Damn it, I have a pair of Sharingan eyes

"A thousand years ago... Well, it was probably that long ago, I woke up from Yakushima in Kyushu, and the sky was blowing as if it would never stop, and the dark clouds as muddy as night shrouded the entire Kyushu, like the palm of a giant god wandering the universe, depressed to the point of despair, but... But! The kind of fear that makes lowly humans tear their hearts out, and even the crazy beauty, is still sweet in my aftertaste, hahahaha!"

"If it's possible, I should really let you go and see it, the face of the sorcerer at that time, the stupid look that made me, a spell spirit, disgusted, secretly colluded with the shogunate generals, and the bastard young masters of the clan held the power of life and death! Spellcasters who slaughter women for the better of them tie up people and animals bought at a low price, just to see who can cut more necks with a single sword!"

Every laugh, every joy, every word of Fufeng was too sharp, like a silver needle that gradually pierced into the eye mask of Leyan Temple from the cold star, so slow, the absurd madness it brought but so real.

Scholars who write history always like to use gorgeous words to paint their own eras, so that every bit of them flows with brilliant gold, but when the dark side of history is really peeled away from the past, when the stench of decay and scarlet flesh are exposed to the sun, the dark side that is unknown will not be easily accepted by the world.

"History is written by the victors, and you are nothing but a curse... I won't take your word for it. Rakamji Kashin forcibly stabilized his mind in a peaceful state, and retorted in a cold tone, although his forehead was already drenched with cold sweat, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat, but no matter what, how could a spell master show his cowardice in front of the spell spirit?

"I don't believe it, I don't need you to believe it! Hahaha, looking back, the heroes are divided, and the princes are rising! It was really a ridiculous and beautiful era!hahahaha!", laughter echoed in this already somewhat messy space, and the dim wind bent every ray of light through the clouds and tents, trying in vain to shine on the earth, dividing and devouring them, leaving only dead silence, at this moment, Changjing National Park, almost in the 10,000-meter deep sea, no different from the abyss where you can't see your five fingers, the same darkness, the same terrifying.

"But there were also fierce and vicious strong men in that era, they were all a group of crazy people who were hungry for martial arts, had no morality, and even lost their humanity, under their encirclement and suppression, how could you..."

After all, the story of the spell a thousand years ago, looking at it is now at the level of cultural relics, except for the fierce curse that must be remembered forever, the rest of the unimportant Zhi monster words, I am afraid that even the high-level people who claim to be well-versed in the past and the present are only half-understood.

However, it is precisely Fufeng's evil affair that makes every detail so true that Leyan Temple Jiashen completely believes that this spell spirit may really come from a thousand years ago, transcending the existence of time and heavenly principles.

"So... Why hasn't a sorcerer purified it for so many years? Is it so powerful... No, even if the ministers and doctors at that time had no way to get rid of it with the guests under the curtain, what about the Gojo family and the Zen family? The two families would not sit idly by. "

The Gojo clan and the Zen temple clan, as well as the Kamo clan with the red blood manipulation technique, the three of them are the famous families that have been standing at the top of the society since the beginning of this country, with the spell line, even if the historical glory and disgrace change, the rise and fall of the dynasty, in front of these three towering peaks that lead to the heavens and the earth, they are just stones thrown into the sea, and the waves are not shocked.

And the reason why Leyanji and all the spellcasters can look up to them is very simple, because the leader among them is very strong, so strong that he can hardly be described as a sorcerer, such as Gojo Satoru, if he is allowed to stand here at the moment, Rakuyanji Kashin can imagine that Fufeng's face is as uncomfortable and painful as, but because of the strength of the other party, he has to have a clown expression full of smiles.

In other words, although Fufeng was strong, it was not strong enough to be invincible in the world, and in the Heiankyo era, when spells were the most powerful thousands of years ago, there were always capable people who could get rid of it.

"So, why have I survived until now? I haven't died? hahahaha... Are you thinking about this now?"

Fu Feng said as he easily grabbed the old man's throat, like a precise scalpel in the palm of a doctor, accurate and sharp.

"Because of them at that time, they were all dead, all of them were killed! by one- forget it, you can't say him, otherwise even I would have been cursed to kill, almost... I almost slipped my mouth and scared me to death. On the eve of the eve of spitting out the most critical information, not only the tone, but also the eyes showed jealousy and fear, as if every word to be said next would make him bear an unbearable price, and he would die without life.

Korakuji Kashin was not reconciled, the information was broken, even if it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false, but the more you know, the better, so in order to lure the spell spirit to continue to speak, the old man did not hesitate to risk being attacked in advance, and sneered in a sarcastic tone: "I can't say... Or- there is no such person at all, but you made it up out of nothing? Spell Spirit, you are just a Spell Spirit after all, even if you are stronger than me? You want to deceive the humans who gave birth to you? You are too tender.

"Isn't it very clear that I believe it or not, I'll kill you anyway, if you don't believe it, you can go to the Netherworld and ask Lord Yama to see if it's as ridiculous and true as I said." Maybe

it's because of the first breath of air and the first time to feel the breeze after a thousand years, which makes Fufeng's mood really good, and even in the face of the spell master he once hated the most, he can ignore the other party's ridicule indifferently, just like the old man who refutes young children, with a nonchalant tone of laughter.

"In short, in that era, the so-called six-eyed magician, and the masters of the three families with ten shadow spells, all died in a ridiculous duel in front of the Gozen, which means that the so-called strongest person at that time was not enough to purify me, not enough to purify me, gathered the fear of the entire Japanese island people for the typhoon, condensed into me!"

Fu Feng's eyes were blue, he laughed wildly, embracing the vigorous storm that was raging the earth in this space, and after the laughter, the corners of the handsome young man's lips were full of arrogance and wantonness.

"So... You are like a worm in the wet soil, curled up in a deep mountain and dense forest for a thousand years, before you dare to appear in this era of declining spells?", perhaps sensing that the words of the spell spirit were about to come to an end, after saying a sarcastic sentence mockingly, Leyanji Jiashen clenched the mana in his palm, which was full of mana, refracting a faint light, and waited intently, his white eyebrows locked.

"No, I'm dead. "

Die... "

I mean, I died once. Talking about his own death, Fufeng's eyes flashed with respect and love, and even almost burst into tears, in the air, the original existence of the cold killing, just in a blink of an eye, it was filled with sticky and disgusting emotions to overflow, Leyan Temple arrhythmia, eyes are shaking violently, because the guy in front of him, now in the clear eyes, actually surging out of an emotion called love...

"Ah~ That's really... What a sweet and delicious death~"

Under the distant sky, the darkness became thicker and deeper, but in the words and words that Fufeng trembled and spit out, it still shone with a dazzling brilliance like the sun.