The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

After receiving the exact news of Marisa's accident from Paqiuli, Takeya naturally had no time to argue with the other party, dragged Reimu on and was ready to set off immediately.

"Hey, aren't you in a bad mood and very annoyed? Why do you feel refreshed now?"

Even in the end, Kaguya didn't intend to let Takeya go, and insisted on disgusting him.

"That kind of thing will wait until I bring Marisa back!"

Although there is an element of anger in it, this is roughly what Takeya thinks about now. The sudden incident of the external vengeful spirits does make him worry, but now Marisa's matter is the priority!

"Let's go! Reimu!"

"Takeya, you bastard, don't steal all your cool lines!"

Reimu cursed and set up Takeya, who could not fly, from behind, using his spiritual power to lift his body up into the sky in an instant, and the two of them disappeared in Kaguya's eyes in less than a few seconds.

"Be careful all the way~"

Holding a strange white handkerchief to say goodbye to the two, the smile on Kaguya's face was indescribably subtle.

……

"Huh-haha, it really feels so cool to fly at full speed."

Takeya, who was carried into the sky by Reimu, felt a kind of pure "coolness" for the first time.

The strong wind blew Wu Ye's hair into a mess, but he was unexpectedly not disgusted with it. On the contrary, he felt that the comfort of this journey swept away his previous depression.

It's just that Wu was happy, but Lingmeng suffered.

"It's so noisy, shut up Takeya, why are you so noisy today? Throw you down!"

Lingmeng, who was so depressed by Wu Ye's strange noise, couldn't help complaining that when she dragged Wu Ye to fly before, the other party was either trembling and afraid to move or was too scared to even open his eyes. It would be like this now have spirit.

In fact, don't say that Lingmeng doesn't know the various reasons, even Wu Ye may not be aware of it for a while, as far as he is concerned, it may be because he suddenly feels that the feeling of flying is a bit novel.

The real reason is that Wu Ye's monster power is subtly changing his body.

With enhanced adaptability, there is naturally no reason to be frightened.

However, Lingmeng's threat is still very real, Yiwu also knows her well, if she is really upset, she will throw Wuye down without hesitation and smash him into meat sauce.

Wu Ye, who had been excited for a while, also thought of this, so he silently restrained the blood that called mountains, rivers and seas in his heart.

"Reimu, how long until we arrive?"

The dry journey is very boring, so Wu Ye took the initiative to find some topics in order not to let himself suffer:

"Do you know where the wind cave that Paqiuli mentioned just now is?"

"The wind cave she said refers to the fantasy wind cave, a dirty cave, but it is the only passage on the ground that can lead to the old hell."

The journey is boring, and Lingmeng is also happy to give Wu Ye some knowledge to relieve boredom:

"Do you know the old hell?"

"I heard that it is the ruins of hell, right? The hell before the relocation."

"Yes."

Lingmeng nodded. In fact, she didn't know much about these things. Most of them were heard from her elders, but it was more than enough to explain Wu Ye's doubts:

"The other side and hell used to be separated. The King of Hades judged the dead souls in the right and wrong hall of the other side, and the guilty would be sent to hell. Only after something happened, the other side and hell would be merged into one. Together."

"Something happened? What happened?"

"The former hell, which is now the old hell, finally collapsed because of the impact of a large number of souls."

Reimu narrated the earth-shattering event that year in a flat tone:

"It was about a thousand years ago, and no one can tell the exact time. It seems that there was a big war on the ground. A large number of dead souls were unwilling to accept the trial. They were not completely dead and wanted to return to the world again. So they flood into hell and make trouble in this world.”

"Huh? Is this still possible?"

Wu Ye asked in surprise. In his memory, the undead just floated around like clouds, existing without desire or desire.

"You think too easily about the undead, Wu Ye."

Naturally, Lingmeng saw Wu Ye's thoughts at a glance, and couldn't help but said:

"The souls of ordinary people, or long-dead souls, may indeed become as harmless as you think, but some souls are different."

"Some souls? Could it be, monster's?"

"This answer is half correct. The correct term should be 'the soul of the strong'."

Reimu said seriously, it's hard to imagine that such a lazy, money-greedy priestess would show such an expression, it seems that this story is going to be even more unusual when it comes to martial arts.

"I also occasionally heard them say that the millennium war didn't just happen between monsters and monsters, there were also many humans mixed in."

"Humanity?"

Wu was also stunned, no matter what he would never have thought that he would still be able to rub against their humans after saying this.

It's not surprising that he thinks this way, after all, except for special circumstances, the only human being he has seen so far that can be called a strong man is Marisa.

Hakurei Miko and Penglai people, when these special people are not counted, he really doesn't know how the rest of ordinary humans should fight monsters.

"You underestimate humans, Takeya."