foreigner's journey

Chapter 505 God Made Weapons

Mingming was asked to answer within three seconds, but Jiu Er remained silent.

It's not that she is arrogant and arrogant, she would rather go to war than answer, but that she can't answer, can't speak.

Say even one word and you will die.

Move even a small step, and you will die.

Like a frog stared at by a snake, under the [maliciousness] continuously emitted by the Tsuruga camouflage, Jiu'er even had difficulty breathing at this moment.

The Tsuruga camouflage blade was gradually pulled out of the scabbard, and the cold reflection of the blade could already be seen.

"Jiu'er doesn't need to fight! You can't go down the mountain either!"

At this time, Qihua stood in front of Jiu'er and said loudly.

The invisible malice was firmly blocked, Jiu'er was finally able to breathe, she leaned against Qi Hua's back and panted heavily, sweat continuously dripping down her face.

"Qihua, are you serious?"

Tsuruga camouflage has completely pulled the long knife out of the scabbard. She holds the scabbard around her waist with one hand and holds the handle tightly with the other, pointing the tip of the knife obliquely at the ground, with a cold tone:

"Or, are you underestimating the Santu Shrine? Underestimating my Tsuruga camouflage?"

Qihua was so shocked by the opponent's horror and malice that she even leaned back slightly, but immediately straightened her body and pulled away, which is exactly the posture of Xu Dao Liu Er-【Narcissus】.

"I don't have any intention of looking down on you. I can even say that you are the strongest enemy I have ever seen. But Jiuer is the master of my 'Xuan Dao'. I will bear all the pressure and all the battles." , she is only responsible for wielding me with her tricks, so she doesn't need to fight."

Qihua's body was also covered with cold sweat, but he didn't fear or flinch, instead he took a step forward:
"Similarly, a knife cannot be wielded without an owner, so she can't go down the mountain either. Both options are invalid, and the question and answer are invalid! Come, I will be your opponent!"

"Qihua..." Jiu'er stared blankly at Qihua's broad back.

Suddenly, she made up her mind, grabbed Qihua's belt and shouted: "I don't want Qiandaoxiao, let's retreat first! Come on, let's go together!"

Even Jiu'er, who has no knowledge of martial arts, can tell that Qihua is not the opponent of the Tsuruga camouflage in front of him.The opponent's power seems to restrain all human beings and even intelligent creatures.

"It's too late." Qihua didn't turn her head, but the muscles all over her body bulged to maintain a posture ready to strike at any time.

Only now did Jiuer realize that many black witches came around at some time, and they stood quietly in the forest, on the stairs, on the roof, in the square, in the shadows...everywhere.

The way out has been completely blocked.

It seems that every black miko conveyed [maliciousness] similar to the Tsuruga camouflage, and in an instant, countless birds were startled in the lush forest above the Izumo Mountain.

Just when Jiu'er was about to be crushed by this terrifying oppressive force, there was a sudden laugh.

Seeing that Tsuruga camouflage couldn't help laughing, the terrible malice disappeared immediately.

The surrounding black witches also quietly dispersed, and Santu Shrine returned to its former tranquility.

Patta, Jiu'er's feet were limp and he sat on the stone slab under the torii gate, sweating profusely as if he had been fished out of the water.

Qihua was not much better, he could no longer feel any hostility from the Tsuruga camouflage, and sat down on the ground, panting heavily while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I thought about it, and what you said seems to make sense."

Tsuruga put the knife back into the sheath, tilted his head to look at Qihua and Jiuer:

"Then it will be considered that both of you have passed the test. Come in, you will have a fever after being sweated by the cold wind."

With that said, she turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Qihua and Jiu'er looked at each other, the latter nodded.Now that things are going on, it is impossible to back down, and we can only continue to take a step forward.

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In the main hall, Jiu'er and Qihua sat on the guest cushions in a straight posture, looking around.

The brown-black floor is clean and tidy, and you can even see the reflection of human faces and light. The sun shines from the top window, reflecting the warm weather in this month.

Behind the Tsuruga camouflage sitting in the main seat is a huge and lifelike portrait of Suzhan Mingzun.

Suzhan Mingzun is also known as 'Suzuo's man'.

In the painting, the God of Storms holds a magnificent Goyu Taidao in his left arm. His upper body is bare, with streamers wrapped around his shoulders, his black hair is flying like flames, and his right arm is broken at the shoulder.Both the characters and the background are exquisitely drawn, there is only one thing——

The gods in the paintings have no faces.

Where the face should be, there are only two evil eyes, which seem to be looking back at the beholder no matter what angle you look at.

"So, you are here to collect 【Thousand Swords】?"

The sound of the Tsuruga camouflage made Jiuer come back to his senses from the painting. The latter cleared his throat and said solemnly:

"Although at the beginning, it was the task of the shogunate to confiscate the twelve complete variant swords of Shikizaki Noriyuki from all over Japan, but it has to be said that the "God's Advent" incident at the Izumo Daisan Sanzu Shrine has been truly established. Messed up my plan. Please allow me to introduce myself again, my name is Jiuer, and I am the prefect of the shogunate..."

Before she could finish speaking, she stopped abruptly, because the Tsuruga camouflage on the opposite side raised her right hand to signal Jiu'er to stop for a while.

"Izumo has extraterritorial rights. The Sanzu Shrine is the territory of the gods and not the jurisdiction of the vulgar. Do you agree with me when I say this, magician?"

"...That's right."

"I can understand your determination and hard work to travel all over the country to find the variant sword of Shikizaki Ji, but it is impossible for [Thousand Swords] to be handed over to you or the shogunate."

"how do I say this?"

"Because Santu Shrine has dedicated 【Thousand Swords】to the great Susanoo God."

When mentioning Susano, the cold voice of the Tsuruga camouflage obviously brought a fanatical atmosphere:

"The deity accepted our tribute, and in return the deity blessed us. Want a thousand swords? Sorry, there are no 'unowned' thousand swords in this world. The Twelve of Shijizaki Jiji The variant knife should be changed to 'Eleven' in the future."

"But isn't what you're holding a thousand knives?" Qi Hua said suddenly.

As a 'swordsman', as a 'knife', he could feel that the red sheathed long knife in the Tsuruga camouflage pattern on the floor beside him gave him a feeling similar to 'absolute sword' and 'zhanto'.

"yes?"

Tsuruga's camouflage lengthened his voice, gently picked up the red sheathed long knife, stroked the scabbard while looking at Qihua, the red eye shadows at the corners of the eyes on both sides were very evil at this time:
"Would you like to take another look?"

The feeling has changed!It is no longer the feeling between the demon sword and the magic blade of the Shikizaki Jiji variant knife. At this time, the knife in the hands of Tsuruga camouflage becomes majestic and awe-inspiring!
This is by no means a sword that can be forged in the world, but a weapon made by the gods.It's for real——

【God-made weapon】!
(End of this chapter)