The most beautiful blade in the world

Abe Seimei couldn't let such a newly born god hang around outside.

The god in front of him had just been born, and the coercion he displayed inadvertently surpassed many big monsters.Such strength can be called terrifying.

However, this is still a god cast by a sword.

It's not that he has any prejudice against the attributes of gods, but that gods formed with murder weapons as their bodies are always easier to kill.

The situation in Ping'an capital is not good recently. If this god breaks in regardless of the situation, it will definitely cause chaos.

Even if he didn't enter Ping'an capital, if he went to other places with a lot of aura, he might be attracted by Hei Qingming and the others.

Abe Seimei's head hurts when he thinks of this god who is so powerful from birth being drawn by Hei Seimei to deal with him together.

Isn't it just paying some advanced enchantment cards, no big deal, no, no big deal...

Seeing the expression on Abe Seimei's face, Miriyue sensed something, and touched her finger, which had a mustard seed on it.

This was discovered on the first night after his birth.When I wanted to rest, my hand touched the mustard seed unconsciously, as if I didn't need to think about it, a softness came out from it.

Sanriyue didn't know where this mustard seed came from, and she didn't know why she was so proficient in using it. In short, it was just her own.

He probed his spiritual sense in with ease, checked it, and took out a medicine bottle the size of a thumb.

The thin man in the gauntlet stroked the shell of the medicine bottle. He felt that he would never use this thing.But after the onmyoji in front of him needed it, San Riyue gave the medicine bottle out without hesitation.

"Just treat it as a boarding fee."

"Master Sanriyue, you don't need to be so polite."

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's just a pill, I think you might need it." San Riyue plugged the medicine bottle without any refusal.

"If you don't want to treat it as a lodging fee, then treat it as a casual gift."

Abe Seimei had no choice but to thank him and took the medicine bottle.This made him feel a lot better about receiving trouble.After all, a god with a gentle temperament who still remembers to give gifts to the host family is always cuter than a god like Ibaraki Doji, isn't it?

But as far as this pill bottle is concerned, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't think it's true why it says 'it works for him'.

A newly born god can have something in his hand.In particular, this god who is still a sword is formed, and he is not a ghost related to it. How can there be any research on medicine.

With that in mind, Abe Seimei still thanked her, and carefully prepared to put away the gift she received.

The snow-white and jade-run medicine bottle was very cute in the palm of his hand. He turned the bottle and saw the lettering on it, and he froze.

'Healing Soul Pill'

Abe Seimei looked at the elixir in his hand, and his whole body froze. What the god said just now kept echoing in his mind.

'It's just a pill that you seem to need. '

'...I think you seem to be able to use it. '

For a long time, Abe Seimei, who lost his memory and only existed in black Seimei, was about to explode.

He stood up abruptly, "What do you know?!"

"Master Seimei?!"

A small blue figure jumped out of the maple leaf forest, holding firewood in his hands.

The boy had just returned with the firewood when he saw the scene in front of him.

Master Qingming stood up abruptly, confronting a strange being with a pleading expression.And the one whose back was worth it, was still sitting on the rock and didn't get up.

The situation is not so critical!

The boy immediately threw away the firewood in his hand, and rushed up with flapping wings, "Master Qingming, please be careful."

His flying speed was not too slow, he rushed directly in front of Abe Seimei, stood in front of Abe Seimei, and looked directly at this existence who didn't know where he jumped out.

The moment he met the eyes of this unknown being, Tong Nan's whole body fell into the crescent moon of the other's eyes, and his whole body was stuck.

An indescribable cold gripped his heart, freezing his whole body.The virgin boy's wings that were flying in the air stopped for a moment, and then fell straight down.

He felt as if he had returned to the time when he was still a human being, playing with his sister in autumn, and accidentally fell into the lake full of moonlight.

This psychedelic and cold feeling is exactly the same.

"Tongnan, I'm fine, step back quickly."

Abe Seimei noticed the strangeness of his shikigami, and directly stretched out his hand to pull his shikigami back to his side.

As soon as he raised his hand, Yanling Bind, who was supposed to be released, changed temporarily, and Yanling Shou was released.

He didn't find out why, he didn't release the Word Spirit Binding, and he didn't choose to take the initiative to attack, but chose the more conservative Word Spirit·Shou.

He had a feeling that his speech skills might not have any effect on this lord god.

People with spiritual power always exist for the future haori, and the stronger the ability, the higher the authenticity of the prediction.

Abe Seimei still has some trust in his own strength, he feels that his words have no effect on the god in front of him.

