Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

　　 so cute?

　　 No, it's so fierce?

　　 Isn’t the dog across from him really refining Eriyi into his own shikigami?

　　The Samsaras looked at each other, and then they felt that this possibility was very small.

　　Because the effort is not proportional to the gain.

Let’s not talk about the difficulty of killing a dragon seed of the sixth-order peak. After killing, you have to face the crazy revenge of the world bug Lu Mingfei. Even the seventh-order boss can be in that world. Some were torn by hands.

As Lu Mingze said, the power that Lu Mingfei masters is by no means simple rules. It is more like authority, a kind of authority similar to the will of the planet. In the world of the dragon clan, he really broke out, except for himself, almost omnipotent. .

　　 And even though the battle just now was mysterious and unusual, the energy level was far from reaching the sixth-order peak, otherwise the monk Zhishu would be defeated in the first move.

　　 So when the dog on the opposite side pinched the Demon Sword Princess, he pinched the appearance of Master Eriya?

　　 How can it be repaired, the reincarnations showed an angry look.

　　 "That." The third Buddha horn sounded silently, and only a few people from the sixth order in the surrounding crowd discovered Zhishu's third attack.

　　 "He has the heart?" Cedric's spirit was pulled into a pure white space.

　　 There is no world here, only he and Zhishu are left.

　　 "The benefactor's shikigami is really terrible and terrible, and the little monk can only do this." Zhishu said, his voice hoarse and his tone stiff, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

　　 "So you think I am the weak point?" Cedric looked at each other with a smile.

　　 Zhishu looked suspicious, the inheritance of Onmyojis was incomplete, and as the summoners of the imperial gods, their main body was the weak point. Isn’t this common sense?

　　 The same is true even with the Seimei.

　　 "Initially I thought the fighters would be stupid enough to face up, but I didn't expect you to be stupid than them."

　　 At this time, Zhishu realized the different mentality space around him. It was not the first time that he rushed into the mentality brought by others with his mental communication, but he had never entered this mentality space.

　　 It's so pure here.

　　 There is nothing but warm and soft, eternal and comfortable brilliance, how can a person be so pure?

　　 How did he hide the darkness in his heart, or...

　　 Zhishu looked at Cedric in shock, unless he is the reincarnation saint, is he the trump card of Yin Yang Dao?

　　 "What are you looking for? Looking for my hidden dark side? Are these?" Cedric snapped his fingers.

　　" along the shore, cut through the clouds

　　 The twin sun sinks into the lake

　　The long shadow fell down

　　 is here in Karksa······"

　　 A whisper seems to come from the endless void, through the cold and lonely dark universe, across the indescribable infinite time.

　　 Gradually, the voice gradually became louder, like an ensemble, like a storm, clamoring against Chishu's reason.

"The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who walks deep in Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are empty, and saves all suffering..." Zhishu clings to the mind and soul, and the spiritual platform is unified, and he recites "The Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara" with sufficient wisdom and spirituality. The brilliance bloomed from him, resisting the sound of thousands of whispers.

　　 "As the king of the yellow clothes, the lord of the endless deep sky and the sea, the unnamed person offers faith! The black star will never fall." Cedric muttered casually.

　　Compared with the pious Chishu, he is like chanting an insignificant poem while drinking a few cups in the warm winter sun.

　　 The whispering disappeared, and the voice unified.

　　Yellow clothes, wooden frame, red eyes and single pupils, a black star that never falls rises from the bottom of Zhishu's heart.

　　 "Ah~" Zhishu's mellow spiritual brilliance shattered itself, his mind was distorted, half of his cheeks praised the "King of Yellow Clothes", and half of his cheeks praised Venerable Guanshiyin.

　　 Cedric walked over slowly. In the depths of his heart, in the space sealed by [Almighty], a small hole poured out drops of black mud like grease.

　　 Cedric's right hand was covered with twisted but fragrant black mud, and he stroked the top of Zhishu's head compassionately, just like the Buddha giving the Buddha ordination.

　　 Black mud poured in from Zhishu's eyes, ears, nose, and nose.

　　 His torn face is no longer distorted, but as peaceful as a baby, except that the pupils in his opened eyes are deep, as if to swallow all the darkness.

　　 In reality, Zhishu silently saluted Cedric, and then walked back to the monks.

　　 A hint of doubt flashed through his eyes, and it seemed that he couldn't help but win the onmyoji on the opposite side.

　　 "Although some are bullying the big and the small, this is a dispute over orthodoxy." Tachibana Zhengde stood up with serious eyes, and he was a rare person who understood Zhishu's last Buddha's name just now.

　　 He couldn't even win his Xintong, indicating that the opponent is no longer the one that the younger generation can fight against.

　　 Tachibana Masadeo's voice fell.

　　 The originally clear sky began to drift like a gloomy wind and rain from nowhere.

　　 A mottled stone bridge runs through the space, extending from a distance to here. The stone bridge is about ten meters away, and there is no running water under the bridge.

　　 is inscribed with ‘戾桥’ on the left and ‘one’ on the right.

On the bridge, a figure wearing a high ceremonial crown on his head and a moon-white scholar's uniform walked slowly. His face was as beautiful as a virgin, with a pair of nice fox eyes, and the corners of his eyes were long and slender, connected to the dark side of the cloud.

　　 Through this stone bridge~www.NovelMTL.com~ he appears here as if spanning a thousand years.

　　 "The Ching Ming Gong?!"

　　 Tachibana Masato, who stood up, backed back again and again, as if he had seen a ghost.

　　 But the appearance of ‘戾qiao’ itself represents the coming of life.

　　 It is rumored that Hyakki’s night travels in Heiankyo. The reason why this stone bridge has no water under the bridge is because it suppresses countless monsters. How can it open up a way for the monsters to escape?

　　 "It's impossible?!" Ju Zhengde shouted madly without any calmness.

　　 "Does the path connects yin and yang and reverses life and death, isn't it the meaning of onmyoji?" The voices of the people on the stone bridge were as clear and moving as wind chimes.

　　 "Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival! Did you succeed?!" Monk Yixiu could no longer control his Zen mind.

　　 "We succeeded." For the first time, Miyamoto Himura showed uncontrollable pride.

　　The Tomimon clan, which was passed down by Haruaki Abe, also has a shrine, but they are not worshiping the neon gods, but the oldest lord of the land in the east, the emperor of Dongyue, and the king of Taishan.

　　 If it was Cedric's past life, he would have stepped forward with excitement and shouted, Friend, this incubation time is comparable to Comrade Jianguo.

　　As the oldest lord of the underworld who is in charge of life and death, in his time, Yin Ming and Yang are not inextricably linked. Even if a dead person is willing to sacrifice himself, he can be sent back to Yang again.

　　 This is the ultimate of onmyoji in the legend, Taishan Mansion Festival.

　　 The five great yin and yang clans succeeded in returning the soul of Abe Seimei from Huangquan and entrusted them to a half-demon for resurrection, before they dared to propose a plan to rebuild the Yin and Yang 寮.

　　 "Since it is Duke Seimei in person, please allow us to retire." Monk Yixiu said bitterly.