Wild grass, dead branches, babbling streams surround the mountains, although the riverbed has not dried up, but there is not a single fish and shrimp, under the dead giant trees are old buildings, from a distance, at the end of this mountain road stands a huge torii, the original bright mahogany has long been dull, everything is telling the antiquity of this place.

It was noon, and the scorching sun was high in the clouds, but the top of the Spirit Peak was always shrouded in a dark cloud, and no one could peek into the secrets inside.

But today that tranquility has been shattered.

A tall, pitch-black building sits on a hilltop and its walls peeling off a little from years of wind and rain, but it still can't hide its former grandeur.

At this moment, in the attic of this ancient building, two white-clothed girls are kneeling on the ground, with their hands on their knees, their waists straight, their eyes closed, sitting there quietly.

Both of them have clear eyebrows, there is a trace of similarity between the eyebrows, it really looks like a pair of sisters from a distance, the only difference is that there is a bamboo knife in front of the girl kneeling on the right, the bamboo knife has no sheath, it seems to be simple and unpretentious, but it faintly reveals the simple jade color.

"There is no bloom in the world, which means the origin, all races are rampant and have no place, the ancient changes, the gods of the wilderness descend, break the enemies, and save the common people......"

In front of the two of them hung a beaded curtain, behind which sat a person who opened his mouth to speak, and the beaded curtain was light and thin, and the person's face could be vaguely seen.

Wearing a divine bird hairpin, hanging Xuanying jade in her ears, a gorgeous divine dress shows the meaning of dignity, waterfall-like black hair hangs down to the waist, and the middle is bound by an incomparably delicate divine silk hairband, the only regret is that she wears a veil that covers the face that is enough to cover the glory of the bright moon.

Halfway through the Tao, the extremely luxurious goddess behind the curtain opened her mouth and asked: "The sound of heaven is mighty, all things are revived, Lan, what is a god?"

Her voice is like a mysterious sound outside the sky, obviously in front of her but it feels like it is from the sky, although it is not expressed, but it reveals a supreme majesty.

The girl sitting on the left side bowed respectfully, and replied: "At the beginning of the primeval period, all races were prosperous, and countless strong people were born at that time, but they were all mortals, only people outside the sky, with the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the gods in the direction. ”

"Good. ”

The goddess behind the curtain nodded with satisfaction and asked the other girl: "Now in the world, all the saints are not visible, bamboo, what is a god?"

The girl with the bamboo knife in front of her did not speak, as if she was thinking, and after a long time, she leaned down gently.

"Stop, you can't break in. ”

"Get out of the way of my brother, I won't let you go!"

Suddenly, a noisy shouting rang out, and an argument broke out under the attic.

"Knock knock. ”

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in. The girl named Lan spoke.

"Squeak. ”

The door was opened, and a man in black walked in, then knelt down on his knees and said respectfully, "Lord Priest, those children from Xia Lan are here again. ”

"Drive them away, the shrine must not be disturbed. Lan responded.

"But here he is, too. The man in black cautiously raised his head and glanced at the great priest behind the bead curtain, and quickly lowered his head and continued: "The Night Blade is also here, and it seems that the child who was carried by the Night Fire is not in a very good state. ”

“！”

Hearing this news, Lan and Zhu's bodies trembled slightly, especially Zhu, who did not hide the concerned look in his eyes at all.

"Ahh

Lan and Zhu hurriedly stood up to help, while the man in black walked out backwards with his head down.

Downstairs, the argument has become more intense.

"Get out of the way!" a boy of nine years old shouted, with muscles showing under his clothes, and it was not difficult to imagine what he would look like in the future.

Next to him stood another young man, his expression cold, unsmiling, although he did not make a sound, but it was more dangerous, and a dagger was held tightly in his hand.

What made them so anxious was another teenager, who was now lying on his partner's back, his eyes wrinkled, beads of sweat rolling down his face, and his whole body trembling slightly.

"Night Fire, Night Wind, don't make any more noise, we've already gone to inform the Grand Priest, leave Nightblade here and go back. "The doorman guarding the door is also very difficult, these two children are not afraid of heaven and earth, and no one can speak.

"Less nonsense! If my eldest brother had three longs and two shorts, would you be able to afford it?" Nightfire didn't let it go, his eyes round, and he glared angrily at the guard.

"Presumptuous, how can you juniors be allowed to go wild?" shouted another guard as he slammed his spear on the ground.

"Bastard, I'm going to abolish you!" Nightfire rushed into a rage, stretched out a free hand, clenched his fist, and met it.

The night breeze was even more crisp, his eyes were like knives, his fingers flickered, his dagger flashed with cold light, and he leaped up like an agile ape, and the target was the same guard.

"Stand down. ”

Just as the guard raised his spear and prepared to fight back, a calm voice came from behind him, and he quickly put down his spear and fell to the side and knelt down.

