I am blowing happily in Tokyo

Chapter 485 The Realm of the Sword Saint
Morikawa Yu nodded with a smile, with a look of "you are right".

He let go of Fei Yue's hand, turned around and walked towards the entrance.

Qianxiang immediately followed his footsteps, walked out of the hallway of the living room together, and walked towards the outside of the manor.

Walking out of the enchantment and coming outside the manor, Morikawa Yu walked a little further.

He looked at the surrounding buildings, stretched out his hand, and took out a golden guard from the space of Yu Zhuyin tent. He released the divine power and expanded the domain. The dazzling golden ripples spread around, covering the surrounding space and the buildings in the distance.

Qianxiang watched him expand the domain, and shook her tail behind her: "Expand the domain to such a large extent, what are you going to do, human?"

"Step into the realm of the sword master." Morikawa Yu said softly.

"Huh? Stepping into the realm of the sword master?" Qianxiang opened her eyes wide, looked him up and down, her eyes suspicious: "Are you kidding me?"

"Although you have improved a lot in swordsmanship this time, you want to enter the realm of sword master so soon?"

"You can't be dreaming and haven't woken up yet?"

"Do I look like I haven't woken up?" Morikawa Yu raised his eyebrows.

Qianxiang approached him, carefully looked at his face, turned around him, then moved closer to him, and shook her head: "No, but what you said is too outrageous."

"Do you know how many sword masters have emerged in the entire Warring States Period?"

"One!"

"Among you humans, there is only one swordsman who can truly be called a sword master!"

Morikawa Yu: "Takahara's divination?"

If it is said that the only sword master in the Warring States Period of Japan, it can only be Buden Tsukahara.

The other party was regarded as the teacher of another "Sword Master" Nobuzuna Uizumi.

Although Nobutsuna Kamiizumi is also known as the "Sword Master" like Tsukahara Buden, he is better at the art of war, and the title of "Tianxia Ichiban" was held out by his apprentice Ashikaga Yoshiki who was the shogun at the time.

Of course, there are some differences in history between the previous life and the present life, and it still depends on the situation in this life.

"Takahara Buchuan?" Qianxiang was taken aback.

She frowned: "Who is that?"

"It's okay, just a random guess, Asaka, go ahead." Morikawa Yu waved his hand.

Qianxiang: "Then your guess is not right. The person I mentioned is called Bubu Asoraka. He was the son of the abbot of Kashima Jingu at that time. Although I have never met him, he should be called by this name."

Morikawa Yu nodded.

If he remembers correctly, Buden Tsukahara's childhood name seems to be Asataka, his father is a priest of Kashima Shrine, and his surname is Bubu.

The identities match, and the names are somewhat similar, so they should be the same person.

"Hey, are you listening!" Qianxiang said halfway, and found that Morikawa Yu was thinking about something, and looked at him angrily.

Morikawa Yu came back to his senses: "Well, I'm listening, you continue to talk."

"Humph." Qianxiang rolled his eyes at him: "Stupid human beings, they always make fun of me, and they don't take it seriously when they talk, and now they are joking with me again, saying that they have entered the realm of the sword master."

"You humans have produced him as a sword master, and he is the person with the highest swordsmanship achievement among you humans."

"How long have you been practicing kendo? Just want to stand at the same height as him?"

She crossed her arms and turned her head away.

Juggernaut
That is the real realm of fighting ghosts and gods with a human body.

Although she is not human, has never practiced kendo, and has never seen that sword master, but she has heard about the Tokugawa family god Kurozo.

In addition to the great monsters of the age of gods and the gods of the famous gods and gods who stand at the apex of secrets, the ghosts and gods and human sword masters are the most powerful among monsters.

These high-ranking monsters are not opponents at all.

Humans may not even be able to beat her demon body now, and they are still far from this level.

"En." Morikawa Yu nodded, smiled, and did not deny it.

He took out Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Mikazuki Munekin from the goshuin tent, raised the two swords flat, summoned the wind, held the two swords, unsheathed them, stood beside him, put his hands together, and closed his eyes.

Qianxiang was stunned for a moment: "Hey, human, what do you want to do?"

"You are not going to meditate on your two knives. When will you become a Juggernaut and when will you fight me? It is very difficult to become a Juggernaut. It is really difficult. You can't succeed just by meditating for a while. of"

"You are still young, and Master Yujinzi and Feiyue will definitely find a way to help you become a longevity species. You have enough time to practice slowly, so don't worry."

"If you have not become a longevity species, even if you become a sword master, your body is still a human body, and your lifespan will not increase, and you will still age slowly. You might as well think about how to become a longevity species and increase your lifespan, otherwise , if you die of old age, who knows what Mitsuko-sama and Feiyue-sama will do."

She approached Morikawa Yu, stopped suddenly, took a step back, and then stepped back a few steps, looking at Morikawa Yu in surprise.

Right next to Morikawa Yu, Mikazuki and Tsurumaru screamed at the same time, and the blade shone with light.

And around him, there was also a vague wind surrounding him.

Soon, these winds became more and more obvious, like a substance, gathered into a tornado, surrounded his body, and began to spread outward.

Qianxiang hesitated for a moment, stepped back quickly, turned around, and quickly ran to the street corner more than 200 meters outside the manor, jumped to the roof of the street corner in a few steps, stood on the edge of the roof, and looked in the direction of Morikawa Yu.

She was shocked to find that a towering tornado had formed there.

It continued to extend and expand upwards, smashing the clouds above the pale golden domain space, and finally formed a storm eye with a diameter of nearly [-] meters and swept thousands of meters.

Seen from the bottom up, almost half of the sky in the realm is covered by it.

In the eye of the storm, Morikawa Yu opened his eyes. He held Tsurumaru with his right hand and Sankayue with his left hand, raised his two sabers horizontally, crossed them in front of him, and swung forward.

The tornado surrounding him immediately passed his body and pushed forward, and the wind in the domain space also became restless.

But this tornado didn't scatter and swell like he usually wields a whirlwind storm, nor did it roll up everything around it like a long whale absorbing water, stirring up violent turbulence beside it, much less like a storm in nature, rampaging .

It just moved forward silently under his control, leaving behind a huge gully tens of meters wide and four or five meters deep where it passed.

When it reached the end of its line of sight, Morikawa Yu grasped the handle of the knife tightly, and the two knives crossed a semicircle, putting most of them into the sheath.

The storm that was advancing silently then slowly stopped.

He turned his head, glanced at Qianxiang's direction, and gently closed the two knives.

Everything around fell into an eerie silence, and the stormy tornado that reached the sky also fell into stillness for an instant, everything was silent, only two heartbeats could be heard clearly.

The next moment, the tornado trembled suddenly, the eye of the storm in the sky pressed down fiercely, and flashed loudly, turning into an expanding circular storm. The surrounding streets and even more distant surface buildings instantly turned into fly ash and disappeared. not see.

Even the pale golden light in the space is also dimmed, leaving only the extremely simple black and white colors. From a distance, it looks like the dividing line between morning and evening.
(End of this chapter)