Dongyingkou is very close to the mouth of the Yellow River, and more than ten miles away from the remnant city, there is a military port of the Southern Naval Division.

At the beginning, the Japanese people landed on the coast from here, and the military port was burned, but the dock was still usable, and the fleet of the Japanese people docked here.

However, the ghost soldiers on the fleet have also fled with the rout.

This saved Monk Zhenji a lot of trouble, and he no longer had to look for ships to cross the sea.

From here, sail into the Bohai Bay, cross the sea first to Samhan, where some reinforcements and samurai are already waiting, and after the two sides meet, you can take the Tsushima Strait and return to Dongei mainland.

The kamikaze at sea has weakened too much, and it is said that the kamikaze on the other side of the strait is about to dissipate.

As the sun set, in the devastated military port, a group of people were bidding farewell.

The monks who came to Qilu with the monk Zhenji were only a dozen.

This bit of people.

It must not be enough to drive away a ship, therefore, Asuka also asked a few ghosts who guarded him, and with the monk, Li Baoguo also found some escaped shipwrights and shipwrights from nearby to help, which barely managed to muster enough manpower.

Asuka has grown the hairstyle of a child in Middle-earth, and has trimmed the corners of his eyebrows like magata.

No longer like a noble person in Dongying, no different from ordinary children, the little person, holding the hand of Master Zhenji, gently admonished:

"This is a long time coming, and the master must cherish it."

"It's okay."

The old monk Dongying wore a black monk's robe and a hat. He said to the little monarch:

"When the old monk left his homeland in Dongying, he had put life and death aside, and what he saw and heard in Middle-earth this time has solved the doubts in my heart.

The light above the battle array also gave me hope for my homeland.

The lord of the country need not worry.

When the old monk goes, he will gather benevolent and righteous people to fight for the recovery of Dongying.

When the lord of the country returns to his homeland, there will also be an army of the king of Qin, waiting for it. ”

Asuka pursed his lips, he raised his head, and said to the old monk:

"Master, go back first, I... I will definitely go back! I will take the power to recover the country, go back together, dispel the hell on earth, and rebuild my Dongying rivers and mountains! ”

"Good!"

The monk Zhenji was very relieved.

This trip to Middle-earth, the sight of flying birds, is an unexpected joy.

There is a bloodline from Gao Tianyuan in the world, and the recovery of Dongying is no longer an empty word, although Asuka is young, but what he carries is the glory of the bloodline inherited by Dongying for thousands of years.

He is like a big banner, enough to gather people's hearts.

The warrior sword saints in the homeland, who had been completely disappointed and allowed themselves to degenerate, were also able to be reunited.

As long as there is hope in the hearts of the people, as long as they dare to continue fighting.

Dongying, who has become an adult and a ghost, still has light.

And the bird has also matured rapidly in this short period of time, and after the war, this child also has the idea of recovery in his heart.

That's good.

The old monk witnessed the fall of Dongying and experienced the despair of the world, and his heart was rekindled at this time.

For a while, the feeling was intense, and his eyes were red.

"Makes you laugh."

Monk Zhenji wiped his eyes.

In the sun, the old monk bowed down to the group of people behind the bird, learned the etiquette of the martial arts in Middle-earth, and clasped his hands into fists.

He said:

"After the old monk leaves, please also ask you to protect the birds, and the poor monks will pray for all the righteous and brave people in the land of Dongying."

"Great monk, you can go with confidence."

Qingqing, who was wearing a red dress, stepped forward.

Putting her hand on the shoulder of the weeping bird, she said:

"As the eldest sister, I will definitely take care of my little brother. There is also a senior brother, and there will be no danger in Middle-earth, but the great monk, you will take such a few people back, and you are not afraid of being caught by those Maori daimyo? ”

"No, it won't."

The old monk laughed.

Holding the Buddha beads, full of confidence.

He leaned on his Zen staff and glanced back at the blue waves behind him.

He said:

"Although the Maori family has many soldiers, how can elite soldiers be trained overnight?

After this Qilu battle, more than 20,000 elite ghost soldiers of the Maori family were all buried here.

The power of his family has been greatly weakened, and when the news reaches back to China, the other four daimyo will start a war and annex the weak.

The self-proclaimed demon king, who is too busy to take care of himself, where does he have the energy to arrest the old monk? ”

When these words were said, Li Baoguo, who knew the most soldiers present, suddenly brightened his eyes.

This Tiance Xiao in red armor will answer and say:

"Could it be that the master has already made up his mind? When you return to China this time, you are going to attack a city? ”

"Hmm."

Monk Zhenji nodded.

He whispered:

"Our people have been suffering for a long time.

There are Penglai demons, and the five daimyo are in a trap, suppressing the people, this time to return to China, to borrow the power of the dragon horse samurai, to capture a city.

Re-establish the orthodoxy of our country.

That city will also become the first ray of light in hell on earth. Just as you did in the land of Qilu, let my people see with their own eyes that they are born as human beings and do not need to be afraid of demons.

