The so-called "there is no eternal prosperity in the world", since the death of the first generation of the lord Ashikaga Yoshimitsu general, the succession of two generations of generals gradually by the princes and important ministers of the hollow, it has only been less than 30 years, the actual control of the shogunate in the past "commanding the world, dare not disobey" has shrunk from most of Japan to hundreds of miles near Kyoto. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even though the authority of the shogun has greatly declined, it is not so much that even a grand succession ceremony cannot be held, and in these days at Ankokuji Temple, we see the envoys of the daimyo from all over the world gathering like a stream, with all kinds of gifts and a large number of retinues, these guys are noisy and noisy, making the originally peaceful temple like a vegetable market for the future.

"Wet market? Have you ever seen a wet market where two people go missing from time to time? Maitreya scoffed at my exclamations, and on more than one occasion he had privately declared that the officials and warriors were walking filth and needed to be purified by the wind holes—but because he might poison himself, he reluctantly suppressed the thought of opening the wind holes and sweeping them away, and turned to alcohol and good food to distract them.

The only person who can drink and chat with him here is naturally his wife Coral.

I don't like to waste my time doing such boring entertainment, and I am busy teaching my disciples in my spare time; Niu Gouda prefers to sleep when he has time, and we can often see him manifest his original form, turning into a huge white yak, lying on a hillside behind Ankokuji Temple, lazily motionless, and sleeping all day; Ashikaga Yoshinori would have liked to sit down and have a drink and chat, but as the protagonist of the succession ceremony, he was busy from morning to night, meeting with envoys from all over the world, discussing various urgent matters that needed to be handled by the shogun, and rehearsing various rituals during the ceremony......

In fact, the bellflower is also very idle, and it is much better to drink tea and chat with beautiful women than to find us, but Maitreya does not dare to seduce a woman from a good family in front of his wife......

So the loneliest thing in our group is the bellflower.

One day, when I saw her sitting silently under the pine tree by the pond as usual, I couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you go back to Kikyo Village?" Granny Kaede, Sunset...... And Inuyasha, they all miss you. ”

"Even if I go back, what can I do?" Kikyo smiled and asked, "My body is just a puppet made of grave soil, and I can't do farm work, nor can I fight too fiercely, and I have to ride the Dead Soul Worm to get there...... What can they do when they go back to the village but add to the burden on them? ”

"You can't say that!" I really can't agree with her pessimistic thoughts, but what makes me even more angry is her attitude.

Maitreya told me about her: in order to protect the village and the jade of the four souls, she worked hard all her life, and she still had no peace after her tragic death; The lover who meets life and death empathizes and doesn't fall in love, but the love is the self after reincarnation......

Every time news of Inuyasha and Sunset arrived, she would rush to her, and when she heard that they were in danger, she showed a worried look in the face of death more than once...... Obviously I want to go back, I obviously want to fight side by side with Inuyasha, but I can only look at it from afar alone......

So much pain, so much hardship, why did she smile so calmly!

A nameless anger slowly ignited in his chest.

Ah Kui said that when Miaoyun was injured, the somewhat calm helplessness appeared in front of him.

Those monks who injured Miaoyun were knocked to the ground by me one by one, and they were like this, they didn't scream, they were just helpless, just calm.

Since I came to this era, I have seen too much such calm.

Is that the kind of era? No matter how painful it is, I can only be helpless and calm, because even if I cry or cry for help, I will not get a response......

This hellish time! What the hell is this world!

I was helplessly indignant.

Then, it was business as usual, only time was slowly passing, and gradually it was the day of the succession ceremony.

The strange thing is that even though the junior disciple is officially returning to the world today and succeeding to the position of general, the master of the retreat and practice still has not left the customs.

Ashikaga Yoshikyo Wagyuda, who has a good relationship with Ikyu, was a little worried, but Ikyu had said in advance that his retreat was very important and that we should not disturb him no matter what—even if we tried to disturb him, we would not be able to enter the Zen room shrouded in Buddha light and shabby in appearance, but it was better than the iron walls.

In that small room, one of Japan's greatest contemporary monks sits and enshrines the ashes of the great monks of Ankokuji Temple.

After today, there is only one monk left in Anguo Temple, which was once full of incense.

"Senior Brother ......" dressed in a gorgeous dress, Ashikaga bowed outside the humble meditation room, "Thank you and the master for taking care of me all these years, I will keep in mind the master's teachings, care for the people, and let everyone live a prosperous life." ”

"I didn't make a great monk, but I will make a great general!"

"Dao Hui said goodbye."

Then, the succession ceremony took place as scheduled, and everything went smoothly and exactly as expected.

Sacrifices are made to the gods, the emperor's orders are read, the people are written, and the princes are on the table......

All the best.

Then, Gouda Bull rushed in.

It's afternoon, the sun is shining today, and he should have taken a nap in the old place in the back mountain.

But he forcibly cast a spell to stop the ceremony that was being held, and rushed in in a hurry, and his expression was serious and nervous.

Seeing our puzzled looks, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's still too late......"

What's going on? We looked at each other.

Ushiko didn't explain, but turned into a short, ordinary-looking waiter and stood beside Ashikaga Yoshikyo.

"More on that later." He clapped his hands as he spoke, lifting the ban on the entire venue.

So it's business as usual......

