Like the color of a hundred flowers blooming, a mountain of spring is dragged between walking.

The cage in which she had been imprisoned for more than four hundred years had collapsed, and the woman with a blurred face took a deep breath of free air and sighed a lot. She is a virtual shadow that is not condensed, and the so-called free space is a wind that penetrates the hall for her...... Without a conscious body, you can't experience how fresh the air is and how delicious the berries are.

Still, she's still free, isn't she?

"Hey, we said okay, let you out, you have to help deal with the Eight Snakes." Lin Luodong looked at the phantom in a daze, and was extremely anxious.

The face was like a mist and a phantom in a flower skirt, smiling gently at the two teenagers, and disappeared in place.

With Cui Hejian and others joining the battle, Asada Saito's side has been defeated and retreated, and if he hadn't personally received the will of the goddess of the mountain guard, he would not have survived until now with a stream of faith.

The current situation is very unoptimistic, and Asada Saito suspects that he is about to live up to the expectations of the goddess.

A psionic bullet took the life of a shrine attendant, and Asada Saito's eyes were red, and a trace of helplessness was born from his subconscious - could he really not help these Huaxia monks? Then how do you take over the shrine and become a great priest!

Asada Saito was already looking crazy, Wen Guanjing couldn't suppress him, and when he staggered by, Asada Saito slashed away with a knife like Li Xi'er. He wanted to see if these sanctimonious Huaxia monks would save themselves or those ordinary soldiers in the face of danger!

After a long fight, these special forces relied on Li Xi'er's protection to be able to release cold arrows with ease, Li Xi'er saw that Asato Saito's shocking sword suddenly slashed, and her wrist flipped and turned into a gold-based "bee's tail thousand needles".

The sharp needles of the gold system suddenly appeared in all directions around Asada Saito, and since he forced Li Xi'er to choose, Li Xi'er also forced him to choose.

Is it important to kill the enemy, or is it important to protect yourself?

After all these years of experience and growth, Li Xi'er is no longer the little girl who was forced by the golden eagle to fight back, she will not let herself drag "Senior Sister Lin" back, never!

Asada Saito was stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that this delicate-looking Huaxia nun also had such courage, knowing that she couldn't have the best of both worlds, so she also chose to gamble?

Then, she chose the wrong one.

When he gave up the absurdity of his youth and chose to become a waiter at Hongu Asama Taisha, he had already dedicated his life to the gods. Asada Saito will never forget that after working hard to become a security officer, one day he felt the power of faith flowing through his body for the first time in the main hall.

That was the goddess's response to his devout offerings.

Some golden needles had already penetrated Asada Saito's body, and the sharpness of the gold spell caused his meridians to be disrupted in an instant.

And his katana also slashed at the protective shield that Li Xi'er had put up.

Sparks fly, gold and stone meet! It's a doomed lose-lose game!

"Asada."

Who's calling him? Asada Saito foot step stop.

"Asada." The voice sounded again, like a breeze blowing over the hills, like the eldest sister next door who admired when she was young, gentle and dignified. Asada Saito couldn't help but look up.

The skirt is as bright as a flower, and her body contains the colors of all things in Mt. Fuji, but it is not contradictory. As for the face, Asada Saito didn't dare to look at it at all.

"Aada, although you are deceived by the eight misfortunes, you are pious in serving the gods, and you can be the chief priest of the shrine."

The shrine attendants and Japanese monks who were attacking all stopped, the phantom floating in the air, giving them a familiar sense of weirdness. It's like being watched by a woman who can't see her face clearly, and the feeling of growing up can't get rid of it.

Asada Saito also felt this way, or rather, he felt it more intensely.

Can you be the chief priest of the shrine? He suddenly understood who this woman in a hundred flower dress was—the goddess of Muhua Kaiye Ji, the goddess of the sacred mountain.

The divine voice that I listened to in the early days turned out to be the monster of the Eight Monsters?

Saito Asada fell to the ground with his katana.

"I'm not worthy to be a great priest."

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Watching a phantom slowly fall, Lin Luoran was not very surprised. However, the arrogant eight qi under the hard soil layer suddenly became silent, and Lin Luoran even felt that it was trembling.

"You didn't seem to be aware of my existence that day, Fairy of the Dust Heart, so why weren't you surprised?"

The phantom's voice was gentle, and Lin Luoran found that she was not speaking Japanese.

"Don't you know that I'm Dustheart?" It is true that this is true, but from speculation to confirmation, Lin Luoran also pinched a handful of sweat. If the's testimony was not falsified, there must have been a color that made the remember the corner of the skirt at the time of the murder and disappearance.

Lin Luoran began to think that everything was the ghost of this "Goddess of Wood Blossom Blossom Ye Ji", but the statue dug up in Komaba Park was a monster with eight heads and eight tails. Naturally, it is impossible for the goddess of Muhua Kai Yaji to condense the power of faith to make a wedding dress for others, so it is the Yaqi Orochi who is plotting to seize the power of faith belonging to the goddess of Mt. Fuji guarding the mountain?

She didn't know the grievances between the two, and she didn't even know that the Yaki Orochi was suppressed at the foot of Mt. Fuji at the time.

