Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a pit

However, what he was most concerned about at this moment was not Shaka's realm, but the fact that this guy actually abandoned the Buddha Realm and returned to the Holy Land. Isn't he afraid that something might happen to the Buddha Realm?

As if sensing Jia Long's thoughts, Shaka said calmly:

"Galon, don't worry. A few days ago, Azhapok's undead army made a comeback. My sister and I fought against him. There will be no problem in the Buddha Realm in the short term."

"Oh? That Di Kuixing guy is restless again? Did you and Yura defeat him?"

"It's just a powerful clone of his. Azha Poju's methods are unpredictable and his personality is very suspicious. We haven't been able to find his real body yet."

"No wonder...Shaka, it seems that you had an epiphany during the battle with his clone."

"That's right. Garon, I didn't come to you this time just for Azhavaju."

Shaka seemed not to want to dwell on Azha Poju. He nodded calmly and went straight to Jia Long and said:

"Galon, ever since we parted at the Buddha Realm, I feel that the aura of Emperor Shi Tian in you has become stronger and stronger. You must have practiced Emperor Shi Tian's Zen. It seems that you are destined to be with Buddha just as I guessed."

"Shaka, do you mean that I can become a Buddha in the future?"

"It's hard to say, Garlon. I can't predict whether you can become a Buddha or not, but you haven't looked for my sister for so long since you came back. I guess you are not far from passing away."

"Uh...that makes sense. Shaka, thanks for the reminder. I'll go find Yura tonight."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 374: Holy Sword! The best companion for the explosive clothing flow

After being reminded by his brother-in-law Shaka, Jia Long rushed to the Buddha Realm that night, and found that the big Buddha, Old Yula, was throwing things in the room with an angry face.

There was no other choice, Jia Long could only bite the bullet and enter the Great Buddha's bedroom. Then he used his eloquence and the blood power that he had painstakingly tempered over the past few days to play games with Yura for a whole night, and only then did he appease the Great Buddha.

Afterwards, Jia Long promised to come over every two days, and only then did Yura let Jia Long leave with satisfaction.

However, Jia Long was not in a hurry to return to the Holy Land.

He sneaked into the Taoist realm and came to Wulao Peak to meet Tonghu.

This old man is still a sight to behold in Mount Lushan. However, ever since the underworld took control of the Dao Realm, fewer foreign friends dare to travel to Mount Lushan. Tonghu's business has plummeted, and he spends more time guiding Wang Hu and the returning Bailong in their training.

Seeing Jia Long coming, Wang Hu and Bai Long were very cordial.

Wang Hu is now working hard to inherit the immortal robes of the White Tiger lineage, and Bai Long does not seem to have any intention of returning to the Holy Land. He is following Tong Hu to practice the natural fusion method unique to immortal fighters.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to be considering giving up his identity as a Saint Seiya and is preparing to inherit Kang Jinlong's lineage.

Jia Long supports this.

After all, compared with the powerful Holy Land, the Dao Realm that suffered a devastating blow needs revitalization more. The Immortal Fighters have become the staunch allies of the Holy Land, so Jia Long naturally hopes that they can regain their strength.

For this reason, Jia Long has already planned to hand over Kang Jinlong Immortal Robe.

As long as he breaks through the eighth sense, Alaya consciousness, he will have the Realm Treasure and will not need the Kangjin Dragon Immortal Robe to cast the Seal of the Stars in the Heavens. At that time, he can completely hand over the Kangjin Dragon Immortal Robe to Bailong.

In this way, Shillyu's Heavenly Dragon Cloth has been found.

The reason he came to see Dohko this time was to recommend Shiryu to him, and he also wanted to ask the old man if there was any possibility for him to come out and participate in the Galaxy Arena.

However, to his disappointment, when he proposed his idea, Tonghu's old face was full of disinterest.

"Gallon, don't try to take advantage of me anymore. The holy war is about to begin, and my days of peace are numbered. Now I have Wang Hu and Bai Long to teach, so how can I have the energy to help you take care of the children?"

"As for the Galaxy Arena Tournament? That's a good idea. Go for it boldly. I'll be cheering for you youngsters in front of the TV!"

Jia Long was very disappointed with Tong Hu's answer.

However, the other party was senior and took advantage of his age, so Jia Long had no way to force Tong Hu, even though he knew that the old man was actually only eighteen years old.

Forget it, a forced melon is not sweet, Jia Long can only return to the Holy Land and prepare to change Zilong's teacher.

……

Capricorn.

Shura was concentrating on carving a wood sculpture.

