The sky was slightly bright.

The dojo of Genji in Kyoto.

The head of the Genji family, dressed in a black hunting robe, sat cross-legged in the dojo with his eyes closed, a samurai sword lying across his legs.

Outside the dojo, there is an old man in his sixties who is guarding, he is the uncle of the head of the family, Gen Yicheng, Gen Hikota.

He took up the position of the head of the family, and he had a high status in the Gen family, and he ruled almost everything in the Gen clan, and there were many things that even the head of the Gen clan might not know, but they were definitely under the control of this old man.

At this moment, a middle-aged man hurried over, and the clogs made a rapid sound of "pop" on the floor.

The old man raised his head, and his sharp gaze swept towards the middle-aged man.

The man suddenly felt his breath stagnate, then reacted, and quickly and carefully took off his clogs and walked over gently with his bare socks.

"Have you forgotten the rule that you need to be quiet and whisper when you go to the dojo?"

"I'm sorry!" The man hurriedly lowered his head.

"Tell me, what's going on!?"

"Si Lao, the warriors we sent to hunt down Yuan Qianyue have all broken jade."

The old man frowned: "When did it happen?" ”

"The junior who was in charge of managing the life jade found it in the morning." The middle-aged man said, "It should be after midnight last night." ”

The shape of the life jade is the Oriental form of magatama.

It is similar to the soul jade in the Shenzhou Immortal Cultivation Sect, which is refined by an onmyoji, and binds it to the master through a drop of blood, and when the master dies, the life jade will be broken, which serves as a warning means to identify whether the family members are safe when they go out.

When people die, their lives are broken, and all in the East, they also call their death "jade shattering".

"Where are the three onmyoji who are with them?" The old man asked, "Where were they killed?" ”

"Si Lao, we haven't found the body, so we can't tell if those three Onmyoji are still alive now." The man said tentatively: "Could it be that the three Onmyoji killed our Genji, after all, our Genji and Yin-Yang Liao also have a lot of discord, if it weren't for the fact that only Gen Qianyue survived in the team that went to Xia Country this time, Yin-Yang Liao would not have sent Fujiwara Hidemitsu to arrest her with us, and they were also eager to find out the cause of Prince Haoren's death." ”

"Yaga, if your head is full of mush, then don't open your mouth, lest you lose our Genji's face." The old man's face was full of gloom: "Didn't you tell me yesterday that they and Fujiwara Hidemitsu have come to Kyoto, Kyoto is the territory of our Genji, and they are here to kill our Genji's people, do you think Fujiwara Hidemitsu has a bad brain, or is the first seat of the Yinyang Liao Kamo Tianichi an idiot?" ”

"Hey!" The man lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"Go, find a way to find out for me whether Fujiwara Hidemitsu's life jade is broken." The old man said.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded hurriedly and left, and when he left, he took the clogs in his hand and left the dojo quickly.

The old man's face was full of solemnity.

They had to find out if the personal disciple of the head of the Onmyo-Liao was dead, and if even Fujiwara Hidemitsu was dead, it meant that someone had killed their Genji samurai along with Fujiwara Hidemitsu's onmyoji.

Then it's up to them that Genji can't explain it clearly.

In the eyes of the Yin-Yang Liao, Kyoto is the territory of your Genji, and our personal disciple of the first seat of the Yin-Yang Liao died in Kyoto, so Genji can't get out of the relationship, right?

What? You Genji also died a dozen samurai? Who can prove it? Who can prove that you Genji hid them and made up such a story in an attempt to cover up your Genji's killing of the first disciple of the Yinyangliao.

Genyan thought about it too much and even believed it a little bit, if it weren't for the fact that the head of the family had been meditating in this dojo for several days, he even wondered if the head of the family had sent someone to do it secretly.

If even Fujiwara Hidemitsu died, there would only be one apprentice left.

The elite of the younger generation of Yinyangliao has almost been cut off, and in this case, in the competition of the next generation, it is almost certain that Genji will overpower Yinyangliao.

But the point is that this is not their Genji who did it, they are taking the blame on others, if they Genji want to do it, they will definitely not choose the territory of Kyoto.

Luo Mingzhang would never have thought that he would pry the balance between the Oriental Gen family and the Yin-Yang Liao with his own strength, after all, Prince Haoren, who died in the Locked Dragon Space, and Fujiwara Hidemitsu, the Onmyoji who died in the Great River, were inseparable from him.

Or to be more precise, when Luo Yunzhou was about to do something in the East, the East Ocean was destined to be a mess.

"Your heart is a little messed up!"

At this moment, the voice of the head of the family, Gen Issei, came from the dojo.