Such demons can also be defeated with our fists!

As the Heavenly Great Sword Saint said..."

The old monk Zhenji glanced at Shen Qiu.

He whispered:

"We will forge our own myths, and we will not have to ask for the mercy of the monsters. As long as there is hope, the spirit of courage will not be lost.

It will be able to gather people's hearts, build a strong city, and win a respite for all the people in the east. ”

"But Penglai won't allow you to be so carefree."

Hua Qing played with the fan, as if pouring cold water.

Say:

"As long as you have a large-scale resistance, they will definitely mediate the internal strife and suppress you."

"Hehe, aren't there still righteous men?"

The old monk's old cheeks showed a sly smile.

He said:

"Now that Hongchen Jun is restrained, counting Dongling Jun, Penglai has lost two generals, even if they have the intention to suppress it, most of its power will be used in the turbulent Middle Earth.

Ten fingers are clenched together, and only when you punch can you have strength.

And once dispersed, the deterrence is dispersed, it depends on the onmyoji in Dongying, and the old monks are not afraid of them! ”

Speaking of this, Monk Zhenji's expression also became serious.

He looked at Qingqing and said:

"Your Majesty, after this battle, Penglai will definitely mobilize more Dongying soldiers to come to Middle-earth.

This is the good fortune of the old monk and Ryoma and others, but it is also a disaster in the land of Middle-earth, once the kamikaze completely dissipates, it is the time when the ghost soldiers of Dongying invade in a big way.

I know that there are also wars in Middle-earth, and if the queen wants to unify the country, she has to go through war.

However, we must not guard against external evils. ”

Qingqing nodded.

There was also a touch of seriousness on her little face.

She had already talked to her senior brother about this before, and Penglai should deal with the things in the world that are boiling like boiling water now, once she feels that the strength at hand is insufficient.

will definitely mobilize forces from Dongying, who has been completely mastered by them, and Lu Lianshan, as the owner of the Hidden Building, also said it to Shen Qiu.

Penglai's side does have a similar plan.

In the past two years, Yinlou has established outposts like Ningbo in various places along the southern coast, which are to be used to deal with the ghost soldiers of the Japanese State.

The millions of living beings in the Wa Kingdom are the hole cards that Penglai uses to interfere with the general trend of the world in Middle-earth.

Once they come to the nest, with the current chaotic situation in Middle-earth, each family will fight on its own, and it will definitely be unstoppable.

She also felt the urgency, her senior brother's energy was used in the rivers and lakes to fight Penglai, so this matter of protecting the world had to be done by her, the future queen of Great Chu.

The burden on her shoulders was not easy at all.

"This sutra is the essence of my Dharma inheritance in Mt. Ei."

The old monk Zhenji took a thick scroll of scriptures from the hand of the novice behind him and handed it to the warrior monk Tie Niu, who had a big waist and a round waist.

He advised:

"Zen Buddhism in China is exquisite, far better than Dongying, so naturally there is no need for old monks to say more.

It's just the Central Plains, and the aura doesn't exist.

He is also a disciple of Buddhism, but you disciples of Wuzong are difficult to practice Buddhism, so the old monk gave this scripture to the Nirvana Treasure Temple.

As long as the aura exists, with the Dharma you hold, you will be able to practice the beginning, and with what I have heard, the ability of the Zen master to realize the precious treasure temple may really be able to cultivate the golden body of Nirvana. ”

It's a great gift.

Nirvana Temple inherits exquisite martial arts, and Buddhism is also powerful.

But it is true that as the old monk Zhenji said, those scriptures that practice the magic power of Buddhism have long been lost.

Now, this missing link has been filled.

The key point of the iron bull's knowledge is solemn, and his expression is solemn, and he takes the scripture with both hands.

Behind him, a group of warrior monks also saluted in unison as a token of gratitude.

The old monk of Zhenji accepted it calmly.

On the dock behind him, the three-masted black ship had anchored.

The monks also carried their burdens and boxes to the ship, and in those boxes were blades, armor, and many herbs collected from the battlefield.

These are very precious resources for the Zhenji monks who will set foot on the battlefield after returning to China.

Zhang Lan carried a small wooden box, stepped forward, and handed it to the old monk.

The latter took it in his hand and opened it lightly to see that there were dozens of black magatama full of aura inside.

There is an aura shrouded in Dongying, so these hook jade are given to the old monks and monks for self-defense on the road.

As long as there is aura, they can also make the Buddhists supernatural, ordinary demons and ghosts, and they can't get close.

"I'll have a few words with the master, and you don't have to eavesdrop."

Shen Qiu also stepped forward to send Monk Zhenji onto the boat, and he turned around and said to the others with a smile.

After the two of them took a few steps, Shen Qiu looked at the old monk.

He asked:

"Master, can you make up your mind?"

"Amitabha."

