【Touken Ranbu】Guide to Cultivating a God Judge

Long, long after the fourth god judge disappeared in the main pill without a sound, until the swords and swords almost forgot the existence of the god judge, the fifth god judge took office.

One morning, a huge fluctuation of spiritual power awakened the swordsmen from their dark dreams. This spiritual power rolled in like a tidal wave with refreshing air, and instantly flooded the entire world. Zohonmaru.

This A39 Honmaru has long been in dilapidated condition due to the long-term lack of spiritual power of the judges. The Honmaru, which was not gorgeous but complete with internal organs, is almost left with ruins. Honmaru.

However, in the early morning of this day, when there was only a dim light in the sky, these Fusangshen who were awakened by the fluctuation of spiritual power witnessed a holy miracle.

The rampant evil on the land was swept away, the dilapidated buildings melted like snow, and were rebuilt in the next moment, countless plants grew instantly, various flowers bloomed in the courtyard, and green vines climbed In the atrium, dozens of tall cherry trees rose from the ground, and the pink and white petals fluttered in the air, like a dream.

The Honmaru has been enlarged several times, and tall and spacious buildings are neatly arranged, with everything from bedrooms to kitchens, and even a large shrine.

Where the swordsmen looked, there was some white mist shrouded, vaguely, not very clear, but the appearance of the mountains could be vaguely discerned.

One after another, Fu Sangshen came out of the room. They stared blankly at what happened before them, and looked at each other for a while, seeing the same judgment in each other's eyes.

This is a very powerful judge, at least in terms of spiritual power.

The size of the Honmaru is directly related to the depth of spiritual power of the God-inspector. The larger the area, the more buildings the Honmaru has to maintain and consume more spiritual power. They have never seen a Honmaru with such an area. , it seems that this new examiner can no longer be summed up in a simple sentence of profound spiritual power.

"This really scares me a little bit." Tsurumaru Kuninaga gathered his black feathers, and slowly revealed a meaningful smile. He turned his head and met Taro Tachi's cold gaze.

"Heh." He sneered, and turned his gaze to the atrium in the distance, which was deserted before, but now it looks brand new.

It seems that a new judge has already taken office.

Hotaru put her hands behind her head, pouted her mouth in the direction of the atrium, "I have to see you, which one of you will go?"

This is a bit of a difficult thing.

The dozen or so knives here, no matter how strong or weak they are, are more or less tainted with the aura of dark fall. Among them, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the most serious one, has completely transformed into the dark fallen Fusangshen.

And it is not always appropriate to send a dark fallen sword to welcome a new, powerful, and unknown god-inspector.

They knew very well that if it wasn't for some force majeure, this pill would have been cleaned up by the government long ago, so how could they have survived until now.

Several Fu Sangshen who had a considerable right to speak in Honmaru looked at each other for a while, and in the end it was Ishikirimaru who spoke first: "Then I'll go."

Have to say, this is almost the best choice.

In Honmaru, if you insist on choosing the sword with the shallowest dark fall, the two imperial swords, Ishikirimaru and Taro Tachi, are the most prominent. In comparison, the gentle Ishikirimaru is more suitable for the trial than the always indifferent Taro Tachi God's job.

Hotaru looked at him a bit, nodded, and said: "Be careful in everything."

Ishikirimaru smiled gently, didn't say much, just sorted out the untidy clothes and attire, and then walked towards the atrium.

When he walked to a position where the swords could not be seen, the smile on his face disappeared, and he sighed softly.

On the other side, the fusangshen watched Ishikimaru's back disappear for a long time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga said lightly: "Go back."

"Master God Judge, A39 Honmaru and Ishikirimaru come to see you."

Ishikirimaru stood respectfully outside the door, his voice was neither high nor low, his tone revealed complete humility, and he even used the word "greetings".

This powerful imperial sword is the latest batch of swords in this pill. Although I don't have much experience in dealing with god judges, under long-term special circumstances, I was forced to be influenced by many swords that are almost necessary in this pill. common sense.

Regardless of whether the new interrogator is a man or a woman, or what his personality is, it is always right to be respectful.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head even lower.

After a while, a young boy's light voice came from the room: "Please come in."

Is this judge a boy?Ishikimaru's brain was spinning rapidly, but he vaguely felt that the voice was a bit familiar.

He reached out and pushed the door open.

The room was very bright, and the faint radiance filled the whole room, but it cast some shadowy shadows on the face of the examiner.The god judge was wearing a white hunting suit, sitting in front of the small table, in a trance, Ishikimaru seemed to have seen some graceful onmyoji from the Heian era.

"Good day, Stone Cut Palace."

