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

Because the speed of the two is too fast, it seems that they stopped at the same time.

It was getting dark, and the twilight was deep.

The mountains confront each other, casting shadows.

Ying An stretched out his fingers and pinched his knuckles, like a skilled fortune teller, projecting the data of the surrounding mountains into his mind through this ancient method.

"Director Ying, what exactly are you planning to do?"

Observing the surrounding terrain, Qing's tone was inexplicably solemn.

"It's just planting a tree, don't be so nervous." Ying An smiled without any embarrassment, and suddenly talked about another topic: "Mr. Qing, you should know something about the report uploaded by the committee last time."

"...That's natural." Mentioning this, Qing couldn't help frowning.

Just like a professional housewife, after seeing a dead cockroach in the kitchen, she can predict that there are dozens of times the number of cockroaches hiding in the kitchen.

From the incidents of [abnormalities] that have been communicated from various places in the past month, it is already the total number in the past ten years. From this, we can roughly guess how many demons were bred by that meteor that exploded.

What's more, there is a specialization in the art industry, facing some invisible and intangible demon souls, even if he thinks that his blood and masculinity will not be damaged, he still has no confidence in being able to protect what he needs to protect.

"I've heard rumors about you." Ying An stared into those gray eyes, and his tone deliberately slowed down: "I started practicing martial arts at the age of three, and I have been soaking in the top-level magic medicine tank since I was a child. He was invulnerable to swords and guns, and now he has the level enough to run rampant in the world."

"These are all your achievements in the battlefield and the bloody battle."

"In this way, you must be more aware of the importance of intelligence to an operation."

"..." Qing didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Soldiers and horses go first without using food and grass. This is logistics.

Predict the enemy first, seek the enemy first, this is intelligence.

In previous operations, he had not only encountered intelligence errors once, even with his strength, he had escaped from the encirclement many times.

The importance of intelligence, of course, must be mentioned.

"So, I plan to arrange a device that can detect the movement of monsters through the veins of the earth."

"...That is, the tree in your mouth?"

Qing answered very cautiously, the other party's statement was indeed very reasonable, but if it was just like this, why did he need to appear on the stage?

Even if he wanted to do something about this device, wouldn't it be more convenient to be alone?

What exactly is the help that the other party said just now?

"That's right." Ying An nodded, "But in order to adapt to the Kyushu's land veins as soon as possible, this tree species needs one more thing."

"What is it?" Qing suddenly tightened his body, he had a bad feeling.

"...You definitely know it." Ying An suddenly smiled: "Because it's on your body... the Nine Dragon Hairpin."

The Nine Dragon Hairpin is a [divine object] handed down from generation to generation by the guardians of Yanhuang. There are many restrictions on its use, and only the guardians can use it.

The moment the name was just uttered, Qing's figure turned into an afterimage and appeared behind Ying An.

"However, you probably won't hand it over to me easily." Facing the attack behind him, Ying An still said slowly: "After all, between us, we can't even count as nodding acquaintances. Handing over such an artifact to outsiders is not something a man with a strong sense of responsibility like you can do."

"...Since that's the case, why do you need to make such a request?"

Two fingers, in front of the blade.

The usual attack with ease was blocked.

Not only that, Qing felt that his whole body was numb, unable to exert any strength at all, and his body, which could burst out with terrifying power, was suppressed by the will of others.

poisoned?

This should be impossible.I should have been invulnerable to swords and guns, invulnerable to all poisons.

"Feel sorry……"

Without stopping his thoughts, a sincere apology appeared on Ying An's face: "I'm in a hurry, I'll apologize to you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing noticed that the golden cloth pouch hidden in the interlayer of his clothes flew out.

Ying An unfolded it, and inside were crystal jadeite hairpins, each with a lifelike golden dragon coiled on it, with distinct claws and teeth, a total of nine hairpins, and each golden dragon on each hairpin has subtle differences.

"It's really like a work of art." Ying An praised.

"Give it up, Director Ying, no one can use this thing except your guardian."

Ignoring Qing's words, Ying An took out from his bosom a seed of the divine tree that had been reconstructed with thoughts.

Of course, even if it grows out, it's just an empty shell.

After all, the sacred tree is, in the final analysis, a collection of earth gods.Without the power of the Earth God, the Divine Tree would be just a somewhat miraculous tree.

"Nine dragon hairpins, it's better to say it's the embodiment of nine dragon veins." Ying An didn't shy away from Qing at all: "The mighty power of the earth is not something ordinary people can bear. You will die in less than ten seconds."

Under Qing's surprised eyes, Ying An took out a Nine Dragon Hairpin and pierced it into a seed.

Authorization successful...

Sensing the power flowing into the tree seed, Ying An nodded, and with the other hand, he grabbed a ball of black soil from nowhere, wrapped it, and threw it into the mountains.

"The next thing to do is to establish the enemy's signature."

In Ying An's hand, there was a strange spear.The tattered red woven cloth wrapped around the handle, the iron spear, the blade is broad like a sword, the blade is full of scars, and the old rust marks are the traces that can only be left after many years of wasting .

