The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

The big snake neighed, and under the lead cloud of the torrential rain, countless snake demons began to breed.They belong to the same category as their own snake gods. Under normal circumstances, they are absolutely impossible to come to the human world, and they can only look out from the altar.

However, when Tsuchimikado Itsuki built the river, he had already incorporated the altar's mantra into it.He has already foreseen the sinister thoughts that another Seimei may have, and intends to let the other party who is trying to drag the world into hell experience the end of the road.

The giant snake rushed to the other side with lightning speed, with thunderclouds above its head and great water under its body, the strong wind and dots of flames that exploded for unknown reasons, brushed on his hard scales together, the snake god had a novelty at this moment Thoughts——

Facing the face is not wind and fire, but flowers.

He has dreamed of flowers for decades.

The flowering period is short, equal to the lifespan of a witch.Before someone worshiped him, he hibernated in winter; and when he got the priestesses as sacrifices, he finally had the opportunity to lean on the bodies of these fragile women, sit on the edge of the altar, and watch quietly. field flowers.

Everyone said that the snake god was unpredictable, he just didn't want to talk.

The flowers are so beautiful. When they bloom, the petals are feathery, transparent to the light, and deep when backlit.During the season of Genji's sacrifice, there are many flowers blooming all over the mountains and plains, and Dudu is far away from the altar.Once, the patriarch of a generation of Genji told him that because of the erosion of the power of the snake god, Huahui intentionally did not come in this direction.

The Genji patriarch also said that the shrine maiden is like a bright flower, possessing the most beautiful appearance in the world.

【So, I dedicate the maiden to you, and may you bless Genji forever. 】

The snake god attached to the witch didn't believe the patriarch's words, so the snake demon held a mirror for him, and the snake god looked at the face of the witch who was said to be like a flower in the mirror.Looking around, he only saw the face of a woman bleeding from seven holes, and the remaining consciousness made a hysterical and desperate look in his pupils.

……flower?laugh.

He kicked the Genji Patriarch out of the altar.

For the rest of the time, he quietly looked at the flowers that were far away from him, feeling that his body was overwhelmed and gradually disintegrated.At that time, Genji was still a small family with little reputation, and his control was not strong, so he sometimes saw people other than Genji, maybe a poor woodcutter, maybe a traveling nobleman.

The woodcutter always had a look of suffering on his face, just like the witch, he didn't like it very much.He likes those nobles, who wear elegant and loose clothes and fly around like a flock of birds, but most of the time they still stay in a cage called a "car".

Genji used his power and gradually gained the right to speak, and the snake god felt this from the sacrifices that were getting richer every year.Ignoring Genji Onmyouji's words of gratitude for his prostration, he stood up, the witch's body swayed and fell to the ground, his consciousness turned into a giant snake, and he watched indifferently as the witch's body turned into a snake.

Ah, turned into a snake again.

He already had many, many snakes, so many that he was irritable. The snake that the witch turned into was no different from other snakes. They were also trembling and courteous, and couldn't see the appearance of flowers.

He tied a knot to the snake, one knot after another, and the next year's sacrifice will come.

Genji sent a tomb-suppressing beast.

He heard the comments of those onmyojis, what kind of powerful spells they took out from some ancient tomb, and what miraculous effect it had on suppressing the overflowing evil spirits.He thought he should be angry, but instead of being angry, he smiled.

Funny, so is he, and so is Genji.

The existence of the tomb-suppressing beast has killed him a lot of time. This beast is a stern and talkative beast, because it stands outside the narrow room all the year round, and the scenery of the four seasons can be seen one by one.The tomb-suppressing beast watched too much, and would babble to him in the narrow room. There was an enchantment, and the signal was not very good, so he would listen and not listen.

Sometimes someone who rebelled against Genji died, and said what kind of new species of moth flew in the mountains, the little gathering of monsters is really interesting, and I must be a cat in my next life.

The last one is obviously carrying private goods.

The tomb-slayer who wanted to be a cat was once deceived by someone. The onmyoji only wanted to know the reason why Genji was prosperous, so he tricked the tomb-slayer, sneaked into the narrow room, and was torn to pieces in an instant.

He nearly laughed himself out of his stomach over it, and has since longed desperately for a few more fools to keep him entertained.

What are flowers?long forgotten.

The idiot didn't come again, the one who came was the martyr, the onmyoji dressed in white, who came to secretly visit Genji's altar, frowning worriedly.

The Snake God knew why Onmyoji was worried, and Genji was reluctant to part with his power, so he kept a narrow connection with this world for a long time, the yin energy flowed back, and the yang energy weakened.Even he himself could feel the turbulence in the narrow room from time to time. This was not something he did evil. The prison where he was held was not a good thing.

He even began to look forward to, when Zaza overturned the world, would he be able to get out from here?

go out……

After all, he was concerned about this matter, and he did not hesitate to give Genji more and more power.At this time, Genji is full of flowers and cooking, and no other family of onmyojis can compete with his momentum.Narrow cracks began to appear everywhere, small, and would be artificially sealed as soon as they appeared.

It doesn't matter, he is very patient, just give him more strength next time.

