Seven days later, the private plane taken by Kiyogen Heisei and Kato Tadayuki landed at Binyang International Airport.

They were accompanied by ten ordinary priests under them, as well as nearly a hundred Shinto members.

Tadayuki Kato actually didn't like this peer sent by Ise Jingu, and even as long as he stood by Kiyogen Heisei's side, he would feel uncomfortable.

This is not only because Qingyuan Heisei is too cold and arrogant, but more importantly, the cold and rancid aura emanating from Qingyuan Heisei makes his hair stand on end.

Tadayuki Kato didn't know much about Kiyogen Heisei, but according to rumors in Shintoism, he knew that this still young and handsome Ise priest was at least four or five hundred years old.

Although he himself is more than two hundred years old, he still looks too young in front of Qingyuan Heisei.

Qingyuan Heisei's strength is unfathomable, bloodthirsty and ruthless, in the troubled times two or three hundred years ago, he once destroyed an army and slaughtered a city with the power of one person, and the people who died under his hands were enough to pile up into a mountain.

As for now, in the entire Shinto religion, his strength can be ranked in the top ten.

It is said that except for the first strong Yuki Masaei in Shinto, and the two great priests of Ise Jingu, Kiyogen Heinari does not take anyone seriously. Tadayuki Kato was reluctant to live with such an unpredictable and powerful old monster, but the task he shouldered made him have to cooperate with Kiyogen Heisei.

Now he only hopes that the sooner he completes the task assigned by the Ise Grand Priest and returns to Japan, the better.

After getting off the plane, the group stayed directly into the Weihao Hotel, which is the best five-star hotel in Binyang, and they had booked a room before they came.

"Binyang has arrived, what should we do next?" ** Provide this book txt e-book download **Tadayuki Kato came to Kiyogen Heisei's room and asked.

"It's been a long time since I've left Ise Jingu, and I don't know much about the outside world. Qingyuan Heicheng looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, and said lightly, "These trivial matters, it's up to you to handle them, I'm only responsible for the final shot, dealing with the Chinese Xiuzhen who killed my priest." ”

"Okay. Tadayuki Kato nodded. I think this Qingyuan Heisei is quite professional, and he didn't give random orders, otherwise, it is really difficult to say whether this task can be completed. \"We are going to send all our priests and subordinates to look for clues in Binyang. Other than that. The outer disciples of the Hachiman Shrine have some connections with Binyang's black and white, and if you fully use these relationships, you may be able to gain something. ”

"Then do as you wish. Qingyuan Heicheng answered lazily, not caring at all.

With the consent of Kiyogen Heisei, Tadayuki Kato quickly carried out his will.

The subordinate priests began to go deep into all corners of Binyang, actively looking for clues. Several peripheral disciples of the Hachiman Shrine also mobilized their connections in Binyang to participate in the search.

Zhao Rui, who is the target of the search. It didn't take long to notice that something was wrong.

Because of his current practice, the cultivation in the interior of Binyang City seems to have increased overnight.

This is not a normal phenomenon. Because, the city of Binyang is not a place that cultivators like to visit.

He then released the second primordial god and began to investigate the situation.

The results of the investigation surprised him, a not very big Binyang City, there were nearly a hundred cultivators!

Although most of them are just small miscellaneous fish with low strength and just getting started.

But. There are two people's strength, but they are very strong!

The cultivation of one of them has reached the realm of the out-of-body period, and the other person has even reached the distraction stage, and his strength is a whole level higher than him!

One of the two was a burly, white-haired old man. The other is in his twenties. A young man with a bit of evil spirit.

However, Zhao Rui faintly felt it. The actual age of this young man is only afraid that it is not small, because his spiritual power fluctuates, and it is much stronger than that old man!

The two are not on the same level at all!

That's a lot of money!

Such a huge team was sent to deal with me alone!

Zhao Rui smiled mockingly. He had already determined their identities from the fluctuations of these people's spiritual power, and knew that they were all cultivators sent by the Shinto Sect in Japan.