But the behavior of Bulldam has already given us a clear signal.

Dangerous! Very dangerous!

The ceremony was taking place, and of course Ashikaga couldn't ask, but a few of us could still chat—the method of "reading words" was the basic skill of a magician, and even I, a martial artist, knew it.

"Old Niu, what's wrong?" Maitreya asked.

"I said before that I have a fellow villager from Kunlun Mountain, a very powerful and fierce ......"

"Poor Qi?!" We exclaimed at the same time.

"He's coming?"

"Probably...... I just felt his demonic aura. Niu Gouda said a little uncertainly, "Although it is very far away and fleeting, I will never admit that evil demonic aura that reverses right and wrong!" ”

"So will it come and attack us?" I asked, "If he comes and attacks, will we be able to fight it?" ”

"The former answer is an interrogative sentence, and the latter answer is unquestionable." Niu Gouda said in frustration, "If Qiqi really fights, we can save our lives, thank God, win it?" It's a super monster that has been cultivated for more than 4,000 years, and if it hadn't been seriously injured by the Qilin, we guys wouldn't have been enough to swallow it in one bite! ”

"So what to do?"

"What else can I do? Do what you want! Lao Niu continued to sigh, "I have already sent a letter of help to Yin Yang Liao, I believe that for the sake of Ashikaga's face, they will send reinforcements, that guy from Qingming is also a child of Tianhu, and the twelve gods under the seat are also very capable, if they can arrive in time, maybe it is not impossible to repel Qiqi......"

"Isn't Master Qingming in seclusion now?" I remembered the situation when I ate behind closed doors in Yinyang Liao before, and I couldn't help but sigh, "I think he might send his grandson Changhao, who is only thirteen years old, to help......"

"That's better! Chang Hao is also a protagonist anyway, the protagonists are all protected by immortal templates, and with his help, it is much better than Qingming coming in person! ”

As he spoke, a demonic aura as deep as the sea appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Good spirits do not work bad!

We looked at each other and smiled wryly.

"I just hope that guy's injury is not healed...... Lao Niu said helplessly, "Wait a minute, if you have any tricks, whether it is a suncross mirror or a colonial satellite cannon, use it quickly!" If you hide it again, you're really going back to your hometown to get married......"

The demonic aura slowly approached, and after a while, he came to the outside of the mountain gate.

"Brother Niu Xian turned out to be high here, so it's really easy to find a brother." A tepid voice came.

The voice sounded from outside the mountain gate, and when the sentence ended, it was already outside the main hall. The speed is so fast, but there is no hurry, and it is as calm as a homely narrative.

The door of the hidden hall was gently pushed open, and a handsome but gloomy young man in red walked in.

The cold wind that came from nowhere blew quietly, making the originally lively and serious hall reveal a bone-chilling chill.

"You must not be rude, retreat!" The traverser, who had just succeeded him as a general, drank the samurai who were about to rush forward, looked at the strange young man who was surrounded by cold air without flinching, and said without humility or arrogance, "In Shimoashikaga Yoshikyo, I am in the position of shogun, what is the name of this gentleman?" ”

The young man didn't seem to expect that a mortal would be able to remain calm under his own coercion, so he looked at Ashikaga Yoshikyo with a little surprise, and replied in a low and hoarse voice: "Kunlun Mountain, Qiqi. ”

"It's rare for a mere mortal to be able to stand in front of an old man."

With this opening, it was like opening the door to the ice world, and the infinite cold qi suddenly erupted, and a layer of ice suddenly formed on the ground of the main hall, and the sturdy warriors could barely support it, but the ministers and attendants could no longer bear this terrible cold air, and fell down one after another.

Ashikaga Yoshikyo is just an ordinary person, although he has a bit of muscle, but the cold air of Qiqi is coming to us, and he has borne the brunt of the cold, his face is blue, and even the tips of his hair are covered with hoarfrost, and he will die in a while-fortunately, he is not alone.

Although I know that I can't beat Qiqi, I definitely can't watch my companion get frozen into a popsicle like this.

Pressing Ashikaga's heart with one hand, the spiritual power continued to lose, expelling the cold qi from his body.

"Innate vitality?" Qi Qi looked at me and shook his head, "It's rare to use your innate vitality so badly. ”

I'm sure, I hate this old immortal youkai!

"The woman over there is a ghost, right? Ghosts with the power to destroy evil are rare. Qi Qi looked at Kikyo with interest, and then moved his gaze to Maitreya's right hand, "It's rare to be able to use the power of the curse in reverse and turn the curse into your own weapon." ”

Feed! Why are you always "rare"!

"Do you know why I hate you?" The old cow, who was frightened just by feeling Qiqi's breath, calmed down and raised his middle finger viciously at Qiqi, "It's rare to see a verbose old ghost like you!" ”

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Some people say, what about today's update?

Now, it's only past eleven o'clock in the evening, today's update ...... Isn't this coming......

Today I had a good drink and was in a good mood.

Li Bai wrote a hundred poems, slept in a restaurant in Chang'an City, and the Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, claiming that the minister was a fairy in wine. Zhang Xu passed on the three cups of grass, took off his hat and exposed his crown in front of the prince, waving the paper like a cloud of smoke......

The above is purely my dream words, please don't take it seriously.

I'm not a fierce man who can sprinkle a thousand words after drinking!