For him, it was a peaceful and hopeful waiting, but the tomb-slayer beast said that the outside world had completely turned upside down, and the Santu River was filled with dead souls. how many people.

The tomb-slayer felt pitiful, but he didn't. He asked the tomb-slayer instead, didn't the tree opposite the altar shed a lot of leaves and flowers every year?

In the eyes of gods, the death of a human being is no different from the falling leaves of a tree.

After all, who is more noble than whom?

With ecstasy, he looked forward to the end of this world, to the day when he would return to the world, like a speeding man, panting heavily, his eyes sparkling.At this moment, his ears are full of clamor and noise, he can't hear anything, and the noisy boiling sound fills the end of this world.

Noisy, noisy, noisy...Huh?

The sound stopped.

It was another year after the sacrifice, the world was exceptionally quiet, and no cracks appeared anywhere.He searched the reason from the witch's mind. It turned out to be an onmyoji who set up a large formation at his own expense. From now on, Ping'an capital will be safe and secure for decades.

He suddenly remembered the worried white robe of the onmyoji.

Then he saw a more silent and grand scene. The stars above his head traveled around and turned around.An existence as strong as his level naturally has a sense of the tide of destiny in the dark. Da Jiangshan poured a cup of divine wine, Heiye Mountain played a dragon flute, and some people walked up to the peak of Heiye Mountain with snacks and small drums top.

Nebula bloomed like a flower, he came out of the witch's body, turned into a snake, and coiled himself several times.

Pure white flowers, star flowers, blossomed and withered on top of his head.Someone is coming, coming to this already crumbling world, so all living beings and spirits are ecstatic and enthusiastic.The cheers fell into the distant mountain together with the starlight, forming an extraordinarily loud and clear sound. The white fox in Mengshan raised its head, the phoenix in the shrine closed its eyes, and the otter swallowed a small whitebait on the vast and soupy Arakawa.

They don't know how the star flower at this time is related to their future.

But the snake god knows.

He knotted two snakes, and tied the third and fourth snakes. The dense snakes were connected into a large net. He compared this net to a relationship.

Then at the very center of the net, where the dense lines meet, he carefully selected for a long time, and placed the most beautiful golden snake scale.

After thinking about it again, he turned into a little snake, coiled around the golden scale.

There are still seven years until the Destiny Child appears.

Children before the age of seven are the sons of gods, they can be taken away by gods and monsters at any time, there is no right to refuse, and it is absolutely impossible for the destined son to appear in the first seven years.Sure enough, he waited comfortably for seven years. During the first sacrifice seven years later, he smelled a subtle aura from the white-haired boy who would become the head of the Genji Patriarch who came with him.

coming.

The group of snakes was restless, sharing and chasing the breath, the breath was like a bird passing over the heads of these snakes, and he grabbed it in his hand.

He remembered this smell, remembered this temperature, and couldn't wait for fate to finally push the owner of the breath to him.He has always felt that fate is sinister and disgusting, but now he feels some benefits, if it has always been according to his wishes...

He suddenly remembered what happened when he was knocked out of the narrow space, and his face turned cold.

This year's priests were displeased with him, and there was a lot of chaos. Genji changed several witches before he made the snake demon swallow one.

Equivalent exchange is an eternal rule, in fact, it is not bad for Genji to send some other things he is interested in, he is no longer the one who just woke up, and no longer needs human sacrifice to restore his strength.But Genji didn't know how to communicate with him, which made him miss the ambitious patriarch who could talk like a witch like a flower.

The white-haired boy named Minamoto Larimitsu looks a bit like the ambitious man back then.

After the sacrifice that displeased the gods, a white fox came across mountains and rivers that night, and turned into a stunningly beautiful woman in front of the altar.

Foxes are usually very beautiful, and this white fox is especially beautiful.

The white fox bowed deeply to him.

[Please let me die here. 】

The long-term sorrow and longing have almost exhausted the life of this fox.The white fox curled up in front of the altar, its plump tail wrapped around itself deeply, imitating the scene of being hugged by someone.Fox's voice is also beautiful, telling the story of her and Onmyoji lightly and gently, not caring that the listener is an evil god.

[Now the cracks in the world are gone, he is not very talented, so his protection can only last for a few decades. 】

[But... in a few decades, our children will take over. 】

Fox slowly raised his head, with stars in his eyes, just like what he had seen that night.

【Our child, Seimei. 】

The fox stopped talking, resting its tail on its pillow, resting on the tender dream of its love, and passed away before dawn.Zaolu wet her flawless fur, the snake god suddenly felt compassion and raised his hand, but he himself was about to retreat into the narrow room.

The prisoner in the narrow room can't do anything after all.

The cracks closed rumblingly, preparing for next year's sacrifice, and he watched the fox's body gradually emit a flower-like gleam.In the light, the onmyoji in white smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to the white fox——

They snuggled together in the eternal light, smiling, and scattered white flowers.

The white flowers have been flying for several years, and finally she has white hair of the same color. Under the moonlit night, the young onmyoji looked at him cautiously and vigilantly, and cut off the white hair to make a deal with him.

[Your agreement with Genji, I hope to let you know. 】

Flowering time has arrived.