Museum of Demons Chapter 598

After all, the impact of the tombs in the tomb of the woman is huge.

The little Taoists were dumbfounded.

I always say that my own myth is powerful, and you have the ability to make mythical characters fight a fight!

Sorry, we really hit it.

After Wei Yuan meditated, he thought it would be better not to bring it with him, saying:

"What about the mythological concepts that these North Indian gods are good at? There are always one or two, right?"

"For example, the particularly powerful concept of the creation of the world by Ka, the concept of reincarnation."

"The cycle of reincarnation in their mythology is divided into four stages by Kayana, Gili Toyuga, Tredoyuga, Defabodijia, and Kaliyuga. The four-yuga time is shortened in turn, and the moral and physical conditions of people are shortened. It is also lowered one by one until the final creation."

The old man was silent, then awkwardly answered:

"You know, Wei Yuan, the original ancient Indian civilization was destroyed after a thousand years."

"After fighting and merging, they became the people at the bottom. Those who destroyed them created a new civilization, and then after a period of time, in the middle of the 6th century BC, to Cyrus the Great, the founder of the Persian Empire. Went out."

"Then after a while, Darius the Great invaded again. These two times are too close, in fact, they can be considered to be together."

"Then it was given by Alexander the Great in the 4th century BC."

"That was the end of the God's dynasty more than two thousand years ago, and it was the stage of creation and perfection of epic mythology."

Wei Yuan was silent: "So, the reason for the four reincarnations of Yuka is..."

The veteran Taoist watched his nose, his nose and his heart: "Since the civilization of ancient India was destroyed, it was regarded as the first Yuka node. After that, it experienced three times of destruction and occupation, so it was divided into four stages."

Wei Yuan: "Youjia's time is getting shorter and shorter..."

The old man coughed: "The interval after each invasion is getting shorter and shorter, more than a thousand years, a thousand years, a few hundred years, two hundred years."

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "The people's morals and quality of life are degraded."

The old man was silent and asked, "Will foreign rulers treat them well?"

"The four creations after Yuga are..."

Zhang Ruosu said: "Because after being rubbed, King Ashoka appeared and created the Maurya Dynasty."

"But after him, there is no unity."

Wei Yuan was silent and suddenly said:

"So, the origin of the four reincarnations is because they were rubbed back and forth three times before the perfect gods of the mythology. A line and three nodes are divided into four civilization stages, and each stage is getting shorter and shorter, and the ruler is right. They are getting worse and worse, so in mythology it is said that morality is lowered?"

"The source of this situation and statement is in the sixth century BC, that is to say, during the Spring and Autumn Period of China, what must be said was before the first emperor ruled the world, and the side next door, if said to have been conquered many times, the next generation of rulers Enslaving the previous generation, and then enslaving the previous generation."

"So four castes..."

"Well, the four Indian surnames are arranged according to the shade of skin color. I remember that the brothers of Alexander the Great are expensive, are they quite white? Like Brahmins, the Persians on Cyrus the Great's side are also quite white. , But not better than Alexander, just like Kshatriya, haha..."

The old man was silent, coughed, and said embarrassingly: "Although mythology reflects history, everyone is an ancient civilization. You Wei Yuan, you save some face...features, features, ancient Indian gods, this, features."

The two were silent.

Then he picked up the millet porridge and touched it.

Same voice: "Features."

Wei Yuan was meditating, still planning to inquire about the possibility of mythological concepts, knowing himself and knowing his opponents in all battles, and casually said: "Is there any similarity in the murals left by the ancient Indian gods? It's like ours here..."

"I know that many gods and gods will burn their own culture and mythology on murals."

The old man shook his head and said, "I've seen it, it's useless."

"The ancient Indian **** system called the man's special organ linga."

"The woman's called Yuni."

"Call it yoga."

"Are all the murals painted in their temples are ancient yoga yellow essays, are they useful?"

"…………you saw it?"

"Ahem, what are you talking about, Master Weiguan? Poor Dao was the only one who lived there when he was young. It was also a young man who was cool, descending from demons with swords and slaying demons. That's the majesty and righteous way, dabbling in the inheritance sects of the world and the various factions, how can you look at such pickled things!"

"How is the drawing?"

"generally."

Wei Yuan was silent.

Zhang Ruosu was silent.

I raised my head stiffly, and saw a young man from Tu Shan sitting cross-legged, holding a recording pen in his hand, shaking his body, with a vixen-like smile at the corner of his mouth, as if the fox's tail behind appeared happily Shake around.

Of course, the little Taoist priests nearby had already been confused with illusions.

The young man put the recording pen in his sleeve.

"Well, you say, I'm listening."

Yuan was a prisoner of war when he was young.

Zhang Ruosu twitched his mouth and said, "...Anyway, I will think about it again."

Immediately he sighed: "Even in fairy tales, there are elements of reality. The mythology naturally reveals civilization itself. In the four ancient gods, the remaining murals in the four ancient gods represent many things and represent their respective tendencies. ."

The illusions of the little Taoists were relieved, and they were also very interested in these ancient myths.