Not only did he feel that his speech spirit might not work, but the moment he released the spell, he felt a feeling like facing the starry sky.

A deep sense of powerlessness.What happens when you cast a spell on a starry sky? Nothing changes.

This is what he felt the moment he raised his hand.

This time, Abe Seimei looked more carefully at the god sword of the Sanjo family.

"I'm very sorry, my shikigami thought I was being attacked, so I behaved a little rudely."

"Hahaha, it's okay, this is a very loyal shikigami, isn't he, what he said should be praised."

"Ah, that's right."

A gust of night wind blows, dark clouds cover the moon overhead.

In the maple leaf forest where the sun has set, the wind brings a bit of chill.The fiery red leaves exude a strange purple color in the night, and with the sound of the wind blowing, the leaves make a 'salsa' sound.

The dark clouds in the sky moved slowly, and the moonlight shone down again, shining on Sanri Yue Zongjin's face.The two crescent moons in the other party's eyes glowed faintly in the moonlight.

In the silence, Abe Seimei heard himself say: "Excuse me, my lord, how did you know about my split soul?"

"How do you know?" The adult opposite seemed to be asked this question, tilted his head slightly, and the hair on the top of his head shook.

"Well, if I have to describe it, it's what I saw."

"have witnessed?"

"Hahaha, I did see it. In my eyes, your figure is hazy, and it seems to be only half of you."

Abe Seimei's body flickered, is his soul like this now?

The god with a mean face is still there, sitting on the stone, looking at him and saying: "It's really amazing. If it weren't for your strength, I'm afraid the corpse would have been exposed anywhere Alright."

Abe Seimei's voice was a little weak, "Thank you so much for your compliment."

Abe Seimei didn't quite believe this answer, but he had to believe it.

The strength of this newborn god is really too strong.It's really normal to be able to do things that other people can't.

Although no one among the people and monsters he has encountered since he lost his memory has ever told him that he found that his soul was divided into two halves.

Under normal circumstances, no one can see that he divides himself into good and evil.

Even the ghost messengers Hei and Bai who work for the underworld, the two master ghost messengers, did not notice any abnormalities in him when they came into contact with each other.

Even in the underworld, the ghost messengers who are in charge of dealing with souls every day have not discovered the situation. How did this newly born god see it?And this just-right pill.

Sanriyue watched the other party sit back in a daze, and didn't say anything else, just waited for the other party to start on the road again, follow up, and rest in a place with sufficient spiritual energy.

As for the Soul Harmonizing Pill, it was just a gift that was handed out casually.It is the most appropriate to use the strength of Yi opponent now.

The moment he saw the other party's soul, the word 'cut the three corpses' came to his mind.

San Riyue raised her hand to her forehead, feeling a little confused, what exactly is 'cut three corpses'?

At the moment when his doubts first arose, a young man's earnest teaching voice emerged in his mind.

One of the steps in beheading the three corpses is to cut off the evil thoughts. The three corpses are like their own incarnations outside the body. After beheading, they can become holy. '

He heard his own voice rising.

'Master, shall we also take this step? '

'No, what our sect pursues is what we really want, why should we be beheaded?Just from the heart. '

The flashing memory made San Riyue lower her eyes, he had discovered something was wrong before, and now he confirmed it even more.His own memory, together with the power of chaos, seemed to be isolated.

I don't know where I heard the word 'cut the three corpses', but I always feel that it fits the opponent's current situation.

However, he always felt that the opponent's strength was not enough to kill three corpses, which was why he became like this.

But what about the other party has nothing to do with him, does it?

Sanriyue has already sent out the Hehun Pill that can change the situation, as to whether there will be any changes, that is not his business.

He, now just wants to find a suitable place, integrate his own power well, and find his own memory.

So thought the god who was sitting on the stone and waiting for the time of encountering the devil to pass before setting off.

When the Maple Leaf Forest fell into silence, the Santiao family had restarted the smelting work.

Originally, the smelting of swords and swords had been going on, but after the appearance of that god, it was passed on for some reason, and many things could not go on.

Especially with the onmyoji here.The members of the Santiao family were already flustered, for fear that the great onmyoji would see something wrong.

In the end, when Lord Sanri Yuezong appeared, the clansmen who were not present went up to deal with it.

Fortunately, the great onmyoji didn't find anything wrong.The members of the Santiao family couldn't tell if they were lucky or worried.

Fortunately, this great Onmyoji didn't realize that he had forged a god.In this way, to a certain extent, it avoids the situation where the high-level executives make excessive demands, such as asking them to keep creating the fate of the magic knife.

