This witch is a boy

Therefore, onmyojis were able to summon souls unscrupulously before, completely excepting the 800 million gods in Japan and starting anew.

However, Ying Siguang is neither an onmyoji nor a member of the Tuyumen family, let alone Tuyumen Shinto, so he can only pray obediently, hoping that the gods will agree.

If you want to communicate, you must cast spells.Casting spells is also very particular, that is to communicate with the gods first, and the main content of this spellcasting is to communicate with Yueyomi. The underworld is under the control of Yueyiming, one of the three noble son gods. In addition, at night, it would be very taboo to bypass the gods regardless of the gods themselves, and it would easily offend the gods' wrath.

However, since Huangquan is the residence of Huangquanjin Dashen, Tsukiyomi only needs to say it, and Izanami must agree to it in the end.

The red fan bone of the professional fan emits a faint light, which represents the consent of the gods.

With a light touch, a white shadow appeared on the corpse of the deceased, and finally a person exactly like the corpse appeared.

He is the dead.

"Why am I here, and who is lying on the ground." The person who returned from the underworld looked at the person who fell on the ground, then looked at Natori Monday and Kiguro Zenjiro, and finally focused on wearing On the body of Hikaru Takashi in white clothes and crimson hakama.

"You're dead. I'm a maiden from Ise Shrine. Next to you is an onmyoji. You, who was harmed by onmyoji, shouldn't be an ordinary person."

Ying Siguang looked at the confused middle-aged man, did he actually realize that he was dead?

"You mean I'm dead, how is that possible, I just ate a bowl of rice just now, and I'm going to sleep."

The middle-aged man looked dazed, with a pained look on his face. No matter who knew that he was dead, he would be in pain when he knew that he would never see his family members again.

"You are indeed dead, can you tell me your name and where you came from?"

Ying Siguang asked solemnly, people who were eliminated by Yin and Yang Dao must have resentment towards those who killed themselves.

The middle-aged man showed pain, and finally said in a deep voice, "King Beichen..."

However, before he finished speaking, a sudden flame directly hit the soul, and the middle-aged man screamed and turned into a puff of green smoke.

"Guangjun, be careful."

Natori Monday pushed him away, and another flame hit him directly, and Kiguro Zenjiro reacted and swung out a spell, blocking the flame.

So fast, so fast, the speed of the shot actually surpassed the perception of his country's first-level onmyoji and twelve generals.

"Natori-kun, please take care of me, Miss Guang, that guy must not have gone far, and I will definitely not let this despicable guy go."

Mumu Zenjiro said angrily, suddenly several crows flew out of his body and chased the people outside.

"Why do you want to save me?"

Ying Siguang knelt on the ground and looked at the weak young man on the ground, his face was pale with blood.

He and Natori Monday don't have a deep relationship, but he was rescued by him on the way to Ise Shrine a year ago. If he hadn't invited him today, he might not have participated in the filming of this documentary.

I just didn't expect him to save himself.

Chapter 46 Izanami's Wrath

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

He took a bowl of clear water from the room, took out the dagger and slipped it in his finger. The deep red blood fell into the bowl and mixed with the clear water, finally exuding a strong aroma of wine.

Eagle Siguang hated fighting, hated fighting, and even avoided fighting, but he was not afraid of fighting.

Why do people fight each other endlessly, and what is the point of doing so.

I don't want to fight, but when it comes time to fight, I don't lack the courage and determination to fight back.

Blood is fused with clear water and turned into fine wine. Before he became the deity of the outer palace of Ise Jingu, Toyosho was famous for brewing fine wine that could cure diseases.

Blessed by the Great God, his own blood has the power to heal people from injuries.

"God of efficacy, where is the murderer?"

Chanting the name of the god of efficaciousness, he threw the professional fan in his hand on the ground, and the fan fell on the ground and pointed directly to the east.

"Where are you going?"

Natori Monday, who drank the fine wine, was obviously much better than before when he was wounded and dying. Seeing Takashimitsu who was about to leave with his folding fan

"Go and settle accounts with that person."

