The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

Tsuchimikado Itsuki was about to do something, but he didn't stay for long after sending off Jiumei, and his consciousness returned to Kibune Shrine.When he opened his eyes again, he looked at the light from the sky leaking through the crack of the door, and smiled faintly.Occasionally there were onmyojis from Yumenyuan's family coming and going outside the door. He thought they were busy extracting and transporting spiritual power. Thinking about it this way, these people were very suitable for the curse, which he learned from a wandering monk.

All things have animism, and all things have a curse, so all things in the world are the eyes, ears and medium of the caster.He embraces the medium of all things, and uses evil thoughts as firewood, as long as there is such a little spark...

Tsuchimikado Itsuki looked at the dark red Pluto that appeared on his fingertips, and Pyoto carried his curse on his body, like a dark fire.Suddenly he shook his hand, and the underworld butterfly was divided into one hundred, and the phantom body passed through the physical prison and scattered towards the entire shrine.

It was dark.

At twilight, the usual mediocre meals were delivered.The onmyoji who delivered the food coughed a few times as soon as he went out, and couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly around his body, suspecting that he had caught a cold inadvertently.What he couldn't see was that Nether Butterfly flew past him, put down a corner of the curse, and then continued to fly high.There were some dark flocs gathered around the Onmyoji, and they kept gushing out of his body as he coughed.

[This little flame ignites the evil thoughts in people's hearts and the evil things they have done. 】

In the past year in Heianjing, the wandering monk said with dark eyes.

【Evil will turn into fluff, filling every breath, making it impossible to live or die. 】

【Ha ha ha ha!The world is clean!This world is the pure land! 】

The wandering monk's thoughts were of course extreme. He set the standard of evil too low, so most of the people in Heianjing fell ill at that time.Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei cooperated with Kamo's family, and led Kamo's Heihu, the head of the family to protect the constitution, to kill the wandering monk in the field of encountering demons.The wandering monk was dying and struggling, and the curse fell on the great Onmyoji, and pure white snow flew out unexpectedly.

The wandering monk was stunned, and then laughed, there really are such glorious people in this world.

He killed himself with a smile. Before he died, he actually handed the curse to the Great Onmyoji, and then died with a strange smile.

[If one day, Abe Seimei wants to make this world a pure land...]

[Ha...hahaha...how interesting! 】

The Great Onmyoji was not provoked by him, Heian capital is already a comfortable place, evil thoughts must exist, this is the natural ability of human beings.The Great Onmyoji listed that technique as a forbidden technique, and even He Mao's family didn't give it to him because it was too dangerous.

Now Tsuchimikado Itsuki is using the improved curse, and the standard of evil is set higher, but it seems that even so, few onmyojis from the Mimonin family can escape.

Who can blame this?After doing all the evil things, there will be ghosts and gods knocking on the door.

The curse spread like a plague, and the shrine was filled with coughing, lamenting, and fear.The leading onmyoji was in a state of desperation and had no time to embarrass Itsuki Tsuchimikado. After submitting an application for assistance to the main family, he came back and was shocked to find that he also started coughing.He has strong spiritual power, and he can vaguely see the flocs floating in the air, and the black clouds are layered over the shrine, making it hard to breathe.

"Where's the medium? Have you found the medium?!" He asked the onmyoji under him sternly. The onmyoji's face was pale, and he barely suppressed the cough that reached his throat.

"No, I didn't find it..."

"waste!"

The leading onmyoji kicked over his subordinates, gasping for breath.He felt some huge shadows attacking him, the sense of oppression and suffocation made him take a few steps back, and sat down on the ground in a daze.

Will he... die...

He looked at his hands, and suddenly found that there were also large black spots under the nails.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Why? !Why is he infected later, but the onset is faster than others? !Isn't he the one who dies first? !

He desperately asked his family for help again and again, and finally, someone in his family was also infected with the curse.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki's goal has been achieved.

He took back all the underworld butterflies that had been released, and then he was the home of all spirits in the world.Of course, the medium cannot be found, because his medium is everything, as big as a beam, as small as a grasshopper, horizontally laid bricks and stones, and even a few leaves brought by the wind... Touch it and you will be in it If you touch the curse, you will be judged whether the evil has reached the standard. This is a cold and harsh trial.

This is--

The young man was still sitting upright in the quiet room, with chains attached to his body, but his eyelids were slightly raised, revealing a pair of slightly blue black eyes.

The spell of the Great Onmyoji.

Seimei Mimonin was devastated by this curse, and with his ability, he couldn't find a medium, which was completely unimaginable in the past.

He realized that there was an amazing conjurer fighting with him in the dark, why?He didn't remember that he had offended a conjurer of this level, and this kind of talent should be under his command.The letter that he received soon answered his doubts. The letter was brought by Nether Butterfly. Such an unruly elf would actually send a letter for others, which shows the powerful ability of the conjurer.

The letterhead was written by Tsuchimikado Itsuki's left hand, with sharp and jagged strokes. This font was practiced by him during the burning of Heiankyo. It really looks like an evil magician.

[I've seen Yuan Xinzhi's curse, it's very interesting. 】

[I want to play a game with you. 】

I don't know if it's a causal loop, but the method he used to threaten Genji was thrown back on his face.He thought it was the onmyoji enshrined by Genji, and even asked like this, but he didn't expect the other party to laugh directly in the next letter.

