Museum of Demons Chapter 844

"Master of the Ruins, you..., Xiyuan, I think you should have some strength."

"However, the strength of the Lord of the Ruins is far beyond your imagination, and you are not an opponent yet."

Lei Zu was stunned by the white-haired Taoist's big words, and even shook his head with a smile and politely rejected the Taoist's kindness, but he had always advanced and retreated in a moderate way, but the rather gentle Taoist seemed a little tougher at this moment: "Not yet. After comparing, how can you know that it is not an opponent?"

"I don't know how he and Di Jun, Fuxi, Buzhoushan?"

Lei Zu said: "Of course not an opponent..."

"Then, we can compare."

The white-haired and red-eyed woman couldn't help laughing, and said: "The East China Sea Great Valley under the command of the Lord of the Ruins has countless changes in the life and death of small worlds, and the magical powers are unparalleled in the world, don't play around."

"Small world..."

The white-haired Taoist muttered to himself, "Is that so?"

The five fingers are slightly open, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the sky and the ground are supported, the six virtuals travel around, and the innate gossip appears one by one.

turned into a small world.

Then the palms are closed, and this short-lived sword qi world annihilates and dissipates.

The white-haired and red-eyed woman was absent-minded, her pupils contracted.

The Taoist man with green clothes and white hair, with a laid-back temperament, said apologetically, "I'm good at swordsmanship and brutality, but I'm not very good at creating life and death, um... a little bit of manual labor, but, is this all right? "

Lei Zu slowly raised his eyes and looked at the white-haired Taoist man in front of him: "Who are you..."

"Tu Shanbu, Yuan, the real thing."

The white-haired Taoist was decisive.

Leizu's red pupils radiated a glazed streamer, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand. The Taoist glanced at the jade talisman, knowing that it was a dragon ball that could reflect people's hearts and distinguish the true from the false, and added with a smile: "No. But it belongs to the Tushan tribe, and its name is on top of the Tushan tribe's genealogy, it is an absolute direct descendant."

"Also, I'm the younger brother of the Qingqiu King of Tushan Department."

Everything Wei Yuan said came from his heart.

Quickly came to the conclusion -

is the truth.

After a while, Wei Yuan, who had obtained the method of identifying the breath of the master of returning to the ruins from the ancestors, left the shop of the ancestors, walked out, and bought some clothes by the way. It's like going out.

The master of the guardhouse pondered.

When was this habit formed?

I am so poor, why do I have such a bad habit of spending money so easily?

The white-haired and red-eyed Lei Zu watched the man who called himself the Tu Shan clan leave, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze.

She was reluctant to tell Yu Weiyuan where the Lord of the Returned Ruins was.

It was because he was the first-level powerhouse of the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. Compared with Xing Tian Chiyou back then, he was only strong but not weak. He was also similar in strength to Xuanyuan who was holding the Xuanyuan sword and was in the state of the emperor. The youth of the mountain range revealed the aftertaste of sword energy.

The swordsmanship is already on top of Xuanyuan.

It is enough to crusade the Lord of the Ruins.

"But... King Tu Shan's younger brother, is there such a strong existence among his brothers? Could it be said that Tu Shan's tribe also has such a background? He is also good at medical skills..." Lei Zu pondered for a long time, and took a talisman. Thoughtful.

"The Shennong Whip has always been silent, and will be in the selection range of the Lord of the Shennong Whip in the future."

"Let's also add Tu Shanbu to it..."

"Unfortunately... the gods choose the master."

"In this case, it is regarded as a gamble to see if a younger generation can wake up this magic weapon."

 …

"Are you serious, from Tu Shan?"

"nature."

The white-haired Taoist pressed his eyebrows, recalling the question Lei Zu had just now, and answered again in his heart.

Very happily repeating this answer.

Even Leizu, who obviously had some means of identifying people's hearts, couldn't see anything wrong, because I really came from Tushan and Qingqiu, and as I just said, It is the younger brother of the Tushan King, who is listed on the family tree.

My words, Wei Yuan, are true. Unlike that scum snake, I really treat people with sincerity.

Just didn't tell the truth.

Ok…

Tu Shanbu is real.

Sister Tu Shan is also true.

Just not in this era.

