Self-cultivation for beating the enemy[Comprehensive]

The four immeasurable hearts enable countless sentient beings to escape suffering and gain happiness, and enter into the four meditations of compassion, compassion, compassion, and equanimity. If these four hearts are cultivated according to the four meditations, they will obtain the Brahma of sound.

The SR shikigami comes with its own BGM, and other capable users who were present when Ilmi unrolled the scroll to summon it seemed to be able to hear the calming Sanskrit sound pouring into the ear from the outside world.

Namo Avalokitesvara of Great Compassion, may I speed up all sentient beings.

Namo Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara, may I climb Nirvana Mountain early.

Beside the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, it is brightly lit every night, accompanied only by the sound of wooden fish.Bathing in the fragrance of the Buddha every day, it seems that there is a curling fragrance of Buddha on the body.

"Yeah, yeah," Abe Seimei tapped the wooden edge of the bat fan on the black hat, and the peach blossom eyes with a slight smile like a fox seemed to have seen through everything.

"What an unexpected shikigami." It was the young Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan who said this. Although the surname Huakaiyuan is not prominent in Yinyangliao, it does not mean that he was born without background, and his father is a third-rank official. , although it can’t be said that power is overwhelming, but it’s not bad. As the second son who can’t inherit the family business, he was found to have huge spiritual power when he was born, and he was even born with the ability to see ghosts. Then he entered the Yin-Yang Room logically, and tamed and used the majestic spiritual power.

Birth is very important. The father of the third-rank minister gave him more opportunities than other young onmyojis, and he can read more unique books. A monster like Qing Fangzhu should not be well-known, even if an onmyoji has heard of his name There were not many of them, but none of the people present were taking light tasks. When they saw the true face of Lushan Yiermi, their faces changed slightly, obviously they knew this monster.

Although he is an SR monster, Qingfangzhu is not well-known. He is one of the few good monsters who are harmless to human beings, and he has a relationship with Buddha. These psychics are also like the protectors of humans.

Abe Seimei's eyelashes trembled slightly. Does Heianjing's stability and protection of human beings really have anything to do with him?

"Long time no see, my lord." Seeing Yi Ermi, Master Qingfang clasped his palms together and made a Buddhist salute. He is another innocent monster who was fooled by the ever-changing little fairy.

"Why don't you join the world." Close your eyes and you can recall the deafening words of Yiermi that day, hitting the depths of the soul, like the bells of Buddhist temples struck one hundred and eight times on the first day of the new year, and the reverberation of bronze bells It rippled around and around, lingering in the depths of his soul, lasting longer than the lingering sound for three days.

"Why don't you join the world." After the enlightenment, the pungent smell rushed from the end of the tail vertebrae to the top of the sky, dispelling the bustling smoke all over the place.

Knocking on the wooden fish made a "dong dong dong dong" sound, and the small mallet seemed to hit his heart.

"Join the WTO."

Then the cassock was stained with blood, the Zen staff entered the world, and the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform carried the butcher knife into the mortal world, vowing to kill all evil spirits in the world.

Yiermi also nodded slightly to Qingxing Deng, and the bell made a "ding" sound at the right time, waking up the others who were stunned by Qingfangzhu's appearance.

"Long time no see, Master Qingfang."

"Is there any evil?" He didn't need to turn his head to feel the miasma coming from behind him like a shadow. With a wave of his Zen stick, the clear Buddha's breath dispelled the endless darkness.

Abe Seimei had an epiphany, he knew why Ilmi called Aobozu out, the perennial Qingdeng ancient Buddha accompanied the monster is the natural enemy of yin qi, the pure and yang power with the intention of purification is more useful than spiritual power, With a wave of his Zen stick, he can dissipate the Yin Qi that is so thick that it can almost condense into liquid, which is much more convenient than their purification one by one.

What's more, his cards are not limited to that.

Bright light flashed from his Zen stick, as if radiating in all directions, and the Yin energy was unbearable to the radiation, and he automatically retreated.

"Turn into dust, let the leaves fall back to their roots!"

The yin energy permeating the entire forest receded.

Aobozu knew that the task was completed, so he didn't stop much, and went wherever he came from, his body disappeared, leaving no space for Abe Seimei and others to look at him a few more times.

SR and SSR-level shikigami sign a two-way contract. Il fans summon them, but for youkai, they come and go whenever they want. From the affiliation of this contract, they cannot be said to be Il The shikigami of Mimi is just a mutual help between the two parties in the contract. Anyway, the purpose of Ilmi is just to complete the scroll of the Hyakki Night Walk. The big monsters are all very individual, which does not help him develop his career, not to mention that he is in a hurry to find him now. Curt has no other evil thoughts, so he is barely satisfied with the current situation.

