I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

"Demon, demon power consumption is too much?" Yuzao's words contain too much information, even Kazuma took a long time to react. "Wait, you mean, Qingyu is a monster!?"

"Well, there are actually many types of monsters." The big monster fox narrowed his eyes, prolonging his tone like deliberately adjusting everyone's appetite.

"Roughly speaking, non-humans evolved from birds and beasts are considered'monsters', like that stinky catfish is a trash fish in the monster category. Unlike monsters, the elves performed by stone and wood artifacts are considered'monsters'. That’s the case when it's sunny and rainy."

"Sounds quite reasonable, but can a Japanese sword become a monster?"

"Of course you can, do you know that it's a mourning god?" The artifacts that have been used all the year round will be given spirituality, and then become spirits that can jump and jump. Shuoshi Qingyu is this kind of monsters." Yuzao snapped his fingers and said. I often hear the name in Japanese folklore, and I look at Kazuma with a smile. "But it's really rare for weapons to become mourners. Do you know why?"

"...I don't know?" Kazuma thought for a while and found that there was no clue, so he simply shook his head.

"It's very simple. Objects can only become lost when they are used for years and months. However, for weapons, the more often they are used, the more they are likely to be damaged. As a result, most of the time they don’t have to wait for the awakening. It has been returned to the furnace for refining due to severe damage, and then there is no more..." Yuzao said, spreading his hands.

"So..." Kazuma nodded thoughtfully. Although the Japanese sword is known for its sharpness, it is also unexpectedly fragile. If you really want to fight on the battlefield, it is normal to cut several knives in a battle.

Therefore, when Japanese samurai went to battle to kill the enemy in ancient times, there were even special attendants to help him with a dozen reserve knives on his back. Calculated with such a loss rate, it is really difficult for the Japanese sword to have a chance to evolve into a mourning spirit.

"But, there are a lot of weapons with history? For example, there are many famous knives and daimyo armors in the Tokyo Museum. Are those with mourning spirits?" Chiyoko raised his hand to ask, this question is probably also everyone's doubt.

"It was wiped spotlessly and placed in the glass showcase, and it was not even popular throughout the year. Even if it was kept for a long time, it would only be a mortal thing, and it would be impossible to awaken the sage." Yuzao waved her hand disapprovingly, squinting her eyes. The Japanese sword in Jingluo's arms. "Only like Duanshiqingyu, who has really gone through many years of hardship, and then is lucky enough to save it, will it have a chance to become a mourning god... Judging from Qingliu's description, it may not be inferior at the beginning. Oh? It's just that the mysterious side of Datong has declined after modern times. Like this time, it may only be able to display its power in the land of ever-darkness?"

"...In other words, what Qing Liu said is true? The sword in the air, and the sword wrapped around the thunder light?" Chiyoko carefully confirmed.

"Of course." Yuzao nodded with a smile.

"Um, if the real body of Suishi Qingyu is mourning, then that means..." Kazuma turned his head and looked at the corner of the dojo, eagerly looking at the sword rack where Masamune Yumura was placed, and his face was full. Filled with childlike thirst.

"It's not the same. It's fundamentally different from the awakened Duanshi Qingyu. Masamune and Murayu are spiritual when they are created. You feel the difference when you use them, right?" Yuzao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and cut off cruelly. (Kazuma thoughts. "Furthermore, there are already few Japanese swords attached to mourning gods, and attachment to mourning gods also has its own characteristics. Even if you can find other mourning swords, you may not be able to use it like Duanshi Qingyu!"

"But, that's the sword in the air!? The legendary swordsmanship! If you can find a way to reproduce it..." Kazuma eyes gleamed.

Royal swordsmanship, flying swords, can be described as the ultimate romance of swordsmen. Although the world before the journey only exists in the fantasy of Xianxia novels, in this dimension where mystery and science are intertwined, maybe there is a real chance to be realized! ?

"Qingluo Qingluo, shall I exchange the authenticity for your time-breaking sunny rain? Or else Muramasa will do too!" Kazuma looked at Qingluo attentively.

"No change!" Qingliu hugged Duanshi Qingyu tightly, with a look of "I want to move Duanshi Qingyu over my body".

"It should love you very much. It consumes a lot to protect you. It will probably take a long time to recover..." Tamamo, who held up the barley tea, looked at the loving swordsman and the swordsman with mourning with gentle eyes, and then shook his head again. Retract opinions. "No, maybe it won't take long or maybe."

