The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 367

"How could you have the Jade Bi of Heavenly Book in your hand? Where did you get it?"

As soon as he turned his head, Nishiyama Jiro was stunned suddenly when he saw the Jade Bi of Chongxu Sutra in Lin Yang's hand, his pupils full of hatred.

Then, he yelled hoarsely in his mouth with black poisonous blood.

"You know what this is?"

Lin Yang raised his head suddenly, fixed his eyes on Jiro Nishiyama, and asked.

He came to Japan for the third volume of Chongxu Zhenjing Jade Bi. Since Nishiyama Jiro can call out "Tianshu Jade Bi" with certainty, then this Nishiyama Jiro must have seen such a jade bibi.

"Of course I know, because I've seen it."

Nishiyama Jiro sneered.

However, the black poisonous blood hanging from the corner of his mouth made him look very hideous.

"where?"

Lin Yang narrowed his eyes and asked eagerly.

Although he was able to confirm that it was nearby, he couldn't determine the specific location. If he were to find it, it might take some time and effort.

"Where is it? Well, let me tell you, right in front of your eyes, the real Iga Shrine."

With a sinister smile on the corner of Nishiyama Jiro's mouth, he directly revealed the hiding location of Yu Bi without any hesitation.

After blinking his eyes, he gently turned his head back and looked at the mountains not far away.

There are faintly visible several mountain peaks, and there are magnificent buildings on each mountain peak. Even though they are so far apart, one can still feel the vicissitudes of these buildings, their ancient vicissitudes and majestic momentum.

"The real Iga Shrine!"

Lin Yang stared at the thumb-sized buildings among the mountains in the distance, and smiled coldly.

Jiro Nishiyama was able to tell him the address so happily and kindly, there must be evil intentions hidden in it.

However, for the third volume of Chongxu Zhenjing Jade Bi, he must go.

"No matter what vicious calculations you have in your heart, but since you told me the address and led me there, then I won't let you die so quickly. I will let you know that your calculations are on the deity. How ridiculous and ignorant."

Lin Yang suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and looked at Jiro Nishiyama. With just one glance, Jiro Nishiyama felt a chill in his heart and his scalp tingled.

He really plotted against Lin Yang, because the dagger Lin Yang stuck in his back directly poisoned him, making it impossible for him to survive, and if he wanted revenge, he could only rely on other people's hands.

Exactly, Iga Shrine has such strength.

In the Iga Shrine, there are several highly cultivated ninjas who have never been born in the world. Their cultivation bases are so terrifying that even Jiro Nishiyama, who was in the early stage of his transformation, could not walk away in the hands of those old men. Over ten strokes.

If Lin Yang really went to Iga Shrine, he would definitely die.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to tell the real location of the Iga Shrine, and even if Lin Yang didn't take out the jade, he would try every means to lure Lin Yang to the Iga Shrine, just to kill people with a knife.

However, he never expected that Lin Yang could see at a glance that this was his scheme.

But so what, he was telling the truth.

And then, Lin Yang flipped his palm, put the jade into the storage bag, pointed out with his sword finger, and a flash of spiritual power shot out from his finger in an instant, and landed on Nishiyama Jiro's body .

Nishiyama Jiro was stunned for a moment, and found that the toxin in his body no longer spread, as if frozen in ice.

Before Jiro Nishiyama could react, Lin Yang pulled out the poisonous dagger with his right hand, grabbed Jiro Nishiyama's collar with his left hand, and lightly touched the ridge of the roof with his feet. Like a roc, he stepped into the air towards the building between the distant mountains. and go.

Along the way, Lin Yang directly carried Nishiyama Jiro across the sky without resorting to other forces.

Such a scene made Jiro Nishiyama tremble with fear.

In his impression, even a master-level ninja in the middle stage of transformation, it is impossible to fly across the sky without breathing.

'Could it be that the cultivation of this little evil animal has returned to its original nature? If so, wouldn't it be the Iga Shrine, which can't check and balance? '

This idea suddenly flashed in Nishiyama Jiro's mind.

And in an instant, he shook his head vigorously to dispel this idea, returning to the innate state of nature, which has never been heard of in the secular world, and it is only recorded on the jade jade that day.

However, ever since this idea appeared, he felt a little uneasy, worried that the old guy in Iga Shrine would not be able to kill Lin Yang.

Lin Yang carried Nishiyama Jiro at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the so-called real Iga Shrine.

I saw that this is a palace that is almost exactly the same as the Iga Jingu that I saw before.

However, this palace is somewhat different. The simple bricks and stones and the vicissitudes of glazed tiles all leave traces of time, which can give people a sense of grandeur, which is not what the imitation Iga Shrine Can compare.

In front of the Iga Shrine, there is also a small square, and the square is covered with blue bricks.

It may be due to the practice of martial arts. Although the blue bricks on the square are uneven, they are smooth and bright after being rubbed, as if they were painted with a layer of oil, shining with luster.

At this moment, on the square, there are also many samurai wearing samurai uniforms and clogs, holding simple samurai swords made of bamboo in their hands, and they are learning from each other, which is very lively.

The appearance of Lin Yang caught the attention of these warriors in an instant, and they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

"Who, break into my shrine, get down immediately."

Suddenly, someone shouted from below, speaking in Japanese.

Almost under the man's roar, there were more roaring voices, one after another, extremely arrogant.

This is the Iga Shrine, and this is the headquarters of the Iga family.

And the Iga family, in the entire Japanese ninja world, is the supreme existence and has been passed down for a long time.

They have always been used to being arrogant, rampant, and domineering.

Lin Yang stepped on the void and stood in mid-air. Hearing the scolding from below, his eyes were cold, and he glanced down.

Suddenly, with a flick of his left wrist, Jiro Nishiyama, who was in his hand, immediately fell towards the crowd below like a cannonball.

In an instant, many people dispersed.

boom!
Jiro Nishiyama faced down, and smashed hard on the bluestone brick floor of the square, causing the ground to tremble three times.

Then, Jiro Nishiyama raised his head and spit out a mouthful of foul-smelling black blood. There was a faint breath of life in his eyes, but within an hour, he would never die.

"Jiro Nishiyama Jōnin?"

Someone saw Jiro Nishiyama's face, and couldn't help but change his face, and exclaimed.

Nishiyama Jiro is also a person of status in the Iga Jingu Shrine, and he is ranked among the Jinnin.

Although it is only the lowest level of Jonin, its strength should not be underestimated. It is the backbone of Iga Jingu, and because of the relationship between handling chores all the year round, all the children of Iga Jingu are familiar with it.

However, they never imagined that Jiro Nishiyama, who is Hua Jin Jinnin, would become like this at this moment.

(End of this chapter)