Then, the wooden gate behind them was opened, and two boys, both dressed in white robes, each carrying a lantern with two large characters written in ancient script.

【Miyo】

"Your Excellency. The two guards buried their heads deeply, while all the black-clad people around them knelt.

The faces of the night fire and the night wind changed, and they all put away their offensive and stood aside honestly.

"Who's making a fuss here?"

Finally, the two boys stood on the left and right of the gate with lanterns, and Lan and Zhu walked out one after another, and the four of them were surrounded by the goddess behind the beaded curtain, and the great priest in the mouth of many guards.

Naturally, it was Lan who asked, and she stepped forward to scan the few people under the steps, and was not moved until she saw Nightblade.

"Lord Priest, my brother must have been possessed by demons, please save him!"

Nightfire didn't dare to go wild at this moment, put the nightblade on the ground and knelt down with a thud, begging again and again.

"It's fine in the morning, but just now I suddenly fainted on Eagle's Beak Mountain and couldn't wake up. The night breeze is much more stable, and the cause is clear in a few simple words.

"Go away... Go away... Don't come here..."

Suddenly, Nightblade, who was lying on the ground, whispered, his brows furrowed tightly, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

"Big brother, big brother, are you awake?" Nightfire was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly turned around, but no matter how much he pushed and shouted, Nightblade showed no sign of waking up.

"Anti-thief... You thieves are going to hell!" Nightblade's reaction grew, and his whole body trembled.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, jumped to his feet, and slammed his fist into the night fire beside him!

"Be careful!"

Nightfire was extremely shocked, and froze for a while, but fortunately, Nightwind had been observing here, and when he saw that it was wrong, he rushed forward like lightning and took it away.

"Boom!"

Nightblade was no more than ten years old, and his young and immature fist slammed into the ground, and blood splattered instantly, but surprisingly, the stone slab under his fist appeared several cracks and almost shattered.

"Lord Protector!" the two guards rose to their feet, one on the stairs and the other lunging down on Nightblade, ready to subdue him.

"Traitor, have you eaten the courage of the gods?" Nightblade's eagle eyes widened, but the original clear look was gone, and all that remained was a monstrous rage.

"The General's Spirit..."

Behind everyone, the great priest's expression changed slightly, and he muttered in his mouth, but no one heard it.

"Boom!" Nightblade shot out in place, and a short sword hung from his waist, which he had pulled out and held in his hand, and rushed towards the guard.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, at this moment, a beautiful shadow flashed, and Zhu, who had been standing beside the great priest, suddenly made a move, rushed forward and pressed the guard down, holding the bamboo knife and slamming it into the sword of the night blade.

"Dang!"

There was a crisp sound, and the bamboo knife was not damaged in the slightest, you must know that even if the short knife in the hand of the night blade is not of the highest quality, it is also made of refined iron in the village, and at this moment, it is constantly cutting a seemingly ordinary bamboo knife, and it has to be amazing The quality of the bamboo knife.

"Traitor!"

Nightblade's eyes were fiercely lit, and at this moment, the shadow behind him suddenly squirmed, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and two divine patterns appeared around his eyes, just like the unique eyeshadow of a samurai.

"This world is all my world!"

With a heaven-shattering roar, the momentum of the Night Blade skyrocketed, and the entire shrine became agitated, and even this Spirit Peak began to tremble!

"Enough is enough..."

Finally, the great priest on the high platform sighed softly, and Lan beside him jumped up, a jade hand flipped up, and suddenly three runes flew out of his hand, hitting the arms and chest of the Night Blade at lightning speed.

"Huh"

The divine pattern on the rune paper lit up, and the night blade suddenly couldn't move, and at the same time, Bamboo followed, and a bamboo knife swung in the air and hit him the back!

"Ahem"

A mouthful of blood erupted from Nightblade's mouth, and the blade was pointless, but it didn't hurt him, and the blow brought him back to his senses.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Yehuo had been watching from the sidelines, and at this moment he quickly ran over and asked with concern.

"Hmm..." Nightblade was almost in collapse, his divine patterns scattered, and his consciousness was a little blurred, but suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at his hands in horror.

"I... What have I done again? Who is fighting me?" he began to look around in a panic, and when he saw the bamboo standing not far away, he immediately rushed forward.

"Bamboo, are you hurt, have I hurt you?" Nightblade was anxious, grabbing Bamboo's shoulder to take a closer look.

Bamboo smiled silently, his eyes full of love, and gently touched Nightblade's head, like a young lady comforting her younger brother.

"I'm like this again... It's like a devil..."Takemi was injured, and Nightblade breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was lost again, standing there staring blankly at his hands.

"Samurai Heart, Intention is strong, never let the demons erode your will. On the high platform, the Grand Priest whispered, and then turned to leave.

"Lord Priest......"

Nightblade knelt heavily on the ground, his eyes revealing sorrow and faintly flashing tears.

"Please tell me... In this world... Are there any gods?"