The boy's voice brought Ishikirimaru back to his senses, and he belatedly realized that there was a person sitting next to him, with black hair and black eyes, and a small stature. It was the short sword of the Awataguchi Sword School, Yaken Toshiro.

"Good day, Medicine Research Hall."

No wonder the voice sounded familiar, it turned out to be Yaoken.

Several intermittent images flashed before Ishikirimaru's eyes, and he suddenly felt a little nostalgic.

Their main pill does not belong to Yaken Toshiro.

But he quickly broke free from this weak emotion and looked at the judge, this time, he saw his face clearly.

An extremely beautiful and delicate face, even compared with Sanri Yuezong, who is titled the most beautiful in the world, is not inferior, even worse.His long black hair was tied up high, and his face was clear and expressionless. For a moment, Shi Qiewan even felt that this God-inspector was like a small Shuzhuwan or Jiang Xuezuo's characters.

But it was only for a moment.

This god judge has a pair of eyes that Ishikimaru has never seen before, like a black hole and a whirlpool that can swallow everything.

Shikieraru just paid attention to it for a while, and was almost sucked away by those eyes. He didn't come back to his senses until the examiner suddenly closed his eyes.

Oops.

He immediately saluted neatly, with his upper body almost completely attached to the ground, his heart full of self-blame and panic for his inappropriate behavior.

"Ishikirimaru is rude, please punish him, Lord Judge."

He had seen this kind of scene with his own eyes, except that Fu Sangshen, who was looking at each other with the interrogator, was still blind.

This left a great psychological shadow on Ishikirimaru.

Now I just hope that the personality of this god judge is different from the previous ones, and that he can be more lenient and kind.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, and a small drop of cold sweat slid down his temples. Before he could say anything else, he felt a strong spiritual power supporting his body. That spiritual power was not strong and sharp, but Containing an irresistible force, Ishikirimaru was forced to raise his body and looked at the past blankly.

The judge closed his eyes and opened them again, this time there was no suffocating pressure in those eyes.He opened his mouth and closed it again, even revealing a little bit of ivory white teeth and the bright red tip of his tongue.Ishikirimaru didn't know why he could observe so many things that were insignificant to him and them in just a few seconds, and he didn't even understand why he looked up at the judge instead of the one next to him. Yaken Toshiro, the moment he was lifted up by that spiritual power, his mind was blank.

This spiritual power soaked through his body instantly like a pouring rain. The clean and pure spiritual power invaded every corner of his body, swallowing up all the evil energy entrenched in his body. Ishikimaru saw the god descending from the sky in a trance , soaked his body with the nectar in his hands.

In his opinion, it took hundreds of years, but in fact, only a few seconds passed, and the old tattered Ishikirimaru almost looked brand new.

"...Master God Judge...?"

Ishikirimaru repeated his address to the God-inspector, as if he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the judge spoke.

"It's not good here," he said, "and neither are you."

Ishikimaru pondered dully for a second, and then suddenly began to panic.

What does this sentence mean?

Was it dissatisfaction with his earlier faux pas?Still dissatisfied with this Honmaru?That's right, no one would like a gloomy Ankaku Honmaru.

At this moment, Ishikimaru's brain was spinning rapidly, and he had even foreseen the future when the entire Honmaru would be wiped out.

Perhaps it was because Shiqiewan's expression was too obvious, Yaoken at the side probably saw something, so he put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly.

"Ishikiriden, the general means that this pill is not in good condition, and so are you. He was very worried, so he helped you with a little treatment." What are you thinking.

Even if he hadn't reminded him before, he could tell by now that this Honmaru might be a frightened bird like Ishikirimaru.

Only then did Ishikirimaru react, and when he cast his gaze over, the God Judge nodded slightly.

Only then did he regain his composure, took a deep breath calmly, then lowered his head, and slowly stated the purpose of his visit.

"...Aren't you going to meet my companions?"

The judge did not speak.

Yaoken sighed silently, seeing that Shiqiewan's expression was not right again, he hurriedly coughed again, and seeing Shiqiewan's eyes met, he said loudly:

"We must see each other." Yao Yan pinched the folded paper in his hand, "Master God Judge has already arranged a time, and we will gather in the hall in an hour. If anyone can't come, don't force it. Shiqiedian, you should go and inform everyone."

Ishikirimaru left.

The young man squeezed the space between his brows, and felt that the short time of talking with Ishikimaru was more tiring than fighting, but he still pulled himself together, after all, there was a clumsy master who couldn't speak.

Yao Yan looked at his general, showed a gentle smile that even he himself would be surprised to see, and encouraged him: "General, you did a good job."

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The swordsmen are good everywhere, but they think too much and are full of inner drama.