He Jianghai had already walked to the altar, he glanced around, closed his eyes slightly, and in an instant.

Sacrificial etiquette, out of the yang and storage of yin, perception of social light.

There are 100,000 gods in the country of the sun, and if you talk about ghosts and gods, you can't count them.

In an instant, the powerful perception has made He Jianghai sense the aura of consciousness that interacts with the Sasaki family in the surrounding space.

This is called the power of the gods, which is in the hearts of men.

He Jianghai has a more keen grasp of these things than Sasaki West, a priest.

Everything is in the Xuanluo Treasure Book.

The most important thing is that the sacrificial aura in the current scene is absolutely in line with the Sanju knife in his hand.

"The power of the origin of the sacrifice has disappeared."

He Jianghai said lightly.

"What then?"

Sasaki Nishi was shocked, of course she could sense that there had been a huge change in the shrine.

It's just that according to her ability, she can't perceive where the details of the change are.

It was impossible for He Jianghai to tell her.

The evil ghosts and gods she summoned have been devoured, and it is no wonder that the power of the origin does not disappear.

"It's a little thing, just have this."

In an instant, He Jianghai had already taken out the Sanju knife.

"Is this our Sanju Knife?"

"Are you from the Xia Kingdom?"

"Konishi, what's going on?"

The people of the Sasaki family only know that Sasaki West suffered at the hands of He Jianghai, but in fact, until now, no one knows He Jianghai's true identity.

Sasaki West was extremely embarrassed and hurriedly introduced He Jianghai.

However, when it comes to this, its attitude can no longer show arrogance, only countless respects.

"He Jun's ability is far above me, and I want to ask him for advice on the current matter."

Nishi Sasaki's face flushed.

All the people of the Sasaki tribe looked at He Jianghai.

Family sacrifices, pious and mysterious.

Time is long, as long as it is the people of the Sasaki family, they can sense the breath of sacrifice in it.

Now that the sacrificial breath has collapsed, naturally everyone is nervous, and the people of the country are extremely confident in these traditional things.

He Jianghai opened his mouth and smiled, it didn't matter.

He had turned.

Choke!

The Sanju knife in his hand made a golden sound, but the knife was not unsheathed.

With a breath, the sword fell on the shrine.

The breath in the knife and the sacrificial breath of Sasaki's family are exactly the same as the guy with the knife.

It's just that Sasaki has so many clansmen, and the aura on his body is not as strong as one person.

It was the power of sacrifice, the power of the ancients, in fact, the power of the so-called gods.

At the moment, He Jianghai can basically determine that that guy must be related to the Sasaki family and ancestors, whether he is a human or a ghost, it is difficult to say.

The breeze is blowing, referring to the starlight, the so-called sacrifice, and still in formation.

It is nothing more than the five elements of yin and yang, the so-called yin and yang, which is the predecessor of binary, and the so-called five elements are nothing more than the presentation of elements.

Ancient occult art and modern technology have something in common.

In the Sanju knife, the ancient sacrificial breath radiated in all directions through the starlight controlled by He Jianghai.

It enveloped the shrine of the Sasaki family, and gradually enveloped Tokusa Temple.

In Tokusa Temple, the families that hold rituals include all the major clans of Western Kyoto.

All in one.

Previously, because He Jianghai absorbed the source of evil, the sacrificial formation that seemed to have become violent and had a more powerful aura was now gradually calming down.

The feeling of familiarity is back in the perception of the people of the Sasaki people.

Soon, everyone looked suspicious, but it was noticeably much calmer.

The expressions on which everyone looked at He Jianghai were already different.

Now all that remains is respect.

Come on!

After waiting for another moment, He Jianghai turned his head.

The people of the Sasaki family also reacted a long time ago, and they quickly got the waitress to do it and set up the tablet again.

In the hearts of his people, everyone is at peace, and there is no longer any fear before.

Faith is always important, faith collapses, and the world hardly exists.

He Jianghai helped Zuo Zuo's family a lot today.

"Thank you so much for He Jun!"

Sasaki West looked excited, and he hurried to He Jianghai's side.

If it weren't for He Jianghai, then she wouldn't want to clean up today's mess at all.

"Little things!"

He Jianghai smiled and remained silent.

He also belongs to borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

Martial arts are respected, relying on great strength, Sasaki Nishi surrenders to him, and it is a matter of course.

However, it would be a bit embarrassing if this girl knew that it was he who destroyed the sacrificial balance of Shicao Temple, and then used her family's Sanju knife to help her restore her balance.

"But I don't know, what does He Jun want me to do at the moment?"

Nishi Sasaki's face was slightly red, still asking.

The woman of the country of the sun, since she expresses her submission, then everything she belongs to the object of surrender.

Now Sasaki West's perception of He Jianghai has completely changed, and it is easy to understand what he is thinking in his heart.

"I just want to know the fate of the Sanju knife last time, but I guess you people from the Sasaki family don't know either."

He Jianghai smiled.

Sasaki Xileng, she definitely doesn't know, if she is clear, the Sasaki family has already found the knife back.

"If He Jun has to know, you can try it with my teacher."

Sai Sasaki gritted his teeth and said.

Fifty years ago, Ito Tiger was already famous in the country of Japan, and as long as it was the astronomy and geography of the martial arts world, he could be said to know everything.

In Sasaki Nishi's heart, he may be a god-like figure.

Under normal circumstances, it is naturally impossible for her to offend outsiders, and the current He Jianghai is naturally not an outsider.

"When are we going?"

He Jianghai frowned.

"If He Jun must go, it may take a little time, about half a year."

Nishi Sasaki re-introduced.

"Wouldn't that have to wait until winter?"

He Jianghai was a little speechless.

Nishi Sasaki hurriedly explained to him.

Ito Tiger is too old and persistent in his cultivation, and in recent decades, he has rarely come out to meet people.

Every year, when it is the end of the year to worship God, it will appear, only a month before and after, and she said that she is a disciple of Ito Tiger, but in fact, it is only in name.

There will always be a time to see someone, no more than three minutes, or several times.

Her so-called priesthood was issued by the chief priest of the three societies.

On Daitomi Mountain, there are three major shrines, each of which has a great priest.

Those great priests are nominally similar in status to Ito Tora, but in fact, they are only in name.

"I'm not in a hurry."

He Jianghai smiled.

The owner of the Sanju Sword is extremely mysterious, but its combat power cannot be compared with him, and it will not pose a threat to him.

Now that the knife is maintained in the Ten Grass Temple, he asked the Sasaki family to keep an eye on the movement of the knife at any time.

It's really not good, the temple is full of cameras, even if the high-level officials of the country won't allow it, it's not a big problem for him to operate it in the dark.

I'm not afraid that he will come, but I'm afraid that he won't come, and see what tricks he can play.