The yin wind was blowing, the screams were continuous, the gray mist was filled, and although the ten great seals on Wang Cunye's top were a little dimmed and more virtual, they were still hanging down.

When the gray mist seeped closer, it made a sizzling sound, burning out as if it had encountered a flame.

"You have this divine seal, you must be a famous Taoist priest in Middle-earth, why did you invade my Fusang?"

Wang Cunye suddenly understood that this person was already timid, looked around, his face became gloomy, and said: "I am on the order of the Kunlun Dao Palace, I came to Fusang to hold the ancient ceremony to seek immortals, this is a Taoist matter that is permitted by the Heavenly Court, why did you attack me, do you want to provoke Kunlun in Middle Earth? Despise the Dao Monarch and the Heavenly Court? Do you Fusang don't even care about the majesty of the Heavenly Law?"

In the end, the words were sonorous, the hat buttoned by these words was really big, and suddenly the great onmyoji in the fog was shocked, the other party did not kill the two great onmyoji, I am afraid that he would not listen, but at this time, he hesitated for a while, and said for a long time: "Even if you come to Fusang to hold the road of seeking immortals, why do you kill me the god of Fusang? Destroy the contract of man and god!"

"What is the contract between the gods and the gods?" asked Wang Cunye at this time.

"The Great Onmyoji and above, equivalent to ghosts and immortals, are not allowed to directly interfere with the luck of the martial arts, and the demotion of the gods is ruled by the main god, and private fights are not allowed. At this moment, there were a few faint patches of mist moving slowly, blowing in the gloomy wind, which seemed to be very gloomy, and a voice came as if there was nothing.

"It's the same as my Middle Earth Heavenly Law, but I'm not a formal ghost immortal in the path of seeking immortals, but it's feasible, as for killing gods, it's a Fusang Taoist priest. Wang Cunye slowed down and said: "As long as I kill the Fengyin Ambiguous God again on this trip, even if the Tao is complete, I will withdraw." ”

The voice in the gray mist was silent, and said for a moment: "This matter violates my Fusang divine law, and the Fusang Taoist priest you said is also very suspicious......"

"I act in Fusang, either I don't use supernatural powers, only use the way of the martial arts, or I break away from the martial arts, and I can't do the two in parallel...... It was a misunderstanding before, so let me go back and tell you. ”

Seeing this, Wang Cunye was silent, and seeing that Wang Cunye was not moving, the great onmyoji gradually relaxed and immediately cast a spell to recover the law realm.

After a while, the gray fog disappeared, and I saw that on a hillside, there was a trace of blood, but the body was gone.

Wang Cunye stood there for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Ghosts and immortals are nothing more than this!"

The ghosts and immortals are both powerful and fragile, and the powerful ones are able to travel to the yang world, in this way, within a hundred miles, every move can be known, and they can travel to the underworld.

The fragile thing is that the mana has not yet acted on the physical body, according to the earth, it has become a mage, but it has not been strengthened**.

Therefore, once you are pressed to fight, it is easy to have problems.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that he has the Great Seal of the Ten Directions and the Turtle Shell, if ordinary people fall into this realm, they will die for a lifetime.

Don't hesitate at the moment, step down, and not far away is your own cherry blossom pavilion.

It's early summer, and when I go inside, I see that in the garden, there are still a few children practicing swordsmanship with the pirate Ashigaru.

They wore face and chest protection, sweated like rain, and when they saw Wang Cunye passing by, they all bowed respectfully and saluted.

Wang Cunye is familiar with 30,000 volumes of Taoist scriptures, many of which are martial arts, and when he has time, he will follow the Fusang knife method at will, and summarize some routines, called "Ten Directions Sakura Pavilion Flow", which can be regarded as satisfying a certain bad taste from the earth.

However, bad tastes are bad tastes, but these knife techniques are real.

The cherry blossom hall was newly built, exuding the scent of wood, and the interior was gorgeous, not inferior to that of the Koroku samurai, and at that moment Kurajiro stepped forward and said, "There is a ronin who asks to see him, but can the lord see it?"

“...... Let him come!"

"Hey!"

But at this time, Ah Hui came to tell first.

"Lord, the cherry blossom hall has 300 stone and 51 stones, 20 catties of meat, 100 catties of cured meat, and 6 fresh fish, all of which were delivered in the afternoon, and there are ......."

Wang Cunye looked at the list, put it down, pondered for a moment, and said, "You are in good hands, step down!"

By this time, the ronin had already arrived in front of the hall and bowed down.

Looking at it, Wang Cunye couldn't help but be slightly surprised, this is not so much a man as a teenager, with slender eyes, a handsome face, dressed in a black feather double-layered painted patterned robe, with a long knife stuck in his waist, exuding an indescribable charm!

"Are you?" Wang Cunye leaned forward slightly, such a person always looks likeable.

"It's Kojiro below.,It's the directory of the Noda Saemon of the Second Sword Ryunoda.,I've seen the martial arts of your house.,But I want to get a career in the Omada family.。 The boy said respectfully.

Commoners generally don't have surnames, and Kojiro is the first name, but as long as you can enter the samurai, you will get the qualification of a samurai in one fell swoop, and this is the greatest charm for a swordsman from a common person.

"How old is Kojiro?"

"Seventeen years old this year!"

