I, the lord of ghost stories

Then he figured it out.

"Yan Moai seems to have borrowed some power from hell. Chonggong Jizi relied on this power to absorb the soul, and it also has a suppressive effect on the soul."

"So Kanda Takuma is not necessarily physically dead, but his consciousness is temporarily suppressed. At this time, he feels danger and wakes up forcibly?"

If it is a real person after death, it takes time for the soul to wake up.

It takes several days for ordinary people, but it takes different time for mages and onmyojis with powerful spiritual power.

With Kanda Takuma's spiritual power, it would take at least seven days.

Concentrate on the space, and then a little pale white light changes from small to large, turning into a picture frame.

"The alien spirit body has been sealed, and there is a matching ghost story in the strange story library. Is it transformed into a weird one?"

Yuu Sifengyuan received this prompt for the first time.

Focus on this line of words, and soon some information will flow into your heart.

"The domain of [Ghost Story] transforms a specific object into a weird body that exists in the story...but I will pay all the price."

Yuu Sifeng quickly figured out the meaning of this option.

Weird can generally refer to all supernatural things... For example, monsters in Japan, monsters in the West, blood clans, and some haunted dead things.

This kind of created weirdness is directly under the control of Sifeng Yuanyu, and cannot violate his orders.

When they are active outside, the "fear" or "faith" they acquire will also be transformed into the power of Yuu Sifengin in proportion.

At the same time, there are many restrictions on creating a monster.

Not only does Yuu Sifeng need to consume his own strength, but there will also be a considerable period of fatigue.

"My spirit is already a god, and I should be able to grant power to others. It is not difficult to do similar things."

In other words, this is just the instinct of the master of ghost stories.

Yuu Sifengin hadn't tried it, but he knew he could do it.

"This function of the space just directly reminds me of the ability of this field."

"Does it give the target the power of a specific monster?"

The prompt box kept flashing, reminding Sifeng Yuanyou.

A large number of sparks have burst out on the thick and simple slate surface.

Kanda Takuma, who gradually woke up, seemed to be fiercely resisting the power of the seal inside the stone slab.

Accompanied by the intense and ear-piercing sound of friction, some scattered stone chips fell down and turned into dots of white stardust in the air, gorgeous and magnificent.

"no!"

This is someone else's revenge target, and it will be returned after it is used up.

"Try to torture the information, especially the secret biography of the Kanda style."

In Sifeng Yuanyou's mind, he conveyed his request.

"Can be achieved."

In the space, a beam of white light hangs down from the dome, directly covering the swaying stone slab.

The struggle became more intense, and on the surface of the stone slab, there were human-shaped protrusions, like plasticine.

The slate itself is actually the embodiment of the seal.

He almost broke.

It's just that in the light, a force field fell down afterward.

The bumps were immediately smoothed out, and the silver light silver luster was plated on the surface of the slate.

All resistance was suppressed.

The flowing light is like a waterfall, most of which are light gray examples, a few light white, showing irregular tracks.

Along with these streams of light shrouded down, traces of water vapor-like air were drawn intermittently from the stone slab.

The mist does not dissipate, nor does it flow to other places, but gradually condenses in the air, faintly forming the appearance of a book.

"Sure enough!"

I was worried about whether the space could do this.

Seeing it with his own eyes at this moment, Yuu Sifeng was relieved.

The inheritance of spells has always been strict, and it is only passed on secretly within the family.

Some of the secrets are even passed on orally, and are only given to the next generation of heirs.

Under normal circumstances, as an outsider, Yuu Sifeng, even if he captured Kanda Takuma's soul, he would never want to spy on it.

In history, there used to be conjurers who specialized in souls, so as to spy on the secrets of various schools.

Since then, various schools have developed protection and secrecy methods against spirits.

When necessary, would rather self-destruct than not allow leaks.

Because of this, this kind of attack was effectively prevented—even if the undead were caught and tortured, nothing would be gained, and gradually no one did it.

But space has this great power, which can isolate the inside and outside, suppress spells, and forcibly strip out knowledge.

Sifengyuan Youkan's mind swayed, he felt that he understood, but it seemed that he didn't understand anything.

The gray-white mist gradually gathered, and the condensed shape became full, forming a gray-white spiritual book.

There has been no news from below for a long time, and the light on the slate has dimmed by about half.