The white-haired Taoist returned to his house. The girl Xian was not here. It seemed that he was out touring the scenery with the bear clan. The next brief letterhead.

Probably he was going out and doing something.

It will be back soon, and those who have lost their memory should not run around.

The white-haired Taoist retracted his fingers, rearranged his thoughts once in his heart, and turned to leave.

The words circulated endlessly in the void, and finally disappeared slowly, turning into a state that only Xian Xian himself would appear here. Wei Yuan also left a letter to Zhuanxu. Unfortunately, during this time, Zhuanxu, Xuanyuan, Gonggong is in a state where Shenlong sees the beginning but not the end, so Wei Yuan has to wait for the opportunity to give it to him later.

but…

Returning to the Lord of the Ruins?

The characteristics should be somewhat similar to the end of the universe, so when fighting, you can't give him the slightest leeway, pour out all of your own power in one breath, and kill it violently... if you can.

Although he promised to kill him.

But that guy is probably not that easy to kill...

Be prepared to not kill the opponent immediately.

The white-haired Taoist is constantly thinking about **** the Lord of the Ruins, who has been bewitched by the concept of the four evils. He has changed into the posture of Yuxu Yuanshi. Walking in this past era, Youxiong has unknowingly walked to the weapon again. library there.

After thinking about it, I walked in.

Inside, the gray-haired Cangjie was still looking at the tortoise shell and slate in his hand. He heard a sound, raised his head, and saw that the white-haired Taoist who had been there before was coming again. The old man had a good sense of him, laughing. Nodding his head, he said:

"Are you coming to get weapons again?"

"No, just to chat a few words." The Taoist shook his head.

"I just don't know if it bothers you."

"Haha, it's rare for anyone to come and talk to the old man, is that what your former friend said?" Cang Jie laughed and invited him in.

"No, it's not..."

The white-haired Taoist looked at the jade slates around him, smiled, and said, "I want, um... to explain my understanding, you don't need to ask, and for some reason, I can't explain it, just take it as... I Just muttering something to yourself here, you just happened to hear it."

"Oh?" Cang Jie stroked his beard in surprise and nodded.

Wei Yuan had already tried it, and it was too much to explain.

However, based on the existing knowledge of this era, it is possible to reduce the interference of fate to the limit.

The white-haired Taoist lifted the hem of his clothes, sat upright, and said slowly: "I will start with the theory of the five elements of the senior Guiyu District, and tell a little about the understanding of the poor Tao..." The Taoist closed his eyes, as if he had turned the Tao on the previous year, and put himself comprehension fully revealed.

Because these things were passed down from Guiyu District, also known as Dahong's ancestors, who died before, and did not attract much backlash, but Cangjie didn't care at first, he and Guiyu District were also young when they were young. Xuanyuan's subordinates are ministers, and they already know each other's theories very well.

But slowly, as the white-haired Taoist continued to speak, the smile on the old man's face slowly solidified.

This, this is—! !

It is based on the theory of the five elements in the Guiyu District, but it is far more mysterious and unpredictable.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders, no, it is far more indescribable than these. The old man's eyes lit up, and the light of the oil lamp next to him seemed to brighten a little. Back to the way he was when he was young, his heart was beating fast in his chest.

With a bang, he swept the slate and jade books that were so precious to the ground.

Holding the carving knife in his right hand, he directly engraved words on the table. Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly. After the old man was ready, he continued to speak slowly, saying that all he said was only about "The Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine". The content is the part of Guiyu District and Xuanyuan's theory of Taoism.

But in fact, it is based on this to explain its own way.

He couldn't explain it, otherwise it would inevitably detonate the backlash of the years, and he didn't even read the words recorded by Cangjie. Outside was the original story of Yan Huang, the branches and leaves spread, pedestrians and children running. .

Inside the house on the side of the road is a white-haired Taoist man sitting cross-legged on a futon.

It was a pale old man with a carving knife in his hand.

The Tao is very good. When the Taoist said his own Tao once, the old man just recorded the last stroke. Cangjie's white hair was wet with sweat, the Taoist looked at the old man and said, "...I don't know the record. How many percent?"

Cangjie sighed: "What your Excellency said is too esoteric. It's a pity. If Guiyu District is here, you will definitely be able to comprehend more. What I wrote down is only 30%, or even less than 30%..."

