The Sanyashiki Mansion.

"I've summoned you all out of the blue, in addition to informing you about the training of the 'Transparent World'."

Yaoya said softly:

"There's also news about the winding."

"I believe you have heard it before, when Xingjulang went on a mission, he met the first one on the way."

"After the fight, Kami-no-Ichi was repelled by Mr. Tanjuro Kamado."

Hear the words.

Swish!

Minoru Immortal, who had just been immersed in self-reflection in failure, raised his head sharply and turned his head to look at Tanjuro in disbelief.

Ahh

Hit the first of the upper strings.

Immortal Chuan stared at Tanjuro with a sideways face, and there was a faint impatience in his heart.

He knows the approximate strength of the upper winding.

At least...

In my mind, a figure with a smile on my face flashed.

Shimi's face was gloomy.

A column cannot defeat the upper wind.

I'm afraid that the information obtained from that sacrifice will require three or more pillars to barely compete with Shangxing.

Shimi's eyes stayed on Tanjuro, and his breathing became slightly short.

This time, he didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his head again, and clutched the dirt on the ground.

The other pillars had already heard of this rumor, and their performance was not as exaggerated as that of the Immortal River.

It's just that after getting the confirmation of the lord in person, my heart is still shocked.

Yaoya Shiki continued:

"And, not long ago."

"The Forging Knife Village has been attacked by the Three of the Upper Winding."

After hearing this sentence clearly.

Almost except for the two pillars of rock and flame, all the other pillars raised their heads slightly.

Since it happened just a few days ago, the pillars don't know the whole story.

"Under the containment and efforts of Mr. Zaomen, Sorrowful Mingyu, and Maki Shoulang, two winding ghosts were successfully killed."

"There was not a single casualty in the Forging Knife Village."

Yaoya raised his head, looked at the approximate location of the three of them with a somewhat blurred gaze, and nodded:

"Well done, three."

Wow –

This time, even Iguro Kobanai and Ummy Tengen looked at the three Tanjuro sitting together in surprise.

Without him, Beimingyu and Tanjuro are both relatively silent characters.

Maki Jurou is even more, no swordsman has ever found any trace of him from beginning to end.

If it hadn't been for the Raven's notification, the Pillars would not have known that the Forging Knife Village had been attacked.

Umeji Tengen stared at Tanjuro.

He recalled the first time they met, the other party said "met the ghost king at the door of the house".

In his heart, a thought arose that surprised him.

Repel the first of the strings, kill the three and the wild.

Although Mr. Beimingyu is here.

But...

Yu Marrow Tianyuan's eyes moved slightly.

- Could it be... This survival from the hands of the ghost king is actually not a fluke...?

After the surprise.

- It is a deep joy, and a long-suppressed boiling emotion.

Immortal Chuan turned his head again and looked at Tanjuro.

He frowned vigorously, and the scars on his face were slightly deformed by this.

At this moment, he understood the specific meaning of the phrase 'don't be discouraged' just now.

But.

- Why does this guy keep encountering the winding?

Smack.

"There are six windings, and there are two vacancies."

Yaoya grabbed the clothes on his knees as he sat down cross-legged, suppressing his inner emotions:

"Now, it's hundreds of years."

"The Ghost King's weakest moment."

He raised his head, and his white eyes revealed a firm will:

"Everyone."

"The key moment to break the game is now."

……

……

Meanwhile.

The other side.

The final selection location.

Fuji Attack Mountain.

Wow! Wow!

A black-clothed Miyue came out of the group of wisteria flowers, and while others were not paying attention, he casually picked a few wisteria flowers and stuffed them into his arms.

Looking at the rest of the people who entered the vine attack mountain together, their expressions were resolute.

- Idiot?

Mitsugaku thought.

The wisteria flowers he stuffed in his arms were enough for him to survive the first two days before they withered.

And the remaining five days.

All the ghosts in the mountains are ghosts who have only eaten one or two people, and with their own strength, they don't say that they are stealing their lives.

- There is nothing to fear when facing ghosts.

The fox mask around his waist, swaying as he progressed, made the sound of wood clashing.

……

Soon.

Night.

Vine raids the mountains.

Click, click.

"Hush."

As he walked, he suddenly stopped, looking at the fox mask around his waist, he frowned slightly.

This thing makes noises when it walks, and when it is worn on its head, it obscures part of its vision.

“… It's really a hindrance. ”

He muttered, casually took off the mask hanging from his waist, and held it in his hand: "Why do I wear such a thing?" ”

"Boring stuff."

Raised it up, and after looking at it twice with the help of the moonlight, Miyue threw it away tastelessly.

Smack.

The white fox mask fell to the ground behind him.

"When the time comes, tell the master... When you lose it in battle, you can. ”

Talking to himself like this, Mikaku was about to take a step forward and continue to walk forward.

That's when it happened.

Rustling...

Bang!

"What?" With his legs open, he stood still, looked at the ground beneath his feet in disbelief, and glanced twice into the dark forest ahead.

Just now, the ground seemed to shake!

Then.

"Uh-huh~"

A voice with a strange tone, which seemed to have a faint laugh, came from the back of Mitsugaku:

"Here we go again, my sweet little fox."

！！

The moment I heard the voice.

Miaoyue's heart tightened suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, his whole person stiffened in place, and cold sweat broke out in an instant.

Ghost?

The voice came from behind above.

His eyes froze, and he paid a slight attention to his back.

In the trees?

I didn't find out just now...

After forcibly calming himself, Migaku's face was gloomy, and he held the Nihon Wheel Knife at his waist, and his stiff head slowly turned to look behind him.

As far as the eye can see.

In a flash.

Wow! Wow!

Bang!

The huge shadow slowly walked out of the forest that squeezed through the trees and shook the canopy, and stopped behind Mt. Mitsugaku.

Smack.

The skin turned blue, and the green tendons erupted along the skin, and the huge body that seemed to be surrounded by countless fat arms slowly squirmed.

With each advance, the ground seemed to shake.

The intersection of countless arms crossed and crisscrossed.

Miaoyue's face turned pale in an instant, and he slowly raised his head to look up, his heart beating faster.

- It was a head hidden in several arms.

The bright yellow eyes contained a mocking smile, and the bloodshot eyes were looking at this side.

The hand ghost's gaze looked at the ground—on the fox mask that had been discarded by Migaku.

"Hey, fox imp."

His voice came from the neck where the head was submerged by the arm:

"Now... How many years was Meiji? ”

Miyue raised his head, he opened his mouth slightly, white mist came out of his mouth, and he looked at the huge hand ghost in horror.

- This.

- What is it?!

(End of chapter)