The old man walked into the dojo and sat down in front of the head of the family, until this moment, Yuan Yicheng still did not open his eyes, he did not have the slightest breath fluctuation in his body, but it made people feel sharp and abnormal.

"Head of the family, what about that child?" The old man asked, "I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

"Chizuna will naturally be where he should be!" Yuan Yicheng said: "Uncle, do you even have to beat around the bush when you talk to me?" ”

"Fujiwara Hidemitsu doesn't know if he lives or dies now, I guess most of it was killed." Si Lao Genyan said, "Isn't it really you who did it?" The disappearance of Fujiwara Hidemitsu will still be beneficial to us Genji in the long run. ”

He continued: "If it was really you who sent someone to do it, I have to know, and then I have to know how to deal with the accountability of Yin Yang Liao. ”

Is it that they Genji killed Fujiwara Hidemitsu, and the strategy for dealing with the Onmyoliao is definitely different.

Although he scolded the child of the clan who came to report that he was a fool, he was not sure whether the head of the family had made a move.

Over the years, the head of the family has reined in his edge, making him almost forget what the man in front of him can do for his own purposes......

This made him shudder when he thought about it to this day.

"Uncle, we Genji are waiting for an opportunity, and until this opportunity comes, there is no point in making superfluous actions." Yuan Yicheng said with his eyes closed.

"I understand when you say that." The old man said, "But what exactly is the reason you are talking about? ”

"Who knows?" Yuan Yicheng said: "If I can, I hope this opportunity is on me." ”

The old man understood that the meaning of the head of the family, Yuan Issei, was that he himself had broken through to the realm of the Holy Order.

In the East, there are very few people who have truly entered the realm of the Holy Order, and the only one with specific records is the legendary Onmyoji, Haruaki Abe.

If Genji appeared in a Holy Rank Realm, he would definitely be able to suppress Yin and Yang Liao, and even gain the ability to fight against the royal family.

Thinking of this, the old man's heart couldn't help but come alive.

They Genji also really have royal blood, tracing back to the roots, they are also the descendants of Amaterasu, and the supreme authority of the entire Orient, they Genji may not be unable to hold it in their hands.

"It seems that my original choice was not wrong, you are more ambitious, and you can lead our Genji further!"

Yuan Yicheng's aura fluctuated a little at this time, but soon fell silent again.

At this moment, the old man turned his head and forgot to glance at the door, and said: "At this time of year, you will wait for him here, and you will not leave until three days, he has not appeared for many years, are you sure that he will come again?" ”

The old man knew that every year today was the day when the head of the family, Yuan Issei, made an appointment with others, and he meditated in this dojo three days in advance, gathered momentum, adjusted his state to the best, and was ready to meet the arrival of that battle at any time.

It has been many years since the last battle between the head of the family and the man, and the man did not come for seven years, and the head of the house has been waiting quietly in this dojo every year, rain or shine, as if it was a silent agreement.

"He's definitely coming back, he hates me so much, I know he's always been in Kyoto, and as long as he's here, he'll come to me one day!" Yuan Yicheng said calmly: "Do you know why I didn't kill him while he was decadent? ”

The old man shook his head.

"The opportunity for the rise of our Genji, one is outside, and we need to wait for the times to change, and the other is inside, it lies in myself." Yuan Yicheng said: "And that person is the opportunity for my own breakthrough." ”

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the dojo.

The old man and the head of the Genji family both felt the breath of the man outside the door.

"Bang!" The door outside the dojo was pushed open, and a sloppy man with the smell of alcohol appeared at the door, carrying a flask in his hand.

Outside the door, a group of Genji children dressed in samurai costumes lay on the ground wailing and rolling.

Genji's dojo is located inside Genji's mansion, and it is obvious that the man in front of him has come in all the way from the door.

More Genji disciples appeared outside the door, and at this time they had already drawn their katanas and pointed at this man, but none of them dared to attack at this time, this drunk, who did not seem to be in the slightest danger, had just cut through their entire Gen family, and no one could stop his move.

Reverence for bushido, the self-respecting and brave Orientals, no one dared to step forward at this moment, as if holding a sword at him, which was the only consolation to the shame in their hearts.

The old man knew that the man he was waiting for was coming, and he said, "Don't be rude to the guests!" ”

As his words fell, many of the Genji samurai were relieved and retreated one after another.

The sloppy man shook the bottle in his hand and drank the wine from the pot.

He casually threw the flask in his hand and walked into the dojo, looking at Gen Yicheng who was kneeling in the center of the dojo, his eyes sharpened.

The flask fell to the ground at this moment, and it fell into pieces with a "pop".

The man in the dojo also opened his eyes at this moment......