[Comprehensive Yingmei] The goal is the Great Onmyoji

From the direction of the battle, there was an occasional sound of explosion after energy collision, and occasionally a shock from the ground, all of which had nothing to do with Hidekiri who sneaked into Genji's camp.

Along the way, he skillfully avoided the patrolling guards. Occasionally, the guards who could not be avoided would be knocked out with the back of the knife. Thinking about how to avoid the formation that confuses outsiders, Hidekiri managed to maintain a human body all the way. A knife can't help Grab the butterfly essence.

Minamoto Yorimitsu can use all modern weapons, but his favorite is the garden of the Minamoto clan when he was born. It is the same as it was a thousand years ago. Minamoto Yorimitsu has worked hard to maintain the scenery.

Walking through the quiet corridor with weak but firm footsteps, you can only hear the chirping of birds and the sound of the bamboo tube on the small pond being filled with water and then poured into the pond. .

The air is full of the power of evil gods and monsters, and even the miasma of corruption. It is also a sad and ridiculous fact that the unique spiritual power of onmyojis has disappeared in this big family of onmyojis.

Unexpectedly, Genji, who has been brilliant for many years, has already been corrupted inside.

Mustache walked to the fork at the end of the corridor, and two kinds of people with the same attraction to him appeared on the left and the right.

One of them was probably Genji's blindfold. Minamoto Raimitsu could guess that he would come, so he specially set up a blindfold.

but!Do you want to deceive him with this trick?

Higakiri walked confidently to the left, and the feeling from this side was much more familiar.

He chose to trust his intuition. He has been with his younger brother for thousands of years, so how could he commit the stupid thing of admitting his wrong brother.

Hidekiri opened the door confidently, and the smell of evil spirits coming towards him made him want to close the door immediately.

younger brother!Have you become like this now?What did Minamoto Raimitsu do to you again?

The people in the room closed their eyes and lay on the ground, and the servant covered him with a quilt, making him look like he was asleep.

A head of long white hair was scattered behind, two scarlet ghost horns sprouted on the head, and there was a touch of red around the tightly closed eyes.

Higiri looked at it distressedly, even he who escaped from Genji had heard that Minamoto Raimitsu got the heavy treasure Onikiri, and using other swords as experiments, he must find a way to improve Onikiri's strength without damaging it.

Because of his defection, the younger brother might become one of the experimental subjects.

He felt his eyes a little wet, brother... how did you get shorter!

I don't know each other on the outside, if it wasn't for the energy of the twin induction in the body, I really want to ask who are you?

He let go of Butterfly Jing's hand and said, "Hurry up and get rid of his coma."

Butterfly Jing was still a little dizzy, and Mustache held her all the way, but didn't hurt her at all.

Shaking her head, hoping to get rid of the dizziness in her head, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Onikiri lying on the ground.

Butterfly Spirit is just an ordinary little demon, unable to get rid of the miasma on his body, he can only simply get rid of the coma.

She flew to Onikiri's bed, stood on the pillow stroking Onikiri's horn, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

As her voice fell, Onikiri's eyes swung open.

Violence and fury raged in his eyes, and a ghost hand grew out of his right hand, holding a shiny knife in the palm of his hand.

Onikiri looked at Higekiri at a loss for a while, but instead of cutting off the knife, he took it away.

There is no miasma on his body, he is not from Genji.

There was a stiff creaking sound from the body that had been lying down for too long, and his eyes scanned the room.

This is his bedroom, as Genji Razor's bedroom, and now...

A knife flashed, and the bedroom was cut open from mid-air. Just as he was about to make another cut, a white hand grabbed him.

Onikiri cast a puzzled look, Hikiri smiled and said softly: "Brother knows you are very angry, but we have to be quiet first, little brother."

"......Who are you?"

Thunderclaps streaked across the sky from time to time, illuminating this small room brightly.