"Huh? Why is this?" Kazuma scratched his head and asked, reluctantly pulling his thoughts from the swordsmanship.

"...I have to ask you, my lord." Tamamo looked up at Kazuma, with an unconcealable wry smile at the corner of his mouth. "Since ancient times, the land of Changan has been the territory of monsters. Few ordinary people can be safe and sound after entering. As for those who have the ability to break through the land of Changan and defeat the landlord, almost all are heroes who have a history of history... Or should I congratulate you first, Great Swordsman? Now outside of the Jidao, the legend of the'Kandong Dragon' is finally left on the mysterious side."

"Uh..." Kazuma scratched his cheek. Tamamo's words seem to be complimenting from the content, but the tone is completely different.

"Sorry, I'm not blaming you either." As if sensing that he had said too much, Tamamo shook his head and slowed down his tone.

"For the swordsman who is committed to eliminating demons and defending the Tao, it is a great thing to break through the Everlasting Realm. It's just... such a noble Royal God Body, why would you directly move it back to the dojo?"

"Uh, I thought that I couldn't just throw it on the side of the road, so I had to move it back and put it... Isn't it appropriate?" A cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Kazuma.

At that time, he moved the Jizo statue back to the dojo and placed it as if it were a ghost or a goddess. Now looking back, it is really hard to be called a rational judgment. However, it is a Buddha statue after all, and there shouldn't be any bad effects.

"It's not a question of suitability." Yuzao frowned, as if thinking about how to explain it better, and then spoke for a moment. "The Kiryu Dojo was originally an ancient building with a long history, and this cherry tree has a very profound relationship with this place. Even the big monster, I, is also living in the dojo. In this case, I will enshrine a normally dark Jizo. God body...gathering so many dependent origins, do you know what this will bring?"

"Uh, what will it bring?" Kazuma did not get nervous.

"This Kiryu Dojo is now probably separated from the society ruled by the laws of civilization, and it can be regarded as a place of everlasting darkness."

"Yeah?" Really? Isn’t the land of ever-dark land scarce than uranium-235?

Faced with the astonishment cast by the crowd, Tamamo did not explain any more, but picked up the shochu prepared for the banquet next to him, took a sip, and then raised his head to eject a flame.

The flame was a bluish-white demon fox fire. It did not dissipate after being ejected from Yuzao's mouth. Instead, it hung in the air like a balloon and grew bigger and bigger, and in a few breaths it swelled to the point where it was larger than the tea table on the ground.

The blue flame flame fireball exuded the terrifying heat that almost stinged the skin in the air, causing bursts of exclamation.

Just when Kazuma wanted to call the fox to converge a little, a clear high-five sounded, and the green fireball suddenly collapsed, and in an instant it turned into countless flame butterflies flying, gorgeous and gorgeous, but in a blink of an eye. Disappear.

"Okay, so beautiful! The first time I saw it!"

"This is magic? It's amazing!"

Everyone has never seen such a miraculous scene before, and it took a long time to react, and they clapped their hands and praised them.

"That's it..." Kazuma came out. It was also the first time he saw a fox in his family use such magnificent magic tricks, and it was still in the bustling city of Tokyo.

The advancement of scientific and technological civilization has greatly weakened the power of the mysterious side, and Yuzao's ability to use such magic in the downtown area is enough to show that the rules governing this dojo have changed.

"Did you not notice anything?" Yuzao seemed to look at him in surprise. "The moment I stepped into the dojo, the hair on the tip of my tail stood up."

"Uh..." Kazuma scratched his head, recalling that the atmosphere of the dojo has indeed changed very obviously after putting the statue of the ground in the ground, but I didn't expect it to become a place of everlasting darkness. "I figured out the meaning of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, as if I am quite fond of our dojo, saying that I will shelter here in the future... or something."

Kazuma is of course not about hearing it with your own ears, but closer to a certain natural feeling in the dark, similar to the experience of hearing a tin rod swaying in a deep place.

"There is such a thing...Ah, should I say that it is the man I like?" Now even Yuzao was speechless, and silently picked up the barley tea and drank it.

Even the big demon fox said that, so naturally everyone has nothing else to say.

