Museum of Demons

When Zhuanxu sensed the change in the internal formation and hurried over, he saw the crowd surrounding him and felt a sense of sadness. Stuff it inside.

"Give way!"

"Get out of the way, don't block here!"

"Don't squeeze me, let me in!"

When Zhuanxu, covered in sweat and blood, finally squeezed into the crowd, he was so tired that he was out of breath and said, "Daoist, what's the matter? I feel that there is..."

Zhuanxu's voice stopped abruptly.

He saw a picture that he could never forget in his life.

The girl sitting there was holding a blood-stained Taoist, her eyes were empty, and the bloodstains at the corners of her eyes were like the most beautiful rouge in the world, but the pair of dark golden child holes were even more hollow, like a delicate and lifeless puppet. people.

Even Emperor Zhuanxu, who has since ascended to the top and dominated the world, still feels blocked in his heart and silent for a long time every time he recalled the events of today.

The girl's eyes fell on Zhuanxu's body, but Zhuanxu didn't dare to look at her again, he avoided her eyes, and heard a hollow voice:

"he died…"

At this time, the congenital turbid qi that was defeated by the Taoist trembled again, radiating a trace of vitality, and the ground shook like a sharp blade, tearing towards the girl's neck, and the girl double-edged. Tong stared at the move that was destined to kill him, and did not evade it any longer.

He just squeezed the Daoist's icy body tighter.

Zhuanxu's complexion suddenly changed, and he stepped forward: "Be careful!"

However, with his strength, he was completely unable to stop this move, and he could only watch this scene unfold in front of his eyes, but just when the turbid air was about to swallow the girl, a slender, white palm with clear joints suddenly appeared, directly Grab this turbid move and hold it in the palm of your hand.

Then the five fingers are clasped together, and the wrist is turned over.

The turbid air revived by the collapse of Buzhou Mountain directly dissipated like smoke and turned into powder. Every grain of powder was completely discharged into the river at a different time, completely cutting off the possibility of returning again. Zhuanxu was stunned, and then saw it. There stood a tall young man with a cold expression.

His brows and facial features were cold and picturesque, but at a glance he could see that he was a man, his gray robe was slightly drooping, and his temperament was cold and distant.

"What are you going to do? Are you willing to die?"

The man didn't care about Zhuanxu and the human race next to him at all. A pair of dark-golden vertical boys just like the girl looked down at her. The girl hugged the Taoist's body and said, "...Can you save him?"

The gray-robed man said coldly, "Save him? The soul has been broken, and the true spirit has been scattered, how can we save him?"

The surrounding human races are all blocked from perception, invisible and unknowable.

The girl asked, "Isn't there a place where souls can gather naturally?"

"Now, not yet..." The gray-robed man looked at her and replied.

The girl's eyes lit up with a hint of brilliance, and said, "Do you have a solution?!"

"Perhaps."

"But, why should I help you...?"

The gray-robed man looked playful. The dark-gold vertical boy represented the highest-ranking dragon **** in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations. There was no trace of temperature in it, just joking and cold: "Give me a reason."

The girl was silent for a long time, and she was sitting on the ground, slowly bowing her head towards the gray-robed man:

"I beg you…"

"save him."

Seeing her like this, the man in gray robe looked at the Taoist with an icy killing intent, but he didn't reveal the slightest bit, and said sternly, "Creating a place to collect souls is no easy task, just beg... "

"not enough."

The girl raised her eyes and said, "I was born from your foundation."

"After he recovers."

"I would like to become a part of your foundation and strength again."

"you!!"

The gray-robed man leaned over to look at the girl whose eyebrows and facial features were somewhat similar to his own, and said slowly:

"Do you know, what are you doing? Your consciousness was born by reversing yin and yang, the reversal of yin and yang is lifted, the foundation dissipates, and there is no place for you in this world. When your consciousness dissipates, there is no true spirit, which is no different from death. ."

"You are just born not long ago, and you have never experienced world events, so you are moved by it."

The girl whispered:

"It was originally saved by him, but now he just returned it."

The gray-robed man nodded slowly, as always, without leaving the slightest leeway, said:

"Okay...then, swear."

"Swear to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, if he recovers, you will return and give up your foundation."

In the end, the gray-robed man left Xuanyuanqiu directly, left the hinterland of the human race, and saw the Emperor Wa who was preparing to mend the sky. He was recovering from his injuries, but Xian also fled because of her deep sleep, if not before enlightenment Come noisy, she will not wake up in this era.

"Emperor Wa."

The gray-robed man looked at his friend and said in a calm tone, "I agreed to what you said before and that you wanted me to help."

The soft beauty sighed in relief and said, "The sky is in the northwest, and the ground sinks in the southeast."

"Then, Candle Dragon, you are where the earth collapses, supporting the world that was born there."

"The mountains do not grow grass, the peaks do not penetrate the sky, the mountains do not allow visitors, the caves do not accept clouds, and the streams do not flow."

"Nine is the extreme number, so it is called the land of nine secluded places."

The gray-robed man nodded.