The severed beam above the head collapsed, and the huge rumbling sound attracted the attention of the Genji Onmyouji. They saw that the sound was coming from Onikiri's direction, and silently lowered their heads to draw amulets.

Just pretend you didn't hear it, if Onikiri-sama suffers a little damage, they will be the ones who will be punished at that time.

And according to Onikiri-sama's strength,

The sword in Onikiri's right hand swung horizontally, and the person in front of him was very strange, and his purpose was unknown.

He asked with a straight face, "Who are you?"

Hidekiri's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and the sound of the knife falling to the ground came.

Telepathy can't deceive people. Could it be that my brother's memory has also been tampered with?

It doesn't matter, although he often forgets his brother's name, and he can't remember it now, but he will take care of him.

"I'm Hikiri, your brother."

Onikiri clenched the knife in his hand and loosened it again and again.

Forget it, his goal is only Minamoto Raimitsu.Although Onikiri is an evil ghost, he has never done anything to harm other people's lives casually after entering Mt.

"...You've got the wrong person, I'm going to Oeyama Onikiri."

Onikiri pushed Higashikiri away, and walked out.

A knife blocked his direction, the knife was trembling, the person holding the knife was already at the end of his strength, Onikiri looked over with sharp eyes.

"Have you eaten the knee pill?" Mustache changed from his usual laugh, with a cold light in his eyes.

The unsheathed long knife had an icy luster, no longer conserving demon power, he panted and laid the knife across Onikiri's neck.

The overdrawing of his demonic power greatly shortened the time he can maintain as a human being. Maybe in just 10 minutes he would turn back into a knife...a broken knife.

Onikiri sneered, it turned out that the other party regarded himself as Minamoto Yorimitsu's monsters who would only devour the same kind.

But he was indeed a monster under Minamoto Raimitsu before, but he can be sure that he has never devoured his own kind. He did not expect Minamoto Raimitsu to raise himself as a pet. Whether it is pity or sympathy, he would not want it !

And the person in front of him... no, Dao, seems to be of the same kind as him, but he was lucky to escape Minamoto's control, but unfortunately his younger brother was not so lucky.

Just like the Oni King, Onikiri's hand that wanted to kill him stopped, and the name that Hikigiri said was something he had heard from his servants before.

Onikiri calmed down and explained: "I have never swallowed anyone of the same kind, even when I was controlled by Minamoto Raimitsu. And as for Kemaru, he is still alive."

"Kemararu is still alive?" A gleam of hope burst into Hikakiri's eyes, and then went out immediately.

No, if the younger brother is still alive, then how could he sense... Wait, it seems that the younger brother's induction was also heard from another place just now.

Mustaki retracted the knife and closed his eyes to sense, the energy that belonged to his younger brother was still there.

Even if they were twins, the energies of the two would be slightly different, and Hikiri, who had closed his eyes, sensed the energy of Onikiri in front of him.In the madness and rage, the original energy looks more like itself.

Are they actually triplets?

Mustache thought divergently, and walked out, his time was running out.

Onikiri stopped him: "Wait a minute, do you know where Minamoto Raimiko is?"

Higekiri looked at Onikiri with his head tilted, the scarlet around his eyes covered the mole of tears, his face after turning into a demon was not ferocious, one can imagine that he was originally a gentle person.

He pointed in the direction of the war: "He is over there, but I advise you not to die." Mustache laughed mockingly: "He is now an evil god."

Onikiri lowered his head and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Cthulhu, I've been in a coma for too long."

Higekiri still didn't ask Onikiri how long he had been unconscious, because the answer wasn't important.

For Onikiri, as long as Minamoto Raimitsu is alive, he will keep chasing and killing him.

There were a few thunderclaps from the war site, coupled with the occasional vibrations from the ground, one could know how fierce the battle was.

The battle was not over yet, Onikiri immediately set off and ran, all Genji onmyojis he encountered along the way were beheaded.

