The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

It felt like it had been years, years since no one had called him that.

As a ninja, his codename is 【Owl】.

But he never forgot his real name.

"You won't be an ordinary businessman." Xiao said firmly, how could a businessman from the other side know his information like the back of his hand.

"I know this myself." Ying An replied casually, and thoughtfully took a sip of the tea, the green tea leaves swirled in the cup, as if it was an uncontrollable fate.

"What about you, are you an ordinary ninja? Or, are you willing to be an ordinary ninja?"

Ying An squinted his eyes, his smile kept Xiao silent for a long time.

He knew very well that his heart was agitated.

Together with the young Wei Ming Yixin, as the "Weiming people", he contributed a lot of strength to overthrow the daimyo and restore Wei Ming to the country.

But in the end?People still only know that the Juggernaut is Yixin.

It was the sword master who killed the daimyo with all his heart,

It was the sword master who established Weiming with all his heart,

It was the Juggernaut who frightened away the Neifu with all his heart,

Juggernaut Wei Ming Yixin is Wei Ming's real hero!

And owl?Who is Xiao?

How much he paid in that war, no one knows.But in his opinion, he has done enough, good enough, enough to be praised.However, everyone only remembered Wei Ming Yixin.As a ninja, keeping a low profile should be an inescapable destiny, right?But he is not reconciled, he has something bigger in his heart, he is not satisfied with being a powerful but unknown ninja.He wants to be stronger, so strong that the whole of Japan knows his name and who "Kai Ninzaemon" is.

Intuition told him that the person in front of him was the key to his fame.

"Who is behind you? Is it the inner government, or something else."

"That's not important, Zaemon." Ying An reiterated his name again, a name that represents glory. (ps: Zaemon is an official position to serve the emperor)

"The point is, I see a kind of value, a kind of ambition from your eyes."

The corner of Ying An's mouth curled up: "And I can realize your dream."

"In the peaceful era, there is no need for ninjas."

"What you need is a bigger and broader stage."

I have to admit that Xiao Xiao was moved even though he didn't even know the identity of the other party.

He felt that he was like a blind man, in front of a high mountain, using his hands to identify the mountain in front of him.

But everything he touches is just a part of the stalwart mountain.

……

As Xiao Xiao expected, the identity of this man from Daqin is definitely not that simple.

The seal on that referral book reads "Taishan Mansion Monarch Dragon Guards the Quartet".

Although he is a country ninja, at least his ancestors are rich. He knows the value of such a seal very well, enough to make most of the Kyoto gentlemen obedient.

This is the highest-ranking Dragon Lord Seal in Renlong Divine Palace, and it is a fetish that only the highest-ranking priests are eligible to hold.

"Let's tell the truth."

Ying An drank the cold tea that was blown by the evening wind.

"We don't care about the dispute between you and the inner government."

"However, the evil objects of your obscenity have affected the stability of people's hearts, so they must be abolished."

"Book of Rites · Qu Li" says: "Sacrificing to someone other than what they sacrificed is called prostitution. Prostitution is no blessing."

The obscenity that Ying An mentioned, of course, refers to the sacrifice of the "Water of the Source" by the local people of Weiming.

Xiao promised to inquire about Yixin's intentions for him.

Perhaps because he didn't know, or because he didn't want to, Xiao Xiao always had a hesitant attitude when it came to the issue of Yuanzhishui.

However, he finally let go, and revealed to Ying An that there is a close connection with Yuanzhishui.

That is the temple where the body of immortality is studied through the source of water - Xianfeng Temple.

Xianfeng Temple is the oldest temple in Weiming.

It has been established for 800 years.

When the world is in chaos, Xianfeng Temple, which trains many monks, is obviously a good source of soldiers.

In principle, Xianfeng Temple is inevitable, and can only stand on Wei Ming's side.

Because the monks here are not as pure and ascetic as everyone thinks, Xianfeng Temple belongs to the lineage of the Pure Land Shinzong, and they can marry wives and have children and eat meat and fish.