[Genji, heh. 】

"Oh!" Tsuchimikado Yiyue had a bitter face, and Yuan Yiheng, who had just rolled up the newspaper and gave him a note, smiled coldly.

"No, isn't it a good idea to discuss this? Genji must be taken out." Tsuchimikado Itsuki felt very aggrieved, "Even the letter was written by Yoshihira, so why is he angry again?"

"..."

Leave me alone?Just get angry!

Jiumei looked at the unreasonable Yuan Yiheng, then at Tsuchimekon Yiyue, and suddenly smiled.The little paper crane squatted on her shoulder, showing considerable contempt for the master and his friends.

It completely forgot about its own self.

"How far is your spell affecting?" Yuan Yiheng asked, "I see that there are related reports in the city now, and it is suspected to be a new type of plague."

"Plague is a good name." Tsuchimikado Itsuki smiled, "The range is around Mimonin and Kibune Shrine, and I have controlled it. As for the affected... it is not considered affected in the strict sense. This curse is the best. Good at detecting the maliciousness of people's hearts, I have set a very high standard for evil, and I will be liquidated only if I touch my life."

His expression was a little light for a moment.

"What I didn't expect was that almost all the Yumonin were recruited, especially the onmyoji who stayed at the Kibune Shrine. The result of the annihilation of the entire army really saved me a lot of time."

"Do you know what Seimei wants to do?"

"Well, almost. The curse that humans cannot resist, the alien may be able to, he may pay a price to bring a few evil spirits from hell, the alien is indeed not affected by this curse."

Devils in hell...

Minamoto Yoshihira still didn't know the relationship between Yamata no Orochi and Tsuchimikado Itsuki at this time, his memory of Yamata no Orochi stayed in the narrow space where the little bastard approached the snake, and he was lucky enough to come back alive.But since hell is the passage of the little bastard, it must be under the sphere of influence of the little bastard

"Hell is under your control." He said firmly.

The little bastard smiled brightly at him.

"Of course, Brother Guang."

Yuan Yiheng took a deep look at him. Suddenly, the adjutant knocked on the door and came in, whispering:

"Master Heng, the Patriarch of the Yumen Academy has summoned you."

He came from a samurai family that had been loyal to Genji for generations, so he did not address Minamoto Yoshihira's official position, but only "Master Heng".Yuan Yiheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and got up straight away, knowing that Seimei was suspecting that Genji was behind it, and it didn't matter, he had already thought of an excuse.

Jiumei seemed a little worried, and walked a few steps outside the door with him.

"Don't follow." Yuan Yiheng walked out without looking back, his untwisted white hair gave off a sharp feeling.The adjutant hurriedly explained to the little girl, adding that his wife helped buy some new dresses and jewelry.

"Master Heng is just worried about Miss." The adjutant smiled, "Master Heng explained that all the new models are very popular for you, Miss, try it?"

Jiumei craned her neck to look at the back of Yuan Yiheng striding away, then lowered her head regretfully and nodded.

"Thank you."

"It's my job." The adjutant then turned to Tsuchimikado Itsuki, "Mr. Itsuki, do you want to stay here for dinner?"

Tsuchimikado Itsuki shook his head, "No, I'll wait for Brother Guang to come back safely before leaving."

Even though he was prepared, Brother Guang was in danger alone, so it was impossible for him not to worry.

"Then I'll serve you and Miss some tea and refreshments, please wait a moment."

On the other side, Yuan Yiheng walked into the main house of the Yumonin family. This is naturally not the core area of ​​the Yumenin, it's just that Seimei used to meet other people here.He found that this time, those onmyojis from the Yumenyuan family who had eyes above the top had changed from their previous arrogance, and all of them were frightened and their morale was extremely low.

He raised his eyebrows, not surprised, how can there be a good end to going against the little bastard?

... He completely forgot the past when the painful wall fell.

He waited outside for a while, and an onmyoji led him in, and he saw Qingming again.Regarding the fact that the other party is still naked, Minamoto Laiguang can not even lift his eyelids now, just concentrate on it, there is a sound of water, and the other party walks out of the bleeding pool, and the onmyoji handed him a clean cloth towel wipe.

"Someone cast a curse on Yumonin recently." The man's sharp eyes fell on Yuan Yiheng, "How do you explain it?"

Yuan Yiheng was not in awe, but smiled mockingly.

"Grandfather was cursed that day, and Genji had nowhere to go, so he invited many conjurers to come." He said, "It's obvious that Genji is not very good at spells?"

The man was not angry after hearing his disrespectful words, and fell into long-term thinking.

"Are there any conjurers who came to the door during that time that were conspicuous or inconspicuous?"

Yuan Yiheng answered neatly, what he was thinking about was the little bastard from the time when the city was burned.

"Yes, I always suspected that the person could break the curse, but in the end he walked away."

The man kept staring at him, weighing the truth of every sentence, and he spoke after a while, but changed the subject.

"Yuan Yiheng, do you want to live as a pure human being?"

The pupils of the white-haired young man suddenly constricted, this reaction pleased the man, and he was more confident about what he said next.

"I can wash away the blood of the white dragon for you, as long as Genji is willing to do one thing for me."

The white-haired youth looked at him and blinked slowly.

"I want to know what it is."

"It's a small matter." The man said, "I would like to invite Mrs. Ying Ji from the Nuliang Group to come to Yumenyuan's house as a guest."

That healing power...may be useful for this spell.