As he hurried on, he was getting closer and closer to Manhattan, and the huge Rashomon also appeared in his vision.

Oeyama ghost general Ibaraki Doji is called the ghost of Rashomon, and only he can open Rashomon, and he is there!

Ignoring the fact that I cut off Ibaraki Doji's right arm when he lost his memory, and thinking of the possibility of resurrecting the Oni King, Onikiri rushed to the battlefield a little faster.

In the battle of Oeyama's retreat, Onikiri cut off the head of the Oni King, and the body was taken into Genji's pocket as a victory prize.

And his soul left with the woman with peerless beauty.

Before the woman escaped, he chopped off an arm. Apart from being surprised that this arm was not what a woman should have, Onikiri got the huge energy of the arm fusion.

The blood of the three of them fused together, Ibaraki Doji's arm was hidden in his right arm, the corpse of Oni King Shuten Doji added demonic power to this arm, and the strength of the right arm Onikiri was three times stronger than Onikiri himself. times.

The woman who left her arm is Ibaraki Doji. Although I don't know why Oe Shan Oni became like that, Onikiri knows that the bell on his body hides the ghost king's soul.

It would be great if Ibaraki-douji had been wearing it for so many years. The soul had absorbed enough demon power, which would speed up the resurrection of the ghost king.

Entering the edge of the battlefield, Onikiri's sight was full of corpses of evil spirits, and the stench of blood lingered.

It's like going back to the day when Dajiangshan was retreated, and the ground was full of corpses of the same kind and humans.Only he and Minamoto Raimitsu are still fighting back to back, like the most trusted partners.

Onikiri clenched the Dao in his hand, Minamoto Raimitsu, you killed the hatred of Oeyama monster, and insulted my hatred.

——I will definitely kill you!

The clan crest of Genji flashed in his eyes, but he didn't notice it at all.

The distance from Rashomon was getting closer and closer, and the sound of the battle was getting louder. Before Onikiri could take a closer look at the scene in front of him, a dazzling white light flashed in front of him.

His eyes were involuntarily closed to protect against the strong light, and the smell of blood dissipated into his nose, turning into the fragrance of green grass, and the chirping of birds came from the forest.

Onikiri's eyes swung open, surrounded by forests, the dense trees blocked the light from the sky, the shadow in front of his eyes allowed him to see clearly the people lying on the ground.

Everyone has wounds, including the ghost general Ibaraki Doji he has been looking for.

He was lying on the ground with a pale face, staring at the sky with blank eyes, and the sleeve that lost his right hand was empty.

Onikiri didn't notice what was wrong with him, so he ran over and said, "Ibaraki-douji, do you still have the bell? Let's find Abe Seimei to revive the ghost king now!"

The word "King of Ghosts" touched Ibaraki Doji's nerves, he turned his head to look at Onikiri, as if he had seen him in Oeyama in his memory.

For the sake of his best friend's subordinates, he said hoarsely: "My best friend died a long time ago, and his body was also destroyed."

"The ghost king's body is here with me, and his soul is in the bell he once gave you. As long as you find the great onmyoji Abe Seimei and use the fusion spell, plus the demon power of the two of us, the ghost king will definitely be resurrected."

"Bell." Ibaraki Doji looked at the bell tied to his ankle with a blank expression. He said that his best friend was in the bell?

...Ibaraki Doji hurriedly unbuttoned the bell, held the bell in his palm and said, "Friend! Are you inside?"

Onikiri's hand immediately retracted, the damned Minamoto Raimitsu really had a great influence on him!He actually has a cleanliness now.

But don't blame him, it's really dirty.

Ibaraki Doji may not have bathed for thousands of years, and the ghost king's soul... I can't continue thinking about it.

Onikiri coughed twice and said, "Great, from now on, as long as you find Abe Seimei, you can revive the Oni King."

"What do you want me to do?" Abe Seimei asked curiously while standing aside.

