Tokyo City, Chiyoda-ku, Imperial Palace

In a room full of classical Japanese style, an old woman in a kimono who looks like an ordinary old woman personally hands the cup in her hand to the shrine maiden who is also sitting on a tatami mat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Eri Uesugi stroking the bow she had just put down, smiled at the old man in the suit sitting across from her. With a smile and a smile, she combines the gentleness of a traditional Japanese woman with the toughness of a samurai, and is full of a different kind of charm.

"How's it going?"

As the supreme leader of Shinto, Mr. Ming gently took a sip of turquoise tea, and sat down with the old woman in kimono who signaled to accompany him to old age, and he looked at the red and white shrine maiden.

"Yes, his mission is done. ”

The feeling of oppression from a high-ranking life emanating from Eri Uesugi's body gradually disappeared, and she relaxed her body and smiled calmly, like an ordinary girl in the neighborhood.

"When he returns, the 'Eight-Foot Hooka' will lend him back to his soul......"

"Are you sure you don't regret it?"

"If I had known that he was too...... I wouldn't have agreed to him like that!"

Although Mr. Ming's tone was full of superficial dissatisfaction, Eri could hear the meaning of his hidden words.

"No problem!"

Mr. Ming looked at Eri Uesugi's delicate face and sighed softly, he knew that such a reality was too cruel for these young generations.

But this kind of cruelty is a last resort.

"Including Eri Yi, there are five celestial beings in my Shinto sect at the moment, and among the five celestial beings, only you have embarked on that 'path'......"

The Japanese imperial family where Mr. Akira belongs is a true god descendant with a family tree.

As the price of the gods, although each head of the imperial family has the power to control the 'leyline qi' of the entire Japan, they are unable to extend their lifespan through cultivation......

"No matter who is the final victor on this road, as long as that 'existence' is born, all sacrifices will be meaningful!"

"The road is to come out by yourself......"

......

Tokyo Airport, under the Amakusa arrangement, the airport specially seconded a private jet.

In the unwilling struggle of Janis and her nun teammates, Fang Hong threw these battle nuns who had already been locked by Fang Hong with the forbidden magic to lock the source of Shenhai's magic power onto the plane.

"Are you going to Europe with you?"

Fang Hong looked at the current Pope of the Cross Sect who was standing in front of him, who also had a hedgehog head, and looked like a father and son.

"Everyone wants to meet the Empress. ”

"What's more, even if we continue to stay in Japan, Shinto Buddhism won't have any good feelings for us after something like this happens!"

With the sound of the word Jiangong Zhai, more than forty men and women following him nodded in the same way, as if the proposal had been approved.

"Send someone under the fence!"

Fang Hong blurted out, but looking at the bitterness that came out of the mouth of Jiangong Zhaizi, Fang Hong didn't say much, he patted Jiangong Zhaizi's shoulder, and could only send him blessings.

Inside the private jets, most of them are captured battle nuns.

In order to prevent them from harming the airliner on the way, they were put on a separate straitjacket.

"Lord Janis!"

The ten-year-old nun with blond hair woke up from her slumber, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she noticed that her arm was bound at the back of her wrist, and she looked at her leader with some alarm.

"Mission failed, we lost!"

Janis Santis closed her eyes and said in a very indifferent tone.

"The failure of this mission is all because I underestimated the enemy, don't worry, I will ask the Bishop for punishment. ”

As she spoke, Janis looked at her feet, where there was a 'lotus tent' with its wings folded.

The Amakusa-style people also boarded the plane.

Fang Hong looked at Intix, the red-haired priest Steele and the three of them and asked a question.

"Where are you going now?"

"Naturally, I'm going back!" said Uejo Dangma, as if he should have taken it for granted.

"Okay, you guys go first" ......? But speaking of which, isn't it true that all schools have recently increased physical education classes because of the 'Daba Star Festival'!"

......

The 'Eight-Foot Qiong Hook Jade' doesn't look pretty, it's not so much like jade, but more like a broken stone that looks tattered.

There is a power in the ordinary.

With his eyes closed and his knees crossed, Fang Hong instantly visualized the out-of-body method, imagining that he was climbing a tower, layer by layer, and then jumped abruptly at the top of the tower.

The light was shining, and the 'eight-foot Qiongqu Jade', which was plain in the eyes of the naked eye, appeared in the soul perception, but it was like an erupting volcano, exuding an extremely large amount of soul energy all the time.

The warm soul energy was like a mother's hand, washing away Fang Hong's battered soul again and again.

"Oh, ahh

The soul is an existence beyond the physical body, and the comfort of the soul made Fang Hong's soul in the magic robe groan in shock.

This one. The world is hidden and illusory, visible and real.

What does it feel like to repair a damaged soul?

If Fang Hong was carrying such a thing as the iron door on his back before, as if he didn't want to be separated, his soul couldn't perceive the existence of the 'Dao' at all.

Then, as Fang Hong's soul damage was gradually blessed, in the inner world, Fang Hong gradually hugged a broken girl's phantom.

A large tree rises to the sky, and a huge canopy replaces the sky.

It's -

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, Fang Hong could feel the power that seemed to come from Yuriko around him.

Vector manipulation?

No, magicians shouldn't be able to use magic, and Fang Hong didn't know what the guy hovering around his soul wanted to do.

"No, it's not just vector manipulation, it's ...... Another unspeakable existence. ”

The huge Faxiang shrank its own system as much as possible, and most of the thousands of meridians on the surface of the Faxiang lit up, surprisingly surpassing the level of the Demon Encounter.

I can't tell, I can't tell it, it's something that you can only understand if you understand it!

With the gradual growth of the Law Phase, Fang Hong's spirit body, which was no more than the size of a fist, was also gradually enlarged......

Gradually, a trace of high-level life aura that surpassed mortals flashed from Fang Hong's soul body.