Hearing that this envoy from Dongying, Yamada Jiro, said the words "Yin and Yang Technique" in his mouth, and many people on the seat on the side of Master Yi were surprised.

Someone on the spot commented:

"Yin-Yang Technique? Have you heard, are the Japanese people talking about the yin and yang techniques in feng shui? ”

The Yi masters here are all elites, few people do not know that there is a branch of Feng Shui, called Yin and Yang, which is the only one in Yi Xue that can overcome the dead, and there is a very small number of Yi Ke among the people, who prefer to call themselves "Onmyoji", it is said that they can talk to ghosts and gods, but they are not recognized by the orthodox school of Yi Xue.

Because there is a saying in Yi Xue-when people die, they are exhausted. If there is no gas number, how can I know.

Xin Ya sneered and said:

"What kind of immortal method can I call for wind and rain, Lord Yamada, the yin and yang technique you said is also a branch of our Da'an easy to learn, the five elements of yin and yang, from my Middle Earth, you shouldn't know the way."

Xin Ya's words said the thoughts of most of the Great An Yi Masters, and many people changed their eyes, looking at the arrogant Dongying envoy like a joke, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

Who knew that Yamada Jiro was not at a loss, but nodded and said: "You are not wrong to say this, the yin and yang technique of my country was comprehended by the Great Dao Immortal Master in Middle-earth hundreds of years ago. ”

As he spoke, he swept away all the Baiyi masters opposite, his face showed a strong look of regret, and he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that hundreds of years later, the Holy Dynasty Yishi actually forgot his roots and lost his true meaning. ”

He didn't seem to see Xin Ya's sudden change in face, facing Emperor Zhaoqing. One hand led to the two Dongying people at the same table, and introduced:

"The Holy Emperor of Qiqi, these two are the precious Onmyoji of our country, one of them is proficient in the art of charms and can call the wind and rain, and the other is proficient in the art of psychics, which can bring the dead to life. The so-called come and not be rude, thank Your Majesty for asking me to see the holy pilgrimage today, if you give permission. Then the subordinates asked them to perform the spell. Let His Majesty also see the true legend of our country. ”

Although this Dongying envoy grovels and respects him very much, but in and out of his words, he is all provoking-

You see. You're putting up such a big battle. Show how great your ease of learning is. But when it comes to real skills, it's not as good as our yin and yang techniques, shame, right?

Emperor Zhaoqing was very unhappy. But as the king of a country, he still has the strength he should have, and he will not attack him as a small envoy on the spot.

So should you allow this onmyoji from the Wa Kingdom to show his hand, it's not easy to do.

If it's accurate, they can't show their real skills, then it's okay to say, if they are capable, wouldn't it confirm that Da'an is authentic and easy to learn, and it is not as good as their sideways?

If not, it seems that their hearts are weak, and there are a few other foreign envoys watching them.

Emperor Zhaoqing glanced sideways, glanced at the chief of the west, and saw that Da Tidian looked light, but he only felt that the hesitation just now was very redundant.

So with a wave of his sleeves, he was accurate.

Yamada Jiro was happy in his heart, he entered the court this time, he was entrusted by the emperor, and he had a mission, if he couldn't succeed, he could only apologize after he went back

Calling for wind and rain, bringing the dead back to life, and dispatching ghosts and gods, these three sample leaders can say it, how can it be that mortals will.

Yu Shu, like everyone present, was curious to death.

I saw that Yamada Jiro asked for the permission of Emperor Zhaoqing, turned his head and went to talk to the two onmyoji he brought, in their own language, and said a few words, among the two, the man with the black horned hat got up, and the young man was still sitting in place.

Jiro Yamada introduced to everyone that this onmyoji in white clothes and black hats, named Maki Aida, is the one who is proficient in charms and can call the wind and rain.

Maki Aida saluted Emperor Zhaoqing one by one, said a few words in his mouth, and pointed to the door of the main hall.

Emperor Zhaoqing asked, "What did he say?" ”

Jiro Yamada hurriedly explained and acted as a translator: "Mr. Aida said that if you want to perform a spell, you can't be inside, but outside, please ask for the permission of the Holy Emperor of Daan." ”

Every year, Si Tianjian will arrange sacrifices, sometimes in the case of drought in the north, or flooding in the south, Emperor Zhaoqing will also find Taoist priests to increase the rituals, pray for a smooth wind and rain, and ask the heavens to rain, but everyone knows that the wind and rain are not the final say of mortals, it depends on God's mood.

Seeing that the onmyoji from Dongying had such a little request, nothing else, neither asking for the opening of the altar, nor the need for cinnabar chicken blood, and he was going to ask the heavenly prince to be beautiful with empty hands, Emperor Zhaoqing began to feel that this group of Japanese people were fooling him.

Calling for wind and rain, how can it be.

"Zhun Er," Emperor Zhaoqing promised Xiangtian Maki to go out of the city, and said to the big mention: "Aiqing sent someone to follow out of the Lu to take a look, and then come to report." ”

He nodded his head, turned his head, swept his gaze over the head of the official behind him, stopped at the two of them, and said, "Right Linglang, the female imperial official will go together and take a closer look." ”

Yu Shu was thinking about what tricks those Japanese people were playing, when she suddenly heard a big mention of her official position, and she couldn't react for a while, until Jingchen stood up in front of her, looked back at her, and said in a low voice:

"Lord Yu."

“”

Yu Shu stood up resignedly, stared down at the back of the big head, and thought that they were really bent on matching her and Jingchen to the end.

The two followed the onmyoji out of the main hall one after the other.

Yu Shu looked up at the sky, it was afternoon, the wind was beautiful outside, the sun was hanging high, and it didn't look like it was raining at all.

Jing Chen looked at her silently, not caring how the onmyoji cast the spell.

On the marble steps outside the hall, there is an open space, except for the guards and eunuchs waiting outside the hall, there are no idle people.

Maki Aida untied the white hunting clothes he was wearing outside, shook it off and laid it flat on the ground, knelt down on one knee, facing south, and twisted his palms together to make a strange gesture, with words in his mouth and a gloomy voice.

However, Yu Shu had only learned one foreign language in his previous life, and he pricked up his ears and didn't understand a word.

For about a quarter of an hour, Maki Aida's voice was urgent, and he lowered his head and bit the middle finger of his left hand hard, and blood gushed out, but he saw that he used blood as a book, and drew a talisman intermittently on the spread white hunting clothes.

Yu Shu took two steps forward, and took a closer look, only to feel that the symbols painted on the back of the white clothes were bloody and distorted, which made people feel a little disgusted.

After Aida Maki drew the talisman, he used his blood-stained middle finger to paint on his eyebrows, and pointed at the sky, and the tip of his finger suddenly appeared a strange red light, shooting straight into the air, and Yu Shu was dazzled when he saw it.

She chased the red light and looked up until it was gone, and couldn't help but turn her head and ask Jingchen:

"Did you see that?"

"What?"

"The light came out of his hand."

"Hmm."

"Well, you're a ghost! Such a strange thing, don't you want to be so calm! Did you see that?

Yu Shu was about to ask again, when he saw Jing Chen's brows frown lightly and raised his head.

The next moment, Yu Shu felt a chill on his forehead, blinked his eyes, raised his hand and touched it, it was wet.

Is it raining? (To be continued......)

PS: (The nose is still not ventilated, this chapter is less, forgive me, dear)