Holding a folding fan in his hand, Hikaru Takashi said that he had asked Director Saito to take care of Natori Monday.

"You are no match for him. Whether it's the ability to react in battle, it obviously involves Yin Yang Dao's own housework. Why do you want to get involved?"

Natori stopped Ying Siguang on Monday, and he vaguely guessed something from the man chanting the name of King Beichen, which was the name of a certain big man in the past.

Tuyumen Yeguang, an unborn genius in the Tuyumen family who once brilliantly ruled the Yinyang Dao, is even compared with his ancestor Abe Seimei in the Yinyang Dao.

He has this qualification, because Tuyumen Yeguang has become a myth of Yin and Yang. At the end of the Pacific War, when the whole country was at an end, the senior officers of the military department took a fancy to his incomparable talent for spells and let him Developed modern Onmyo which is now widely used.

Nadeko of Lengquanyuan used to be very disdainful of Onmyoji, which was developed by Tu Mimon, and was only used for combat. She believed that modern Onmyoji had lost its original meaning.

But what I have to admit is the incomparable combat power and destructive power of modern Yin-Yang arts. Grouped war rituals cancel the obscure parts, simplify some spells, and strengthen their power. If they are operated well, a A brilliant onmyoji at the level of the Twelve Divine Generals is equivalent to the combat power of a regiment, and in ancient times, it could even reverse a medium-sized or even a large-scale battle.

Strength represents authority and power. If he is placed in the Warring States period, then there is no such thing as a Warring States name to unify the world. One person can conquer a country. This is where the power of modern Onmyoji reformed by Tsuchimikado lies.

Senior military officials pinned their hopes on Tu Yumen Yeguang, hoping that his family's Yin-Yang Dao "Taishan Fujun Festival" can save the country and use it to counteract American aircraft, artillery, aircraft carriers, and even atomic bombs.

The weight of the entire country was on him, which eventually led to the failure of the "Taishan Fujun Festival" performed by Tuyumen Yeguang in Tokyo.

It was the first to cause continuous spiritual disasters in Tokyo, which caused the allied forces who originally wanted to completely eliminate Onmyoji to hesitate. In the end, they could only hand over this mess to the Onmyoji in Tokyo.

However, the Onmyodo believers who worship Tuyumen Yeguang believe that Tuyumen Yeguang has not failed, but that he has been reincarnated and will eventually appear in this era.

The believers who rule the whole world and believe in luminous light call Tuyumen luminous light to be the king of Beichen. However, the modern Yin Yang Hall is resolutely cracking down on these luminous believers.

Only onmyojis of the same level as the Twelve Divine Generals can hide their perception from the perception of the Twelve Generals. In this modern age, where Shinto, Shugendo, and Esoteric Buddhism coexist, they are truly superior to others. Coquettish, occupying a dominant position, only the group of onmyojis in Tokyo Onmyodo are at the apex of this country, not inferior to the strength of the Self-Defense Forces.

The onmyojis at the level of the Twelve Generals are the most powerful and powerful people at the apex of the entire country.

It is very unwise to deal with enemies at the level of the Twelve Gods, especially the night light believers who have a huge organization and the Hall of Yin and Yang.

"Because he hurt you, someone so important to me."

Ying Siguang walked at the door and said, this is already two life-saving graces, and he will never forget such kindness no matter what.

"Important person...Guangjun, my injury is not important, don't meddle in this matter."

Natori Zhou Yi was a little flustered, obviously the other party was a boy, why was he a little moved.

"When I came to Ise, His Majesty Zhai Palace once taught me that as a person who serves the gods, complaints, dissatisfaction, and resentment are not only not allowed to be spoken, but also not to be thought in the heart. You have to keep your peace of mind and don't mess with your own heart."

Ying Siguang said faintly, remembering the teaching of Zhai Gong back then and closing his eyes, "I thought it was really difficult, as a human being, how can I not be angry, I will cry when I am sad, and I will cry when I am happy. Laughing, I want to rush forward when encountering injustice, and feel angry when encountering righteous indignation, this is a human emotion.”