His body was covered with dust and small wounds, which could not conceal his personal charm at all, like a nobleman who strayed into the mountains, bloodstained by the thorns that loved him, and the hair that was neatly tied behind him was scattered on his shoulders Finally, the folding fan tapped on the palm of my hand.

"Seimei, come and revive your best friend! He can definitely defeat Minamoto Raimitsu!" Ibaraki Doji hurriedly held the bell in front of Qingming, as if holding a rare treasure.

However, Qingming took a few steps back very shamelessly, but he remembered where the bell was tied before.

The technique of resurrection they mentioned is very simple. As long as there is still a trace of evil spirit in a monster like a creature, it is not considered a real death.

And Shuten-douji's evil spirit has been warmed very well on Onikiri's arm for nearly a thousand years. Minamoto Raimitsu contributed a lot of treasures to Onikiri, which was indirectly equivalent to being used by Shuten-douji.

Not to mention Ibaraki Doji, the bell given to him by his close friend, of course, cannot be placed on the hand that often fights, but can only be tied to the foot, listening to the sound every day.

Abe Seimei unfolded his fan, waved it and said, "I know, so let's start now."

The author has something to say: Mustache: How could I misunderstand my brother?

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63 chapter

The cumbersome light blue magic circle emits a columnar light, and Abe Seimei stands in the center of the circle, casting a spell with his hands together.

With the continuous changes of his hands, the magic circle on the ground became brighter and brighter.

There is a long sword and a bell in the center of the formation. The surface of the quaint bell is smooth, and it can be seen that his master has been taking good care of it.

Mu Lan held Peter's hand tightly and looked expectantly at the team. Although Shuten-douji was unreliable in the game, she still wanted to see what the man whom Ibaraki-douji admired was like.

She occasionally looked left and right to look around, wondering, where did the butterfly spirit go?All the shikigami who went to help humans have returned, but the only butterfly spirit with the ability to heal has not returned. Is it because of something?

Peter stood beside Mu Lan, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was covered with dust, like everyone here.

He wiped his face with his dirty sleeve, and smiled at Mu Lan.

No matter how bad the environment is, you are enough.

The light of spiritual power lit up along the lines of the magic circle on the ground, like lamps being lit one after another.

Ibaraki Doji didn't dare to leave the magic circle at all, for fear of missing the resurrection of his best friend.

No matter how urgently he stared, the magic circle was still running slowly at its original speed.

Onikiri violently separated Onikiri's hand, his complexion was a little pale, and he leaned against the tree with his arms folded.Now all this is caused by him, if he hadn't been captured by Minamoto Laiguang, the ghost king would not have been beheaded inadvertently.

Will the Ghost King blame himself after his resurrection?Guiqie thought in despair.

Abe Seimei at the center of the formation was not at ease. The ghost hand and the bell were worn by the big demon all the year round, let alone the corpse and soul of the ghost king hidden inside.

The Three Great Demon Kings of the Heian-kyo Era: Shuten-douji, Daitengu, and Tamamo-mae.

Shuten-douji was a figure of the same level as his uncle, and coupled with the demonic powers of Ibaraki-douji and Onikiri, it was difficult to cast the magic circle but it went on smoothly.

First, the smell of wine suddenly appeared in the air. After Mu Lan smelled it, she felt dizzy, both sides of her cheeks turned red, and her feet felt weak involuntarily.

Peter quickly caught the soft body that almost fell to the ground. The spider's sense of smell can be said to be lacking, but at this moment he could smell the body fragrance of the person in his hand.

It entered his nasal cavity like a long stream of water, and it was like the stimulation of sweet words between lovers.

The sound of people falling to the ground came from their ears, and most of them were indulging in the aroma of the wine.

Ibaraki-douji hadn't smelled this kind of smell for nearly a thousand years. He looked at the formation almost greedily, and his eyes were reluctant to part with the slightest bit.