But on the other hand, a newly born god, who claims to be the most powerful Great Onmyoji in Heianjing, cannot be found, so the other great monsters...

Sanjo fell into an unspeakable sense of fear. In this era of rampant monsters, is there any Shinto figure more powerful than the Great Onmyoji?

Obviously, it's gone. If this monster, who can't even detect it, it's fine if they're here. If something goes wrong with the little monster, it's a big loss.

Everyone in the Sanjo family held a sorrow to see through the world, replaced the spells from the small shrine before, and used the spells left by Abe Seimei, and pasted them all in every corner of the house.

Just peace of mind.

This move hits the right button.The little monsters who originally left to hide because of Abe Seimei were directly blocked by the formation this time.

Daojian Fusangshen was not blocked, not even discovered by the spell.

The gods recognized by Gao Tianyuan are allowed to go anywhere in the human world.

Ranto Shiro stood next to the door, carefully looking at the scene inside.

He grabbed Yizhenda Dao beside him, "Look, this is the Santiao Smelter."

"...Let, let me go."

Ranto Shiro didn't notice the weak struggle of the swordsman at all, but watched the forging process inside with great interest.

"Is this the Santiao family loved by the god judges? It's great."

Beside him, without the cover of the cloak, Yamabuchi Kunihiro shrank pitifully in the corner.

His cloak was directly confiscated because the color was too eye-catching.

Ranto Shiro turned his head and looked at Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who was huddled into a ball, "Why don't you come and see, Yamabagiri, this is a scene that the Toki no Government can't see."

The time that the Government of Time can control is only the Warring States period and after the Warring States period.

The government of time is still unable to touch this era of coexistence of humans and monsters and gods.

Therefore, it is time to see the most famous Sanjo smelting.

Yamabuki Kunihiro hesitated for a moment, carefully poked his head, and glanced through the gap. The three craftsmen were working hard, and the sound of 'dongdong' could be heard endlessly.They are forging swords.

Yamabasaki looked at that section of knife, a little envious.These forged swords must be real famous swords, unlike him... they are just imitation swords.

"Yamabagiri—"

"Hiss!" The blond Fu Sangshen shrank back in horror, and saw Ranto Shiro squatting in front of him with a helpless expression on his face.

"Really, didn't you just confiscate your cloak?"

The blond-haired sword Fusangshen suddenly fell down, "...my imitation sword is to be concealed."

"What are you talking about, aren't you cute?"

"No, don't call me cute!"

Rantoshiro hastily held down Yamabashi Kirihiro, "Shhhh! Keep your voice down!"

"...hug, sorry."

"Really." Ranto Shiro looked around, but fortunately no one noticed anything unusual.The craftsmen in the room were still working, but under the sound of knocking, no one heard their whispered conversation.

He squatted down again, "I was almost discovered."

"Sorry, it's all because of my imitation knife..."

"Hey, I'll get angry if you do this again." Ranto Shiro raised his eyebrows, "As a sword, you are Kunihiro's proud work, and in terms of reputation, you are much bigger than me."

The blond-haired Touken Fusangshen stared wide-eyed, "..."

"What kind of knife do you call 'this kind of knife'? Wouldn't it be Kunihiro's masterpiece?"

"Of course I am Kunihiro's masterpiece!"

"That's fine. You are already a famous swordsman, so what else is there. If you insist on telling your background, California Qingguang will beat you. His temper is not good in this Honmaru."

The blond-haired Toujian Fusangshen was a little sluggish, "No, I just..."

"Does it have to be His Royal Highness Sankayue from the Sanjo family? To be sought after by everyone?" Ranto Shiro leaned against him.

"But only the Yizheng Dao is called Sanri Yue Zongjin, why do you use him for comparison?"

Yamabuki Kunihiro shook his head hastily, "I didn't compare it with Sankayueden."

"Then who do you want to compare with? In this pill, your body's reputation is already very high."

Yamabuki Kunihiro opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain, but he didn't say anything, finally sighed and shrank back.

Ranto Shiro: "..."

The girl-like sword leaned back against the wall, listening to the sound inside the three smelting, and also fell silent.

Sankai Yuezong is close, everyone in this pill, who is not envious.

Born in Sanjo famous family, the masters of the past generations are also very famous, and they treat swords with great care.In addition, his own strength is also strong, the sword god is beautiful, and the human form is more meandering. Isn't there only one such existence.

I don't know how many god judges are flocking to this vibrating sword, and there is also Xiaohuwan from the Santiao family.