Takashiko and Natori Yiyi looked at each other, covered their mouths and smiled lightly, "I realized later that Zhaigong wants me, no matter what happens, I can't get lost in my heart, when I'm happy, When you are unhappy, angry, and compassionate, you are actually yourself. I am Hikari Matsuhira, and I am Hikari Matsuhira with a kind heart and a devotion to God. This will not change, and I cannot deviate from my own path no matter what .”

"The heart of compassion is the essence of benevolence; the heart of shame is the essence of righteousness; the heart of humiliation is the essence of propriety; the heart of right and wrong is the essence of wisdom."

Takashiko looked outside, that guy seemed to be entangled by Kogure Zenjiro, so he hurried to help.

After opening his eyes, he had already begun to feel the wrath of the gods, which was Izanami's wrath.

Every undead should go to the kingdom of the underworld. Even if they are summoned to the human world, they must be sent back after being summoned. However, someone desecrated the soul and made the soul disappear in the world.

This is the anger that belongs to Izanami. As the creation god of this country and the mother of the supreme god Amaterasu Omikami, she is called the giant god Izanami by the people.

Giant god, it sounds like it is more powerful than the Great God who is Amaterasu!

Chapter 47

The sound of shikigami fighting came from a distance, the sound of explosions came continuously, and the sudden sound of people crying on the streets of Kyoto caused the surrounding crowd to cry.

Onmyojis of the Twelve Generals level fight, among other things, their combat power and destructive power are second to none, especially when two Onmyojis of the Twelve Generals level fight each other.

The stars in the night sky are dim, and the moon does not know which cloud it has shrunk into. It is not obvious that the night in Kyoto a few days ago was still a good weather for watching the moon and stars.

The sound of booming explosions continued for a long time, which frightened the Chinese tourists living in nearby hotels to think that the domestic demolition office was driving Lanxiang brand bulldozers to Japan, the thousand-year-old capital, to carry out demolition.

The local residents of Kyoto got up from their rooms one by one in the middle of the night and directly dialed the alarm number of the Kyoto Police Department. Because there were so many people, the call was temporarily disconnected.

"Hehe Yangyang can't get rid of her. All the evils travel far away and the wraiths subdue the demons and retreat as quickly as the law"

The incantation of Yin Yang Dao turned into substantial power in the hands of Mumu Zenjiro, completely surrounding the front area.

The black crow wailed and tossed its wings. There were countless shikigami in front of it, including lions, tigers, and rhinos, and there were a lot of them.

The shikigami who were about the size of real animals rushed towards the crows fiercely. The shikigami enslaved by the onmyoji had powers that ordinary beasts did not possess. A crow jumped in the air, biting and entangled with the crows. The crow was originally intact. Each one became scarred.

"Stop, I'm arresting you as an independent Demonic Officer of the Demon Bureau of the Yin-Yang Hall, for violating the Yin-Yang Law..."

Kiguro Zenjirou said loudly, trying to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum, which is different from the relaxed and freehand situation when eliminating spiritual disasters in the past. Now he is facing the strongest enemy he has ever met.

"Oh, it turned out to be the onmyoji from the Demon Bureau. It seems that the old man is regarded as a mobile spiritual disaster. This is really interesting."

There was a smile on the old man's face, wearing a black tuxedo and elegant attire like a butler of a noble family.

This is a park under construction, because it was already night and the workers had all gone back, so Zenjiro Kiguro forced the old man to this place as a decisive battle.

The three-meter-long giant shikigami became the main force of the battle when the crows screamed after fighting with the beasts. However, this kind of shikigami may be invincible in bullying children on the battlefield, but he Kugure Zenjiro understands it very well , the old man in front of him is not a simple character.

"People are not killed by this old man. Why don't you plan to let this old man go? This time, this old man was only entrusted by others. There is no conflict of interest with the Onmyoji in your Onmyoji Hall."

The old man said slowly, looking at the sky where the weather changed suddenly, lightning and thunder, he took out a black umbrella from nowhere and put it on. It seemed that it was going to rain.

"I'll get you arrested first, you must be in collusion with the followers of Ye Guang."

