Museum of Demons

Chapter 918 Secret Incantation

Wei Yuan's jade bead, which represents the essence accumulated by Emperor Hu [refining the fake and true] for tens of thousands of years, and, to a certain extent, a considerable part of it comes from the name [Yuxu] attached to it. coming impact.

Refining fakes really produced a top ten peak.

Even if there is only a trace of cause and effect mixed in.

This will get too huge feedback.

It directly detonated the big words that Emperor Hu had bragged for tens of thousands of years, and finally turned into this terrifying foundation through his power. Wei Yuan fixed the foundation of Xian with this foundation, and then frowned slightly, realizing that even if he supplemented the foundation, he still There are loopholes left, and the majestic background is still prone to leaking.

...Zhu Jiuyin, the attack is really ruthless.

This is directly taking away everything outside the realm.

Wei Yuan frowned and took half a step back.

The innumerable knowledge told by Emperor Wa in his mind surged, and immediately found the corresponding situation naturally, and the cause and effect flowed, constructing strange avenue runes one by one in the void, resonating with all things in the world, and then taking pictures of cats and tigers, because there are already The experience of suppressing the fruit of the path of foul air in oneself.

So this time it was done smoothly.

When Wei Yuan withdrew his hand, Xian's aura had gradually stabilized.

A trace of red flow appeared between the eyebrows.

Just like the manifestation of the power of Chishui.

Although it can't be compared with the previous top ten peak levels, at least it has stabilized, Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, that guy Fuxi can digest it by himself, and it will be fine for more than 1,500 years.

Think about it again, Emperor Wa directly gave three processing methods plus a whole set of basic knowledge.

Wei Yuan only felt that Emperor Wa was getting cuter and better.

Correspondingly, it sets off Fuxi's snake scum even further.

Hungry, Mom!

Tired, Mom!

I don't know how to do this, Mom! !

Wahuang, forever God!

Fuxi, eternal scum!

Lao Buzhou, the eternal Leziren, Leziren, Lezihun, and Leziren are all masters.

The premise is not to become fun yourself.

Seeing that Xian seemed to be consolidating his roots for a while, Wei Yuan simply meditated beside him to protect the Dharma. When the sky gradually darkened and the evening light was reflected on the sea, Xian opened his eyes along with the ripples.

Seeing Wei Yuan sitting on a cloud, he stretched out his finger.

A strand of hair dangled from the finger, and it fell to the surface of the water, causing ripples.

Concentrate and get ready to fish.

"How are you feeling?"

Wei Yuan didn't look back, and asked.

"Not bad, although the strength is not as good as before, but some lives have been saved."

Xian casually sat on the sea of ​​clouds next to him, stretched out his hand to support his chin, and said with a smile:

"Such a great kindness, the little girl will never forget it, I don't know how to repay it..."

"It's better..."

Wei Yuan flicked his wrist.

A sea beast as big as a human whale was caught directly.

"If you want to help, come and cook together."

The woman in Tsing Yi is full of smiles:

"I haven't finished talking yet, how about, um, in the next life, I will make a grass ring to repay you?"

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "On our side, only ugly heroes are treated like this."

"Oh? What does Tian Zun want?"

"nothing."

Wei Yuan looked gentle and calm, looked at the green-clothed dragon girl in front of him, and said: "Next time if there is still such a danger, you can send a message to me. You see, once you tell me about such a thing, there is a solution. If you hold back yourself, something will go wrong."

With a movement of his right hand, the giant beast that was comparable to a whale became smaller and smaller. In the end, he was only held by the Taoist, walking down the clouds like a carp. After a long time, he just clapped his hands and stood up, whispering to himself:

"……Pity."

……………………

Zhu Jiuyin, who was silently paying attention to enlightenment and the possible changes in the Ten Heavens Gate, raised his eyebrows at the place where the voicing and turbidity were decomposed. He could faintly hear heroic and domineering voices. In fact, there were many of them. The god who doesn't hold grudges selectively heard one sentence in it.

'That fellow Zhu Jiuyin, when I am free, I will definitely beat him up! '

'Free your hands and beat him up...'

'beat him……'

The phantom forehead of the Candle Shining Nine Nether Dragon twitched.