Even this sword, a short sword with the same edge attributes as most of their Awataguchi, is only because of the sword of the Sanjo family, it is nicknamed the "Sanjo Big Brother".

In his original Honmaru, the god judge firmly believed that if he treated the Santiao Dao well, Mikazuki Zongjin might come to the Honmaru.

Obviously they are all short swords, and everyone's life is very difficult, but because Imaken is a member of the Sanjo family, life is better than them.

Even Kunihiro Yamabasaki next to him, in the Honmaru where he is, Na Zhensan Basakiri took advantage of the initial sword, and the treatment is considered outstanding among all the swordsmen.

Ranto Shiro said with a hint of indifference, "Really, what are you feeling inferior about like you?"

He held the guard on his chest.There was a warm feeling inside.

This is the omamori handed out by the god-inspector who loved Mikami Tsukimunechi very much when he was still in Honmaru.

It's not the kind of thing mass-produced by the government of time, but made by the god judge himself.

It seems inappropriate to say that the god judge made it himself. It should be said that the swords provided their own handwork, the small cloth bag made by themselves, and the god judge provided the inside.

Each guard is a protective formation written by the god-inspector himself, and gemstones for praying for safety and herbs that are beneficial to the body are also put in.

Never expecting to get a gift from the god judge, Ranto Shiro hangs the guard on his chest.

"That's great, Lord God Judge." He muttered to himself.

Several figures jumped down from the wall, and Dagger and Wakizasa, headed by Yakuken Toshiro, gathered at the door.

"Luan, how about it, it's okay."

"Well, not at all. How is the situation after that?"

"That Zhensan Riyue Zongjin should be a sword in history. The sword Fusangshen has not yet been born. His Highness Sanriyue and all the adults of the Santiao family are not here."

Holding the knife in his hand, Horikawa Kunihiro was a little puzzled, "How could this be? With the hobbies and character of the God Judge, why didn't you come to Sanjo's house."

That's right, this is where Dagger and Wakizashi are confused.Lord God Judge likes the Santiao family so much, and Mikazuki Zongjin so much, so why don't you come and see Sankazuki Zongjin's saber shaker.

Hirano Fujishiro frowned, "What should I do? The situation doesn't seem to be as expected."

"It's troublesome, how can I find a god judge?"

"Hey, let me say." Ranto Shiro stood up, with a pure smile on his face, but a hint of madness in his eyes.

Yaken Toshiro looked over, "Huh? What's wrong."

"How about we stole Sanri Yuezong?"

"..."

"what?!!!"

"Who is there outside?!" This exclamation was really because there were too many people and the voice was too loud, so Santiao discovered it.

A few afterimages flashed by, and there was not even a leaf left on the scene.

Before the members of the Sanjo family appeared, the daggers had already left and returned to the gathering place.

As soon as Yaken Toshiro stood firm, he looked back at his younger brother, "Luan, are you crazy? This is something that changes history."

"Do you think the God Judge is referring to history. Moreover, in history, the Sanri Yuezong has no master since the beginning, and it has been in the Santiao family for a long time."

Yaken Toshiro had a headache, "That's why Tsukami Munechi should stay at Sanjo's house."

A slightly melancholy and lazy voice interjected, "I think it can be considered."

Yao Yan didn't pour it up in one breath, "Zong Sandian..."

"Because of the gods, it is impossible for the Santiao family to publicize the stolen sword. After all, this is too suspicious."

Zongsan paused for a moment and continued, "The sword that was forged by the gods was stolen just after being inspected by the onmyoji. There is always a feeling of destroying the evidence."

"What about those three items?"

"They will definitely use the same batch of blades to sharpen a similar sword, pretending that it is Mikazuki Zongjin."

"If they pretended to be successful, then we stole Sanka Yue Zongjin, and it would be useless to spread this information."

"No..." The smile on the corner of Zong San's mouth was as terrifying as those big names.

"This is somewhat different from the historical records. Therefore, it is enough to make the judges think that the Sanri Yuezong has been stolen."

He will definitely find the God Judge.

They don't have to go everywhere to find the judge.

The author has something to say: 'Scheming' Fan Zongsan: ... As a bird in prison, I have learned something after all. This is the compensation of fate, right?

Dagger Wakizashi: wait for the judge to come to your door.jpg

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who pins his hope on the goblins: ...

Putting hope on Genji's subordinate Higiri: ...

The three big bosses who pinned their hopes on Hei Seimei Shikigami: ... Who wants to steal our brother? !

Sanriyue (takes out a lot): Steal whatever you want, I will lose if I steal it all