One Sunday evening, Lynn arrives at the school and heads towards the Heresy Truth Society's club room.

Unlike the activity rooms of other societies, the community rooms of the Heresy Truth Society cannot be entered at will - in fact, after being dispersed by powerful idlers, except for a few members of the department that Lynn identifies, there are basically no students who have approached this corridor, and even if they are close for some special reason, they cannot peek into the corridor closed by the iron door - real magicians will release the magic outside their magic workshop to make demons create multiple exits and multiple reinforcements, even if temporary.

A magic workshop, even if it only lasts for a few months or even a few days, should be furnished like a dragon's lair, just rent a hotel and set up an enchantment? I'm sorry, but that's a mistake that only an academic school can make without leaving the door, and there are magicians who are saddened by someone who blows up the main body of the magic studio every year.

The ugly root carving at the gate paused slightly, and showed a bandaged smile at the human face on the steel gate, and of course, the human face on the back could not be forgotten.

Walking through the corridor that was still filled with endless indigo mist flames, and holding his fingers on the lines of the wall that had been scorched by lightning, even after such a long time, these things still did not feel dissipated, but instead looked solidified, turning from a "miracle caused by magic" to a "natural phenomenon".

This corridor can attract the soul and spirit of people, and it is a road of death for the weak, and it is quite a headache for the strong. Nozaki Metaro and the others were able to walk through the corridor because Lynn had added a simple identification system to it. Now it seems that the system that Lynn improvised, which used iron nails, glue strips, mineral water bottles, and stones for 53.7 seconds, still worked very well - paper can become Shikigami, and other things can naturally become spellcasting materials→_→.

"Well, it looks like they're doing a good job of the future sauce, and these potted plants really look like that."

As soon as he entered the door, Lynn's eyes were immediately attracted by a large patch of green on the windowsill, and the large classroom formed by the folding of space, the windowsill was naturally serialized together, so when Lynn came in, he subconsciously thought that there were two hundred kings lying on the windowsill

Ahem, this is definitely the four-legged pot that they raised in pots so vigorously that they couldn't see the green branches and leaves, and it was definitely not Lynn's recent game of indulging in some Japanese specialties that he didn't sleep for three days and was dizzy.

Believe it or not, Lynn believed it anyway - and there would be no one else this big weekend.

"Half-body, you haven't had a good rest in the past few days, can you stand the ceremony for a while?"

It was Lynn's binding equipment, his symbiote, that spoke. The otherworldly thing known as Venom was pulling out several tentacles at this time, and pulled out the contents of a plastic bag in Lynn's hand one by one, one of which was obviously fine, mimicking an eyeball, staring at Lynn with a very teasing gaze.

Silently reaching out and pinching the venom's eyeballs, Lynn took a deep breath, and the tiredness in his eyes was swept away.

"Isn't it just a Pokemon that I've been playing for a few days?" With a wave of his hand, Lynn said very heroically: "This tiredness is nothing compared to the achievements of the whole illustrated collection and the ranking of the whole elves!" ”

"If only you were studying the Demon Dao and studying the mysteries, you would have such self-motivation."

Venom didn't care about another eyeball coming out of Lynn's pinch, which was nothing to a liquid creature.

"Forget it, don't say so much, I have to finish all the work today."

took out a pocket watch and glanced at it, and then looked up at the sunset that had not yet completely set, Lynn nodded and said, "It will be 17 o'clock in a while, and this time is the most consistent time with my wavelength."

It is also the thirty-first of the hundred ghosts at night, the time of the demons.

Lynn thought silently in the bottom of her heart.

Soon, with Venom's efficient tentacles, the contents of the plastic bag were placed where they should be.

There are 12 white candles in total, and they start to light counterclockwise along the west direction. Dozens of unused, pure black pieces of paper stood on the floor, even as the breeze from the window, distorted by space. Dozens of runes were engraved on the floor with a brush dipped in chicken blood, vaguely forming a traditional bellflower seal.

This is the Japanese Yin-Yang Technique, according to the current saying, it should be one of the Emperor-style Yin-Yang Spells, but Lynn doesn't believe that the current Tokyo Onmyoji Hall has included this kind of spell, even if it is a great talent like the Tsuchigomon Luminous, it is impossible to know this spell recorded in the Demon Book included in Barsermelo without going to England, calling for "gods".

That's right, it's "gods".

Unlike the commonly known gods of nature and conceptual gods, they are one of the eight million gods in Japan, and it is better to say that they are gods than to say that they are a collection of rumors with a "high status".

"In the far east, the mysteries caused by rumors can be summoned in the form of [blocks], and after being given a false personality, they can be driven by incantations." This is how the eight million gods of Japan have always been described in the Clock Tower.

"Well, if you can be driven by humans so easily, then what kind of god is it." With such a helpless smile, Lynn reached into his pocket and pulled out his mobile phone.

"Hello? Is it the Tsuchigomon? I'm Lynn. ”

Outgoing calls were quickly answered.

"Roar, Haier Sinsan, long time no see, meow." A flirtatious male voice came from the phone.

"We haven't seen each other for two years, so you don't think the phone is just a meeting." habitually complained, Lin En said with a straight face: "Okay, there is something serious." ”

"What's the matter, let's talk about it first, if there is not enough pay"

"Is the secret method of summoning 'gods' enough?" Lynn bluntly interrupted the bargain.

"Tell meow, what's the matter?" The flirtatious male voice on the other end of the line paused for a long time, and only answered when Lynn was about to hang up impatiently.

