Peerless Sealer

Chapter 232 Swordsman
Qin Tian and Yan Ke were deeply shocked, but those worshipers seemed to go crazy with joy.

The old man at the head danced wildly, his scarlet robe flapping in the strong wind.

His voice was a little more dignified with vitality, it was no longer weak and deep, but thick as a middle-aged man.

Qin Tian still couldn't understand what he said, but the left and right were nothing more than words like 'ancestor bless', 'God appears' and so on.

After the strong wind, the leaves came from climbing over the mountains and water. I saw that the leaves were dead yellowish brown, and there were small moth-eaten holes all over the veins.

The wind stopped for a moment, and the yellow-brown leaves fell down.

It landed on the long table in front of the crowd, on the pigs, mutton and beef that were enshrined.

The wind picked up again, Ye Shengtian, those livestock meat in the bowls disappeared without a trace in the sunny day.

Whoa! ! !
The noisy waves of people are like the sea under a hurricane, and the shouts of waves are deafening.

This supernatural performance, this phenomenon that cannot be explained by science, completely detonated the G-spot in the hearts of the Japanese people. They embraced each other with tears streaming down their faces, gods!That is a god! !
Qin Tian and Yan Ke looked at each other, and they set off at the same time, running towards the mountain behind the Izumo Shrine.

Ordinary humans couldn't see the profound things just now, but they had discovered it long ago.

The pigs, sheep, and beef that were used as offerings did disappear, but it was not out of thin air. They were broken down by the leaves blown from the mountain into blood that cannot be seen directly by the naked eye, and flew back to the high mountain along the strong wind.

That large group of conspicuous blood energy went straight into a huge red cloud, clearly guiding the direction of Qin Tian and the two of them.

The mountains behind the Izumo Taisha Shrine are not particularly continuous, and there are only three mountains standing out in total.

On the left is Heshan Mountain, on the right is Kameyama Mountain, and in the middle is Yakumo Mountain with red clouds of blood resting on it.

On the road connecting the mountains to the Izumo Taisha Shrine, a thorn-like wooden fence blocked the way.

This Yakumo mountain looks like it is forbidden to climb.

Qin Tian was very anxious, Yan Ke was also very anxious, and the two of them couldn't care less about the guard pavilion in the distance, and stepped into it with one leap.

Crunch!

The door of the small wooden guard pavilion was gently pushed open from the inside, and a bamboo pole unhurriedly separated the door and the door and poked out.

Qin Tian and Yan Ke didn't care about the ordinary guards here, after identifying their location, they rushed up.

Swish!Benedict!
The bamboo pole protruding from the guard pavilion was as fast as being thrown out, and with a muffled sound of 'Du', it plunged horizontally into an ancient tree on the way Qin Tian and Yan Ke were walking.

Seeing that the tail of the bamboo pole was still trembling due to the huge force, Qin Tian stopped in his tracks, and looked at the middle-aged man who walked out of the guard pavilion with a half-smile.

The man was barefoot and covered with a loose black robe. His hair and face were scrawled, and his stubble looked messy and had not been taken care of for a long time. One piece was short and the other was long. It was weird. Very comfortable look.

The originally sloppy appearance was suddenly greatly improved due to an object he was holding in his right hand. The bright white and sharp long sword was three feet three in length, and the hilt was in the shape of a trident with three forks. The entire sword Clean, delicate and dangerous.

This clean long sword formed a sharp contrast with his rough one, but there was a clear connection between the two.

"It turned out to be a wandering swordsman," Qin Tian glanced at the bamboo pole and scabbard stuck in the tree in front of him, and said softly.

"He's so ugly," Yan Ke pouted, "I'll go find the way first, you'll get rid of him soon!"

"Chinese?" The swordsman said in a strange tone, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, "This is the Yakumo Mountain where gods are enshrined. Forbidden, enter!"

"Let's go!" Yan Ke ignored him, turned around and went up the mountain.

"Go, I'll be there soon!" Qin Tian was equally indifferent.

"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged swordsman snarled, and took three steps forward in an instant. The sword in his hand was held up by him, and he slashed down fiercely with the sharpness of piercing wind and chopping clouds.

"100% empty-handed into the white blade!" Qin Tian's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood the subsequent changes of this sword move. He raised his arms and spread his palms. In the gap between the palms less than three centimeters, he precisely clamped It seems that the sharp sword can only be cut here.

"Well," the middle-aged swordsman exerted all his strength, wanting to regain his sword weapon, but he couldn't feel the opportunity given by the young man opposite him at all.

This made him feel astonished. He has practiced this style of "Ji He Slash" for 25 years, and he can exert great power between movements. Combined with the diamond sword in his hand, which is imitated from the Yun Cong Tian Sword, let alone being controlled, he can I have never met anyone who can connect to my own chop.

"You, are you not human!?" he asserted.

"Huh?" Qin Tian felt bitter, "What the hell?"

"A seal master from China!" He added, with a deep frown between his brows.

"The knowledge is good, the sword is not bad, but the strength is too weak," Qin Tian exerted force with both palms, and threw him flying with the sword.

Qin Tian didn't take him to heart at all, and had no intention of killing him. He snorted and walked straight to Bayun Mountain. The fragrance left by Yan Ke's walk had not dissipated. He then compared the distance between the red clouds in the sky and himself. , he quickly went up the half of the mountain.

The middle-aged swordsman who fell on the ground stood up with difficulty, the fear between his brows did not dissipate for a long time, "Sure enough, the words of the elders in the clan have been confirmed, where will the gods come from where will be subdued by people?"

He slowly walked back to the guard's small pavilion, the pavilion was empty and lonely, except for a futon on the ground, there was only a yellow copper bell on the corner of the room.

Standing under the copper bell, the tension and fear on the face of the middle-aged swordsman were more obvious than when he was facing Qin Tian. After thinking for a long time, he slowly raised his hand and rang the yellow copper bell.

The copper bell was dialed without a sound, but a few insects and ants suddenly emerged from the ground outside the guard booth. They swayed for a while, and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged swordsman walked out of the guard booth, lowered his head, and knelt facing the outside world.As if waiting for punishment from the void.

On the west side of the main hall of Izumo Taisha, at the foot of Yakumo Mountain, there is an independent courtyard facing the sea.

This courtyard is very secluded, with few people, and the three big characters on the plaque under the eaves are actually in Chinese.

Sulu Club!
There is only one clay statue in the narrow shrine. It is a burly and towering youth, leaning on a long sword and looking towards the sea outside the gate. The long sword in its hand is actually the same as that of the middle-aged swordsman. .

A copper bell outside the gate of Suyushe rang softly, and after a while, a deep mark was cracked on the statue.

(End of this chapter)