Yier fan: With the charm of the little fairy, how could there be monsters who refuse? Hehe.

He is the world's number one young public servant!

Uchiha Madara: Huh.

The world's number one Grand Duke is watching you from behind.

Qingfangzhu's help made their way forward smooth, but even without the yin energy, the forest still looked uneven.

When Yimulian guards the northern forest, everything here is full of vigor and vitality. Described in the way of primary school students' writing, the sky is blue, the trees are green, and the grass is fragrant.

But this is not the case now. The sun is covered by dark clouds. Not only is there no bright sunshine, but there are even gusts of overcast wind.

The woods are also very gloomy, only the outermost layer can be seen, and the inside is bottomless darkness. I don't know if it is due to poor vision. Cuizi, who has been to the northern forest, feels that the leaves are much darker.

"It's not an illusion, Master Cuizi." Cuizi asked a question, and Abe Seimei answered, reaching out to pick off a leaf, not afraid of getting any bad breath, merging the index and middle fingers together, stroking the leaf like stroking the blade to test its sharpness, and following His hand passed by, and the dark color faded a lot.

"It's Yin Qi." He said, "The Yin Qi that has penetrated into the tree's body."

This is not so good, Yuan Boya stroked his bow and arrow, he has the eyes of a warrior, penetrates the quiet and deep woods, and explores the depths, looking at him, he can't wait to take out a bow and arrow and shoot all the way forward, covering the people around him. The polluted trees are purified together.

But he is not a reckless person. He knows that this road is blocked. The northern forest is the territory of Yimulian. This forest is under his protection. The famous things are bound by an invisible curse. his.

Yimulian, as the guardian of the big demon, signed a contract with every plant and tree here. Now that the forest is polluted, it also shows the danger of the guardian in a sense. If they guessed correctly, he has probably been killed. Yin air is polluted.

For most monsters, yin energy is energy, which can make their monster power stronger, but monsters like Aofangzu and Yimoren who are surrounded by pure energy are exceptions.For them, Yin Qi is poison, which will only bring negative impressions. The body will be destroyed from the inside, and the mind will become insane.

It turns out that, after hearing the expert's explanation, Yiermi finally realized what the black shadow that appeared at the position of Yimulian on the scroll of Hyakki Yexing was, it was Yin Qi.

Yin Qi has already invaded his body, covered his bones, and filled the shell full of clear aura, that's why he formed a black shadow with a complete human shape.

Is Yimulian completely depraved?

No, he quietly tore open the SSR Shikigami picture scroll in the blind spot of other people's vision. The body covered in yin was still struggling, but the black was getting thicker and thicker, and the strength of Yimulian's struggle was getting weaker and weaker. I am afraid that if he is not found again, the matter will be irreversible.

The northern forest is so big, which direction should he go?

Yi Ermi closed his eyes, and the road ahead was clearly unfolded in front of his eyes. The place he was going to was not the place with the most yin, but relying on his own intuition, or luck beyond the limits of human beings, he traced out the Just a straight line.

He thought, the struggling SSR monster he was looking for was at the other end of the straight line.

This forest is really weird, and the onmyojis can't feel the slightest breath of monsters. No matter it's Cuizi, Hidemoto Hanakaiin, Abe Seimei, Minamoto Hiroya, they can't tell where Yimulian is in this forest. In a corner, in desperation, Abe Seimei, who knew the most spells, took out a talisman paper with five stars painted on it, and tried to divination.

But you don't need to try to know that the success rate of divination here is extremely low, and the degree of this forest is so dense that it is close to the underworld, and all creatures in this world will be suppressed.

He was about to use too much spiritual power for divination, but found that Il, who had been taciturn along the way, was fascinated, and walked straight in a certain direction, and the sound of his footsteps spoke of firmness without words.

It seemed that he didn't need to make a move anymore, Qingming took back the talisman paper like a gentleman, and followed Yi Ermi forward without thinking.

For this mysterious painter who appeared suddenly, he can't say that he trusts or doesn't trust. If he really wants to say it, there is probably no one in Ping'an capital that he can trust.

But, it's very interesting. He unfolded the folding fan to cover the lower half of his face. Abe Seimei's smiling appearance is easily reminiscent of a fox. He was originally a mystic, and he became interested in another mystic. The fox's Curiosity is not so easily quelled.

"I heard." Cuizi, who was listening to the voice of nature, put her hand next to her ear, and she heard the painful groan of the big monster.

This sound did not come out at a glance, but as it got closer to his position, the flowers, plants and trees around him were more affected, and he couldn't make a sound, but the once-prosperous trees would clamor for him, and the twisted and twisted branches would tell His pain, sluggishness, and curled up leaves show the appearance of the monster. The connection that was originally covered in a layer of fog can be seen through the clouds because it is getting closer to the Lord. Countless thin lines representing the contract all point in the same direction.