"It's only seventeen years old, so young!" Wang Cunye didn't want to have such a thing, squinted his eyes at the moment, and said suddenly: "You put on face and chest protection, and try it with the following." ”

"Hey!" the boy replied without hesitation.

Kurajiro was a little unhappy, so he hurriedly grabbed it and said, "I'll compete with you." ”

The young man bowed, his hand resting on the hilt of the knife, and the moment he got on it, his eyes suddenly changed.

"Drink!" Kurajiro said, the bamboo sword stabbed out, but only heard the sound of "pop", the chest guard had already been hit, and the people who were watching could not see the process clearly, only saw the result - Kurajiro was stabbed halfway through the sword, and if he was on the battlefield, he would have died.

Wang Cunye was stunned for a moment, but he saw clearly that this was a very simple one-handed stabbing sword, but since it stabbed out, it stepped on the ground, left foot, legs and hips, waist, chest and shoulder, elbow and arm, wrist and finger - the movement and strength were completely permeated to the tip of the sword.

The action is fluid and perfect.

"Come again!" Kurajiro said angrily.

"That's it, you don't have to try, how do you practice this sword?" Wang Cunye said with a wave of his hand.

"Your Highness, I practiced swords at the age of eleven, and I have been practicing swords for six years now, rain or shine, more than 100 times a day, a total of 200,000 swords. The boy replied.

200,000 swords, turned into a swordsmanship without thinking, Wang Cunye carefully examined this young man, squinted his eyes, thoughtfully, this kind of swordsmanship is already a first-class level, such a young man, even in the entire Fusang, it must be within ten.

Just like that, I met the top swordsman of the era and the luck of kendo?

Thinking of the pale red luck that immediately arose when the Jintian family was established, Wang Cunye had some ideas, and pondered for a long time before he said: "Then enter the Shiben family, first give twenty stones to know the line, and then take the surname when you get to the hundred stones." ”

The so-called surname is to officially become a hereditary samurai, and to know and act a hundred stones.

"Hey, Kojiro greets the lord. Kojiro replied without hesitation, and lowered his body.

Wang Cunye got up, pressed his hand on the bamboo sword, the knife flashed, and put the bamboo sword down, accompanied by this, a cherry blossom sapling slowly fell, and the fracture was smooth.

With such swordsmanship, Kojiro and everyone couldn't help but be stunned, watching this gradually disappearing back.

Wang Cunye entered the quiet room and sat upright, and began to continue refining the Yin God suppressed by the turtle shell, the two Yin Gods were broken into pieces, gradually becoming smaller, and sinking into the turtle shell piece by piece, every time the turtle shell would light up slightly, and then extinguish in a blink of an eye.

After a while, the turtle shell was faintly mutated, and some small gaps gradually made up, and now about thirty percent of the gaps have disappeared.

The acupuncture points of the whole body communicate with the external aura, which is incorporated into the body at a speed ten times that of the previous one, integrated into the true qi circulation, and then refined into its own true qi, and when it passes through the spiritual pool, it is transformed into mana little by little.

When I sank down to watch, I saw that the sky above the spiritual pond was filled like a spring of red air, constantly expanding.

After the purification of the turtle shell, the red water is very pure, without the slightest filth, and it is exchanged with the true spirit from time to time, and the yin god turns red at all.

The two Yin Gods were exhausted, and the injected red water turned from the creek into a little droplet, which was the normal cultivation speed, and at this time, the Spirit Pool had a radius of twelve feet, which was three meters, which was almost the same as the swimming pool, and the red water on it was undulating, containing an indescribable Dao rhyme, and the Yin God absorbed it slightly, and gradually dyed it with a light red, rendering it to the whole body.

As long as the spirit pool is fifteen feet, it can reach the peak of a turn, and dye the yin spirit red to survive the wind tribulation, and then it will be a real ghost and immortal!

It's just that seeing this, Wang Cunye's face didn't have much joy.

"It feels a little wrong!" Wang Cunye groaned silently, as soon as he entered Fusang, he didn't realize it at first, but now he felt a faint feeling of the influence of fate, and he felt that his soul was covered with a layer of fog, as if there was nothing.

If it weren't for the fact that I had a turtle shell and could condescendingly watch the overall situation, I am afraid that I would not be able to find this feeling now.

But even with the turtle shell, this layer of fog can never be removed, and it is always looming in the mind, which makes people very uncomfortable.

This shows that this layer of fog is far from being able to tear through the current self, even if there is a turtle shell, and the turtle shell cannot replace its own mana and spiritual sense.

Wang Cunye pondered for a long time, his mind gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but sprinkle: "No matter what I think, anyway, I just need to follow my own ideas, this Fusang is just a guest place after all, and he will soon be a genuine ghost and fairy real person, as long as he can have the results that can be said, he can go back and explain, and no matter how many incidents there are, he can't beat me out!"

"As for cause and effect, when you become an earth immortal or a god in the future, you can decide at will. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Cunye stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a trace of light yellow luck in red appeared out of thin air, which was the martial luck of the killed general, and then stretched out his hand, and another trace of light red luck appeared, and as soon as the two combined, it became a red luck.

As soon as this luck existed, it disappeared into the air, and faintly, the Konda family seemed to have changed a little.

"I put the bait down, and it will be up to me to see how much else there is to change. Wang Cunye thought silently.

This thought was born, and I suddenly felt an ethereal feeling in my heart, which showed that this thought was very auspicious, and it was a perfect match with my luck, so I felt this feeling.

(To be continued)