Tokyo gods only want priestly girls

Iizunaru ran to the back of Jingu and poked Jingu with the pen in his hand. Iizunaru was a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, wear your tail every day, and I'll notify you in advance of everything."

Ignoring Jingu's usual speaking style, Iizunaru looked curiously at the wooden sculpture in front of him, a little surprised.

"Huh? Fudo Myooh? Didn't Buddhism reject your request? Why are you still carving Buddha statues here?"

"Ha, it's okay to develop a little hobby."

Although it can be easily pinched, there is a reason why the shrine chose to carve it by hand.

"Speaking of which, your statue is a little weird, isn't it?"

Iizunaru looked at it carefully. The conventional Fudo Myooh statues were all fierce, holding a sword of wisdom, with flames rising behind them.

As for the shrine statue, his face is expressionless, his hands are holding fingerprints, and the flames behind him are not carved into the shape of flames, but into the shape of a round light.

Judging from the standard Buddha statue template, the one in the shrine is nondescript and full of errors.

"It's just special."

Jingu didn't explain too much. He probably thought that there was something missing in his work, so he waved his hand to attract the crows on the eaves.

After pinching the crow to prevent it from escaping, Jingu plucked a feather from its body, then crushed it in his hand and sprinkled it on the wooden sculpture.

The powder sticks to the surface like some kind of mineral, and the original wood carving now faintly reflects the sunlight, giving it the texture of a golden statue.

"Okay, you're done!"

"So what are you going to do? You said you wanted to fight with the Buddhists, but there has been no movement these past few days. It's not like you. When are you going to go and take me with you?"

Iizunaru expressed great regret that he had missed many recent events.

"When did I say I was going?"

Jingu asked calmly.

"Are those monks really planning to wait for me to visit them one by one? Do they think I'm too free? It's not me who's going, it's just him."

Jingu pointed at the wood carving that had just been completed, then turned to the devil's mother and said:

"Okay, as a price for annoying me for so many days, you will send this thing. As for which house to start with, it is up to you."

Jingu stood up and stretched. He has been busy these days, although it is still very fulfilling.

"Eh? What do you mean? Where's my big news?"

Iizunaru was a little confused. What did it mean to send a Buddha statue?

"If you want big news, just go with her. I'm going to have a good sleep."

Jingu yawned, and when he returned to his room, he picked up Shiki who looked confused from the yard.

Is it for pollination?

Chapter 230

"Hey, is the shrine really back to normal?"

At the door of the shrine, the girls squatted at the door, trying to peek into what was going on.

Chiyo and Kaguya, who had been fighting each other passionately just now, punching, kicking and tearing their hair, were now stuck together, leaning against the door.

"I don't know. There seems to be no sound?"

Tamamo Mae clung to the door, trying to hear if there was any sound coming from inside.

"It doesn't make sense? Generally speaking, the soundproofing of shrines shouldn't be that good, right?"

"Is it possible that your voice is too loud every time?"

"Nonsense! The sound insulation is obviously not good!"

Tamamo-mae jumped on the spot as if she had been stepped on the tail of a fox.

She, Tamamo Mae, is definitely not the kind of woman who can't even control her own voice!

"Don't be noisy!"

Su Gaiai ran to the window and tried to open it a small crack to see what was going on inside.

It's not that they have a bad habit of listening to others, but they are concerned about the health of the shrine.

What if the shrine suddenly ascends to a spiritual level and sees through this worldly world?

This possibility cannot be ruled out. In theory, strong power will bring a higher vision, and will gradually enable people's spirit to reach a new realm.

And now they are racking their brains to think about whether the shrine has returned to normal and what is going on in the room.

Four Seasons just felt that his mind was blank and he stared blankly at the ceiling.

She thought she was being pulled in for pollination, so she was taken away by the shrine without resisting.

What are you doing now?

She was forced to sit on the bed with her legs spread apart, with Jingu lying between her thighs, and she was still mechanically pressing Jingu's head.

Shouldn't it be pollinated?What she learned from other people in the past few days is that this is what the Shrine likes to do the most, right?

As a result, now she is acting like a flower shelf here. Such meaningless behavior is a waste of time.

As a plant, Shiki doesn't have that kind of sense of shame or morality. In her opinion, pollination is to give birth to new offspring. This is an important and daily behavior, and there is nothing irresistible.

But now, she doesn't quite understand it.

She heard that humans would seek a sense of security and a sense of belonging from their partners, but she was not his partner, and was she so secure?