"And I don't know why, although the old man understands the mystery of what you said, he can't fully repeat it, so he has to rewrite it again based on the old man's own understanding."

"So much the better…"

The white-haired Taoist stood up and said, "If we record all of them, we will all be out of luck."

"Besides, although I am not a talented person, it took too long and too long to get to this point. I have experienced life and death again and again, and my path is not so easy to take down. If you say Recording it all in one breath, it is estimated that no one can get started."

Cang Jie asked, "...I don't know this book, but does it have a name?"

"It's just Yu Xu... oh, forget it."

The white-haired Taoist paused slightly, shook his head, and laughed at himself: "I won't cause trouble to the old man, just pretend that the poor Taoist has never been here. This scripture relies on the name of Emperor Xuanyuan, I remember his theory of Taoism. , and also understand."

The study of Huang Lao.

Cangjie was slightly startled.

Ji Xuanyuan, said? That fool? ! When does he...

Before he opened his mouth to ask, the Taoist looked outside and suddenly fluttered his sleeves. A majestic gas turned into a small world sword formation and blocked the door. Cangjie was puzzled. The white-haired Taoist took a breath and resisted the surroundings. The power of cause and effect, said:

"I have the four major roads in the domain, I am afraid I can only demonstrate it for you once."

"Look!"

The four major domains in the domain are heaven, earth, Tao, and people.

After a while, the small world formation formed by the sword energy dissipated, Cangjie's face was pale, and he seemed to return to the era of the confrontation between gods and demons. …”

This time, I'm afraid we won't see each other again.

Leaving an inheritance for future generations can be considered to have secretly changed the past.

reversed fate.

After a long time, Cangjie came back to his senses, stepped out of the house, and saw that under the big tree, there was a road leading to Xiong's family, and the white-haired Taoist stood on the road, with black wooden hairpins, white hair hanging down, stretched out. He caught the fallen leaves at the intersection with his hands, his expression was gentle, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cang Jie murmured, "... Dao, Dao?"

The old man turned around abruptly, leaned down and rummaged through, and finally found a shattered one with human oracle bone inscriptions on it. , suddenly had inspiration.

Using a carving knife again, in the center of the pictograph at the four-way intersection, a new character appeared, representing thinking [head], and adding [stop], which represented walking.

It is no longer a simple four-way intersection.

It is to walk in it and think about the [Dao] that is the true way of heaven.

The old man looked at the words on the table, and after a long time he came back to his senses, UU reading www.uukanshu. Although com doesn't understand why this Taoist who has left his own inheritance has to use the name of Huangdi Xuanyuan, is it because he is avoiding something, or does he really care about these false names?

But Cangjie still added some Xuanyuan's military rule to the text he transcribed.

For example, a traitor is born in a country, and when it moves, it will collapse.

But thinking of the four powers in the realm revealed by the Taoist, Cangjie couldn't help but be absent-minded for a long time, sighing for a long time, and added a line of text to this book—

The sky sends murderous intentions, and the stars move to change places; the earth sends murderous intentions, and dragons and snakes rise to the ground.

Murderer...

The old man recalled that the Taoist held the sky with one hand, and then turned the sky with power. The record is as follows.

Heaven and earth repeat!

Heaven and man coexist, ten thousand transformations set the foundation, and are the Tao.

Outside, the white-haired Taoist restrained his thoughts and whispered to himself:

"I have tried my best, so my fate should have changed..."

Cang Jie stroked the words he recorded, but unfortunately these words were recorded by him after listening to the Taoist's words, and then recorded them in his own words. The subtleties were difficult to read. It is yin; wonderfully combined with the Dao, the name is the symbol."

"The scriptures are the eternal law."

"Pretending to be entrusted to Xuanyuan, it was named..."The Classic of Yin Fu of the Yellow Emperor"."

The white-haired Taoist let go of the green leaves and walked out of Xuanyuan Qiu.

Has... changed the established destiny?

Did the words he left behind touch the cultivators of later generations?

The Taoist who had done his best no longer cared, he just looked forward with his sword, and when the fallen leaves fell on the ground, they had already turned into light and left—

Return to the Lord of the Ruins.

When to die.

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