The woman suddenly asked: "Candle Dragon, are you from the human race? Did you ever see a white-haired human race, wearing a white robe, with blood on it... It seems that he solved it before returning to the ruins. , After the accident in Buzhoushan, it was he who supported the heaven and the earth and held on until I came."

"I can't thank him enough yet."

The gray-robed man paused for a moment and said, "He's dead."

The gentle smile on the woman's face solidified and disappeared.

 …

The calamity of Tianbeng was temporarily stopped, but the human race also paid a huge and tragic price - Xuanyuan Hill was damaged so much that it was almost unusable. The place to sing has come to a time when it must be abandoned.

The death of Emperor Xuanyuan and the disappearance of the Human Sovereign Gonggong brought huge things to deal with, and these things almost all weighed on Zhuanxu's body, causing him to be so busy that his scalp was numb, his feet could not touch the ground, Can't rest all day.

I just finished dealing with some things that night, rubbed my brows and pondered, and suddenly a voice came from outside.

Zhuanxu was startled, and subconsciously pulled out his sword in his right hand, "Who?!"

"Not bad... Compared with the past you, you have grown too much."

The hoarse voice, hidden in the darkness, made Zhuanxu's vigilance relax all of a sudden, he was overjoyed, he dropped the sword in his hand, jumped up and ran to open the door, the moonlight streamed outside, and a tall man stood outside the door. A handsome man, it seems that there is finally someone who can bear the heavy burden on Zhuanxu's shoulders:

"Brother Gonggong, are you back?!"

 …

"Brother Gonggong, tea."

"Here is the medicine I left before, do you see if it works for your injury?"

"Grandfather passed away, what happened after you went out?"

Zhuanxu looked at the battered human emperor in front of him, the latter told the general situation in a calm tone, but his voice was somewhat hoarse: "...after the collapse of the Tianzhu, that Taoist supported the heaven and the earth, and I will not be the true **** of Zhoushan. The spirit was sent to the Northwest Territory of the Great Wilderness."

"Having reached an agreement with Emperor Tiandijun, she will protect Laobuzhou Mountain."

"Until Buzhoushan wakes up again one day in the future."

"Right, what about that person..."

Zhuanxu opened his mouth, his eyes were tight: "...Dead."

Gonggong was silent, speechless, but when he was drinking tea, he felt that the water in his throat was scratching his throat like strong liquor. Zhuanxu patted his face. He was just over nineteen years old. At the age of eighteen, he has just left the category of juveniles.

Finally, he had the backbone, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, saying:

"But it's alright now, Gonggong bro, you're back."

"We can rest assured..."

The young Zhuanxu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw the tall man, the back he had been looking at, slowly shook his head. When Zhuanxu was puzzled, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword. erect.

Gonggong looked sideways at the sword in his hand and muttered to himself, "Painting Shadow Sword..."

Zhuanxu said: "Yeah, this is the handle you gave me, Gong Gong eldest brother."

"I always took it with me."

"yes…"

Gonggong smiled, the sword light in his hand circulated, and then handed the hilt to Zhuanxu, holding the sword's edge with the fingers of his left hand, pressed against his heart, and said, "Prick down..."

Zhuanxu's smile froze.

"Gonggong... Big Brother?"

"what are you going to do?"

Gonggong said: "In any case, it was I who knocked down the pillar and brought all these calamities. Not only the human race, the **** race, the demon race, the Great Wilderness, the Kunlun, but also people who have suffered calamities as a result."

Zhuanxu seized the sword and said, "No! But, but we can explain it!"

"You made up for the leylines, and it was you who defeated the enemy..."

Zhuanxu kept finding reasons and his face turned pale.

The Water God Gonggong stood up. He was much taller than Zhuanxu, and he held the sword and slowly stabbed his heart: "You know... these are of no value among the various races. It is the emperor, you should know how much disaster this will bring to the human race."

"And even if it's not a human emperor, but Wang Shuizheng, a human race, the same is true, it will make the human race the first anchor point that pours out the anger of the major races, and there is only one who can solve this matter..."

"Gonggong is a traitor."

"And you, the emperor of the next generation, personally defeated Shuizheng Gonggong when he rebelled and killed him. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Gonggong said the cruel truth calmly and calmly.

Zhuanxu's palm trembled, and tears were already streaming down his face.

Finally, the water of the human race snorted: "Zuanxu!!"

He reached out and rubbed the top of the boy's head, his voice softened: "Stop being childish..."

Zhuanxu's eyes turned red, and his body trembled.

On this day, the human race was in water, and the Gonggong rebelled.

After the tyrannical flowing water swept through the sky, people rushed over in panic, only to see the young Zhuanxu standing alone between the heaven and the earth. The water of the human race had already died in front of Zhuanxu, with a sword piercing his heart.

Since then, there will be no human race in the world.

Only the water god, Gonggong.

People knelt on the ground and shouted to His Majesty, but for some reason, when the blood was dripping, the young Zhuanxu's face was full of tears.

The Gonggong clan and Zhuanxu competed for the emperor, and they were angry and touched the mountain of incompetence, folded the pillars of the sky, and tried to defend themselves.

Emperor Zhu, death and burial not far from the mountain.

——"Liezi·Tangwen"/"Lu Shi·After Ji IV"

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