It was indeed not over, and Sen Luo felt a great anger burning along the flowing veins from the leylines. It was a sharp roar, and Sen Luo could only hear "Who is it!" Who is it! Then the aura of the ground surged frantically like a wild horse on the loose, and the resentment was pressed over a long distance. The skeletal warrior fiercely pulled out the ten-character spear in his hand, and then thrust it down again. The demonic qi belonging to Sen Luo shattered this distant resentment at once, and then he pulled out the five generations of national light, and also inserted a knife into the node of the earth, and the sharp knife qi penetrated the resentment and gradually absorbed it. The owner of that resentment directly cut off his breath, and it was so far away, it was indeed difficult to suppress Sen Luo, and he could be regarded as admitting it.

Sen Luo waited for a long time, and after no change was made, he pulled out his knife and sat cross-legged. At this moment, there is a light in the sky, and the warrior of the skeleton is not afraid of the sun, he will not turn into ashes in the sun, but he does not like to be exposed to the sun, but now that he is at the node of the leyline, it does not matter. The skeletal samurai sat cross-legged, his barrel and bag looking extremely old and tattered in the sun, with faded surfaces, rotten strings, pitted armor, and a few broken holes that would make one think that these holes were the fatal wounds of the samurai.

Sen Luo himself thinks so, because in front of the barrel Chuan carcass, probably between the chest and abdomen on the left, there is indeed a broken hole, large enough for a knife to be inserted, this may be the fatal blow of Sen Luo before his death - because in the opposite position behind the back, there is a smaller hole, if you look at it together, it looks very like it was directly penetrated by a knife. In fact, there was also a hole in the front of his samurai pocket, which looked like it had been pierced by a bow and arrow, but Sen Luo touched his skull, and his skull was very complete in this position, and there was no hole in it.

In fact, there are a lot of places on Sen Luo's body that don't have armor, and he doesn't dare to guarantee that the big blood vessels on his body were cut off and bleed to death, anyway, he was indeed dead, and then he became like this after I don't know how many years. Sitting cross-legged here, the aura under the ground was slowly sucked up, gradually turning into demonic energy and swimming between the bones, and the black demonic qi turned into dark blue points of light one by one, floating in his ribs. It's just that Sen Luo still looks like an iron-colored skeleton on the surface, and the sun shines on him, and black smoke still slowly rises from his black bones and then dissipates, and fine bone powder falls from his bones in a prong.

Sen Luo's hollow iron-colored eyes were facing the sun, without the soul fire and eyeballs, Sen Luo, who was looking directly at the sun, also raised a faint black mist in his eyes, "After all, it's still not suitable to act under the sun......" The double tone sounded, with a sigh, "After all, it's a monster..... "This skeleton is more and more decayed under the sunlight, and it really began to scatter, like a corpse on the battlefield that no one has converged.

The day passed like this, and when the last of the afterglow disappeared into the sky, the scattered bones gradually joined together again, and the cracks on Sen Luo's bones had gradually disappeared under the day's absorbing aura, and the skeletal warrior stood up, pulled out the spear on the ground, and raised his head to look in one direction—that was where the leyline spiritual energy flowed, and where the initiator of all this was located. Through the confrontation in the early hours of this morning, Sen Luo has been able to "see" the opposite side, although it is very blurry, but the blood-colored earth and the dark castle can be seen.

There is still a long distance from here to there, Sen Luo thought for a while, "Maybe you can find the traces of the Jade of the Four Souls..... "At the moment, I'm afraid that's the only way, ask about the situation along the way, but this kind of inquiry can't ask ordinary people - not to mention whether ordinary people will be scared to death when they see him, just whether ordinary people will know this kind of thing is an unlikely thing. Fortunately, there is nothing else in Japan, but there are a lot of monsters and ghosts, and if you go all the way, Moriro thinks that you can always get some news.

The skeletal junior samurai slung his spear across his shoulders and left the node of the aura, heading off into the distance. Will this place be occupied by other youkai? That's for sure. Cultivating in this kind of place will definitely be of great benefit to one's own growth, but Sen Luo just abandoned it like a shoe—that hungry ghost rotting corpse outer path is probably not short to occupy this place, and there are years of cultivation, but isn't it still like that? Sen Luo can solve the goods with a few knives, so how can it really be if you occupy a spiritual land? At least Sen Luo thinks that the strong are always the strong, and that's it.....

Turning over the mountains, Kyoto Castle was below, and it was already the seventh day that Sen Luo had left the Spirit Vein Node. On the mountain, there are a little fireflies around Senluo, some are fireflies, some are just ghost fires in the mountains, and the sound of laughter in the grass and trees can never be stopped, it is the mountain spirit water monster, the charm and the ghost, this island country is rich in this kind of thing. It is quite dangerous for a mortal to travel at night in this country, even if he is in the city......

And in Sen Luo's eyes, Kyoto City is shrouded in a huge enchantment, but after so many years of consumption, especially the time of the Warring States Troubled Times, this enchantment has long been incomplete, maybe in the era of Heiankyo this is a terrible enchantment that can reject all demons and monsters, but now, I'm afraid it can only make those demons invade a little more effort, and at the same time feel a little uncomfortable when they are active, that's it. It's not the Heian era anymore, and there's no second Abe Haruaki.

Mori Luo stepped down, although the enchantment has been like this, but after the end of the Warring States period these years, it has also recovered a lot of prosperity in the Heian period, even if it is almost now, this Gion flower street is still brightly lit, but in the distant temple, there is a faint sound of bells. "The bell of Gion Seisha rings the impermanence .....of all things," Moriro's double tone sounded in a low tone, and he stood quietly watching it all. It wasn't until the middle of the moon and the lights of the flower street were extinguished that the skeletal samurai stepped down towards Kyoto Castle.

The water of the Kamogawa River flowed slowly under the moonlight, and Sen Luo had already walked to the river, and there was no one walking on the road at the moment. That's right, there are no "people" walking on the road, instead of those strange-looking and strange-shaped objects on the overgrown road, including straw hats, water tanks, umbrellas and other everyday items walking on the road. "Hyakki Night Walker ....." Sen Luo's tone still overlapped, and he looked at the Hyakki Night Walk that was gradually approaching, and deliberately avoided the shadows.

Of course, Hyakki Night Walking can recognize Sen Luo as a youkai, so he doesn't care about him, and wanders the streets on his own until he reaches a bridge. Sen Luo walked slowly behind the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, and when he came to the bridge, he heard a coquettish laugh...... "Ah! What a strange man......"