Even Qing, the guardian of Shenzhou, felt a sense of being overwhelmed the moment he saw this weapon.

From this weapon, he felt an extreme emotion.

That is hatred, the ultimate hatred, the hatred that cannot be washed away even if the water of nine days is poured out.

"what is this?"

"Beast Spear."

ps: Beast Spear, from "Tide and Tiger", one of the cultural relics related to demons found by someone in a Japanese Buddhist temple

I blew up this manga, as long as I get used to Fujita's rough painting style, I can feel the touch under the picture.Compared with the Shinigami who collapsed at the end and the Hokage who ran away at the end, the ending of Ushio and Tiger is simply admirable

ps2: Most of the extras in these two chapters are from the domestic comic "Brother Corpse".

Chapter 532 Chapter 47 Hateful

Beast Spear.

This is what Ying An accidentally found when he searched for traces of demons all over the world.

This is a weapon filled with endless grief, indignation and despair, and its birth seems to be directly related to a certain great demon that caused chaos in ancient India, ancient Yan country, and Japan.

Not long ago, this exorcist was sealed in a certain temple in Japan called Fugenin.

After confirming the whereabouts of this weapon through a few words in the ancient book, Ying An studied the connection between the birth of the demon and the demon in order to further confirm the specific situation of the demon in this world. Instead of taking it without asking, I visited the 500-year-old temple head-on.

The host of the ancient temple is a man under the age of 30, with a somewhat lonely and violent personality. When he heard that the other party came to see the treasure of the town temple, he rudely rejected him.

Then, Ying An's reply at that time almost prevented the monk from going to see the Buddha on the spot.

"Forget it, since the master won't let me see it, it's not difficult for me to come at night without telling me."

The mana monk named Cang Yue Zi Mu is so tall, and he has never seen such an arrogant person. He said in front of his face that he would come to take the beast spear. Is it really easy to be a Buddha?

However, even though he was rude, he also had a compassionate heart, and he wanted to give a small punishment and a big reprimand.

He waved his fist on the spot, intending to knock this guy out and throw him out to cool his mind for a while.

And when he turned this thought, there was a white jade-like finger that had already pressed against the center of his brow.

"Certainly."

As if time was frozen by this monk's side, Cang Yue Zi Mu's thoughts just stopped at that moment.

After moving the monk to the futon, Ying An folded his hands and made a salute: "It's hard to let go of the homeland, of course it's divorced. If the spirit has feelings, it should know to return to the hometown."

As we all know, the development of Buddhism and Taoism in Japan is extremely peculiar, and there are quite a few private properties in local temples, large and small. This temple may be one of them. Ann strolled here, and did not see other monks, and the whole temple seemed empty.

It is the severe winter at this moment, the garden is full of weeds, the sides are closed, the pines are rustling like weeping, and the birds are chirping.

The scars are still there, but they are dilapidated.

Just as he thought, this temple did not place the beast spear in a conspicuous place.

Following the faintly lingering miasma, Ying An found the somewhat dilapidated attic, opened the somewhat old door, and there was a heavy smell of decay and mildew inside. The owner here is definitely a He was quite a sloppy guy. The dossiers and scriptures were piled up in a mess, and all kinds of strange magic-eliminating tools were not placed in order, giving people the feeling of seeing an uninhabited temple in the wilderness.

Knock on the door knocker and lift the old bronze door from the ground.

The evil miasma accumulated for hundreds of years gushed out like a raging wave, and brewed with that musty smell to form a complicated and indescribable sour smell, which made him sneezed, and by the way, put this The breath of negative energy was purified.

In the cramped dark space, a spear with a simple shape and scars was deeply piercing into the rock wall.

If it is an ordinary person, then they can only see such a scene.

In Ying An's eyes, the exorcist spear pierced a strong and strong arm, imprisoning a monster with white pupils and a ferocious face like a mountain worm in this prison.

"Are monsters so fashionable these days?"

Noticing that the monster's hairstyle was very similar to Wukong's in Super Saiyan III form, Ying An couldn't restrain the spirit of complaining in his heart.

"It's human."

This monster crawled in the darkness and landed on all fours, like a hungry tiger imprisoned in a cage.

"Are humans nowadays so calm when they see monsters?"

The monster pulled out the beast spear that pierced its right shoulder with its left arm desperately: "But forget it, who said that only humans can remove this hateful spear."

"No matter how hard I struggle, I can't pull this spear out."

"You have a strong Indian accent, Indian monster? Have you ever played with mud in the Northeast?"

Talking about the stalks that the monster couldn't understand, Ying An was like a foolish and bold human being, approaching this ferocious hungry tiger, leaning over to look at this simple and simple spear.

"The characters of the Yue Kingdom, are they works from the late Spring and Autumn Period?" Ying An barely made out the characters on the handle of the spear, rubbing his chin, and said to himself.

"You know this thing? It's a spear that devours human souls and wards off evil and ghosts. It's the ultimate bastard."

Curious about Ying An's courage, the monster was cursing while secretly clenching its other hand.

This is the first time it has seen humans in 500 years, and the only chance of escape it has seen in a long time.