"Don't think about !!"

Seeing that Uncle Keigo was attacked, several priests in the rear shot one after another and shot a curse mark towards Chongdeokin.

But they lost the protection of the formation, but they were waved by Chongdeyuan and slammed into the torii, unconscious.

"Let it go...... Let go...... Uncle Keigo!! ”

Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, Fujiwara Takumi actually forgot his fear, condensed a weak spiritual power in his hand, and slapped towards Chongde-in.

A circle of majestic and brilliant chrysanthemum spiritual power erupted between Fujiwara Takukai and Chongtokuin Temple.

Yin-Yang Purification.

The resentment on the surface of Chongde Temple's body burned like a black flame, and then stagnated.

The chrysanthemum spiritual power penetrated the body, and the resentment that invaded Uncle Keigo's body also evaporated.

"It's a bit of a trick, but ...... How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon!! ”

Although this style is Fujiwara Takumi's best technique, this level of purification is just a drop in the bucket for the monstrous grievances on the body of Chongdeyuan.

"Back then, the strength of the soul division I escaped from hell was too weak, and it was consumed by those few godless priests who didn't want to die, so you could escape with your life......"

On the contrary, it made him look up to the sky and laugh wildly.

"But I didn't expect that after many years, you didn't grow at all...... The Miko of Meiji Jingu is really not as good as the generation!! ”

Sighing softly, Jotokuin threw Uncle Keigo in his hand to the ground like garbage.

“…… Today, let's continue the frontier. ”

"Uncle Keigo...... Why are you rushing out......"

Ignoring the "No. 1 resentful spirit in Japan" walking towards him in front of him, Takumi Fujiwara reached out to hold Uncle Keigo.

"Young master, run, you're ...... The next Grand Priest of Meiji Jingu...... There is no room for ...... to slip up."

The old man, who had taken care of him since he was a child and regarded him as a grandson, was now darkened and angry.

"Idiot?! You still can't see that I'm not as powerful as you think!! ”

Tears slid down Takumi Fujiwara's face with a roar of rage.

“…… I'm obviously just a ruined house with weak spiritual power, cowardly as a mouse, and addicted to the second dimension, but I'm just lucky enough to be reincarnated into such a prominent family...... I don't live up to your expectations at all!! It's not worth your ......."

"No, young master...... I know, I've always known ......."

"What, now that you know...... Why ......"

Hearing Uncle Keigo's words, Takumi Fujiwara looked at him with a pale face and a crazy look.

“…… Since the day you were born and the gods sent down auspicious rays, I have always believed that you are the 'God Favored One that comes once in 4,000 years'. ”

Uncle Keigo's thin palm gently caressed his face, wiping away his tears.

Fragmentary memories poured into Fujiwara Takumi's heart.

"Young master, run slower, you'll fall......"

"Young Master? This is a special drama called [Ghost Face Rider], so let's adjust your mood after practicing! ”

"Young Master? This is a limited edition console of Ghost Pokémon, the latest game cartridges, and a crossover Master Ball figure...... Don't be found out by the lord......"

"Young Master? Have you really decided that you want to move out of Meiji Jingu? It doesn't matter, the old servant is always waiting for you to return. ”

"Young Master? It's time to eat......"

Uncle Keigo's palm became so old at some point? Warmly on Takumi Fujiwara's face? Summons him back to the harsh reality.

"Young Master? Your cultivation ...... It's just that for the time being, I haven't found the right path......"

"It's okay, Meiji Jingu, you can afford to wait...... Kami-sama? I can afford to wait...... Are you strong? Be sure to save the weak......"

"Uncle Keigo!!!"

Looking at Uncle Keigo's slowly closing eyes, Takumi Fujiwara let out a heart-rending roar and glared angrily at the resentful spirit in front of him.

"Chongdeyuan, I'll fight ...... with you"

"Poof."

Don't wait for him to react? The pitch-black arm of the Shodeok Temple had already passed through his chest.

“…… Touching time? That's it. ”

"Uhhh......h

Invaded by the rich resentment in his body, Takumi Fujiwara let out a painful wail, and black qi continued to surge through his pupils.