Yimulian is just ahead.

Something suddenly rushed out of the forest.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu——” A shadow engulfed in the black air slammed into the barrier that Abe Seimei temporarily set up, and a crack appeared on the protective shell covering everyone. It will shatter in one shot.

Yuan Boya's bow and arrow have played a role at this moment. As a long-range attack weapon, the black shadow at a moderate distance from them is an ideal distance. Putting the arrow on the bow, his spiritual power is as hot and bright as a flame , with the momentum of burning everything, rushed towards the black shadow.

Although he looked devoid of consciousness, the monster shrouded in black air still had reflexes, and stumbled to dodge Yuan Boya's bow and arrow, while the red-haired man who rarely missed the target groaned, quite unhappy.

However, his bow and arrow had too much spiritual power, just by brushing against the monster, part of the yin qi lingering around him was also dispelled, and most of his body was exposed, which shocked everyone present.

"Is it too late?" Cuizi said, with compassion in her eyes, she felt sad for the monster's fate.

Yimulian, not to mention turning back to a monster that is graceful and graceful like a god, is polluted by Yin Qi. After a long time, he might not even save his life, right?

Something is wrong, Ilmi thought, he shouldn't be like this.

The Hundred Ghosts Night Scroll is his good helper, the Yimulian on it is obviously still struggling, and the Yin Qi has not completely swallowed him up, there must be other reasons for being polluted like this.

"Although it is an SSR-level monster, its composition is different." He suddenly remembered what Qing Xingdeng said when he was chatting with him. The monster who loves to listen to stories is also very good at talking. Or it is the truth of the world from her mouth that adds a lot of fun.

"The most special ones are Yan Mo and Yimulian." She said, "Don't look at them as monsters, but whether it is Yan Mo who is still performing the duties of the gods or the degenerated Yimulian, they all have the seal of the gods."

"The seal of the gods is the basis for the existence of the gods. Although Yimulian has become a monster, you can tell that his seal is still intact just by looking at the clear aura around him." The woman sitting on the lantern approached Yiermi, "You probably will Get along pretty well."

Most of the mysterious people walking in the world are related to Gao Tianyuan or the Indian Buddhism from the other side of the sea. She probably regards the non-human Ilmi as the reincarnation of a certain god, whether it is in the sky or underground, even if it is a god from the other side Or guarding the existence of Huangquan, for the sake of being a god, Yimulian will not embarrass him.

Gather the energy on his eyes and look at Yimulian. Sure enough, the divine seal that should have been shining with golden light disappeared. His divine seal has been taken away."

Hearing what Irmi said, although Abe Seimei remained calm, the expressions of the others became more serious with the naked eye. The deprivation of the god seal and pure yin energy entering the body are two concepts. They are all registered in Gaotianyuan, unlike those small gods who do not know whether they came from the land or the mountains by accident. Although Yimulian lost his followers, he became a big monster, unlike those small gods who disappeared without believers. The situation is completely different, and in a sense, this is also the credit of the seal of God.

Although the brilliance of his divine seal has faded, after all, there is no power of faith in it, but the remaining godhead can already do a lot of things. Being able to take this away first proves that the blade is superior in both strength and resourcefulness, and will The SSR guarding one side has become so harmful, the picture is not small.

"Anyway, let's stop him first." Abe Seimei, who is able to do anything with ease, showed a headache expression. Even though he knew that Yimulian couldn't hear what they said now, he still held his folding fan and said to him, "I'm sorry, Yimu Even my lord."

No matter which one of the few present present can single out the SSR, except for the little fairy.

He can crush SSR with Gundam.

It's okay for a few people to get together to stabilize an SSR and fight monsters. Even if the big monster is delirious and almost insane, he can't feel pain when he is attacked, and his blood is flowing like a river, but he still kills the enemy with a thousand words and loses eight. Bai's big move, but thanks to his insanity, he had no strategy to speak of when attacking. Although the blood was thick and the lethality was not small, he was still defeated after a quarter of an hour and was tied up by a rope made of Zen paper. It's solid.

The witch's Zen paper has a purifying effect, and he was trapped in the five-star array drawn by the onmyoji. There were also a few arrows with active Boya violent spiritual energy inserted in the surrounding ground, and the black energy on his body dissipated but he was not close. But he was still delirious, the gorgeous kimono was dark in color, and even the red dragon behind him was ashamed.

"Is there any other way?" The younger Hua Kaiyuan looked at the great onmyoji who was already well-known in Kyoto, and the other two who were at a loss what to do also looked at him.

Qingming's methods are unpredictable, and he knows endless spells. According to his ability, he should be able to handle this situation that they all find difficult, right?