Faintly feel that the eye sockets are black and painful.

Subconsciously lifted the dragon claw upwards.

Then I realized that compared to the height of the dragon's head, the dragon's claws were too short.

The main body has short legs, can't reach the back, can't reach the chest, and can't even rub an eye.

His movements froze slightly, he raised his eyes and swept around, without anyone noticing, Zhuzhao Nine Serenity Dragon withdrew his right paw as gracefully and calmly as if nothing had happened before, a jade book appeared in the void, directly telling the words of the Taoist to Branded live.

【Whatever is said shall be known】

"Contract, reached."

"After that, I'll go and call you."

……………………

Wei Yuan cooked that sea beast himself, which was enough to satisfy the diet of this army.

It is not difficult to rely on cause and effect to do such complicated things.

Wei Yuan felt that when he was in the mortal world, he would be able to earn a lot of money by contracting the running water seats for rural banquets and save a lot of labor costs. The entire Qin army was deployed and marched towards the South China Sea, with Wei Yuan and Shi Yi leading the way. , he looked at the army behind him, and said:

"The South China Sea is dangerous, they really want to go?"

"Where is it not dangerous?"

Shi Yi's tone was cold: "Go and experience the highest standard of violence."

"Only then can we have a clear understanding of what we are going to do."

"We hold swords and walk on the earth, with a sword in one hand and a book in the other, for the sake of violence, the activities of one class overthrowing another class!"

Wei Yuan was thoughtful: "So, this is [practice]?"

A faint smile appeared on Shi Yi's face.

The tone is still Gujing Wubo:

"No investigation, no right to speak."

"The top ten peaks are destined to be unattainable. They are things that last forever like rules. But when you see the size of the world, you know how small you are, and then you understand yourself. How to live a meaningful life.”

"It's not a waste of time. You can have no regrets when you die."

"I have dedicated my whole life to the greatest cause of the Three Realms and Eight Desolations."

Shi Yi's tone was cold but determined.

Wei Yuan nodded his head and said, "I already know the size of the universe, but I still feel sorry for the green grass and trees."

A few days along the way, at the beginning, the scenery of the vast waves is actually very good, and you can see the scenery that is completely different from the seas of the world. The thunder and flames are a bit boring to watch.

They finally reached the waters of the South China Sea.

A vast stele stands in the void at the border of the South China Sea, soaring into the sky. This stele can be seen in different countries. It is solemn and magnificent. Its size and scale are not inferior to those seen by Wei Yuan in troubled times. Those weird buildings that I came to.

But it carries the heroic vastness unique to the Qing Dynasty.

Silently.

Eternal.

Both Yi Shi and Ah Xuan were shocked by such courage, and the thousand elite Qin soldiers fell into silence.

For a moment, he was shocked by this momentum and was speechless.

The Taoist stepped forward step by step, but the majestic arrogance of the stone tablet could not suppress him. He looked at the stone tablet, holding the wine in one hand, and suddenly recited in a long voice:

"Contained in the earth, between Liuhe, and within the four seas, the sun and the moon are used to illuminate them, the stars are used to pass through them, and the four seasons are used to record them. They are based on the age of Tai, and they are born by gods. I can make it through."

Without even looking at it, he recited the words on the stone tablet that were covered by the thick breath.

Ah Xuan said: "Have you seen it before, the owner?"

Wei Yuan said: "You can't say that, I'm just a little familiar with it."

He poured down the wine, then walked across the majestic stone wall, and replied: "After all, this stone tablet."

"I engraved it."

recorded in—

"Shan Hai Jing Overseas South Classic" - the first volume.

It's just that when it was recorded back then, it also experienced the help of King Yu and Nvjiao.

Of course, the writing was actually written by Qi.

But looking at it now, I have a completely different idea and understanding from when I simply recorded it back then—what is contained in the earth is Houtu; between Liuhe is Buzhou Mountain; Taking the sun and the moon, passing through the stars, is the emperor of heaven.

Ji Zhi used the four seasons as the two emperors of Shu and Shu, who speeded up the years.

Take the etheric age——

It is the Queen Mother of the West who implies the five fierce and five disabled.

"Born by gods, their shapes are different, and they may die or live, but only saints can know the way..."

