"That's it, strange, why isn't there anyone?" Hippo Hanyu searched for a long time in the village, but he didn't even see a ghost.

"No, it's too quiet here." The red eyebrows raised slightly, and he groaned.

"Oh no, we've fallen for illusion." Hippo Hanyu and Red said in unison, and it was too terrible to be able to make Jiraiya, Red and Hippo Hanyu fall into illusion at the same time.

"Solution!" Hippo Hanyu gathered the chakra of his whole body and shouted.

With the strength of Hippo Hanyu, even if it is an illusion cast by Sunset Emon, it can be solved, but now there is no change at all, and the strength of the person who casts the illusion is inevitably too high! I'm afraid that even the three generations are not his opponents.

"Don't bother Hanyu, it's not an illusion." Jiraiya explained, looking at his calm expression, it seems that he had foreseen such a situation.

"Not an illusion?" Hippo Hanyu was puzzled.

"I don't know if you've heard of the profession of magician, magician and onmyoji are the two oldest professions in this world, it is said that magicians can communicate with gods, and yin and yang can control ghosts and gods, both used to be very noble and powerful existences, but to become these two professions have very high requirements for talent, so they gradually declined."

"As far as I know, there is a real magician at the Jingyuan Shrine in the Land of Thunder, and even Thunder Shadow is polite when he sees him."

"You mean to say that we fell for the magic of God?" Hippo Hanyu smiled, it seems that his luck is really not a little bit good! Even such legendary characters can be encountered.

"Do you have a way?" Looking at the strange expression of Hippo Hanyu, Jiraiya said tentatively.

"Maybe!" Hippo Hanyu secretly said in his heart, I didn't expect that he would really use this technique one day!

Hippo Hanyu took out a blank scroll, drew strange symbols on it, and worked on it for a long time to get it right, and read a strange sentence in his mouth: "Ah-ga-mi-la-da-hh." ”

The scroll unexpectedly emitted a dazzling white light, sweeping the surroundings, and the scene in front of him also changed, just when victory was in sight, Hippo Hanyu felt a strong sense of oppression enveloping his body, making him dizzy.

"What a powerful spiritual power!" Hippo Hanyu sighed, and he was also competitive in his heart, after all, after two years of rest, it was a great honor to meet such a powerful opponent.

"Hanyu-" Looking at the hippo Hanyu's face suddenly turned red and white, Hong shouted worriedly.

"Don't go over." Jilai also stopped Hong, who was about to walk over, and said in a deep voice: "He used the forbidden method in the Yin-Yang Technique, and now the battle between the two is a struggle between the souls, not something we can stop." ”

"Yin-Yang Technique?" Red and Asma glanced at each other, and they invariably remembered their first mission trip to the owner Abe Gen, the erudite and funny old man, who was also a declining onmyoji.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to be able to see such a powerful yin-yang technique here again." The voice of the old man wafted through the space, making it impossible to tell where the sound was coming from.

"Really? I also want to know how strong I really am. Hippo Hanyu's face gradually returned to normal, after all, it was the first time to use yin-yang magic in battle, so he didn't control it very well at the beginning, and wasted a lot of mental power in vain, and after getting used to it, he was not as embarrassed as he looked just now.

"Arrogant boy, didn't your teacher Abe Yuan tell you to avoid it when you see the Taoist god of Zangming Temple?"

Feeling the sense of oppression rising again, Hippo Hanyu also tried his best to exert his spiritual power, "I'm not a disciple of Old Man Abe, besides, why should I avoid you, are you ugly and worried about damaging the environment?" ”

Zilai also heard the name of the Taoist god of Zangming Temple and showed his expression, but after hearing Hippo Hanyu's answer, he almost couldn't help laughing.

"Good boy—" The old voice shouted violently, just when Zilai was also guarding against the Daoist difficulties of the Zangming Temple, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and everything in front of them finally returned to normal, and the four of them saw clearly that they were already surrounded by the enemy.

And directly in front of them, there was a wooden house standing alone, although this wooden house was nothing special compared to the others, but at the moment it was full of mystery.

"It's nice to be here." It was still the voice of the Taoist God of Zangming Temple, although it felt that the voice was still coming from all directions, but there was indeed a strong feeling in their minds that told them that the Taoist God of Zangming Temple was in the wooden house opposite.

