Although there are still demons roaming the world, and the mountains and forests are still the world of demons, at least now there is sunshine, people can work in the fields, and hope is back. However, there was still a faint magic cloud in the sky, it was the demonic energy from the continent and the ocean, and the world was still in darkness.

Amakusa Castle has collapsed, the monsters that used to roam here have been swept away, and even Nobunaga's demon army has shifted its territory - the demon king who has recovered from hell has to entrench himself in one place, borrowing the demonic aura of the army to form a dark cloud to protect his army. Want to take the world by storm again? I'm afraid it's already hard.

There was still no one coming to the collapsed Amakusa Castle, and the farmers who had already fled from the vicinity had already fled, turning into demons and dying. Within a radius of 100 miles, it was already a country of demons, and perhaps the humans who came could only be monks or mages who exterminated demons, and at most some samurai. Only half of the skeletal face could be distinguished from the shattered bone fragments, and of course the long, old-looking knife beneath the bone fragments.

Time passed, and the situation in Japan did not continue to deteriorate due to the destruction of the gate of the Demon Realm, but it was not much better - the passage to and from the Demon Realm was not closed, and the world was still rampant with demons but not as arrogant as it used to be. And the appearance of sunlight gives people hope, which is also a reason to curb demons. However, who would have thought that all of this was brought about by a skeleton ghost.

No one would be grateful to the skeletal warrior, because he was unknown.

As time passed, grass and trees gradually grew on the ruins of Amakusa Castle, small animals were already infested here, and samurai and monks who sculpted demons also came here one after another, and there were no more powerful monsters here. Without the magical support of the Demon Gate, these monsters can only continue to weaken. The skeletons are gradually coming together, but as in the past, I don't know how long it will take. Because every day, the sunlight is dissipating the yin qi on the ground, and only at night can Sen Luo absorb these yin qi to revive and offset the loss of the day.

Day after day, year after year, half of the skeletal face gradually became a full skull, and then half of the mutilated ribs and vertebrae, and Sen Luo still looked dead now, leaning against the base of the stone wall.

Xiao Yezi has grown up back then, and she is dressed like an ordinary peasant girl, but how can a peasant girl carry a knife around her waist like her. As a samurai slaying demons, she already has a reputation for being famous, and the spiritual power she has gained through her cultivation makes her different from other slayers. The local onmyoji obtained his mana through innate inspiration and practice, and the monks also obtained his mana through asceticism and Buddhist scriptures, but Xiao Yezi completely relied on breathing and daily exercise and meditation to obtain spiritual power.

This is the cultivation method of Qi refiners from the mainland, and it is also a gift from Sen Luo to Xiao Yezi. Now this kid can't be said to be a child, a girl in her twenties is already outstanding in spiritual power and swordsmanship. Although limited to gender and talent, Xiao Yezi couldn't do what her skeleton master said at the beginning, but the addition of spiritual power allowed her to find her own way in the rapid attack of changing skills.

And now Xiao Yezi used a quick and sharp slash to cut the demon in front of her with long hair and a face like a wild boar into several large pieces, and directly overtook this demon who had killed several people - the thank you she received was a bag of rice and some sauce. Xiao Yezi grew up on this, she got rid of the demons in those villages, and the farmers paid her with food, and if she was from the city, it would be some money. Over the years, Xiao Yezi has become more and more oblivious to the appearance of Senluo, but there has always been a Buddhist shrine in her home, and next to the Bodhisattva, there is a tablet carved by her, on which only two words are written "Senluo".

The skeleton warrior didn't know that his little apprentice was commemorating him in this way, and if it was inherited in an orderly manner in the future, maybe there would be some kind of school, all these skeleton warriors in front of him would not think about it, all he had to do was to gradually recover himself. The skeleton is getting more and more complete, and now the upper body has grown, and even the two arms are already there, Sen Luo holds the scabbard, and the right hand holds the hilt and slowly withdraws it.

With his movements, the long knife that originally seemed to be rusted in the scabbard made a tooth-aching sound at first, but it soon turned into a smooth knife sound, and the blade once again showed a peach-colored pattern, and the long knife after the unsheath was the treasure knife that slashed demons and demons. This time the slashing of Amakusa and smashing the gate of the Demon Realm didn't bring growth to the beauty under the moon - perhaps it didn't need that kind of growth.

Now if he wants to move, Sen Luo can also use his hands to support the activity, so he transferred a large number of broken bones and himself to a dark place, although it is still difficult to avoid being taken away by the sun, but the demonic power that can be accumulated every day is more. "After all, it's inevitable, who made me a skeleton ghost who belongs to the underworld? Whether it's a skeleton or a ghost, the demon qi naturally won't be like those monsters who have become demons, and they can ignore the sun......" The skeleton samurai smiled bitterly and comforted himself.

The monks who slay demons will not find Sen Luo - because their Dharma is meant to pass through Sen Luo's Vajra Glass Mind and only think that he is still a dead thing and not that he is a demon. And Sen Luo himself is just a skeleton, such skeletons are too common and too many in this world, maybe they will dig a grave for him to bury him - if the naked eye sees Sen Luo.

"There are still some demons and monsters in this world, you can get rid of them and leave here - there are still demons over there that must be killed." Senluo's skeletal eyes looked to the west, and beyond the sea, it was the real continent where the demons danced. The recovery of the body is accelerating, and the recovery speed of the withered yellow bones is getting faster and faster, and soon the pelvis and two legs will grow, and then the barrel and the heel pocket really haven't grown, and now Sen Luo can be said to be just a skeleton, and he can't see the appearance of a samurai at all.

He looked down at his withered bones slightly, and sighed, he still needed time to recover his demonic power, only then would he recover to the iron-colored bones - if the withered yellow bones were alone, he would not be able to swing the knife with all his strength, and it would be shattered. It seems that you still need to wander around here, and maybe you can find armor for yourself to wear......