I Raised a God in Tokyo

Seeing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's firm attitude, Bai Mujun had no choice but to give up.

Immediately, he remembered something again and said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, I have heard that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has a preference for saving evil spirits."

"It just so happens that Izanami has accumulated a lot of evil spirits over tens of thousands of years."

"The vicious, stubborn kind."

"After the merger is over and the new reincarnation system is established, I will take these evil spirits from Izanami Ming and give them to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"There are a lot of them, I believe there will be enough for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to save him for a while."

"And after hell and the underworld merge, all the evil spirits in it can be handed over to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for salvation."

"You can rest assured."

Hearing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva could not help but burst into tears, looked at Bai Mujun's face, and murmured.

"Priest Baimu, I really am"

"forget it. I'm done here."

"Go away."

Smiling and watching Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's physical body walk back to the throne and transform back into a statue again.

Bai Mu Juncai turned his head, looked at the old abbot who was still in a daze, and said in a warm voice.

"Abbot, isn't Hanekawa-san at the temple?"

The old abbot was startled for a moment, then reacted, and said with a smile on his face.

"Is Xinmei beautiful? She went out to save ghosts."

Not in the temple?

Bai Mujun was a little surprised.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Arashi Yukawa for almost a month.

Every time he came to Lei Ming Temple, he had never seen the other party.

However, according to the serious attitude of the other party, he must still be somewhere in Tokyo, earnestly exorcising the spirit.

Originally, he wanted to help the other party, supplementing the mana consumed when Izanami invaded Tokyo.

After all, Bai Mujun had already noticed when sealing the demon power in Jiuzhong Rena's body.

In her body, the [-] points of consecration mana were almost exhausted.

Thinking about it, the situation of Arashi Yuchuan must not be much better.

It's a pity that no one is here. It seems that there is no chance today.

Seeing Bai Mujun's slightly regretful look, the old abbot rolled his eyes.

With a smile, he clasped his palms together.

"Priest Baimu, do you have anything to say to Xinmei? You can tell the old monk, and the old monk can convey it on your behalf."

"The abbot is in trouble." Bai Mujun cleared his throat and said seriously.

"If you have time in the future, please Hanekawa-san come to Tenji Shrine."

"I will supplement her with what she lacks in her body."

Chapter 250 Third Sword Master Ten Fist

Honshu Island.

Under the blue sky, there is a majestic blue mountain standing quietly between Shizuoka and Yamanashi prefectures.

And the snow at the highest point seems to have never melted for thousands of years, silently watching the sky on the top of the mountain.

Natural, beautiful, solemn.

This is the highest peak in Neon, Mount Fuji.

It is one of the three spiritual mountains of Neon, and it is also the holy mountain in the hearts of Neon people.

Because it is winter now, due to snow and other reasons, Mt. Fuji has issued an order to prohibit free climbing.

Therefore, there are very few tourists on the mountain, most of them are professional climbers, and they can only enter Mount Fuji after reporting and approval.

And when these climbers climb to a certain height, at a certain angle, they will notice a faint strange sound, which enters their ears with the mountain wind.

It sounded like some kind of musical instrument.

However, these climbers have received strict training, no matter how nice the sound is, they will not be distracted.

Concentrate on continuing to climb up the mountain.

However, if they have mastered a little bit of Celestial Eye, they will be able to find out.

Looking down from that place, the inside of Mt. Fuji does not have the rocks that should have been there.

Instead, a hall carved out of some kind of dark blue object appeared.

Exudes a dark and strange breath.

At this moment, in the dark hall.

In the four corners, each lit a bonfire.

The dimly flickering flames together illuminated those shivering women in His Highness.

In the sub-zero temperature, they only had light gauze to cover their bodies, and their hands and feet were red from the cold.

With trembling hands, he fiddled with an ancient musical instrument he had never seen before, making chaotic and noisy sounds.

At the same time, there were still clumsy dance steps under his feet.

Despite being exhausted, no one dared to stop.

Because there are four other figures in the hall, looking at them with interest and anticipation.

From time to time, he licked the corners of his ferocious mouth, showing his white teeth to His Highness as if threatening.

They all have different shapes, but they all have one thing in common.

They are not people.

But monsters.

And these women were chosen by them to become dancers.

Although these women don't know how they got here.

But there is one thing they are very clear about.

If you disobey these monsters

will die.

This truth, long after they witnessed the horrific death of their companions countless times, has been deeply seared in their minds.

And the monsters' dinner today will be provided by the one who fell first among them.

Looking at the dancing girl struggling for her life, the second from the right in the hall, a monster with a bull's head and a body like a soil spider opened its mouth with eight sharp steel feet.

Turning his head, he persuaded earnestly.

"Brother, these five dancers are our last stock, so let's save some."

"After all, we have to save some food for the winter, right?"

"Recently, the limelight is getting tight, it is impossible to go out and catch women so casually like before."

"Otherwise, sooner or later it will attract the attention of the priest—"

"Hahaha, bull ghost, bull ghost, what are you afraid of!"

In the center of the hall, there was a burst of sharp and wild laughter.

At this moment, the laughing monster has no body, only a huge head with messy and dirty hair on it.

But under the black hair, it seems that there are countless pale and lifeless faces of young girls.

Like a layer of film, hidden between the dirty hair.

At this moment, it is controlling a strand of hair, holding up the wine cup in front of it, and pouring fine wine into its mouth.

"what!"

After drinking, it wiped the corners of its mouth with its hair in satisfaction.

With a random flick, the wine cup was smashed under the hall, and it shattered into countless pieces of porcelain with a crisp sound.

Looking at the dancers who had to continue to dance on the tiles, the monster showed a satisfied look in its eyes and made a weird hey sound.

"Hey hey, bull ghost, do you know what it means to live in the present moment!"

"Beauty, wine, demon power!"

"These are the motivations for me to live!"

"Since you already have power, you must know how to enjoy it, bull ghost, are you right?"

"Brother Fagui" Niugui seemed to be hesitant and wanted to persuade him.

But Fa Gui raised a strand of hair and shook it triumphantly.

"Don't worry, bull ghost."

"We have successfully transformed Mt. Fuji with a divine artifact!"

"Under the barrier of Mount Fuji, the priest cannot find us!"

"Now just wait patiently for the news from the Lord, and wait for him to kill the priest!"

"These few left, just let us play for a few days!"

Fagui was full of confidence.

"But, Big Brother Fagui, don't you think that lord seems to be a bit out of sorts?"

"He seems to be delusional."