Only saints can understand it.

He looked at this sentence, flicked his sleeve robe, and the words with the same charm as the words on the stone tablet suddenly added a word, a stroke, and the charm was long, without being broken and disturbed, only the sound of clicking and clicking continued, The Taoist nodded and said, "Let's go."

Go see Zhu Rong.

Vulcan!

See what's in this always self-imposed South China Sea.

Ah Xuan was stunned, and quickly stepped forward to catch up. His footsteps paused. When he passed the stele, he raised his head and saw that the dust and smoke had cleared away. There was no change in the row of steles, except for a simple symbol. , let the meaning of the last sentence change instantly.

Only saints, people, can understand the way!

Not long after entering the South China Sea, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows.

He already felt an aura that made his body feel comfortable and familiar, and made his own consciousness feel disliked.

foul air?

Wei Yuan held the Chang'an sword.

Suddenly there were hoarse and dry birdsongs in front of them, with disturbing and tranced screams, the Qinyuan bird, which was far away from Wei Yuan, let out a muffled grunt, and suddenly fell forward , and then a Qin Jun with the blood of a certain divine bird.

Crash!

Shi Yi pulled the two together.

Even Feng Siyu covered his forehead, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Little Taoist priest, I don't like this place."

As Wei Yuan stepped forward, his Qi flowed, directly resisting the singing of birds in front of him.

Looking back, I saw that the Qin army was being carried by Shi Yi with one hand, with his limbs hanging down, and the equally dizzy Qinyuan bird was directly carried by Shi Yi, supported by one hand, and formed a shape with the Qin army soldiers who were being carried. sharp contrast.

Hmm, maybe... a stark contrast?

He glanced at Qin Yuan, whose cheeks were in close contact with the armor because he was wearing armor.

I saw a stiff-necked expression on the girl's face.

Wei Yuan silently added a few words in his heart.

Sweeping the sleeve robe, the fog that you encountered when you stepped into the South China Sea in front of you paused, and then swept back towards the back, and then a huge corpse knelt down in front of everyone, with a tall body, but the point is.

The corpse had three heads.

The turbid air around the corpse overflowed, and the ominous flames continued to flow.

And Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw the true faces of the birds. The large flames blocked the road ahead. He saw that they only had one foot, but they were extremely hot, and said slowly: "Bi Fangniao... ..."

Bi Fangniao, see that there is a calamity of fire.

For evil.

They are powerful alien beasts, and they pose a certain degree of danger when they gather in groups.

"The bird in the middle is probably the elders of Bi Fang who have lived for thousands of years. It is extremely terrifying."

Yi Shi looked at Bi Fangniao, whose feathers were turning white in the distance, with nervous eyes.

Especially that Bifang bird has turned into the limit state of this family - it is a bird with a human face.

This is actually close to the realm of a fierce god.

It can be seen that it is ancient!

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, and looked at those Bi Fangniao occupying the front, occupying the place where the turbidity is the most abundant. If he wanted to see the situation of the turbidity, he had to drive them away, and then he looked at how long the turbidity was alive. The thousand-year-old Bi Fangniao thought about it and said, "I have a way to disperse them."

"It's a spell that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"It should work."

Yi Shi was slightly stunned, but then overjoyed, this kind of Bi Fangniao also came in groups, and they were the most troublesome opponents of armored soldiers like them.

Quickly asking for advice, the Taoist stretched out his hand to let the young general listen to him, and said:

"My magic spell will definitely work. Later, you will make these thousand soldiers of the Qin army form an army formation, open their mouths in unison, and drink three times, which is enough to force them back. Don't worry about that old guy, the more ancient opponent , the more terrifying the effect of this spell will be."

"yes!"

Yi Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

These ferocious beasts all follow one point - the older they are, the more power they have absorbed.

The purer the blood, the stronger it is! .

This mantra is useful to those ancient people, so it must be extremely mysterious!

He was very respectful in his heart and asked:

"Dare to ask the secret of this spell, what is it?"

"Is this the secret spell? Listen carefully—"

The corners of the Taoist's mouth curled up slightly, then he looked at the thousands-year-old Da Bifang over there, and said softly:

"King Yu."

"dinner time."

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