Monk Zhenji closed his eyes slightly and said softly:

"What the Great Sword Saint said to me that day, the poor monk thought about it, and saw the battle of Qilu, and finally made a decision. When he returns to his homeland this time, he will follow the example of the Great Sword Saint and do things to attract ghosts.

Recruit righteous warriors and train ghost warriors.

Find the mound of righteousness and evoke the remnants of the spirit.

Although it is derived from the power of darkness, as long as the sword wielder's heart is towards the light, it can also be used to protect all beings!

Please don't tell Asuka Hall about this, I'm afraid he's a little too young to accept it. ”

The old monk folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and said:

"If I don't go to hell, who will? All kinds of sins are borne by the poor monks. ”

"Good."

Shen Qiu smiled.

He took something out of his sleeve and put it in the hands of the monk Zhenji.

"Seeing that the master has made a decision, Shen can rest assured that this thing will be given to you."

"This?"

The old monk glanced at the book.

Make a quaint scroll.

There are three big characters in the book.

Devil's Scroll.

He said:

"Practice the art of ghost martial arts, and Ryoma also has it..."

"This one is different."

Shen Qiu turned around and felt the wind blowing from the sea.

He whispered:

"Sakamoto Ryoma's ghost martial arts technique originated from the Penglai ghost path inheritance, and he and his Ryoma ghost martial arts both learned this technique from Uesugi Daimyo.

Ryoma's ability to nurture ghosts to the level of guardian spirits shows that he is extremely talented.

But not everyone is a Ryoma.

You've seen the Middle-earth catastrophe, why are you still so naïve? The technique given by the Penglai people, do you really dare to use it with confidence? ”

The old monk was startled, and subconsciously clenched the book in his hand.

He looked at Shen Qiu, who nodded and said:

"My apprentice and I explored the way of ghost martial arts along the way, and I also discussed it with Lu Lianshan, who used to be a great ghost martial artist.

This way of ghost martial arts, although it is evil, but its origin is still the use of power, which is somewhat similar to my divine martial arts.

At Lu Lianshan's suggestion, I made some changes, and the result was the 'Ghost Scroll' in your hand.

It's harder to get started, and it's more demanding on the host, but it's not out of control.

It will not be taken away at will and let the mermaid meat.

This is the ghost warrior you need, the real ghost warrior. ”

The old monk took a deep breath, put the scroll close to his body, and bowed to Shen Qiu again.

He said:

"This time I came to Middle-earth, and I saw the Great Sword Saint, which is really a blessing for the old monk and Dongying."

"Asuka is my disciple, and he is the younger brother recognized by Qingqing."

Shen Qiu put up his hands and said:

"Naturally, I have to be more careful, and that's how it should be. After the master returns to China, he can recruit righteous warriors first, and when the matter of Middle-earth is over, I will let Ryoma return to Dongying.

At that time, if you attack the city and seize the land, you will have a better chance of winning.

Qingqing has also made a promise that when the rivers and mountains of China are stable, there will be athletes from the Central Plains who will return to Dongying with the birds and recover the country.

A word comes out, like white soap.

The fate of the two countries has already been concluded, regardless of each other, I wish the master a successful start on this trip! ”

In a short time, the black three-masted ship slowly sailed away from the shore, and the birds were slung to the shoulders of the small iron, waving vigorously towards the ship that was getting farther and farther away.

At the back of the deck, Monk Zhenji and a group of monks were also waving goodbye.

A female ninja who was originally guarding Asuka also sang a farewell song at this time.

The blue sea is surging, and the song echoes.

In that song that is a little lazy, tired, and hopeful.

Asuka wiped his eyes.

The future monarch of Dongying put his hands to his mouth.

Shout out:

"You must be good, you must wait for me to go back, and then win the war!"

"I'll definitely go back."

"I'll definitely go back and see the cherry blossoms with you!"

"Everyone!"

"Waiting for me in my hometown."

Asuka's shouts were a little hoarse, which made people with rich feelings complicated.

Hua Qing didn't know where to take out a jade flute and blew the sound of farewell.

Qingqing and her senior brother were standing together, she secretly glanced at her senior brother and said:

"Senior brother, what did you just give to the great monk?"

"You're sharp-eyed."

Shen Qiu stretched out his hand and placed it on Qingqing's shoulder.

The girl had grown up, and she was much taller, and she could no longer stroke her hair as before.

"It's just a force.

We are really lucky, Qingqing, when we can still resist, we can still fight to the death, and we don't need to be like Monk Zhenji, who has to be dyed in darkness to save our family and country. ”

"Hmm."

Qingqing nodded, and she leaned on her senior brother's arm.

Say:

"Every time the old monk looks at us, his eyes are full of envy, they can't even fight to the death.

Brother, we're going to win, right?

Just like this time, although it was hard, although it didn't save everyone.

But we'll get their revenge, right? ”

"Hmm."

Facing the sad sea breeze at the time of parting, Shen Qiu whispered:

"Yes."

"Definitely."