Museum of Demons

The girl felt that she had a dream.

In my dream, I was picking up conch shells on the coast of the East China Sea to prepare for my father's birthday celebration. The weather was fine and the sun was sunny.

He turned around, but was swallowed up by the waves of the East China Sea.

He was drowned in the water and turned into a bird called Jingwei after his death.

Can no longer speak, can not communicate with the clan.

All I could see was my father, who seemed to be ten years older at once.

The bird hovered beside his father, but Emperor Yan did not know that this was his daughter.

Jingweiwu was devastated, he only knew how to go back and forth.

From the beach, from the earth, holding stones one by one and throwing them into the turbulent East China Sea.

I want to fill up the East China Sea.

In the end, this didn't seem to be a dream. Just when she really felt that she had wings, she suddenly felt a gentle palm pulling herself, breaking through the layers of the sea and the sky.

The color of the sudden rush of air into the lungs, as well.

And the kind of reassurance that seems to be stepping on the ground again, which is unique to the creatures on the ground.

Unparalleled peace of mind.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw an unbelievable scene.

The earth creatures that fell into the sea were lifted up by gentle forces, as if they had returned to the earth, and then accompanied them.

With the fluctuation of power, these living

Spirit, even because there are many human races living by the sea, have been sent back to the earth.

It's not one or two, nor ten, dozens, or a hundred.

This is hundreds of thousands of creatures made of millions, millions!

That's because there are large tribes of different races, and there are human tribes who live by the sea!

Dressed in a light-colored long dress, the woman with a warm but majestic face stretched out her hand.

So he held up the waters of the four seas.

Let the waters of the four seas fall, representing the virtue of the earth, plus the cause and effect of the beginning, the yellow streamer formed by the combination of the two turned into incalculable and incalculable auspicious clouds, sending all the tribes back,

With yellow auspicious clouds, the turbulent atmosphere between the heavens and the earth is opened up, purifying the world, rolling and rolling, covering the four seas, so vast and majestic that it makes people lose their minds.

"Many, many thanks to the gods for saving the world!"

"Thank you gods!"

"Woooooo, the gods have appeared, the gods have appeared!"

"Thank you gods!"

Jingwei, or in other words, the daughter of Emperor Yan, stared blankly around her. She seemed to see countless creatures bowing down along the four seas, either with tears streaming down her face, or because she was afraid that they had not dissipated.

When I went, my body was still trembling, the surrounding tigers and leopards neighed, and the dragons and elephants bowed their heads. All of a sudden, the noise was vast and magnificent.

The girl stood in it, staring blankly at this scene, her heart was extremely shocked.

"No need to thank you."

The soft and beautiful woman smiled and bowed slightly, and said in a gentle voice:

"I'm just doing my best."

"You would have died in this catastrophe, this was originally destiny."

"It's not me, but my friend who really turned your life around, saved you, and took on the backlash. It's him who you should be thankful for."

The woman replied gently, for some reason, all the rescued creatures faintly 'saw' the picture of themselves drowning and dying in the sea, but they saw that the causal fate of this picture was changed.

change, and its backlash is borne by another person.

Heart shocked, I bowed down again and again and thanked:

"My life-saving grace, great kindness and great virtue, I cannot express my gratitude.

"I just want to know the name of the benefactor and worship it every year!"

Hou Tu only mildly rejected the idea of ​​these people, and Hou Jingwei saw the change of the yellow auspicious cloud, as if following the trajectory of some kind of causal fate, holding up these sentient beings one by one,

Then it swept across the land and sea in an extremely fast but stable manner.

Send them back to the tribe and region where they originally lived.

For a time, the sky was pressing down, the four seas were tumbling, and the yellow auspicious clouds were changing and swept in all directions.

Pian Xiangyun, but then slowly realized that something was wrong.

The auspicious clouds have dispersed, but there is no one, no one, staying in front of him.

There was a panicked look in the girl's eyes.

When all the auspicious clouds all over the sky disappeared, and only the sound of the waves on the seashore could be heard, Jingwei's little face was already pale, and he raised his head subconsciously, seeing the soft and beautiful woman looking at him with regret. Jingwei stretched out his hand to grab her cuff, and said, "Me, what about me? Lord Tianshen."

