The Aomori-ryu Meisho family is an independent sect founded by a relative of the famous Masamune Meisho family, Aomori Tokako.
Although they also claim to be Mingsho family, the family emblem they use is slightly different from the authentic Mingsho family three-petal chrysanthemum family emblem. There is a strange white bone circle on the outside, which can be seen from the family emblem.
This shows that they are different from the authentic famous houses.
The spiritual arts of Aomori-ryu Meisho families are very different from those of authentic Meisho families. Because they focus too much on practical effects and not too much on the cultivation of mind, many years ago there were many scum with strong magic skills. They relied on their own
The evil magic brings harm to the people.
Although in the end they exterminated all the scum in a righteous manner, their reputation was already ruined, to the point where everyone was shouting for a beating if they were a rat crossing the street.
In the end, their clan leader had no choice but to lead everyone to live in seclusion in a hidden valley near Kinki and live a life almost isolated from the world.
Because of this incident, the famous and authentic Meisho family has always been ashamed to be associated with them, and has always acknowledged the relationship with the Aomori Ryukyu family.
"So that's what it's like." After listening to the story about the origin of the Meisho family, I finally got a rough idea of what Aomori's famous family is all about.
Maitreya said confidently: "Don't worry! Over the years, the Aomori Ryukou family has been working hard to restore their reputation, constantly purifying their sect rules and improving their cultivation methods. As long as we find their clan leader and tell them about this, we will estimate that
Trouble will soon come to those who cause trouble!"
At the same time, in a secret place dozens of miles away from them - Inuhu Mountain, a handsome man in black court clothes was writing something with a pen on a piece of thick golden paper.
Suddenly, a small paper crane seemed to be alive, flying around him with a faint light.
When the handsome man with a serious face saw Zhihe, he suddenly smiled: "A Cheng, why are you still playing such a childish game?"
"Hee hee" I saw a slender and petite woman wearing sky blue and gold clothes suddenly flashed out from behind the screen: "Senior brother, you have to be careful. It's not going to be easy to deal with this time."
Before she finished speaking, she saw the little paper crane suddenly flying faster! It was as if a huge energy had been injected into the small body! The light on the body also began to become extremely dazzling.
"Oh! I really have some skills this time!" I saw the man gently raising a hand, scooping up a drop of ink with the long nail of one finger, and staring closely at the rapid flying around.
The paper crane is almost on fire.
The paper crane suddenly roared! It spread its delicate wings and rushed towards the man! Its whole body was already ignited with red fire!
"Go!" The man calmly tapped one of his fingers! The drop of ink in his nail hit the flamingo-like paper crane as if it had an eye.
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I saw that the paper crane with fire around it seemed to have lost its vitality in an instant, and it suddenly fell from the air! It fell softly to the ground.
"It's really annoying!" The woman angrily picked up the paper crane on the ground and saw a hole as big as a drop of water on it.
"Junior Sister Acheng, I beg you to stop messing with these childish things, okay? You are already a grown up, so you should do it after this year's festival."
"Don't tell me my age!" The slender junior sister Acheng shouted and interrupted him before he could say anything: "I just like doing these things, don't look down on me. Maybe these things will be distributed one day."
That’ll be put to great use!”
When the man saw this, he could only sigh softly and stop talking. At this time, he only heard someone knocking on the door and saying: "Chief, a visitor seems to want to see you."
"Oh! Tell them, I'll be here right away!" After the man finished speaking, he hurriedly wrote the words on the gold paper, then straightened his clothes and shouted to Acheng who was standing aside, "Still doing this here?"
Well? If you really have nothing to do, just help me fold the quilt and wash the socks. The old housekeeper is old and I am really embarrassed to order him around."
"As your name goes, as a dignified clan leader, wouldn't you spend some money to hire a servant? If this spreads out, how can we, the Aomori Famous School, have the face to be seen by others?" Acheng pinched his nose and used two fingers to
He picked up one of his smelly socks and said angrily.
"There is no way." I saw the young patriarch who was called the name Chengshi blushing a little: "Hey, now the war is in chaos, people are buried in a hurry, and no one comes to us to do things. Of course, the income will be less. In a few months, I will
Go out and borrow some money to survive. Fortunately, the master has a good relationship with the superintendent of the Sanhao family, so we can borrow some money."
"What!" Ah Cheng stared angrily and said, "Looking to borrow money from someone again!? How embarrassed are you! You know we haven't paid back the hundred thousand dollars we borrowed last year!"
"I won't tell you anymore! I'm going to meet a customer! Maybe there's some business coming!" Mingzhi Chengshi hurriedly took the opportunity to escape, leaving Acheng, who kept stomping his feet, staring.
When he saw that the visitors were several people in strange attire, he couldn't help but turn serious on his face, because one of the gorgeously dressed people had a strong murderous aura on him!
"Excuse me, are you here to perform religious rituals to liberate the souls of the dead?" Ming Zuochengshi didn't know the purpose of their visit, so he said cautiously.
I saw that among these people, one was extremely fat, so fat that he almost had no neck. He was sitting there with difficulty, and his huge belly looked like he was suffering.
The other person looked like he had been trained as a ninja. He had slender hands and feet and a thin figure. His eyes had been looking around since he entered the house.
The man sitting in the middle seemed to be holding back a surge of anger, with a hint of murderous intent hidden in his eyes. The knife at his waist also exuded an evil aura.
"Muramasa!" Naomi Naisho couldn't help shouting when she saw the sword worn by the gorgeously dressed man: "Is this really the demon sword Muramasa?"
"That's right!" The man in gorgeous clothes slowly pulled out his knife: "This knife was given to me by one of my friends Muramasa. Do you also feel the evil energy in it?"