang in this way, and then took Wei Yuan, who was hit by the pain point, to choose a teahouse with a good view. Here you can see the view of the Qinhuai River passing through the Jinling, and you can also look at the modern city from afar. The decor is elegant and quiet enough.

Of course, such a place, in a boundary like Jinling City, represents only one word--

expensive!

In detail, it is too expensive.

Modern society is rich in products, but there is also a custom, do you want elegance?

Want demeanor?

Can.

Bring the money.

And there is no doubt that any emperor in the world has an extremely indifferent character about money, so the task of paying money falls on Wei Yuan's head. There is no need to question, how can you make the first emperor pay? Believe it or not that the old Qin people crossed you back for a moral education of love and peace?

How did your kid be the boss?

Seeing that his wallet shrank a lot, Wei Yuan didn't feel distressed, or it was distressed. Paying for money was two different things. Wei Yuan poured a cup of tea for Emperor Shi, who looked down at Jinling City. He had just asked. Things about this city.

After taking a sip of tea, he asked, "Wang Jian, his descendants seem to be doing well?"

Wei Yuan nodded, thought about it, and recounted the story of the King Xialangya.

Dongchuang fast son-in-law, Wang Xizhi, the third part of the wood, everyone knows this.

There was also the popular talk at the time, so I was persuaded that Wang Yan, who was studying Zhuang Zhou to see life and death, said that, 'The saint's forgotten love is not as good as love, but the love is in my generation. 'Leave the clock of love.

In the world, husbands call their wives their princes, and wives call their husbands princes. This is a courtesy.

But Wang Rong's wife, one of the seven sages of the bamboo forest, even calls her husband Qing.

Wang Rong was annoyed, but his wife poked him on the cheek and asked with a smile, "I love Qing Qing, I love Qing Qing." I'm not good, who is good? Wang Rong also had nothing to say, yes, but he couldn't say it, but he couldn't bear to say too much. One of the seven sages of the bamboo forest screamed up to the sky, so he had to let his wife call himself a prince.

As for the other six sages joking about this matter, he also lay flat and mocked.

However, there are four dictionaries of "Qing Qing, I, and I" left in history, which continue to this day.

Wei Yuan hadn't noticed before. Once you go back, you will find that the Wang family is indeed in the history and cultural allusions of China, leaving a very elegant and chic trace.

Hearing that the family of generals, known for their mighty and majestic and three talents, is most praised in later generations for their elegance and elegance. The talents are roughly like the first emperor. They can only say that things are impermanent and unpredictable. After drinking a sip of tea, he said:

"I drove Wang Ben to destroy the Qi country, to set up the county, Langya, and Qi Wangjian died at the hands of Wang Ben, but the sons of later generations will use the name of the land of Qi as the name of the family. The world is mysterious and interesting. As for Wang Jian... his old fox is a descendant like Wang Xizhi."

When Wei Yuan thought of Wang Jian's expedition, he asked the first emperor for a large reward.

Emperor Shi raised his eyes and said, "Is this matter also spread to this era?"

"Heh... Wang Jian, he is really an old fox. He asked for a big reward to show that he has no two minds and wants to calm my heart. Why didn't I know it, so I promised him to calm his heart and let him be able to Conquering the battlefield without distraction, but it is really an old fox."

Wei Yuan was stunned, and immediately returned to the taste.

Emperor Shi shook his head and said, "I also know him, and he also knows me, but he deliberately asks for this big reward. It's a shameful plot. I can't help but give it. How can I not be cunning?"

Wei Yuan couldn't help but want to laugh. He dared to knock on the emperor's bamboo stick upright in this matter, except for this famous general who followed the emperor when he was young.

But at this moment, think about it, the later Wang clan can last for two thousand years, and the beginning of the Langya Wang clan's name has nothing to do with the first emperor's award.

Beginning when the world's famous generals destroyed the country and broke the city, the awards with the smell of iron and blood were finally turned into elegant words like Qingqing, I, Love Zhong, like the flowers blooming on the sword, but also falling on the edge of the sword. On the butterfly.

History has always been like this.

Inadvertently, it reveals the romance that only years can form.

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of something and said: "Yes, your... Boss."

"Since I don't eat ducks, I remember that there are also many time-honored dim sums here in Jinling City."

"I'm going to buy some here?"

Wei Yuan added: "It happens to be served with tea, come here once, don't you think it's a pity if you don't eat some?"

Emperor Shi took a look at his Jieji Lang, felt helpless, and readily agreed. Wei Yuan counted the time and rushed out, opened the phone, and said, "I just made an appointment. Has it come out? Alright, okay. I'll go over immediately."

Such gluttony, could it be that which life turned into a cook?

Emperor Shi took a sip of tea.

The sky's vitality fluctuated and raised his eyebrows.

Wang Yushu took the general order, and his heart was beating frantically.

His complexion was pale and he was seriously injured.

For some reason, he found that the people around him could not see him, as if he was an invisible person. In other words, his sense of existence was erased, and he became more panic, only afraid of the terrible fear. The alchemist appeared again, like a nightmare.

He ran wildly by hiding in the crowd, but in the end, such a method was not successful. When approaching the Qinhuai River, a qi directly penetrated his body. Wang Yushu was seriously injured and fell heavily. When the alchemist appeared, he was full of despair

Xu Shi moved forward slowly.

He was calm and peaceful in his heart, stepping into the Divine Land, seeing the imperial mausoleum, his mood rioted and then returned to peace, and then went straight to Langya Wang Clan, turned his hand to suppress, and even faced the enemy, defeating the Wang Clan and his son, his state of mind gradually returned, Panic, horrible, fearful, restless, and hesitant myself, all fell down.

He became more self-conscious and pure self, like a god.

He defeated the imperial son.

The mood reached its peak.

Even the fear of the imperial mausoleum no longer exists. Yes, for these two thousand years, it was not the first emperor, not the imperial mausoleum, who had been trapping him. After comprehending this point, his mind was transparent and mellow, and he felt a sudden realization, as if those monks sitting on the cliff finally had an epiphany, wanted to cry and laugh, but in the end he slapped his palms and smiled, calm as water.

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He suddenly thought of a Buddhist word.

I have a pearl, and I have been locked in the dust for a long time; today, the dust is full of light, shining through the mountains and rivers.

Isn't this heart a pearl?

In the millennium dark room, the light will light up!

Enlightenment, even that will make it no longer important in his heart, he has completely let go, let go of the past, let go of the past, from now on, I am the only me, the real me, no past, not afraid of the past, really true God, upright me.

Then, he looked up.

I saw Emperor Shi.

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