The old Dao said casually: "For example, the murals of the Western gods are the great gods descending on the world, or the world is guilty and needs the gods to answer, about this number of ways; in ancient Egypt, it is the harmony and unity of the gods and the people, and the pharaoh is The gods on the earth, the people are servants of the gods, respect death, nature, and believe that the corpse will be reborn if it does not rot, and finally a mummy appears."

"And the ancient Indian gods, they are the most powerful."

"Man must obey God."

He said: "For example, they said that Sakyamuni was actually the incarnation of Vishnu."

"Do you know why?"

The old man smiled but did not smile: "Sakyamuni said all beings are equal."

"They said that Shakyamuni was the incarnation of Vishnu, a demonic form."

"To say that the Buddha wants all beings to be equal is to encourage demons and villains to despise the Veda and abandon the caste system."

"Guide them to self-destruct."

Wei Yuan's words are concise and concise: "Slavery is deep."

"Hopeless."

The old man said casually: "Anyway, the mess over there, Vishnu or something, sword Rama or something, shouldn't be your opponent, Indian mythology is too bragging, and I didn't know how to get up on the Shenzhou side. Said Luohu, the devil's ancestor."

"Luohu is just an asura in the Indian myth "Mahabharata", stealing the dregs of the gods who were beheaded by a son of Vishnu, and somehow he was a bit famous in China."

"And the so-called army of Gods led by the Triassic of Vishnu has only left nine characters in China."

Wei Yuan whispered.

At that time, the Shen Dynasty Shang Dynasty was only the part after leaving the mountains and seas.

The more he thought about it, the more headache he got, and he sighed:

"It's numb, a comparison of mythology and history...Why is the Shendai of Shenzhou difficult in hell?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said: "I understood this matter when I traveled to the old Taoist priest when I was young. For example..." He looked at a seven or eight-year-old Taoist next to him and said, "The oldest sun in China. What is it?"

The little Taoist was at a loss: "Golden Crow Bird, it was shot to death by Da Yi."

"Then what if there is a mountain **** blocking the way?"

Another little Taoist said without hesitation: "Move the mountain."

"Are there world-destroying floods?"

"Cure him!"

"What if the sky is split?"

"Make up?!"

A bunch of little Taoist priests looked at the old master with pity, "Uncle Shi, did you drink too much and finally burned your brain?", while the old Dao turned to look at Wei Yuan, spread his hands, and said blankly: "Understood? "

He stroked his beard and said weirdly:

"A guess, not necessarily correct..."

"Maybe for our gods, this is also **** difficulty?"

"For example, the sun god, I have never seen more tyrannical than Shenzhou, and I have never seen it, even more humble than Shenzhou..."

Wei Yuan thought.

Western sun god: I, strong, handsome, bring light, twelve lord gods, illuminate everything!

Ancient Egyptian sun god: I am Ra, I am the strongest god, I am the **** of gods, the highest majesty!

Ancient Indian God System Sun God: Dominates everything in motion and stillness! Dominate the gods!

I hold the heaven and the earth to make it permanent!

Ancient American God System Sun God: Me! The last epoch-the ruler of the "Four Changes"!

Person of God of War!

Shenzhou Sun God: Ahhhhh! Help! Mom, open the shield, quickly open the shield! There is a giant who is chasing me with a cane, oh oh oh...

The second law of Shenzhou Sun God:

The giant Kuafu is dead, happy too.

Ahhhhh, help.

Oh oh oh, a man came out to take revenge and shot all nine brothers to death with arrows!

The third bullet of the Shenzhou Sun God:

Oooh, another guy from Shenzhou ran out and ate all the brothers for a barbecue!

In addition, it tastes good and fragrant.

It is as if a bunch of muscular dogs surround a weeping dog.

However, the actual combat ability--

Hindu **** sun god: I was caught by Hanuman and ran below the nest, blocked by the sea god, and gave a small report to Vishnu.

Western sun god: one of the twelve gods, but relatively unlucky. He often gets slapped and is often broken in love. The woman he likes would rather become a tree and a sunflower than he would be nice to him. So he is good at playing music, and sings because he is broken in love. He is good at fighting, and his combat method is elegant shooting.

Ancient Egyptian sun god: the great, graceful father god, was the first and oldest pharaoh.

China: Ten days volley I will destroy the sky and the earth, hahahahaha I am the son of the emperor!

Comparing it from top to bottom, the picture is extremely tragic.

Wei Yuan thought.

Zhang Ruosu was meditating.

"I say………"

Whisper the old way.

"Is our family myth running a little bit off?"

Wei Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "It's true, but I probably know what's going on."

"Have you heard of the logic of thinking? It is also called the stamp of thought."

"Science fiction concept, what's wrong?"

"Well, I can probably think that when facing some problems, I will make a determination without thinking, such as eating hungry or drinking water when I am thirsty. It is almost an instinct that is imprinted in the blood. I seem to have discovered that people on our side All have this stuff."

"Even the children of Shenzhou are different from other civilizations."