It's funny to say that the Buddhism in Dongying had to go east because it couldn't survive in Daqin, and it turned out to be a hegemony in this island country.

Weiming City and Xianfeng Temple, after all, have been friendly neighbors since ancient times. They have formed horns and watched each other for thousands of years, so the distance between the two sides is not far away.

With Ying An's foot strength, the journey is only an hour away.

Admiring the lush trees, Ying'an considered how much effort he would use to demolish the temple later.

No joke, when Buddhism wanted to rely on religious classics to replace hell with hell and Dongyue with Ksitigarbha, he created a professional demolition skill for his [Taoist] [cutting mountains and destroying temples] Great curse], without hurting people, turned many ancient temples of that family into a pile of ruins.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an empty temple.

The house was in a mess, leaving only some damaged furniture, as if no one had taken care of it for a long time.

According to Xiao's information, this is a shelter for concealment. Seeing this temple, it is not far from the Xianfeng Temple on the top of the peak.

Patting the dust on the furniture, Ying An looked behind the altar.

A graceful and luxurious portrait of Guanyin hangs on the wall.

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency!"

"Please stop here."

The soft and glutinous voice combined with the wall portraits give people a weird illusion of a Bodhisattva appearing.

While I was in a daze, I heard voices continue to come from the portrait,

"This Xianfeng Temple has deviated from the teachings of the Buddha,"

"Everyone abandoned their duties as monks and became obsessed with seeking immortality."

"If you are captured, you don't know what will be done."

"I advise you to go back quickly."

"Even so, Ruo... If there is still a reason to enter, I will not continue to stop it."

"Just...just be careful."

"...Although I don't know your identity, girl." Ying An didn't even frown: "But thank you for the advice."

"However, it's all here."

Ying An took out a black iron rod from his subspace.

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Chapter 301 Chapter 71

The eminent monks of Xianfeng Temple are of high quality and are very polite. They greet everyone when they come.

"Who are you waiting for!"

Then please enter the gate of the temple respectfully,

"Come and die!"

The monk rushing forward had a good posture with his punches and kicks, obviously he was a trainer, he stepped forward, his feet formed a bow, he rose from the ground with strength, passed his waist, twisted his back, entered his arms, and opened and closed his fists.

The strange thing is that the monk's skin is black and gray, like Qinggangyan that has gone through the years, and it doesn't seem to be a living thing at all.

A dark iron rod split Huashan from top to bottom, and hit the monk's head heavily.

A pitch-black sin character was engraved on his head, and the monk immediately collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Compared with swordsmanship that combines skill and strength, the movements of Ying An's stick technique are much more silly and thick.

The [Repentance Stick], which was more than one meter long and weighed as much as the opponent's crime, was swung sideways.

Monk Xianfeng jumped and flashed,

Sweep vertically.

Kacha, the monk's arm bone was broken in two, and his whole soul went to accept the judgment of [Nie Jing].

Even though the monk is a commoner profession, Ying An judged by the touch that their bodies are extremely resistant to blunt blows, and their fists and feet have internal strength. It is no wonder that they are relied on by Wei Ming. In terms of weapons, these monks can be said to be stronger than 90.00% of the army in this era.

But in front of them was the exclusive demolition office that had demolished half of the temples in Daqin.

The monks who were responsible for protecting the monastery were smashed all the way and knocked down.

Disgusted by the slightly low efficiency, Ying An temporarily borrowed the control of the leylines from the underworld with the mentality that although he has a little bad contact, he can still use it.

【Mountain-cutting and Temple-breaking Curse】

The mountains, rivers and earth are like arms and fingers.

From the perspective of people in the distance, the peaks and mountains seem to be trembling slightly.

Then—a sneeze.

The mountain is no longer tolerant of being suppressed by the temple, it is like a restless urchin, and starts to scratch the foreign objects on its body.

The majestic temple crumbled from its foundations.

As for Ying An, who was advancing all the way, his eyes became more and more fierce.

All the information exposed by those monks who had been exposed on the mirror platform in the underworld was conveyed in his mind.

Evil masters say that it is like the sand of the Ganges River.