With just a little more force, Shiki felt that she could crush the head lying on her groin.

It is really incomprehensible to place one's vitals in the hands of one's own prisoners without any defense.

Shiki has no idea what to do, she just doesn't understand humans more and more.

On Mount Koya, the entire Mount Koya has been cleared in advance.

In order to cope with the attack that may come at any time, the people of the Shingon Sect have not relaxed in the past few days.

"Ancestor, there is still no action today."

Kukai lowered his head and pondered. Ever since the ghost mother sent back this news a few days ago, he has never been seen leaving the shrine again.

What is he plotting?

Kukai didn't find it strange what Jingu did.The other party is treating the entire country as their own sandbox for fun, and the situation is not going well.

Fang will naturally reach out and smooth it out.

It's just that he wasn't sure what the palace was thinking about. It had previously attacked the She family and subdued the Wu family with absolute force.So how does he deal with Buddhism now?

Is it from a political perspective?Or the economy?To influence them on worldly matters in the mountains or temples?

As for going directly to the door and forcibly relying on force to make Buddhism surrender, it may be possible, but this kind of behavior is quite unwise.

Like his Mount Koya, which has a history of more than a thousand years, a pure and huge faith, and the incarnations of several gods and Buddhas, so its hard power is definitely not weak.

It’s just that Buddhism is deeply divided within itself, and apart from major issues, it’s basically difficult to unite.

Even this time, it was the same. Each family defended its own mountain gate, and there was no mention of gathering strength to fight back against the shrine.

Kukai was a little worried, but it didn't matter. If he was really unable to resist, he would surrender frankly. As long as he could save his sect, everything else was secondary.

As for surrendering without a fight, that would be a bit funny. Giving up without giving it a try is not an option.

Just when Kukai was thinking about the corresponding strategy, a message came from the eternal world, which forced him to take it seriously.

"Ghost Mother? The attack from the Shrine has already come?"

Not daring to be careless, Kukai stood up and walked towards the entrance of Kongou Temple.

At the gate of the mountain, the ghost mother appeared in front of the disciples holding the wooden carving made by the shrine, followed by Iizunaru holding a camera.

"The Demon Goddess! And Iizuna Gongen? Is he here?"

Not seeing Jingu or anyone else, Kukai was even more confused.

The ghost mother shook her head, placed the wooden carving in her hand on the lamp holder, and spoke in a low voice.

"Kukai, he didn't come, but he said..."

"You only have one chance. If you want to surrender, just praise this Buddha statue three times, "Namo Fusion will save the world, the Great Ming King". If you don't want to, then he will destroy Mount Koya."

Kukai set his sights on the wooden statue of Fudo Myooh, but immediately he frowned.

The carvings are neither fish nor fowl, neither a compassionate Buddha nor an angry King Ming. Sure enough, the shrine is designed to humiliate and entertain.

Kukai sat down to calm his mind and said:

"This is absolutely impossible, let's let him show up. If no one comes, do you want to rely on your reputation to suppress them? It would be too deceptive."

Just as Kukai finished speaking, the nondescript wooden sculpture reflected dazzling golden light.

In the light, the wood carving gradually grew larger, and its texture seemed to be coated with copper paint, exuding a metallic luster, hiding the golden light within it.

Blocking out the sun, a dark bronze giant Buddha appears in the sky above Mount Koya.

And facing this battle, Kukai was not afraid.

"It's just a puppet, how can it be the real opponent of Ming Wang Faxiang?"

Kukai formed the fundamental seal of the Immovable King with his hands and recited the mantra, and all the disciples and novice monks in Mount Koya recited the mantra.

You know, Mount Koya is the largest incense temple in the world under Fudo Myoyo, and it has a history of thousands of years. Incense and spiritual energy soar into the sky, amidst bursts of chants of mantras.

The clouds were rolling down, like fire, accumulating over the entire Koyasan Mountains, and after the red clouds rolled some, they took on a strange blue color, like a deep blue sea of ​​fire.

Throughout Mount Koya, among the stone statues of gods and Buddhas and Buddhist niches and scriptures, golden threads are like thousands of strands, gradually condensing and forming in the sky above Mount Koya.

With blue-black skin and angry Vajra eyes, breathing out blue-black Qi, with fangs exposed, the image of Fudo Mingwang, who is naked and holding a sword, appears in the air.

On the ground are statues as dark as dead things, and in the sky is the majestic image of King Ming.

How can ordinary things be enemies of gods and Buddhas?