Onikiri, who was standing aside, saw this look, and couldn't help but move his feet to the side.

Otherwise, don't go back to Dajiangshan, why do you feel that something is wrong?

right!He said that he would hunt Minamoto to the ends of the earth.

A faint phantom floated from the exquisite bell, and the knife tightly held by the ghost hand turned into Shuten-douji's body, and his bloodless hand lay beside the formation.

Everyone held their breath watching this scene, and the phantom merged with the body.

For a moment, the light of the formation became dazzling, like a galaxy in the night sky, and then disappeared instantly.

Abe Seimei was panting heavily, and a few drops of sweat flowed down his cheeks from his forehead.

The spell worked.

The man with long scarlet hair was lying in the center, even if he was unconscious, no one could ignore him.

Ibaraki Doji asked tremblingly, "Seimei, did you succeed?"

Mu Lan found out that Qingming was not in a good condition, so she hurried up to support him and asked, "Brother, are you alright?"

Seimei smiled weakly and said, "It will be fine tonight." To Ibaraki Doji, "It worked."

Abe Seimei experienced a fierce battle today, and immediately started to revive the ghost king without resting. The uninterrupted use of spiritual power would put a heavy load on him, but it would be fine if he took a short rest.

This is the ability of Abe Seimei, the son of the half-demon.

Qingming said, "This place is not far from the courtyard, let's go back first."

Minamoto Raimitsu's younger brother Minamoto Hiroya personally set up the defensive formation in the courtyard, and Abe Seimei strengthened it. It will be impossible for Minamoto Raimitsu to find this place for a while.

The one who greeted them was Yamata no Orochi held in Tamamomae's arms, showing his true childlike face but said with a normal face: "You guys failed, I thought Seimei could defeat Minamoto Raimitsu, it seems that I expected you high."

Qingming was not hit by the defeat, he took out the eight-foot Qionggou jade, and there was a crack on the smooth surface, thanks to which they were able to escape.

Before they left, Yamata no Orochi handed the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu to Seimei. In order to defeat Minamoto Laiguang, he added an extra layer of insurance, but he didn't expect that his own power would double when Minamoto Laiguang was on him. Handy.

Yuzao glanced at nearly a hundred humans and said, "Let's go ahead and talk about it."

Abe Seimei's courtyard is very large, and it is more than enough to accommodate so many people.

The high mountains and flowing waters that only ancient big families have set up various formations, including the undefeated cherry blossoms in the center of the courtyard. If you intrude into the courtyard without a guide, you will be lost in the formations for the rest of your life.

Under the hint of Yamata no Orochi, Abe Seimei entered their room alone.

He sat down and poured himself a cup of warm tea, "What's wrong?"

"Seimei, you can't win by saying that." Yamata no Orochi said with a serious face.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiu Tun-douji outside the window. Dajiangshan Ghost King had lost his memory. He had demon power but no fighting ability, just like a baby holding a gun, without the ability to shoot at all.

And Tamamomae, who was holding him, had a qualified combat power, Seimei, Ibaraki Doji and Onikiri, in addition to that group of people who originally lived in this world seemed to have a few qualified combat power.

Yamata no Orochi thought in his heart, Minamoto Yorimitsu also had a lot of knives, according to what Onikiri said, all those knives have become puppets who have no sanity and are not afraid of pain.

In comparison, even with the onmyoji Abe Seimei, their winning rate is less than [-]%.

It seems only...

Yamata no Orochi raised his head and said, "Seimei, sign a contract with me."

Abe Seimei paused and said, "Unfortunately, in your current state, even if you sign a contract with me, you can't participate in the war."

Shikigami can share part of the onmyoji's spiritual power, but his spiritual power is not enough for Yamata no Orochi to recover his combat power.

Yamata no Orochi shook his head: "No."

Yuzao said clearly: "So that's how it is. You want to sign a contract with Seimei, then kill yourself and take out the Kusanagi Sword from your body, and then Seimei will summon you as a shikigami." He nodded affirmatively: "Indeed That's a way too."

