As soon as Miami's words fell, all the gray light was absorbed by Izumi, and he saw that there were countless phantoms of Izumi of different ages fused into her body.

The white hair on the back of Izumi's head returned to its original appearance, and the coercion unconsciously emanating from his body slowly retracted back into his body.

"There is such a terrifying power in the world, and how powerful the hour should have been."

Mifune and Uesugi Gen, who were prostrate on the ground, slowly straightened up and looked at the falling spring with awe.

Hearing Mifune's exclamation, Mianma shook his head disapprovingly, and said in a light tone:

"Senior Shi Chen is a respectable person, he opened up a new way, but unfortunately he himself lost in time."

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the phantom shadow floating from the flickering sword. The phantom is half white and half gray, looking like an old man, with relief and relief on his face.

"Going down your own way, is this the long-cherished wish of the seniors of the time?"

Mifune looked at the phantom of the hour from afar, and his expression was quite emotional.

......

"Tick!"

After the shadow of the hour drifted away, a ticking sound of a clock suddenly sounded.

Izumi's eyelashes moved slightly, and a pure white world came into her eyes again.

As Izumi opened his eyes, a sense of vicissitudes of time suddenly infected the three people at the entrance of the main hall, and in addition to the face hemp, Mifune and Uesugi Gen all began to age to varying degrees.

Mifune, who was already in his sixtieth year, had more deep wrinkles on his face, his cheeks were horribly sunken, and his skin was like a wrinkled apple, with yellow-brown marks.

The change in the young man's body of Uesugi Gen is even more obvious, his black hair has turned white, his eyes are no longer sharp, and his angular face has become round and greasy...

Seeing this scene, his eyes froze, and his index finger flicked slightly, using natural energy to expel the invisible gray qi from the two of them.

If it weren't for that, the two of them would have become old.

Izumi's unfocused eyes blinked suddenly, and then the gray gas released unconsciously quickly returned to her eyes.

It's just that the pattern of those eyes is strange and abnormal.

The black heart shape of the kaleidoscope appeared in the purple reincarnation eyes, as if it should be like this, natural and mysterious.

She looked at the numb face that was smiling at her, winked playfully, and walked gracefully.

On the way, the nine gray balls around her slowly transformed into an unpretentious gray sheath and slid into Izumi's slender waist.

She held the sword in one hand, her body as light as a swallow, and after pulling out a graceful sword flower in the air, she calmly tucked the sword into its scabbard.

In the surprised look of the face numb, Quan stood on tiptoe slightly, hooked the neck of the face numb with both hands, and whispered in his ear:

"Time tells me that it was Miaoma-sama who saved me from a long time ago, and I will always be a sword in your hands until time is no longer there."

After speaking, Izumi let go of his face very slowly, took half a step back, and looked at him silently with affectionate eyes.

At this time, Izumi's intoxicating voice still echoed in Mienma's ears, reverberating in his heart.

From Izumi's words, Izumi knew that Izumi should have seen her original ending on the way to get the sword, and his appearance could be regarded as changing Izumi, no, the trajectory of many people's lives...

Mian Ma collected his thoughts, and a soft smile rose at the corner of his mouth and nodded towards Izumi.

Mifune then turned sideways and said to Mifune, who was stunned in place, with a smile on his face:

"Thank you Admiral Mifune and Iron Country for their generosity in gifting swords, and the Vortex Nation will present a congratulatory gift to Iron Country for this matter."

At this time, Mifune still looked frightened, and he reached out and touched his fairly full cheek, revealing a relaxed expression.

Looking at Izumi standing in front of him, which was very different from his previous momentum, Mifune hurriedly waved his hand:

"No matter how powerful a weapon is, it needs someone worthy of it, and it was this Master Quan's own ability that conquered the Sword of Ignorance, and I deserve it."

Miaoma smiled nonchalantly:

"Just a token of gratitude, Izumi and I will stay in the capital of the Iron Country for one day, and we will discuss the matter of the Ninja Council tomorrow, how about it?"

"Thank you for the one-day buffer given by the adults, and my Iron Country should arrange a place for the adults to live."

Mifune could hear the meaning of the numbness.

He remembered the power that Mima and Izumi had just shown, and knew that it was pointless to resist or not, after all, he didn't want to experience that feeling of unconscious death again.

So Mifune smiled freely, turned sideways and gestured to the two of them to please.

At this time, the wind and snow had stopped, and the temple was surprisingly quiet.

Whether it was the snowflakes that were flying in the past or the snowballs that were condensed together, they are now all one, lying quietly on the earth.

Mianma looked at the three boats, looked at the spring, smiled heartily, and took the lead towards the bamboo shed on the east side of the temple with his hands behind him.

The four of them bowed to the tomb of the hour in turn, and then flew in the direction of the capital of the Iron Country.

The capital of the Iron Country is still in a pure white state, and the sporadic lights are like stars falling on the earth, making people feel kind and warm.

Mifune led the two of them and walked straight into the stone castle standing in the center of the city.

A moment later, in a small three-story building to the east, several orange chandeliers were lit up, echoing the lights of the thousands of houses around the castle.

After settling the two of them in this luxurious suite, leaving Uesugi Gen to send them at any time, Mifune left in a hurry.

After all, there wasn't much time left for him to gather the people below him and discuss joining the Ninja Council.

"Your Excellency!"

After seeing the power of the two of them, Uesugi Yuan's attitude towards the two became more and more respectful.

He took off his shoes, stepped on the straw mat with white socks, stood by the tea table in a kneeling position, and while making tea, he explained to the two of them:

"This is the best guest room in the Iron Country, and when the five major countries or daimyo come to visit, they are generally received according to this specification."

As soon as he entered the storefront, he smelled a faint natural wood fragrance, he closed his eyes slightly in enjoyment, took a deep breath, and after expelling all the turbidity, he leisurely paced and observed the furnishings in the house.

The room has a typical Japanese layout, with two opposite wooden sliding doors separating the inner hall from the outer hall.

There is a layer of tatami mats on the ground, which is moderately thick and clean, and the corners are decorated with greenery and pines and cypresses.

Almost all of the rooms are mahogany furniture, with a square tea table, a spacious desk, and a walnut red color that shows a sense of elegance and atmosphere.

Mian Ma walked back to the tea table and sat cross-legged, his neck stretched forward slightly to the teacup, and gently fanned the wind in the direction of his nose with his hand.

A slightly moist, sweet aroma of tea leaves burrowed into his nose, and he nodded with satisfaction.

He had slept on the stone bed at the root and the soft bed in the country of Vortex, and he didn't care much about the accommodation, but the current environment showed that Mifune valued the two of them.

Seeing that there was no dissatisfaction with Ma and Izumi, Uesugi Gen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Two adults, just rattle the bell if you have any commands."

Uesugi Gen owed the two of them and retired at the right time.

Seeing that there were no outsiders, he changed his comfortable sitting posture and pointed to another tea ceremony:

"Sit down and have a cup of tea together, after so many years, that little girl has grown to this point."