In the puja venue of Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine.

The crowd pulled the two men out of the wall with all their hands.

After scanning it clearly, it was two onmyoji wearing blue and white clothes, and it could be seen at a glance from the dress that they were young people from the Yin and Yang Liao Ka Mao clan.

"How's it going?" An old onmyoji of the He Mao family asked with a gloomy face.

"There are a lot of bones in the body, and I don't die, but there are only a few breaths left, and I need to cultivate for several years." A monk on the side said after inspecting it.

"It's the same with this one." Another woman in a shrine maiden costume replied as well.

"It's so vicious!" The old onmyoji stood up, stared at the young man who walked in from the gap and asked loudly: "Who are you and why did you do this?" Recruit quickly, otherwise don't blame the old man for being ruthless! ”

Bai Yu plucked out his ears and said flatly: "They say something I don't like to hear, so they are asking for their own hardship." ”

He Mao's old onmyoji was even more furious: "The battle of tongues is so ruthless!" ”

There were also monks who frowned: "What did you say to make the donor so ruthless?" ”

Bai Yu thought for a while and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot." ”

Everyone: "......"

Bai Yu spread his hands: "Understand, I used to be so angry that I lost my memory for a short time under extreme anger, but since I did it, they must not be innocent, otherwise wake them up and ask them what they say?" ”

At this time, except for a few young maidens with eyes who covered their lips and smiled, the other Shinto monks were already frowning deeply, this attitude was simply unreasonable, and even too frivolous, so that they were a little contemptuous of the puja.

"Where the hell are you from, call your division commander!" He Mao's old onmyoji endured his anger and didn't make a move, because so many people watched, and the rules had to be spoken.

Bai Yu said lightly: "You are not qualified to see my division commander." ”

"You ——!"

The old onmyoji's face was directly distorted.

At this time, I only heard the crisp sound of the Zen stick smashing on the ground and making a jingle bell, the sound of the sound, which has the effect of driving away evil spirits and calming the mind, the Japanese monk who still has hair said calmly: "Quit irritability and abstain from anger, donor, if you come to stir up trouble on purpose, then please go back, this is the scene of the annual festival, and no unrelated people are allowed to come at will." ”

Bai Yu snorted, also lost interest, and turned around to leave.

"It seems that the donor is really not here for the puja." The monk continued.

"Isn't it?"

"Since it's not, then if there is a conflict, Your Excellency should give the He Mao family an explanation."

"What do you want to say?"

"At least ......" the monk paused: "Apologize and apologize." ”

"It doesn't have to be." Bai Yu said, "I forgive them. ”

Monk: "?? ”

Bai Yu continued: "Or is it better not to forgive them? ”

He sighed with emotion: "You monk is also vicious. ”

The Zen staff landed again, and the great monk had a solemn expression: "Your Excellency is still messing around, please report your name, the poor monk wants to see what kind of person you are, and you have such a contemptuous attitude towards this festival!" Even the palace secretary of Inari Taisha is not here for the time being, and the poor monk has no choice but to teach a lesson! ”

When Bai Yu heard this, he glanced at the scene of the puja.

No wonder Inari Miyaji didn't show up, it turned out to be not at the scene.

He deliberately made a fuss, but instead showed the blind man his flattery in vain.

But that's it......

As long as the trouble can't end, I don't worry about Inari Miyaji not coming forward.

Regardless of whether what those onmyoji said just now is true or false, as long as they have this thought, they deserve to end up with whatever fate they end.

Not to mention the heads of the people who are killed, stepping on the heads of these people to leave them a profound lesson, it can be done after all.

Even the corpse of the deceased should be made into a god, which is a blasphemy at all, and this vicious yin-yang technique should be banned.

Bai Yu walked to the scene of the festival and said calmly: "If you can win me, it doesn't hurt to tell you where I came from." ”

The monk was completely angry, and the Zen staff smashed the floor: "Arrogance! ”

The next moment, he strode forward and said angrily: "Today, I will teach your teacher a lesson - kneel down for me!" ”

The roar of the Buddhist door of the tongue blooming spring thunder; There is also a ten-out Ming Wang Jin to kill.

This monk said that he was participating in the Fa, but it seems that he is taking the route of subduing demons in the flesh, and it is possible that he has gone to the temple in Daxia to study, otherwise how could he put the magic power of Buddhism and turn to concentrate on tempering the physical body? This is not so much a Buddhist magic as a martial art of Zen Buddhism.

This monk's cultivation is not weak, and he may be able to rank in the top ten on the spot.

But just not weak.

It's just a fourth-order cultivation.

Bai Yu walked directly closer, his right hand bypassed the monk's attack range, pressed against his chin, lifted up, pressed down, disrupted the balance, and then bent his knees to the top axis.

To others, it was as if he had disappeared and crashed into it.

It became this monk who flew out, throwing a parabola in mid-air like a broken kite, smashing into the eaves, and then falling and falling to the ground, his face was flushed, gritting his teeth, trying to hold back, but he couldn't hold back, and spewed out a big mouthful of bright red.

I didn't pass out, but I didn't get up either.

There was a dead silence all around.

This monk is not a showman, his supernatural powers and physical body are very strong, and he can't even go through a round.

Bai Yu moved his wrist and glanced at the monk, then looked away, looked at He Mao's old onmyoji, and then turned to the surroundings: "Who's next?" ”

No one responded.