But when you enter the dream and see the vivid Edo period, the incoherent fragments are finally practiced into a complete thread.

More than 100 years later, his great-grandson Tokugawa Yoshimune inherited the will of his ancestors and built a falconry field in Shibuya, and buried the statue of the Yatsuki Orochi as a medium, absorbing the negative emotions of the army as nourishment for the dark faith power, so that Tokugawa Ieyasu had a dream inside the Mount Fuji volcano for four hundred years, and helped Yaki create the power of dark attribute faith for four hundred years.

If it weren't for the fact that the falconry field had become a peaceful and peaceful park, and the Yaqi and Dream World had no energy replenishment, it would not have made up its mind to lure the living into dreams.

Then, there won't be your own island country trip, and the goddess of the wood flower blossom in front of you will reappear, right?

However, according to the vicious eyes of the fire phoenix, the phantom in front of him should just be the remnants of the gods when they abandoned the human world.

She was imprisoned by the Eight Miscellaneous Snake in a vicious way, and the latter probably thought that he had completely eliminated this remnant of thought, who knew that this was also a strong man, and he had been in obscurity for four hundred years, just to gain the fatal blow of freedom.

"You go up and down the mountain as soon as possible, the volcano will erupt at any time." As soon as the phantom raised his hand, the dying Japanese youths were sent out of the crater.

Lin Luoran was surprised, "You don't blame them? ”

The phantom shook his head, "Resentment? There are times when the gods have done wrong, let alone these mortals. ”

What is resentment, as a phantom who has just had an independent consciousness, and cannot understand the emotions of mortals. She was transformed by the remnants of the goddess of the Wood Flower Kai Ya Ji, the former has long been an indifferent god who cuts off all feelings, and may have known joys, sorrows, and sorrows for many years, but when this divine thought is left, I am afraid that only the mercy of the high is left.

Lin Luoran thought for a while, and pointed to Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was curled up under the volcanic wall on a pile of white bones, and was already old and no longer human, and only had a breath left:

"What about him, do you complain?"

Lin Luoran could feel that when she asked this, Tokugawa Ieyasu, who only had one breath left, was already breathing weakly, and he couldn't notice it at all. He didn't die suddenly, but held his breath waiting for an answer.

The phantom hesitated for a moment, "Four hundred years ago, when he led people to expand the main palace Asama Taisha and modified the layout of the shrine to imprison me, I really didn't like him very much, and I couldn't feel at ease when I thought of his appearance, is this a grievance?" ”

Lin Luoran nodded.

The Phantom sighed, "But I saw him as he is now, and I forgave him again." ”

Lin Luoran looked sideways, and Tokugawa Ieyasu, who only had a layer of skin left, moved slightly, and actually shed tears. Although the water vapor was instantly evaporated by the heat of the earth fire, Lin Luoran could see clearly that Tokugawa Ieyasu was exhausted in tears, and a ball of faith light like an incandescent lamp floated towards the phantom and submerged into her eyebrows.

Was this the power of Tokugawa Ieyasu's faith before his death?

With the power of Tokugawa Ieyasu's huge faith that turned from black to white before his death, the facial features of the phantom can finally be seen on his face.

This is a very amiable woman, Lin Luoran never thought that the first goddess she saw would be a single eyelid.

Lin Luoran didn't have a chance to talk to her again, and Baqi finally tore off its disguise of fear of the phantom at this moment:

"Very good, one has faith, the other has a godhead...... When Benjin takes over, it's really the best of both worlds. ”

Its trembling voice was gone, and only smug remained. The soil layer was completely cracked, and Yachi's head came out of the molten lava.

Lin Luoran frowned, Dad Lin, they should have evacuated Mount Fuji, right? Then does she still need to fight to the death with Yaqi?

Using her own cultivation to save the ordinary people of the island country she didn't like, Lin Luoran was not a virgin, she hesitated, and even felt that it was not worth it.

The magma overflowed the water cover, the volcano was erupting, whether to leave, or to fight, Lin Luoran hesitated.

In this moment of lightning, she saw the woman who had not yet had her own name, who had just become conscious and was wearing a dress of flowers, leaving an unusually beautiful smile, and her face was covered with a layer of holy light.

Her solidified figure is gradually collapsing, reducing it to a small point of light with the power of faith.

Little by little, little by little, everywhere the light goes, the molten slurry of anger is appeased and solidified, and the laughter of the eight is abruptly stopped.

This is the most sacred light in the world, and it belongs to the power of faith of thousands of ordinary people!

Lin Luoran was in the water cover and was sent out of the crater by her, and the latter was completely emotional, "Why did you do this?" ”

The phantom was about to dissipate, and she smiled more beautifully than the dress of flowers, "You will understand...... This is the duty of the gods. ”

- But you are not a true God, and you also need to protect the mountains and the people with your body?

Lin Luoran didn't have a chance to ask this sentence, everything had already settled.

The mushroom cloud looms over Mt. Fuji and there is no imaginary explosion, and Mt. Fuji does not collapse, and if it weren't for the rising volcanic ash, no one can imagine what happened a moment ago.

The last remnant god who belongs to Japan, and the Yaqi Snake has died together-

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