Its purpose is naturally to recapture the two treasures in the tomb of Rong Wu, and by the way, to avenge the dead Shinto disciples. Zhao Rui naturally had no intention of revealing his identity, and he would not be stupid enough to automatically send it to the door.

He felt that since these Shinto cultivators were in a hurry to find their whereabouts, it was better to let them search slowly, anyway, no matter what, there would be no results, it was just a waste of manpower and material resources.

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is something wrong with letting these guys run around in Binyang like this, at least give them a little lesson, and it is interesting to play with them without revealing their identities.

Zhao Rui thought about it for a while, and soon had an idea.

He withdrew the second elemental god, took advantage of the night, and went out.

The target chosen by Zhao Rui was an ordinary priest at Yawata Shrine.

This priest looked to be in his fifties, slightly chubby, and had a big belly, but he was very good.

In the cultivation team of more than 100 people, although it could not be compared to the two leaders, it was also a first-class level, and there were only five or six priests of the same level as him. \

Of course, compared with Zhao Rui, this priest is still a big step behind, not a level, Zhao Rui is sure to take him down quickly. Locking the position of the priest, Zhao Rui followed behind, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

At this time, although it was already late at night, because it was already late spring and early summer, the temperature was rising, and the nightlife of Binyang was gradually lively, and there were still many vehicles and pedestrians on the street.

Zhao Rui followed the priest far behind, passing through several bustling neighborhoods, and finally turned into a relatively remote street.

The streets are narrow enough to accommodate two cars side by side, and the shops on both sides close early, presumably due to the slump in business.

There are no street lights, except for the occasional light from the windows on both sides of the upper floors.

Zhao Rui smiled lowly, this is really a good place to kill people and sell goods.

He took out the ghost mask, put it on his face, and rushed towards the priest.

Zhao Rui did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, so the fat priest felt that something was wrong when he heard the wind behind him.

He turned around with a degree that was completely incommensurate with his figure, and saw a silver-faced man with a demonic mask, with a terrifying might, had rushed to him!

The fat priest was taken aback, he didn't expect that he would be attacked on the first night, and the attack was obviously a cultivator!

The cold sweat on his body suddenly rolled down.

If he can't deal with the past, he is really unlucky. The fat priest didn't think about it, his toes were on the ground, and he flew back, and at the same time quickly took out two Shinto spells, and said something in his mouth, ready to summon Shikigami and fight.

Zhao Rui had seen the fighting style of the priest, so he naturally knew what the fat priest was going to do.

He sneered, stretched his body, slammed into a gray shadow and rushed to the priest, and then shot out like lightning, slamming the fat priest's fat neck.

The fat priest only felt that his neck was stuck by iron tongs, and the incantation he was chanting was suddenly interrupted, and there was no more syllable!

He didn't expect that the opponent would be so powerful, he couldn't help but be frightened, stretched out his hands and desperately grabbed Zhao Rui's wrist, hoping to break Zhao Rui's wrist.

However, it was only in vain, and Zhao Rui's arm did not move at all.

"I ask you two questions. Zhao Rui looked at the fat priest who was struggling, his five fingers loosened slightly, and asked lightly, "The two people in the luxury suite of the hotel are you who received them, what are their names, and what are their origins?"

The fat priest took a deep breath of air, knowing that his little life was all in the hands of this silver-faced man, so he replied honestly: "The older one's name is Kato Taneyuki, and he is the chief priest of our Hachiman Shrine, and the younger one is called Kiyogen Heisei, who is the priest of Ise Jingu." We're here to find the two missing treasures and find the killer of our shrine priest. ”

"I see. That's what I guessed. Thank you. Zhao Rui smiled at him, and then his five fingers suddenly tightened, crushing his throat.

The fat priest's eyes bulged out, his hands clutched his throat, and he slowly fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he lost his breath.

Zhao Rui gently patted the dust on his hands and thought:

Those two priests named Kato and Kiyogen would definitely be furious if they knew that their subordinates had been killed.

That's exactly what he wants to see.

The show has just begun, and more exciting is yet to come.