Mu Mu Zenjiro didn't think so much, maybe this is a difficult enemy, but this guy must be arrested and brought to justice before that breath comes.

Kyoto is now stationed in Saio, and the Saigu of Ise Shrine is also staying in Kyoto. Now Kyoto seems to have become the core of the second Shinto after Ise.

Shrines and temples such as Heian Shrine, Kamo Shrine, Fushimi Inari Taisha, Toji Temple, Kiyomizu Temple, Chion-in Temple, Byodo-in Temple, and Kinkakuji Temple make one's scalp numb.

The heritage brought by the ancient capital of thousands of years brings countless shrines and temples, and each of them has huge strength. In particular, there is a Seimei Shrine in Kyoto, which is a symbol of Yin and Yang Dao. It's really a slap in the face of Yin Yang Hall and Yin Yang Dao.

Mumu Zencilang is naturally indifferent, but he doesn't dare to do things that would shame the entire Yin-Yang Dao, and he must personally catch any rebellion that violates the Yin-Yang Law.

"Restrain, hurry like a law!"

Throwing the talisman, the wooden talisman turned into vines in the air, wrapped around the old man's heels like a straw rope, and climbed up along his body in an instant, surrounding him.

"It seems that the old man has been underestimated."

As the old man said so, a light appeared in his eyes, and the vines burst into flames in an instant, and the raging flames completely burned the vines.

Then there was another low-pitched impact sound. Before Kogure Zenjiro could react, his whole body was hit by a huge force on the slide not far from the park. The invisible arrow firmly nailed his body to the slide.

"Have you forgotten? The so-called shikigami, besides the mechanical shikigami created by humans, is there some kind of ancient shikigami?"

The old man patted the flame on his body, and the flame that was originally burning on his body disappeared under the slap of his hand. The high-end tuxedo seemed to have no trace of burning, intact and brand new.

"The way of yin and yang is not just as superficial as you have shown. I think the samurai sword in your arms is mostly just a prop for casting spells, but a weapon for the soul. Then, I forgive the old man for not being with you, let the old man Go ahead."

The old man made a bow and prepared to get up and leave gracefully. Beside him was a huge human-shaped shikigami, whose whole body was filled with mud, and the whole body contained the spirit of nature.

The modern shikigami made of steel, alloy and various modern equipment certainly have good power, but they have no future. They just rely on the onmyoji to exert their powerful power, but there is an upper limit after all, and it is not as good as self-cultivation after all. A growing shikigami.

"When did you sneak attack?"

Kiguro Zenjiro held back the pain in his body, and looked at when that huge shikigami hid his perception and attacked him.

I couldn't move my whole body, not only because of my own body, but more importantly, I seemed to be cursed invisibly just now.

When exactly?

Mumu Zenjiro couldn't figure it out, suddenly there was a thunder and lightning, and rain fell from the sky.

The rain fell on his face crackling, and also on the old man's huge human-shaped shikigami. Only because the old man took up the umbrella early, not a single drop of rain fell on him.

I am a national first-class onmyoji, one of the twelve god generals, but why would I be dealt with so simply by this old man, it’s like playing a game, it’s terrible, I really want to swear to become the strongest onmyoji Mu Mu Zen times?

Like a carp, it opens its mouth to suck the rainwater dripping down the bridge of its nose.Compared with winning or losing in battle, what is really defeated is one's own heart.

My heart has been defeated.

It was like the rain of the last days, and the world was in darkness.

The old man waved his hand towards the vicinity of the park, and a taxi drove towards where he was.

In an instant, a dazzling white light appeared in the park, just like the stars changing, instantly changing from black to day.

The old man stopped his steps, and the umbrella in his hand was shot to the wall by an arrow, and the arrow branch exuded a faint white light.

The rain fell on the old man's body quite embarrassingly. Mumu Zenci looked at the sudden flash of light and looked at the place where the arrow shot, with doubts on his face.

A priestess in a white robe and scarlet hakama dropped her bow and arrow and stood there, and said in a cold voice, "Are you the one who persecuted this person's soul?"

Miko seems to be the only light in this dark world.