However, unlike the previous time when he was forced by Shi Ang to carve the statue of the Virgin Mary, what Shura was carving now was a statue of a celestial dragon. He was not using carving tools but his hands. Every stroke was extremely careful and meticulous. The holy sword that was powerful enough to split mountains and crack the earth seemed to have become an embroidery needle in his hand.

Shura looked like he was driving an excavator to cook. It was obvious that he was not carving at this moment, but using carving to concentrate on sharpening the sword in his hand.

Jia Long walked in, and Shura did not move at all, still concentrating on the wooden sculpture of the dragon in his hand.

"Xura, I didn't expect you to look so fierce, but you are quite quiet when you practice."

"Galon, are you here to laugh at me?"

"That's not the case. I just saw that you have a heart to slay dragons, but you don't have any dragons to slay. I was afraid that you would get sick from holding it in, so I came to see you."

"You still say you're not here to laugh at me? Garlon, do you believe that I will kill you, the sea dragon, before I go crazy?"

"Come on if you can."

After Jia Long finished laughing, his expression straightened up and he said:

"Shura, I remember you once said that when you were a child, a fortuneteller told you that as long as you came to the Holy Land, you would have the opportunity to slay a dragon and soar to the sky. However, those with dragon blood are extremely rare in this world. If you take the likes of me and Tiamat as opponents, you will only ascend to the sky... cough! Don't look so fierce. What I mean is, have you ever thought about raising a dragon yourself?"

"You mean I should raise a dragon to slay?"

"About the same. I adopted a child in the Yama Kingdom. His name is Zilong. He has the blood of a celestial dragon, which is even rarer than my Mosasaur bloodline. If you are not afraid of being beaten to death by him in the future, I can give him to you to train. How about it? Are you interested?"

"?!"

Shura finally stopped carving, raised his head and shot his eyes at Jia Long like two sharp swords. Seeing that the other party was not joking, Shura's ferocious face suddenly showed strong interest.

"Galon, let me train this child called Zilong. I also want to see how powerful the dragon race will be with the holy sword!"

Jia Long left Capricorn Palace with satisfaction.

His few words aroused Shura's interest, and Zilong's search for a teacher went surprisingly smoothly.

It is a good idea to give Shiryu to Shura for training. After all, the combination of Exploding Clothes + Holy Sword has an extraordinary record in the comics, and it would be a shame not to use them together.

As for dragon fighting skills, Jia Long knows more than Dohko, so there is no need to worry about Zilong's growth with him around.

"The only one missing is Ikki..."

In just two days, Jia Long had solved the mentor problem for the five young players, leaving only Ikki. Because of Giroud's previous promise, Jia Long didn't need to worry about it anymore.

But, is it really a good idea to leave Ikki to be trained by the bitter and resentful Kiruti?

Shake his head.

Jarlong didn't want to waste his time on these things anymore, so he returned to the Gemini Womb and continued to fight the Dragon Mother Tiamat.

Since Jia Long had to run between the Yama Kingdom and the Buddha Realm at night, he was too busy. He had to put the attack on Esther off during the day, refresh the Tiamat mirror image, and take advantage of the rest time to severely attack Esther with Eri.

No matter what Esther is doing in broad daylight.

Treat the enemy as coldly as a harsh winter. No matter what she is doing, just fight her!

In addition to training and attacking Esther, Jia Long was also focusing on two things:

One thing is the preparation for the Galaxy Arena. Mitsumasa Kido has already started building infrastructure all over the world. At the same time, an overwhelming publicity campaign has also begun. He will even come to the Sanctuary for interviews recently. The Sanctuary is ready to challenge the gods through modern media.

The other thing is to help Deathmask quit his addiction. Mu has gone to Cancer Palace today, but Deathmask is stubborn and the gentle Mu has no way to deal with him. He can only use a crystal wall to prevent him from entering the underworld. This made Deathmask roar for a whole day, and the miserable sound of the aunt's addiction attack could be clearly heard even in the Gemini Palace.

"Tomorrow it's Aldebaran's turn, and the day after tomorrow it's my turn. Humph, Deathmask, I'm not as easy to talk to as Mu. For the sake of the Twelve Golden Roars and the Light of Justice, you must be prepared to die!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 375: Hopeless! Kick down Hirazaka

Jia Long's life of meditation in the holy land is still going on.

The next day, Aldebaran entered the Cancer Palace with a large amount of precious ingredients. He wanted to show off his expertise in preparing a feast for Deathmask, so that Deathmask would forget about Aunt Red Shoes and fall in love with the delicious food.