"I also want to go back to see Dad."

[Houtu] stretched out his hand and touched her head, was silent for a while, and said:

"Did you blow the conch last?"

"I, I want to remind everyone in the tribe to avoid..."

The soft girl looked at the child with more and more sympathy.

It was precisely because the conch blew all the strength and air out of her body that she was finally unable to resist the turbulent waves swept away. It was someone else who tried her best to support herself to survive.

She is the only one who doesn't cherish her physical strength and vitality.

"Your body is already dead..."

Knowing this time, Jingwei Bird only saw the inside of the ocean. It seemed that a small body was still floating, holding the conch, and slowly sinking down.

It is the dividing line between life and death, the dividing line between the two worlds.

Looking at his body sinking like lead, Jingwei seemed to have been drained of his last strength. He staggered and sat down.

Tu stretched out his hand and touched the girl's eyebrows, fixing her spirit.

If no one cares, after her death, it seems that she will turn into Feiwu because of her last obsession during her lifetime.

At this moment, the hindsight interfered and the fate was changed, but such a disaster was avoided.

Jingwei's spirit stabilized the girl's appearance.

The girl opened her mouth. Under the instinct of survival, she subconsciously wanted to beg this beautiful woman to accept her as a disciple, but she was really a very good child, so she started

I was worried that my request would make it difficult for the gentle woman in front of me to do it, but I couldn't open my mouth.

Houtuwen comforted her and said, "I can't accept you as a disciple."

"Because after me, there are still very important things to do."

"Besides, because of your life and death, the karma has already been carried by my friend, so now you have a relationship with him, so..." Hou Tu recalled that his friend was quite concerned when he mentioned this Yan Emperor's daughter before, thinking about it. After thinking about it, he said:

"I can accept you as a named disciple for him first."

"And spread the earth swordsmanship, one of the four major in the domain."

"You can practice first to calm your mind, and then go to find your father."

She stretched out her hand and lightly touched Jingwei's eyebrows. The cultivation methods of the four major fields in the field about the road to the earth slowly flowed into her memory. The girl just felt a warm feeling flowing.

My soul suddenly became much more real.

In a trance, almost no different from ordinary people.

Jingwei looked at the soft woman who seemed to be leaving, and hurriedly asked, "Then, senior."

"My teacher, when will you come?"

The soft beauty looked back at her and said softly, "He's still some distance away from you."

"I will wait no matter how far!"

Jingwei replied.

The soft beauty rubbed her head, her eyes were complicated, and she said softly:

"Then, just wait."

The figure of Houtu slowly disappeared.

Only the voice slowly fell.

"Your teacher, it's still six years later."

Jingwei was stunned, his eyes widened.

Six dry years? !

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Her cultivation base is not strong, so it can be said that even the divine soul and true spirit are maintained by a wisp of Qi left in the back soil.

Afterwards, Jingwei fell into a deep sleep at different intervals, and when he woke up, it seemed as if there was an invisible cause and effect that led her to each area.

It was a creature saved by Hou Tu, a master who had never met before.

There are mortals.

There are also cultivation tribes with a trace of divine blood.

And some orcs.

When the girl was awake, she followed the road to the direction of the tribe, riding a little donkey ticking, and the mountain **** passing by, the old bear and tiger asked her, "Young child, where are you going?" she

He said, I want to go home.

Seeing the short land, the fluttering Wuer, the Wuque stood on her shoulders and asked her.

You go, go, who are you waiting for?

She replied that she was waiting for the teacher.

Where is your teacher?

After six dry years.

Every time she said these words, the mountain **** would be amazed. The land master pulled off his beard, but she just washed her face with the stream water, and rode on the little donkey, hoping to find him.

To the Yandi tribe who migrated, but she always fell asleep and woke up sometimes, and always missed it.

Twenty years later, after she woke up again.

It is a new temple built by a tribe by the sea. There was an old and familiar voice saying: "Come on, folks, come and see, this is the way our tribe took our tribe decades ago.

The saved benefactor..." Jingwei blinked and saw that it was a human race who had bowed down back then, but now his hair was gray.