"When we talk about the sun god, we feel that the sun **** can be shot instead of bowing down, and we will move away instead of bowing under the pressure of a mountain."

"When the sky is split, I will not think it is a divine punishment but to solve it."

"Which **** says we were born guilty, we just set the table to **** him."

"The so-called flood of gods we think is to seal off the gods instead of resigning to fate."

"And the one who did all this..."

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

Think about it carefully, why didn't you notice before, Yanhuang, Li Min, Huaxia.

This is what countless people said on the lips, put it in the past, isn't it...

Yandi Shennong, Huangdi Xuanyuan, Jiuli Chiyou, Xia Yuwen Mingming.

This gang of ancient bacon men's groups was once all-in-one, and the name of the gods?

He seemed to see those old men of the gods who were meditating back then, thinking that he was about to die. Should he leave something for his descendants? In the end, I probably decided that I would die anyway, and I couldn't keep anything, so I just kept the will and the like.

Then he directly pressed the head iron gene and the rebellious rebellion into the Yanhuang bloodline DNA, directly inheriting the head iron and the hard bones that could not be kneeling down. By the way, Shennong said that he would also add vegetables. Chi You said that he was robbing territory and there was not enough space. big.

'Even if it's a god, kill him if you don't accept it. '

'After killing him, grab his place to grow vegetables. '

Set directly to Yanhuang factory settings.

Engrave the DNA.

In addition, "Yanhuang must be the strongest, Shenzhou must be the most powerful in the world"

This was carved by Ji Xuanyuan in a sneaky way.

Joining the fun to eat melons, Wei Yuan suspected that some unlucky deeds passed down.

For example, Bu Zhou Mountain, Bu Zhou Mountain, or Bu Zhou Mountain.

After the incident, Master and the First Emperor continued to add 'private goods' to the factory settings.

'My family should have a good time and be nice to others. By the way, if others don't listen to you for the second time, you can cut him off.'

'Shenzhou must be unified, I'm sorry if I lose a piece of land'

In the end, Wei Yuan and the old Taoist chatted with each other for a long time, and finally found a shame, and found that the focus was on powers such as protection. The old man sighed: "Don't worry, when you go out, we will continue for you. To find information."

"Besides, you really don't need a second ticket?"

"No."

Wei Yuan received a ticket, but he didn't have any support for that guy, so he pulled it out directly from the dream.

Just use one ticket.

He finished the millet porridge and got up. The old man smiled and said:

"How much is an ancient civilization, at least following the name of a country of etiquette."

Wei Yuan said: "It's a nation of courtesy and justice."

After he left, the little Taoist asked in doubt: "Are you going to talk gently and well?"

"Ah? Who said that?"

"Aren't you talking about courtesy?"

The old man couldn't help laughing loudly: "Who said that politeness is gentle and gentle, and swallowed?"

"Ritual is just a way of dealing with people, there are different kinds of occasions."

He stroked the child's head and smiled and said, "Besides, if it's courtesy?"

The old man constricted his eyes and smiled:

"Then why is it in China's most famous ritual vessel."

"One is Yue and the other is a halberd?!"

Yue, halberd!

It is a weapon that ordinary people cannot match.

Sacrifice and Rong.

Si is a courtesy.

The air tickets given by the old Taoist priests are the kind that can be cashed at any time.

Wei Yuan went directly to the airport.

In the VIP lounge, I started to dry the food directly~www.mtlnovel.com~ In the museum, Wei Yuan was sleeping soundly yesterday, and the poor vodka lady was so angry that she burst her liver, and the output was amazing. Posture picture, a thin and beautiful girl wearing a size one-size T-shirt, stepping on a cotton mop under her feet, holding the digital tablet in her arms, rubbing her eyes and walking forward.

Open the door and bump into a embrace without notice.

"Tsk, it's you again, water ghost, this smell!"

The vodka empress looked up uncomfortably, and was stunned.

Outside is a young man wearing a black baseball shirt and over 1.8 meters tall, with frizzy hair, sharp and messy eyebrows, white headphones hanging around his neck, frowning, and a pair of pupils seemingly deep. There was Jinmang, and said: "Water ghost?"

"Then who?"

The vodka girl stammered speechless.

The jealous young man directly grabbed the delicate girl's head with his big hands, leaned down and looked at it, then pushed the girl's head away with expressionless expression, raised her head and glanced, and said:

"Where is the potter? My Lord is here!"

"You come out for me!"

"Aren't you going to India to make a copy?!"

His gaze freezes, frowning.

Did not feel the existence of that familiar breath.

The water ghost just stood up with a yawn, and was stunned when he saw the jealous young man.

The two raised their eyebrows together.

"Familiar breath..."

At this moment.

Departure hall.

The Master Wei Guan raised his hand:

"Hello, give me another copy of this package."

PS: The first one today............

There may be three shifts, but it is not certain, contemplative.

Although I usually don't go out very much, but after being blocked by the BUFF, I will feel bored inexplicably. At this time, the keyboard is there calling to me, entering the intermittent stage of complacency.

Chapter end