Abe Seimei looked helpless. Although they all placed hope in him, he really didn't know what to do this time. After all, everything in the world cannot escape the principle of equivalent exchange. In this way, to restore Yimulian, it is no longer a solution that can be solved by pulling out Yin Qi. His divine seal is nowhere to be found, and there is no way to deal with it even if he wants to.

In the eyes of these psychic power users, Yimulian, who has lost the seal of God, seems to have a big hole in his body out of thin air, and his little spiritual energy flows into an unknown abyss, and the black energy that fills up occupies his meridians It flows to the limbs and bones, even if they continue to input spiritual energy, it will not help.

Yiermi doesn't care what other people are thinking. He is now focusing on Yimulian. Nothing happens to this monster. What if something happens to his Hyakki Yakino scroll?

Il fans have always wanted to go, Nanika is not around and he doesn't have the ability to heal, wait, heal?

He suddenly paused, and his mind was wide open. If the Yin Qi can cause damage to Yimulian and the God Seal he lacks is considered to be part of his body, then can the breath of the archangel, which can heal all negative damage, be used on him? ?

He already has Yalujia in the Hunter World, so it’s good to let that child do the healing. For him, the three "Archangel's Breath" rewarded by the previous mission are like tasteless ribs. Isn't it just right on Yimulian?

The system said: "Wait, I'll check." He entered the basic panel, checked the type judgment of Yimulian's damage debuff, and said to the Il fans halfway.

"Yes." A rare and reliable system, "Although it is far-fetched, it can be judged as an injury."

As long as it's an injury, Yi Ermi's mouth covered by the bamboo hat hooked slightly, and the breath of the archangel can heal all injuries.

He stepped forward and politely said to the other people who were at a loss: "Let me try." Pretending to be unfathomable, "Perhaps, maybe I can solve this problem."

If Yimulian is regarded as an ordinary human being, the influence of yin qi on him is like a virus, and the imprint of God is the immune system.The speed of reproduction is super fast and the contagious and strong virus is raging in his body. The immune system fails to defend against these unexpected visitors from outside. The inside of his body has become a battlefield, and the clear aura is stubbornly resisting. He was retreating steadily, and his direction was about to be completely defeated, but Yiermi's card pulled him back from the precarious lifeline.

Hold the card with the index finger and middle finger, half kneel in front of Yimulian.

"Use the breath of the Archangel." He spoke in a low voice to prevent his image from being damaged. After all, neither the appearance nor the name of the card matches the style of the world. spell.

The translucent woman spread her wings in the air, reminding the psychic user of a tengu, but her wings were not black, and she had a compassionate expression on her face, like a bodhisattva who could save all living beings.

It is also possible to forcibly summon the angels of the West in the ancient East.

She blew one breath at Yimu who was lying on the ground dying, and something surprising happened.

The melanin condensed on the monster's body seems to have seen a natural enemy, and retreats like a tide. The powerless dragon suddenly supports his head and walks behind him. The first beam of light penetrates the clouds and shines on Yimulian. Glittering in the sun.

The forest was awakened, the sleeping animals reappeared, and the northern forest took on a new look in an instant, which indicated that the physical condition of its owner improved in an instant.

Unbelievably, Abe Seimei opened his spiritual vision and looked at Ichimulian again. Not to mention the yin energy that had been cleared away, the hole that seemed to be a bottomless pit before was filled. stay away.

How did he do that?

Everyone looked at Ilmi with surprise in their eyes. Whether it was looking for the god seal that was brought back somewhere, or creating it out of thin air, this is not the power of human beings, even ordinary gods cannot do it.

Who is the mysterious painter who holds the scroll of the night walk of the ghosts.

Just like what I said before, every world follows the principle of equivalent exchange. What you get, you have to give. The breath of an archangel cannot be created out of thin air. The so-called healing is just to consume the energy stored in the card. for the purpose of treatment.

If you talk about the divine seal, of course it is impossible to create it out of thin air, it is just returned to the original owner. Fortunately, it has not been long since it was separated, and the divine seal has not been fused into your body by someone with evil intentions. Otherwise, even if it is a few It's useless to use up all of Zhang's "Archangel's Breath". At that time, the only one who can solve the current problem is Nanika, right?

Yi Mu Lian, who was stared at by Wu Shuang Zhaozi, moved slightly, and the sound of his shallow breathing missed a beat. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and radiance flashed from his half-closed pupils.

It is not the warm green of emerald, with a bright luster, reminiscent of the tsavorite deep in the cracks of the rock, more intoxicating than the slightly drunk spring breeze in the afternoon.

Emerald eyes purer than a baby, more transparent than the sky.

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Recently, the style of painting is a bit literary.