Izumi Asakura had Kokomaru and Ishikimaru lined up on his left and right sides, while Mingli and the rest of Fu Fushen stood tightly behind him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you ready?" asked Izumi Asakura.

"Hmm. Mingli nodded.

"I need to emphasize. This incident is absolutely inseparable from the time-space tracing march, they sent Shizhen to the past, and we will not be allowed to find him smoothly, so this time is different from the regular time-space retrospective, we are in the light, and the time-space retrospective march is in the dark. I will first confirm his space-time coordinates through the resonance of the true spiritual power of the Japanese style, and in the process, it is very likely that I will encounter the interference of historical revisionists. Kokomaru and Ishikimaru are swords protected by gods, and they have a natural attribute suppression for the time-space tracing march. If you encounter any accidents in the process of traveling back in time and space, you will move closer to the two of them, understand?"

"Got it!"

"Mingli ......" Izumi Asakura looked at the silver-haired girl, and stopped talking.

Mingli saw his thoughts, made a cheerful appearance and said, "Lord Asakura, I voluntarily went out with the sword of the Sanjo family. You don't have to worry about anything, Shijin helped me before, and I have no reason to sit idly by now. ”

After receiving such a reply, Izumi Asakura felt a little relieved. He nodded to Mingli, then turned around and closed his eyes, placing his hands in a two-fingered position on his chest. With him as the center, the wind surged, and gradually swirled into a whirlpool.

The cherry blossoms in the Ming Glass Honmaru are very light, and now they are all pouring into this whirlwind desperately.

Ishakimaru made a prayer gesture in his hand, and the main body knife was raised above his head, and bursts of soft light emanated from around the blade.

Kokomaru also pulled out the sword, and a snow-white fox appeared beside him, wandering in the air.

The soft light and the fox and the spiritual power unleashed by Izumi Asakura are intertwined.

"It's time to start!"

The seal began to form in Izumi's hand, and the speed of the seal became faster and faster, faster and faster, and the accompanying whirlwind became more and more intense. The cherry blossoms in the garden are flying everywhere like snow, and you can't open your eyes.

This kind of movement represents the resonance between Shijine and Izumi Asakura. The stronger this resonance, the more accurate the space-time coordinates will be.

At this moment, in front of Kiyomizuji Temple's Otowa Waterfall, there is also a lot of wind.

Shijin's scratched hand was already slightly scabbed, but now it has become bloody again due to the resonance of the long time and space.

Hurry up! Izumi Asakura, you bastard!

Shi Zhen shouted in his heart, in the connection of spiritual power resonance, he is the output of spiritual power, and his consumption is especially large compared to the induction side of the Asakura Spring. Although Otowa Falls' own spiritual power can assist Shikima, for him, a god inquisitor who can't do magic, such an advantage is simply a waste.

Besides, he is still a god judge who only knows how to share spiritual power with Fu Fu Shen, and he can only use the stupid method of bloodletting to export the coordinates of time and space for such a thing as exporting spiritual power to establish space-time coordinates.

His blood had stained the pool under the waterfall, and Shikijin began to worry if the temple abbot would come to settle accounts with him.

Sadly, he felt like he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Shijin," Kiyomitsu helped Shijin, who was unsteady in his footsteps, "Why don't you take a break for a while, and come back next time." ”

California Kiyomitsu knows the intentions of today's Shizhen, he is the first knife of today's Shizhen, and he has always been a close knife. Izumi Asakura was listening to this method of establishing space-time coordinates to Ichikan Shikima.

But Shi Zhen had no intention of giving up, and he said to Qingguang: "This unexpected time and space retrospection is inseparable from the historical revisionists, and they must have some plans to put me in this era." Therefore, if I send space-time coordinates to the future, they will definitely interfere. If you don't succeed once, it will be even harder next time!"

Shi Zhen said, and pinched the wound again. Qingguang's brows on the side are almost twisted like twists.

"Found it!" Izumi Asakura's closed eyes suddenly opened, and with a wave of his sleeves, everyone disappeared in place.

Kiyomizuji's Shikiyoshi of today withdrew his injured right hand. He tried to wrap the wound with the original bandage, but one of his paws was opened by Qingguang.

"Mr. Hijikata's Ishidasan, sprinkle it first. Then," Kiyomitsu dug into the inside of his pocket and pulled out a roll of white bandages, "The bandage needs to be replaced with a new one." ”

He fiddled with it carefully, which surprised Shijin.

"Why are you so careful?" Shijin said. In his impression, Qingguang seems to only care about his own dress, and other things are as rough as ordinary boys.

However, due to the fact that he was locked up for a year, Shi Zhen was unable to accurately express the correct tone every time he spoke. For example, he had a somewhat doubtful sentence, and it became a declarative sentence.

This made Qingguang a little embarrassed, and he hurriedly explained: "Thank you...... Well, that...... Of course, I am the world's cutest California Qingguang!"

Shi Zhen looked at Qingguang meaninglessly, he didn't realize the misunderstanding caused by the tone of his voice, so he didn't know how to answer Qingguang.

Qingguang continued to mutter: "Didn't you also carefully powder and apply clove oil to my knife before......

Looking at Qingguang's appearance, Shijin couldn't help but laugh.

This made Qingguang a little embarrassed, and he thought that Shi Zhen was laughing at him for being hypocritical.

"What a smile!" Qingguang blushed to the root of his ears, and as soon as he was excited, his hands were fiercely forced, which made the wound that had stopped bleeding red again.

Shijin gasped.

"Ah...... I didn't mean to. Qingguang seemed to be a little panicked, he hurriedly opened the bandage, and wanted to reapply the medicine and bandage, but when he didn't pay attention, his hands were stained with Shijin's blood.

This made Qingguang's heart shake.

Worst!

Kiyomitsu felt bad.

He had been sown with the seeds of darkness by the time-lapse march, and although this seed had been sealed layer by layer, it now felt like it had come out of rags.

His blood can open all seals!

This blood has unlocked the seal of Qingguang's self-sleep, the seal of the Miaofa Muramasa on the Kirimura, and the seal of the dark fallen seed on Qingguang's body now!

Shi Zhen didn't know all this!

Kiyomitsu hurriedly pushed Shijin.

"Kiyomitsu?"

Qingguang pulled out his legs and ran, and Shi Zhen couldn't stop it. So, he also chased after him quickly.

Therefore, he did not notice that the water of the Otowa Waterfall behind him gradually turned black.

And exudes the aura of a time-space march.

A familiar figure gradually emerged, and he was the Kirimurakami that Shijin had met before.

"Today's Shijin, the historical turning point created by the Time and Space Administration, and Izumi Asakura, the guardian of the historical turning point. You who change history for your selfish desires will pay the price for the cause and effect of history!"