"If it weren't for the deeper friendship with you, I would have called the old man in Nanagado directly, but if he got this secret method, you Tokyo Onmyokai should have a headache. Tell me about your black arts. ”

first ridiculed the other side, and then Lynn changed his words and said a very willful reason very easily.

"What!" The other end of the phone seemed to be frightened, and he didn't even care about the Kyushu dialect used to disguise himself: "Lynn, are you crazy?" ”

The black magic style, even through the use of underground water flow, to construct a huge magic formation, is an uninherited secret that belongs to the Tuyumen family. The former Tianhai monk was an incognito member of the Tuyumen family, and he deduced and created it from the ancient scriptures.

The name Amami of Gomonin is famous throughout the Satoto world, whether it is the [Aoi Spiral Castle Seal] made by using the underground water veins of Kyoto, or the [Bima Bun] that he was invited to gather mana from the sacred realms of all over Japan to make a mechanism [Bima Wen] in Nikko Toshogu Palace, all of them have established his prestige as the grandmaster of the occult enchantment array.

Although Lin En really didn't understand why Tuyumen had created a shadow sect in addition to the separation of the family, he might as well have a rare admiration for his predecessors. [Lynn's Formation Trick] is also a variant of the enchantment formation, but Lynn is not sure that he will make two large enchantments against the national level in his life - this kind of thing is too risky, just make one in his life.

But speaking of Tianhai monks

With a playful and dangerous smile, Lynn looked at the roof of a mansion far away, quickly jotting down the ancient language that came out of the phone.

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"The above is the essence of [Black Technique]." The voice that leaked the vicissitudes of thousands of years suddenly turned into an incredible Kyushu accent.

"Haile Sinsang, if you want to pay for it, I'll pick up the meow during Golden Week, and then, next is the personal question Meow, Haile Sinsang, are you going to deal with the Nase family?" Although it is a frivolous tone, it reveals an extremely dark feeling.

"It may or may not be, it's up to them."

The phone hangs up.

Lynn shook her head: "Your circle is really messy." ”

Although he had long been accustomed to seeing family battles in the Clock Tower, this was the first time Lynn had seen it in Japan. As the seventh generation of the head of the Tu Yumen family, the incognito of the Tu Yumen family, the branch family founded by the seventh generation of the Tu Yumen family, rebelled after a few hundred years, which was normal in Lynn's opinion.

No relationship lasts forever, and even the ties of blood fade over time.

After all, human beings are an existence that cannot escape the curse of time on all things.

None of this is my business, though.

Lynn let out a short laugh, and the scarlet eyes that were proof of the half-dead flickered a few times.

"Half-body, it's about time."

Venom reminded him, and Lynn also refocused on the formation in front of him.

Although the magic used is his own original, but after studying the various magic system trees that have been inherited horizontally, Lynn is also able to use some Yin-Yang Techniques, plus the essence of the [Black Technique] that has just been obtained, the pinnacle of the operation of the enchantment formation in the Japanese Emperor-style Yin-Yang Technique

"Smack!"

Put your hands together.

Six chains burst out from the "molded shadows" under their feet, endlessly plundering the magic power of Dayuan, running once in the seventeen magic circuits, and releasing them towards their feet.

The invisible magic seeped into the tiles, penetrated through the heavy cement, wound in the bones of steel, and then submerged into the compacted earth of the tall buildings.

According to the classification of the Chronometer Tower, this ritual is a great magic technique that belongs to the A rank or above of the Séance (III.) department, and it is not easy to perform, but with the assistance of the [Black Technique], under the effect of this land, it has become much easier.

This ritual summons the Lord of Ichigen, the god of Mount Katsuragi. A very effective god of words. Any questions asked by the seeker are answered in one word, hence the name.

Only one word for bad things.

There is only one word for good deeds.

In a sense, he is a very cold "god".

Gradually, a faceless and eyeless figure, dressed in a hunting suit, with a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, with only a pursed mouth on a blank face, condensed from void to substance.

"Name your problem." Accompanied by a strong spiritual stagnation phenomenon, he just said such a sentence in a condensed human form.

The white outfit was blurred by the stagnation, and the inconspicuous edges even dissipated with the wind like broken pieces of paper, and the face with only one mouth looked extremely scary.

Lynn subconsciously took a half step back and tightened the bandages on her body.

Immediately, he let go of his hand with a wry smile.

(Ah, it's not a prophecy this time, and even if my [variables] can affect prophecy magic, it won't affect much of what has already passed.) ）

"Hurry up, half body, it looks like this technique is very unstable."

The venom condensed into several flat tentacles in front of Lynn, dented with such words.

(Really, haven't you already made up your mind?) ）

(There's nothing to be afraid of anymore.) ）

“――”

Lynn closed her eyes and asked as she turned to Lord Yiyan.

“――”

The body of the Lord of One Word dissipated, leaving behind such a voice.

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PS: This chapter is actually to lay the foundation for the further integration of the later world view, as well as the foreshadowing of the inherent enchantment of the protagonist......

PS2: Tianhai Seng Zheng is really where there is an appearance, I took the setting in "Slippery Ghost" directly, and it looks very harmonious anyway. Speaking of which, Tianhai Monk Zheng and Huangye Zonglian are both from the Tiantai Sect,,, both have the power of enchantment. It seems that the prototype of the Wild Wild Lotus is the Tianhai Monk.