From catfish essence to Changandi to Jizo Bodhisattva, today I have heard too many related mysteries on the mysterious side, even if the person who witnessed Qingluo is temporarily in a state of indigestion, I learned that Yuzao picked up a teacup and drank tea. Come. Others have also learned a lot, and the Kiryu Dojo is so quiet that fallen leaves can be heard for a while.

"...Uh, that's not right!" When everyone digested silently, Chiyoko suddenly noticed something exclaimed, and everyone was startled. "Well, is the land of Changan a place that monsters like? Our dojo turns into a land of Changan, that is... Uh, is it possible that there will be many monsters and monsters coming together in the future!?"

"What!? Ouch!"

Chiyoko's words made Qingruo next to her jump up in shock, but she got up too hard and inadvertently bumped into the tabletop and suddenly cried out in pain.

But ignoring these, Haru and Chiyoko looked at Kazuma with tears in their eyes, as if they wanted some kind of assurance from him.

However, Kazuma itself has a little knowledge of the mysterious side, as long as the problem is left to the experts at home.

"Well, in fact, I want to really see if there is something that doesn't have long eyes that dares to come to my house to find the ballast. After all, the last time I opened the meat is many years ago." Yuzao's eyes were filled with golden demon light, and she put down the teacup faintly. Talking. The big demon fox that has lived for a long time can be called the existence at the top of the pyramid on the mysterious side. At this time, the aura of the high-ranking person is naturally revealed, and Chiyoko and others are relieved immediately.

However, within two or three seconds, the fox lay down on the table as if discouraged, tilting his head and looking at the direction of the cherry tree. "...That's how it is said, but compared to that one, I am probably only a slightly brighter light bulb. With that one asylum, there will be no damage to Kiryu Dojo's hairs from earthquakes and fires in the future, right? As for the monsters and ghosts. Of course it is even more impossible to cause trouble!"

"Really? Great, brother!" Chiyoko immediately jumped for joy upon hearing this, and Kazuma also nodded sadly.

After all, Kiryu Dojo is the vicissitudes of life and simplicity, and the worst is tattered. Traces of disrepair can be found almost everywhere in the dojo. As for the fire protection system, it is even closer to zero.

Kazuma is always worried about clearing the dojo with a torch whenever he doesn't pay attention, and Chiyoko struggles with the family account book every week to squeeze out the overhaul fund. These worries, now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is there anything else good?" Yuzao squinted slightly and spoke in a lazy tone. "The Kiryu Dojo has now become a place of everlasting darkness under the shelter of the Jizo Bodhisattva, which is essentially equivalent to half of the ground of the Jizo Bodhisattva. So if you have any wish to pray to the Jizo Bodhisattva, it can be compared to Ise Shrine. It’s much more efficacious."

"Huh? Also, there is such a thing?"

"Yes, different offerings have different meanings. If you ask for any wishes, I will teach you slowly from now on."

"Yes! Please advise, teacher!" Qingliu saluted the fox with a blushing face, then bowed her head and touched her chest with joy. So far, she has tried almost all the solutions under the scientific theory, and now it seems that she finally has a chance to grow.

"Wow! What to do? What to do? Brother, suddenly feel like our house has become super awesome!?" Chiyoko on the other side was excited and screamed, waving his hands again and again, as if I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

"Calm down. You are the hostess of our dojo. How can you panic?" Kazuma picked up a cold pork cutlet and stuffed it into Chiyoko's mouth. Chiyoko, whose mouth was gagged, groaned, but she seemed to be a little calmer~www.readwn.com~Huh, this is a mess..."

Kazuma shook his head and exhaled. All sorts of mysterious and strange events came in a short period of time like stormy waves, but he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

It is said that when he first went to investigate Jiazuo, he never expected such a **** to unfold. Whether it was the awakening of the gods attached to the mourning of the rainy season, or his own Taoist temple became the ever dark place under the shelter of the earth, it seemed to be in the dark. There is an invisible force pulling these changes.

"Is this the way of heaven?" Kazuma suddenly thought of his new entry.

Heaven has the virtue of good life, and if it goes along, it will prosper—the so-called "prosperity" means "prosperity", just like the current Kiryu Dojo.

Kazuma can't help but look at the cherry blossom tree, and see the statue of the Tibetan statue under the tree standing steadily and unhappily. Although it was a bland scene at first glance, what was behind it was a vast law beyond words—Kazuma felt my body tingling like an electric shock.

The blessing of this rule-level entry even made him feel a kind of panic like holding a nuclear bomb in his hand.