Maybe he was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses.

However, many eyes looked at He Mao's old onmyoji, which made him a little difficult to ride a tiger.

Some of the people who wanted to make a move before are now beginning to weigh their own strength.

At this time, He Mao's old onmyoji had a flash of inspiration, and after catching a glimpse of Bai Yu's shoes, he said firmly: "You are not from Yingzhou...... Are you from Great Xia? ”

Bai Yu clasped his hands, looked down at his sneakers, and then said noncommittal.

The old onmyoji said in a deep voice: "You are from Great Xia, but you came to Yingzhou to make a fuss at the Shinto exchange puja, are you bullying me No one in Yingzhou!" ”

He pointed at Bai Yu: "I understand, you deliberately stirred up, not because my disciple of the He Mao family was disrespectful, but purely for a reason to attack!" ”

The old man was furious and said, "What about the Great Xia monks, who dare to treat us as nothing, with such a contemptuous attitude!" Today's affairs, both public and private, I will ask you for advice! ”

These words are dignified and upright, but also carry the meaning of emotional coercion.

There were many monks at the scene who had already become enemies at this time.

If it is said that it was because He Mao's family provoked Bai Yu before, and the other party called in, then this is the contradiction between Bai Yu and He Mao's family, and it has nothing to do with others; But now in the mouth of the old onmyoji, it has become, and the transcendent from Great Xia has broken in and deliberately sabotaged this festival.

It's like breaking into the gym with the sign of the sick man of East Asia, the damage is not high, and the insult is extremely strong.

Some people at the scene were emotionally driven, and some people didn't...... But the general trend is also necessary to stand up and make a statement.

One after another, more than half of the people stood up.

If Bai Yu continues to insist on not leaving, he will have to face a wheel battle or fight more and less.

Even if this is not glorious, but let a young man from Great Xia step on the face of the Shinto monk group, and they will be disgraced when it spreads.

Obviously, in terms of controlling people's hearts, He Mao's old onmyoji is very experienced and knows how to use the situation to form a favorable situation for himself.

And obviously, it is impossible for Bai Yu to retreat.

So a middle-aged man, though reluctant, stood up.

"Tsuchigomon Harukawa, please advise."

He Mao and Tu Yumen are the two major families of Yin Yang Liao.

The earth royal gate is much more decent than the crooked and evil He Mao, but as the mainstay of the onmyoji, he can't be an echo worm at this time, and he must do something.

He stepped forward and proposed, "I'll only make one move." ”

"Please."

Bai Yu said a little politely, just dusting off his clothes.

No defensive posture was made.

Since you say that I have no one in my sights, if I don't do this, won't I be sorry for your evaluation?

The middle-aged man's eyes condensed, his hands were raised, and he released the Yin and Yang technique, and the palms of his hands were like countless palms converging towards the center, and the spiritual power was gathered, condensing the power of the five elements.

He slammed on the ground, pushed forward with both hands, and the yin-yang magic of many attributes burst out violently.

It was as if a hundred beasts had rushed through the valley, and the shaking earth shook and trembled, and the entire festival venue was immediately enveloped in light.

"Well played!"

"Good!"

"I'm afraid this kid is going to be disgraced!"

"Daxia people get out of the gram!"

In a burst of applause, Tuyumen silently withdrew the bellflower seal.

In the dull smoke, one hand passed through the dust, as if the curtain was opened, and gently held the five fingers, and the power of the five elements with multiple changes was held in the palm of his hand.

The phoenix phantom behind Bai Yu flew out, swallowing all the irritable Five Elements energy into his stomach in one bite, and even if there was a change in the gods, all of them were instantly engulfed and melted by the firelight.

He let go of the palm of his hand, a little dust drifted away, dressed in white, not stained with gray, neat and new.

Tu Yumen sighed, "Your Excellency has won. ”

He sat back in his chair, and he said only one move.

In fact, it is already a one-trick to determine the winner.

Keep fighting, he doesn't have any chance of winning.

"Next." Bai Yu continued.

At this time, not only Kamo, but even the priest of Inari Taisha Shrine, who was in charge of the order of the scene, was a little numb.

For a while, it was back to the situation where no one answered.

Nobody wants to make a fool of themselves.

Even the earth royal gate has lost, shouldn't it be the next one......

Everyone looked at Kamo's Onmyoji.

The old onmyoji was helpless, and said stubbornly: "Then the old man will come——"

At this time, the voice did not fall.

Bai Yu slowly turned sideways, facing a certain direction.

He didn't care what these Shinto monks thought, and what he needed was not a crushing victory.

He never paid attention to the live puja, and the noise was all about attracting attention.

Just now, he sensed a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, which meant that the fish hook had been bitten.

With a flick of his fingers, the red tassel gun fell to the ground, and a layer of crimson spark luster suddenly appeared in the entire courtyard.

Bai Yu took a step forward, just such a step away, as if there was a slight shaking in the Inari Taisha Shrine.

The young man in white held the red tassel spear of the soldier saint in his left hand, covered his left hand with his right hand, and said loudly in the sky, speaking bluntly in front of everyone, the voice seemed to reach the heavens.

"Great Xia Bai Yujing, to Inari Taisha!"

"Please show up and see the great god of Mitsu!"

(End of chapter)