As if the person who was going to kill was not himself, Yamata no Orochi said flatly, "Let's do it, Seimei."

Qingming said, "Wait, there must be another way."

Tamamo chuckled a few times and said, "Have you forgotten that Izanaki is afraid of the Kusanagi Sword in your body, not only driving you into the cracks of the underworld, but also putting conditions on the use of the Kusanagi Sword."

Yamata no Orochi turned his head to look at Tamamo in doubt, what are the conditions of use?

Yuzao stretched out his finger and pointed at the diamond shape on the mouth of Yamata no Orochi, and said, "It's so pitiful, have you lost even your memory?"

Yamata no Orochi admitted frankly: "Well, all unimportant memories are lost."

Yuzao's fingers paused, and he forgot all the memories of how to enter the cracks in the underworld, how to use the artifacts in his body, and instead remembered every detail of being with his friends.

What a stupid and cute snake.

In the final analysis, it is he himself who is poor. He is obsessed with his incompetent memories all day long, but he can't remember the happy memories.

Tamamo said, "The conditions for using the Kusanagi Sword are rather that Izanaki prevents you from using it. The user must have a pure heart and a heart that wants to protect others. Unfortunately, there seems to be no one here. qualified."

There is more or less a dark side in their hearts. All three of them had the idea of ​​destroying the capital.

Yamata no Orochi thought for a while and said, "That can't be helped."

There was no other way to kill the evil god, and neither could the All-Father.

Things seemed to be at an impasse, the house became quiet, and the sounds outside the house reached the ears.

Thor put Thor's hammer on the ground and said, "No one can move this hammer but I."

Hearing this one by one, they stepped forward unconvinced and tried every means but could not move the hammer.

Mu Lan cheered up and said, "Peter, come on."

Peter walked forward quite shyly, he rarely did this kind of thing in front of the person he liked.

Putting both hands on the handle of the hammer, he pulled it up vigorously. The hammer in his hand seemed to weigh ten thousand tons. Peter only moved a little with all his strength.

But this was enough for Thor to be surprised. He patted Peter on the shoulder: "When this is over, I will invite you to come to Asgard for a while. My father will definitely like you very much."

Mu Lan hugged Peter happily, and the two looked at each other and smiled, a little thing about each other could make her happy all day.

Yuzao looked at the scene outside the window and said, "Maybe we can give it a try, this is the only way."

The nearly one hundred people sitting in the courtyard are all the elites of this world, and maybe one of them can pick up the Grass Pheasant Sword, or just move like that kid.

Abe Seimei sighed resignedly: "I see."

He took a drop of blood and evil spirit from Yamata no Orochi, and blended it into the paper figurine. Yamata no Orochi didn't resist at all, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

He finally has a contract with humans, a contract that cannot abandon each other and will never be left behind.

The whole process went extremely smoothly, a ray of aura belonging to Abe Seimei entered the brow of Yamata no Orochi, and the contract was established.

Yamata no Orochi stood on the ground, spread his hands to Tamamo, and said, "Let's do it."

Tamamomae gently stroked Yamata no Orochi's hair, and another cold hand came to his abdomen.

"You, Haruko, and Yuromo, you are the only warm memories I have in the cracks in the underworld." Yamata no Orochi closed his eyes, calmly facing the hand that was about to reach into his body.

But the hand didn't come for a long time, and he opened his eyes suspiciously.

Tamamo squatted down in front of him, looked at Yamata no Orochi at the same level, and looked at Yamata no Orochi indifferently: "Where did you know the name of Yuyi?"

Yamata no Orochi felt that his friend was so stupid for the first time. Didn't he just talk about the cracks in the underworld?Next time I have to bring some brain-boosting things to my friends.

The author has something to say: Onikiri: I am always at odds with you because I am not straight enough.

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