At that moment just now, the golden meridian diagram sensed the aura of the Yin Spirit surrounding the host, and immediately triggered the Ancient Inheritance.

- Red Pine Nut Alchemy: Super miniature spirit detention. It is suitable for the refining of magic weapons, and even the embryos of magic weapons.

- Red Pine Nut: Controller Spirit, Control Magic Weapon. Do whatever you want.

The conditions for triggering the inheritance are complicated, at least Miyamoto didn't trigger it when he died in 301.

Compared with Miyamoto, Matsuzaka's death has two more differences: one is that the blood-soaked utensils are woodcutters, and the other is that the dead soul has not dissipated but has become a yin spirit.

In other words, after drinking blood, the woodcutter has the potential of a magic weapon.

Therefore, while inheriting the content, Huang Chengcheng urgently sketched the formation and arrested Matsusaka's vicious yin spirit, otherwise he would be cursed.

Skillful hands, air needles, micro-carvings, and array diagrams are just strung together into a production line, which barely meets the needs of drawing a spirit array.

If you need Danhuo like alchemy, you will be blind directly, and you can only sigh with admiration.

Sneer......

The gas needle pierced the knife surface, and a sharp grinding sound sounded.

On the white countertop of the washbasin, a wisp of fine dust powder is sprinkled, which is the nano-scale iron filings, which is the result of micro-carving.

Three minutes later, a cloud with intricate lines lit up on the surface of the knife, which was about 5 centimeters wide, and a dazzling red light shuttled through it, and then both disappeared and sank into the metal of the knife surface.

The moire is the basic array, the lines are the circular lines, the light is the thoughts and wills, and the red is a drop of fingertip blood, which is a necessary condition for outlining the spirit array.

Time was pressing, and the wolves were waiting, so it was too late to draw a smaller area of the Detention Spirit Array, but the 5 cm Cloud Pattern Array was barely enough.

Huang Zhen sensed the blood of his fingertips, condensed a firm will to drive the formation to operate, and a perfect cloud pattern resurfaced, clearly visible.

In the air, there was a strange movement, like a ghost crying wolf in the middle of the night, poignant and terrifying.

Michiko was so frightened that she almost fainted.

Huang Zhen smiled inexplicably, stretched out the woodcutter in front of Michiko's eyes, and reminded: "Look at the cloud pattern carefully, don't blink and dodge!"

Curious and frightened, Michiko stared at the young agent and paid close attention.

I saw countless lines hooked together to form a perfect pattern, which is the moire.

Immediately afterward, a wisp of black smoke fluttered from the sky, falling into a curve of the cloud pattern, staining a short line of blackened.

Black smoke is not restrained, rushing left and right, extremely fast, impregnated with longer and farther lines, wanting to take the cloud pattern for himself, so as to ascend to the throne of the world hegemon.

However, the sky is not beautiful, and the sky is unpredictable.

From the center of the cloud pattern flew a red light, faster than the black smoke, as if the cavalry had launched a charge, with an unstoppable momentum, rushing into the black smoke, inflicting piercing damage.

Michiko clearly heard a terrifying scream and hurriedly covered her ears to prevent the ghost from running into her mind.

When you look closely, the black smoke is no longer so dense and the color is no longer black and translucent, while the red light quickly shuttles back to the original point along the line, hitting the black smoke again and causing more serious punctures.

Every second is a loop, dealing a piercing damage every second, and Black Smoke is no match for Red Light at all.

The drifting smoke has no way to escape, nowhere to hide, and has become the nutrition of the line and strengthened the heritage of the moire.

With a whoosh, Huang Zhen withdrew the woodcutter, not wanting Michiko to see the final result, sometimes one more hole card is one more life.

Huang Zhenxin was determined, and asked with a warm smile: "You have witnessed all this with your own eyes, I don't know if you have any opinions?"

Michiko was not stupid at all, she already had a guess in her heart, and immediately verified: "You are not only an agent of Huaxia, but also a legendary onmyoji! Uh, by the way, in Huaxia, you are not called an onmyoji but a qi refiner!"