The life of a mortal is always short.

Six dry years, how long is it?

The girl didn't know yet, but she looked up at the temple, and saw the simple but high enough building facade. On one side was a gentle smiling woman, swaying streamers, and in the middle was an inexplicable.

A familiar young Taoist, holding the sword in one hand, with a warm smile.

The yellow Qingyun that was used to save the common people that year circled around the Taoist.

It bears the common people.

The turbid air is lifted up, and the seas are pressed down.

Punishing the evil is not light, and the common people do not fall.

Curls of smoke rose up.

Threads of cause and effect, revolving around life and death

"Cough cough..."

Wei Yuan clutched his chest, a faint **** taste oozing from the corners of his mouth—a

cause and effect.

He directly sent a considerable amount of causal power to help Houtu to save those people accurately, and by the way, he replaced Houtu to bear the backlash of karma.

Bearing the change in the personality of all beings, bearing the huge change of how many lives survived in the past, the karma of the turbid world seems to be unable to bear this kind of choice, Wei Yuan feels that he is suffering.

A lot of impact.

However, this was also expected in advance, within his estimation.

It is the fruit of karma in the turbid world.

It can only bear the causal backlash brought by the people behind it.

Rescue?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Now that he knows that the turbulence of the four seas in the past may cause many wives and wives to be separated and families to be destroyed, then he must not pretend that he did not see it, and it is absolutely impossible to pretend that he did not know this.

This matter, neither the Master, the teacher, nor Xuanzang had taught him this.

Will it devour the power?

will cause the foundation to be damaged to some extent.

Indeed.

But ah...

Strength, isn't it just for the sake of salvation that you practice cultivation? !

The young Taoist back then smiled with Huang Tian's flames behind him. That was the first lesson Wei Yuan learned in the true sense.

But now it's time to do something else.

Wei Yuan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and suppressed the backlash of cause and effect without changing his face.

His own power of cause and effect was counterattacked, but in his past, such situations were often

In his past, there have been too many situations like this. Besides, he is using the Dao and Fruit Dao body of turbid world karma anyway. Whether his own foundation is temporarily injured has no effect on his fighting ability.

There is interference.

The big deal is that Zhou Shan's cockroach was hit on the head. If it still doesn't work, change to the real Pangu, and cut the big axe down.

Under the axe, all living beings are equal.

Wei Yuan flicked his sleeves and put many true spirits, including the Kunlun Ruins side hall and the warriors of the Three Heads Kingdom, into the universe in his sleeves. After that, his expression was indifferent, and he walked to what he had seen in countless causal prying sessions.

Before the picture, I saw that mountain rock, and I saw that under the rock wall, there was still a skinny broken palm.

Seems to be just right.

It also seems that Fu Yi made a special calculation.

Found the node of the sky machine.

When the Taoist came here, this huge seal also seemed to have reached its limit, and there was a violent shaking and collapse. The gravitational force that originally stayed here, because of the secrets and gossip

The disintegration and annihilation of , all things return to their origins, and a terrifying breath rises into the sky.

With determination!

With madness suppressed to the limit!

With the ecstasy of ecstasy that finally got out of trouble after being suppressed at this limit!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"It's been six dry years, it's been six dry years already!"

"Finally out, this seat is finally out!"

"From now on, the world is so big that there are no restrictions!"

A figure swept out laughing wildly, its eyes slightly bulging with bloodshot eyes. It was laughing wildly, arousing power. Suddenly, the voice stopped in the summer, and its expression solidified. It was seen in front of him wearing black strong clothes, holding one hand with one hand.

Long Jian, a young Taoist with a gentle and elegant expression, saw his police officer's black hair, faintly interspersed with white silk, his eyes were deep, and the reflection of cause and effect made the color of the surrounding environment stand out, and the rest of everything was blurred.

Distortions of cause and effect emerge.

It seems that this world is separated from the outside world.

It seems that there is only one person in this world, only himself and the other party.

"The **** of the turbid world."

The corners of Taoist's mouth twitched little by little, with a gentle smile.

Nodding slightly, his voice was gentle:

"Pin Dao Yu Xu Yuan Shi."

"Here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

PS: Today's third update...