Naruto: The Strongest Onmyoji

"despair."

One step forward and the world is turned upside down.

Walking into the pentagram formation, Qingming instantly felt that the connection between himself and the shikigami was severed. Within the scope of the pentagram, it was no longer the world he was familiar with.

Looking around, the dawn that was about to shine was no longer there, replaced by the lush starry sky. Under the deep starlight, a bright light and shadow stood there quietly, seeming to be waiting for the dawn to arrive.

Seeing Qingming's figure coming in, a pair of clear eyes appeared in the light and shadow.

"You came!"

"I've been waiting here all night, thinking you wouldn't come!"

The sound of light and shadow is very soft, like gentle wind and drizzle, moistening things silently, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

However, Qingming heard the coldness in this voice. This was a coldness that could be rejected from thousands of miles away, a transcendent thing that had looked down on the human world for 800 years.

"Eight hundred bhikkhunis?!"

Frowning slightly, Qingming asked aloud.

"It's me. It seems you have already met Seimei-san."

The light and shadow dispersed, revealing the original appearance of the eight hundred bhikkhunis, with long black hair, delicate faces, and perfect facial features that were as beautiful as if they were carefully carved by artificial people. She was wearing a large sacrificial robe and an embroidery of a soaring Luan bird. Come to life on it.

A pair of cold eyes carefully looked up and down at Qingming in front of him, seeming to see through him completely.

"Abe Seimei really has a good apprentice, you are very good!"

"Apprentice? I'm not!"

After Qingming heard this, his expression changed and he immediately refused.

Some things can be admitted, and some things must be taken seriously and cannot be said nonsense.

"I just inherited the Onmyoji."

Hearing Qingming's words, the expression on the Eight Hundred Bhikkhu's face was obviously stunned. It seemed that he had not thought that Qingming would say this, which was a bit unexpected.

"Okay, whatever you want to say, these are things that Abe should worry about and are not my business."

"The reason why I am willing to come out to see you is just to give you something. It was originally intended to be given to my heir, but she said it would be more appropriate to give this thing to you."

Saying that, the eight hundred bhikshuni opened his mouth, spit out a crystal clear jade bead from his mouth, and handed it to Qingming.

"What is this, such pure life energy!"

Looking at the beads floating in front of him, Qingming didn't pick them up, not because he disliked the bhikshuni's saliva, but because he wanted to figure out what it was.

Although the person in front of me looks pretty, she is an old witch who has lived for 800 years.

Coupled with the fact that Abe Seimei is a very smart person, Seimei doesn't want to become a pawn on other people's chessboard casually. He doesn't even understand his own chess game, so it's better not to meddle in other people's business.

Bhikshuni was not surprised this time by Qingming's caution. On the contrary, she would have been surprised if he caught it directly!

"Little guy, be very cautious."

"Speaking of which, this is the first time we have met, but it is also the last time we have met. Even when a person is about to die, his words are kind. I will not harm you. Besides, this is your Onmyoji's thing."

As he said that, the bhikshuni waved the staff in his hand, and the terrifying spiritual power gathered and turned into a green palm, grabbing the beads in front of him.

"You're going to... vomit..."

Before Qingming could react, the bhikshuni grabbed his mouth and stuffed the pillar in his palm.

"Boom."

 

"The spiritual power turned into a fist and slammed into Qingming's stomach."

"Gudong!"

Qingming, who opened his throat, successfully swallowed it.

"Ugh... bhikshuni... Your uncle, you old witch are going to die, and you are so uneasy... ugh..."

Qingming clasped her throat with her fingers, hoping to spit out the bead she had just swallowed, but unfortunately, after it entered her stomach, it just seemed to disappear and completely disappeared.

"I don't know what's wrong."

"boom!"

With the words "Old Witch", the original plain temperament of the eight hundred bhikkhunis suddenly changed. A terrifying and murderous aura spread across the five-pointed star formation, almost breaking the already fragile formation.

"Little bastard, if you have the ability, you can say it again."

Figures flicker.

He was still more than ten meters away from him just now, but at this moment, he was already in front of him. The boiling spiritual power turned into his hands, pinched Qingming's neck fiercely, and raised it high.

Never underestimate a woman's love for beauty, even if she is about to die.

"Humph, if it weren't for me... I would leave. I have to make you know how wonderful this world is and let you feel my love and care."

Throwing aside Qingming, who had rolled his eyes, the bhikshuni returned to his calm appearance.

"Don't be ungrateful. This is the source of your Onmyoji's shikigami. What is stored in it is the life source of each shikigami. As long as this bead is not broken, the shikigami will not die. Your Taishanfu Junji or Peach Blossom Demons and the like can be resurrected.”

"But once the bead is broken, there is no way to save it."

Looking at Qingming who was lying on the ground trying to breathe, the bhikshuni's voice was unusually cold. A biting chill floated in the formation, and snowflakes actually fell from the sky.

Squatting down, the voice of the eight hundred bhikkhunis sounded in Qingming's ears again.

"This bead is not complete. A part is missing. As for where that part went, I believe Abe has already told you, so I won't say more. Finally, remember to protect this bead."

The sound was still very loud at the beginning, but later on, the sound became weaker and weaker.

When Qingming raised his head, the figure of the bhikshuni had almost disappeared, becoming very blurry and almost unclear.

Looking at the disappearing shadow, the doubts that had arisen when he saw Abe Seimei before flashed through Seimei's mind, the figure with the bow and arrow.

"Who is it? Who is the other inheritance? Abe Seimei's inheritance is mine, yours is Xiaonan, the inheritance of Kamo Kagura is the little girl I picked up, but there should be another one, Minamoto Boya's inheritance, Who is his successor?”

In desperation, Qingming didn't care much and shouted directly.

Qingming had seen Yuan Boya's bow and arrow skills in his previous life. If he could find it, it would save him a lot of effort.

"Yuan Boya? Haven't you seen his disciple before? Think about it carefully."

The figures of the eight hundred bhikkhunis completely dimmed and disappeared with the wind.

"Whoa."

With a crisp sound, the five-pointed star barrier around Qingming shattered, and the sky was completely bright at this moment.

The door to the room in front of him was pushed open, and a white figure appeared in front of Qingming.

There is still a paper flower in her purple hair. Her eyes, which were previously dull and slightly lifeless, are now shining with the water flowing. Qingming can clearly see the flash of spiritual power in her eyes.

On the white windbreaker, the same Luan bird as the eight hundred bhikkhunis is embroidered on it, spreading its wings and soaring.

"Soothsayer Konan, see Seimei sama."