Feeling the palpitations of his heart being held by the resentful spirit, his vision became more and more blurred, and he felt that life was rapidly passing through his body.

Why, no matter how hard I try, it's still so useless?

On the occasion of life and death, he who has always believed in "salted fish first", felt extremely unwilling for the first time.

If that bullshit god really exists, why don't you answer my prayers......

With the sound of a broken heart, Takumi Fujiwara's vision went dark.

Even if...... Just this once......

"Hey, boring...... I thought I could enjoy it more......"

In the middle of the night, the Chongdeyuan Temple was relaxed, and Takumi Fujiwara, who had been cut off from life, fell to the ground.

“…… Meiji-ko, no one can stop me from stepping on your shrine today. ”

Gently tweaking his robe, he walked solemnly towards the huge torii gate in front of him.

However, after only taking three steps forward, Jotokuin sensed something and stopped.

"I heard that you want to see me."

A voice devoid of human emotion sounded behind him.

In the rear, Takumi Fujiwara, who was supposed to be "dead", hung up in the air at some point.

In his eyes, golden runes of unknown meaning flowed......

All over his body, countless chrysanthemum spiritual powers spread out like a tsunami, enveloping the entire Meiji Shrine.

Echoing it from afar, the torii, turtle rock, approach, and shrine of Meiji Jingu Shrine all shine with dazzling chrysanthemum-patterned golden rays.

The entire Meiji Shrine Xuanwu Great Array was unexpectedly connected with him, like an arm.

The priests who had fainted on the torii gate also came to their senses because of the nourishment of the golden spiritual power.

"This ...... It's a miracle ......."

Everywhere in the Meiji Shrine, priests who were inspired to recognize this anomaly knelt on the ground.

"Meiji? How can it be?!! ”

Feeling the "divine power" of the other party's body, Chongdeyuan suddenly felt like a great enemy, and the resentment of the whole body rose to the sky like a pillar of fire.

Ordinary techniques such as "divine descent", because of the caster's physique and endurance limitations, the power of the gods that can finally descend can be said to be very small, which can be said to be less than one-ten-thousandth of the strength of the deity.

"How can you break through the shackles of the 'Millennium Pact'...... No, this can't be a deity......"

But looking at the surging divine power that descended on the young man in front of him, it was enough to withstand the gods of ordinary small shrines.

In contrast to Emperor Shotoku, who had a tragic life, Emperor Meiji is known as the only most powerful emperor in Japan.

Relying on him to promote the Meiji Restoration, fight against the rule of the shogunate, abolish the feudal system, establish a constitutional monarchy, learn from the West, pursue civilization and enlightenment, and many other feats, Japan has become the only country that has preserved its own traditions and native culture while achieving modernization in just a few decades.

Emperor Meiji was worshipped by the general public during his lifetime, and after his death, he was revered as a god and enshrined in the Meiji Jingu Shrine built for him.

"I see, it seems that Fujiwara's family spirit has not been exhausted, and the glass god body of 'once in four thousand years' was born......"

As if he had figured out something, for the first time, the Sotokuin Temple took a serious look at the "Fujiwara Takumi" in front of him.

"Hmph, it's just a waste of firewood......

Without any emotion on his face, "Fujiwara Takumi" seemed unwilling to say much to the other party, and spread his palms directly at Chongde-in.

“…… Besides, I didn't come specifically for you, just to answer the prayers of some scrappy. ”

In the palm of his hand, the chrysanthemum charm that appeared suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

"How can the light of the fireflies compete with the bright moon...... I ...... you back for this."

The same yin-yang technique of purification, used again, but it is not the same as Fujiwara Takumi before.

The light that seemed to purify everything flashed, and before the Sotokuin could make a sound, the figure dissipated into the white light.

By the time the kneeling priests raised their heads, Takumi Fujiwara had already risen into the air, head-blanking in the direction of the gates of hell.

“…… Uncle Keigo!! ”

Below the torii, Uncle Keigo, who was originally lying on the ground without any breath, began to heal slowly under the wrapping of a chrysanthemum spiritual power.

There is no mistake