Unconsciously, Michiko changed her tone to a respectful and humble tone, and respectfully addressed the strange boy as "you".

Huang Zhen smiled and threw out the bait: "Your thinking reaction is very fast, which means that you are smart enough, at least you have the potential to be a qi refiner! I mean, I have the ability to train you into a qi refiner!"

Michiko was dumbfounded and asked, "Is this true? What conditions do you need to become a Qi Refiner?"

"The condition is very simple, it is to return to Huaxia!"

"What is considered obedience?"

"Curse the Emperor with vicious language!"

This time, Michiko didn't directly refuse, but muttered to herself: "Otherwise, like Matsuzaka, you will become a powerful ghost or a resentful spirit, and then you will be sucked into the cloud pattern by a woodcutter, and you will never be able to get rid of it, and you will not be at peace for 10,000 years, right?"

Hwang Jin smiled and said nothing, waiting for Michiko to make her final choice.

Michiko really lived up to her expectations, saying the most vicious language, and she could never find a more vicious second sentence.

She sat on the cold tile floor, looking up at the young agent, her expression extremely respectful and obsessive: "I will never dare to curse the Emperor, because you are my Emperor!"

Proselytize!

The most vicious curse and the most devout refuge!

It shows that the old faith collapsed and was replaced by a new one, which means that Michiko betrayed Fuso and returned to Huaxia.

It shows that Michiko's desire to survive exceeds her loyalty to Fuso, and it also shows that Michiko's expectation and awe of the Qi Refiner surpass everything.

Huang Zhen was suspicious, reached out and grabbed Michiko's wrist, and as expected, the prompt content of the meridian map had changed.

- Michiko: 21% of the Chinese bloodline, 62% of the Fuso bloodline, and 17% of other mixed bloods.

——Not my race, in awe, yearning for China.

- Tomoyuki.

The changes are not insignificant.

First of all, the order of bloodlines was originally the foreign bloodline first, but now the Chinese bloodline is first, which is a subversion.

Second, there is a huge difference between "dang punishment" and "friendship".

That is to say, if you should kill, you will be killed, if you should be enslaved, if you should be a friend, you will be a friend, this is the correct posture for dealing with aliens.

Huang Zhen picked up Michiko and smiled comfortingly: "Thank you for trusting me! To be honest, I am very happy and very moved!"

Michiko smiled like a spring, quickly took off her kimono, revealing her bumpy carcass, and untied the new emperor's white coat: "Thank you for the emperor's mercy, please allow the slave maid to serve His Majesty to bathe and change clothes!"

The clothes and skin of the two men were stained with blood, and they were clearly not suitable for the next operation.

"Well, let's take a shower together and start ...... Work!"

The so-called work is to kill people.

Hwang Shin picked up Matsuzaka's body and threw it into the bathtub, then picked up Michiko and showered together, washing off the blood stains on her hair and skin.

The two of them rinsed quickly, and in less than two minutes in total, they were ready to go.

In the end, Hwang Shin opens a bottle of shower gel and pours a thick white liquid on the floor, using the aroma of the shower gel to mask the smell of blood on the one hand, and creating the illusion that Matsuzaka has violated Michiko on the other hand, in order to trap the latecomer.

Under the command of the emperor, Michiko obeyed his words and took the emperor's will as her own.

She was wearing a bath towel, coated with shower gel, and lying diagonally on the tiles, like a picture of a beautiful woman's spring sleep, indescribably charming.

Then he cried with a sad and aggrieved voice, which can definitely induce animal desire.

Huang Zhen felt that everything was perfect, and immediately turned away.

He came to the door of the side hall, opened a crack in the door, imitated Matsusaka's voice, and shouted indistinctly: "Miyamoto-kun is drunk in the bathtub and unconscious, I feel very comfortable when I go to Michiko! Everyone comes one by one, and I am responsible for maintaining order!"

The sound is not very loud, but it is enough to attract bees.

A short time later, an old bee in his sixties came.