"Gah-" The door, which seemed to have not been opened for hundreds of years, opened, and a beam of sunlight shone in, and an old, thin old man sat silently cross-legged in the sunlight.

Legend has it that the Taoist god of Zangming Temple is a blind man, after the door opened, Zilaiye's eyes fell on the old man's eyes, sure enough, the old man's eyes were closed, deeply sunken, and it looked like two hollows, quite terrifying.

"Young man, it's rude to stare at an old man with a disability like this." Although the Taoist god of Zangming Temple is blind, he has a heart eye that can see through people's hearts, and he quickly felt the inner thoughts of Jilaiye.

Jiraiya blushed, he was in his thirties, and he was actually called a young man, what an embarrassment!

The Taoist god of Zangming Temple twisted his neck, which really made people who saw it worry about whether the head would accidentally fall off. His gaze finally rested on Jiraiya's body, at least Jiraiya also had a feeling of being stared at.

"Burdened with heavy feelings, the prodigal son bears the responsibility alone in the play, encounters the angels and demons of fate, and looks for true hope." The Taoist god of Zangming Temple read an inexplicable sentence, and there were only two people present, vaguely understanding what the old man meant.

Jiraiya's face was full of surprise, how could what this old man said be so similar to what the toad immortal told him at the beginning! Is this true? There is also a heavy feeling of being pressed by fate, and there is also a little confusion in his eyes.

The voice of the Taoist god of Zangming Temple seemed to have a kind of power, which made everyone present fall into a state of chaos, and the only sober hippo Hanyu watched coldly, and he went to remind Jilai, because he felt that the Taoist god of Zangming Temple had no malicious intentions, and he seemed to have something to say to himself.

Hippo Hanyu's eyes lit up, he now came to the vast universe, the stars in the distance flickered, and a moment later, a young and handsome man appeared in front of him.

"Are you the Taoist god of Zangming Temple?" Hippo Hanyu asked tentatively, it was difficult for him to connect the young man in front of him with the old guy who looked like dead wood.

"Woe! Unexpected intrusion, struggling in fetters, tests of blood and fire, will, burning in the leaves of the wood. The handsome young man groaned, completely ignoring the reaction of the hippo Hanyu, "Holding the power, walking in the night, feelings, floating in loneliness, breaking through the darkness and guiding new hope." ”

"Hey, what do you mean?" When he realized that the person the handsome young man said was himself, Hippo Hanyu was also confused and didn't understand. Looking at the fading back, Hippo Hanyu seemed to have been twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After the young man disappeared, Hippo Hanyu quickly left that strange place and returned to the small village.

"Uncle Jiraiya, Red, Asma, you're all right!" Han Yu, the hippopotamus who had regained consciousness first, immediately shouted.

"I'm fine." Zilai also quickly regained consciousness, "While the others are not awake, hurry up and save people." ”

After being reminded by Jiraiya, Hippo Hanyu remembered their important mission, but his whole body seemed to be out of strength, and he felt empty, so he had to ask Asma and Red to go together to find the envoy sent by the Wind Country.

"Teacher-" A man and a woman gathered around the Taoist god of Zangming Temple and cried bitterly, it was the two people that Hippo Hanyu saw that day, the man was called Jian Ji, as for the woman, it should be called Zaole! Seeing that the two of them were so afraid of the old man that day, they thought that their relationship was not very good, but now, the sad look is definitely not pretended.

Jiraiya and the others, who were lurking somewhere, looked at the scene in the wooden house, and they were also very emotional, such a powerful person actually died like this.

Of course, Hippo Hanyu would not arrogantly think that the Taoist God of Zangming Temple was killed by him, because the Taoist God died peacefully, with a faint smile on his face, this old man, Hippo Hanyu couldn't understand it at all, he didn't understand, since he was a respected magician, why did he appear in this place, he obviously had the ability to kill the four of them, why should he let them go, and even create an opportunity to help them save people.

What puzzled Hippo Hanyu the most was whether that young man was the Taoist god of Zangming Temple, and what his strange words meant.

This doubt made his heart extremely heavy, and he did not have the joy of completing the task at all.

Zilai also picked up a certain envoy who was unconscious, looked at Hippo Hanyu, and said, "Let's go!" ”