However, Deathmask was not interested at all, which made Aldiba so angry that he hit him on the head with a frying pan and left Cancer Palace angrily.

Arudiba, like Mu, tried and failed to save Cancer.

Day three.

Jia Long arrived at the gate of Cancer Palace.

The star map symbol outside the Cancer Palace is very special. In the eyes of people like Jia Long who have relatively poor visual thinking ability, the composition of its star points is not a crab, but rather looks like a "6" and a "9".

The palace of Cancer is gloomy and eerie, completely different from the warm Gemini palace, giving people the feeling of entering a thousand-year-old tomb.

Moreover, just after Jia Long walked a few steps into the room, a large number of dead faces appeared on the ground and walls. They were all ghosts wearing red dancing shoes, each one more hideous and terrifying than the other.

If an ordinary person walked here, he would have been scared to death, but Jia Long just snorted lightly, and those ghosts were frightened and fled in panic.

Because Jia Long, who had been fighting the Dragon Mother these two days, had a strong dragon aura on him. Even if only a trace of it was emitted, it was not something that an ordinary ghost could withstand.

"Garon, you are a Gold Saint, why do you have to make things difficult for them?"

As the ghost of the red dancing shoes retreated, the thin figure of Deathmask appeared. Even wearing the flamboyant Cancer Gold Armor, it was difficult to hide his decadence. He looked as if he had been hollowed out by overindulgence, just like the internet-addicted teenager who lived and ate in Internet cafes all year round that Jia Long had seen in his previous life.

"Galon, I know you have the same goal as Mu and Arudiba, so don't waste your time."

Before Jia Long could speak, Deathmask raised his hands, put on an attitude of being ready to die, and resolutely faced Jia Long.

"Even if I have to fight you, who is known as the strongest Gold Saint, I, Deathmask, will never leave them."

"Oh? Deathmask, you would rather fight me than leave them?"

"Not bad!"

"why?"

"because of love!"

"like?"

Hearing Deathmask's answer, Jia Long couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Deathmask, what's so cute about these ghost-like aunties? There are so many beauties in the world, aren't they enough for you to love?"

"Galon, you don't understand love."

Deathmask took a deep breath and said:

"Galon, what you think of as love is just desire in my eyes. True love transcends age, time and space, life and death, so whether they are very old, whether they are from hell, or whether they are dead, it doesn't matter to me..."

"You know, I have had a psychic physique since I was a child. I can clearly feel the deep love these aunts have for me. In the past, I was very afraid of this kind of love, and I always wanted to escape. But since I was forced by you and Shura to read all the dead souls in the Lost Realm, I decided not to escape anymore and face their love for me, because I love them too..."

"I love them walking in groups in dark alleys, I love their inexpensive looks, I love their rich experiences like treasures, and I want to make love with them passionately!"

Looking at Deathmask who was getting more and more excited, Jia Long was speechless. After a long while, he said calmly:

"Deathmask, I understand."

"Galon, do you really understand?"

"Yeah, I really understand."

Jia Long sighed and looked at Deathmask helplessly: "Now I really understand, Deathmask, you are a pervert, I shouldn't reason with you!"

"really……"

Deathmask was not angry when he heard this, but he showed extreme disappointment: "Garlon, you really don't understand love. You are just like all of them, you just want to break us up..."

"In this case, I, Deathmask, will use my life to protect my love! Take it, Corpse Qi Underworld Wave~"

Deathmask raised his finger at Jia Long almost crazily.

With the blessing of the golden armor, a powerful ghost star cluster descended from the Cancer constellation in the sky and wrapped around Jia Long.

"Garon, the corpse gas of Cancer is the entrance for the souls on earth to another world. Even if your body is strong, if you are hit by this move, your soul will be sent to the realm of death... Huh?!"

Before Deathmask could finish his words, his eyes widened.

Because Jia Long blocked his powerful corpse-qi underworld wave with just one finger.

At this time, Jia Long was not wearing the holy robes.

And Deathmask can also be certain that although Jia Long's microcosm realm is far higher than his, he has definitely not yet realized the eighth sense that transcends life and death.

Since the opponent has not comprehended the eighth sense, he can definitely fight with him with the strength of the seventh sense blessed by the golden armor.

However, the result was that as soon as Jia Long stretched out his finger, his extremely strange underworld wave was completely suppressed.

At this moment, he truly felt Jia Long's power.

So powerful that he could hardly resist.

"Deathmask, your little universe is not worthy of your fighting skills. I can feel that the Cancer Gold Cloth on you is crying..."