This is the secret policy of extracting Kanda Takuma's spirit.

With a light touch on the pages of the book, I saw this thin booklet slowly opening in front of my eyes.

The title page says "Kanda Style".

Page by page, slowly unfolding in front of Yuu Sifeng.

Pulling out demons, barriers, body protection, seals, curses, five elements, divination, spell tools, monsters...

He has some understanding of some, and there are similar discussions in Sifengyuanliu Yinyang Art, but he has a completely different point of view;

More, it is a field that he has not covered.

After skimming through it hastily, and had no time to read intensively, Si Fengyuan turned to the last volume.

"Secret Biography - Shikigami Ghost Princess".

There is only one secret biography, but it occupies half of the entire book.

At the beginning of the chapter, the ancestors of Kanda-ryu proposed the concept of "man-made shikigami" for the powerful shikigami, and made a preliminary conception.

The follow-up is the inheritance of this concept by successive generations of Kanda-style successors, and perfected the concept.

How they perfected the process of secret transmission, the difficulties encountered in the exploration, and the solutions they tried to solve were equivalent to teaching Sifeng Yuanyu hand in hand.

From the design of the ghost hall, the selection and arrangement of spirit vein nodes, setting up barriers with different functions, to exploring the secrets of the nether world, and even capturing real powerful ghosts for comparative research...

And most importantly, the last step is to shape the ghost girl in the spirit veins, and sublimate a powerful shikigami that is comparable to the ancient monsters.

This is the origin of "Ghost Ji Minzi".

Exhausted 400 years of hard work, the first finished product perfected by the elites of the Kanda family.

The field of mysticism involved in it is very profound, which made Yu Sifengyuan fascinated by it.

This is definitely the quintessence of the Kanda-ryu Onmyojutsu of all ages.

Worth it!

Too much value!

Sifengyuanyou's spiritual power is already quite strong, what is lacking is knowledge.

Of course, Kanda Liu cannot be compared with the first-class families such as Huakaiyuan and Qingqiuyuan, but it is enough to make up for his shortcomings.

After this matter is over, after a year or two of mastery, Sifeng Yuanyu is sure to improve his overall strength to a higher level.

Even if you are already an immortal god, you must continue to learn and improve.

Chapter 13 Try to die once?

Black clouds drift across the sky, gradually revealing starlight.

A crescent moon is surrounded by a few clouds, emitting a hazy white soft light.

In the breeze and drizzle, a beautiful girl in a sailor suit stood there quietly.

A handsome young man who covered one eye appeared beside her and asked:

"Miss, what should I do next?"

Looking up at the other side, the pair of sisters seemed to be discussing something, and even laughed out loud.

Laughter like silver bells came along with the wind and spread far away in the night.

"I didn't expect that the hell communication would be forcibly blocked. When did such a strong person appear in the world?"

A charming and mature woman dressed in a classical kimono, showing a large section of her neck, also appeared from behind the girl in sailor suit.

"That person's power is not what a human being should have... Even the Onmyoji family shouldn't be at this level."

The old people with short and kind faces followed closely behind and expressed their views.

"Hell communication is not allowed to be interrupted at will. Interrupting it risks offending Hell."

Part of the truth was reflected in the crimson pupils of the girl in sailor suit.

She used words carefully, considered her tone, and said in an uncertain tone:

"If I'm not mistaken, he's not human at all."

"Miss, what did you see?"

The handsome boy continued to ask.

"...there is a strong obstacle."

"With the backing of hell, can't you see it too?"

The tall slender woman was somewhat unwilling to fail.

The beautiful girl looked again, then shook her head:

"No, the power of hell is also blocked outside, and only his disguise can be seen."

"Humans can't do this. He... seems to have an essence similar to hell."

When these words came out, all three were shocked.

"Miss, have we been involved in a terrible whirlpool?"

The short old man's smile was also a little stiff.

"It's obviously a hell-like monster, but you want to pretend to be a human?"

"This is troublesome, miss, what are you going to do!"

Yan Moai's expression was indifferent, as if she had no emotion at all.

"Do nothing, just wait."

"What we can do, we have done."

"Next, it's up to him to negotiate with hell!"

Her eyes were dim, as if she had some kind of anticipation.

"You, can you fight hell?"

The handsome man whose eyes were blocked by bangs sighed:

"What is the lady thinking?"

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