The true direct method of Taiping Yaoshu, even the true method before Zhang Daoling created the Zhengyi Dao. Later, it was listed as one of the seventy-two earth evil methods. The method of spitting flames is not a fire that can be extinguished by rain. Ah Xuan Looking at the flames soaring into the sky, I was almost speechless and looked sad.
Everything is subject to comparison.
He originally thought that the movement his senior brother wanted to make was already big enough.
In comparison now, senior brother can be said to be very respectable.
The Thirty-six Divine Powers of Tiangang, the Seventy-two Zhengfa of Earthly Evil, and the Seven-Shuttle Jade Book of the Divine Sect of China.
This is already the top inheritance in China.
Whose family will immediately release the evil spirit as soon as they come to the door?
Moreover, the method of spitting flames is not a juggling act of spitting out flames with the mouth, but directly letting the world spit out flames. It is the fire of heaven and earth. It is stronger than the ordinary mountain fire and the Dantian fire cultivated by monks. It should be early It's just lost. How could the Guardian Master use it?
Wei Yuan's palms trembled slightly as he released the seal.
But the fire borrowed the power of the wind, and the wind assisted the fire. The flames had already become the climate.
Wei Yuan took in his breath.
In his pupils, golden light representing divine power slowly overflowed.
Bite the popsicle.
I opened my mouth, and my teeth felt a little sore.
He rubbed his cheeks. The surroundings were already extremely noisy. Ordinary people here fled in panic. But as soon as they reached a safe place, some people began to stare at this scene. They took out their mobile phones to take pictures and quickly uploaded the incident. The heat began to rise rapidly.
This is Tokyo.
It is one of the busiest areas in Sakurajima.
The Yin and Yang Temple has been established here since ancient times, with the Five Classics passed down by China as the core, with "He Tu", "Luo Shu" and "Tai Yi" as the first and highest inheritance, and with Taishan Fujun as the main god of worship. What happened here With unabashed mana fluctuations, the onmyojis, Shinto priests, and monks from the Onmyoji Department appeared quickly.
Then, rush here.
Wei Yuan took out the box from his bag, threw it up gently, and the yellow talisman on the box was peeled off.
The gold and red embroidered shoes flew out and flew directly into the shrine that was burning crazily.
Wei Yuan flicked a broken sword in the box with his finger and said: "It was born because of Wan Qiniang, and there is still a trace of cause and effect that has not been cut off. It should be that he wants to help Qiniang fulfill her wish, so you go and protect her."
The broken sword roared, and the soldier's soul appeared and bowed.
Then, it turned into a stream of light, tearing through the flames, and chased away.
………………
When Soldier Soul came to the shrine, he felt a sense of comfort.
He has followed Wei Yuan for a long time.
So it can be seen at a glance that this is a huge soul-nurturing place.
The group of Shinto priests from Sakurajima used many negative materials to build a huge place here, specially used to warm and nourish ghosts. Soldier Soul's face was slightly cold, and he hurried inside, anxious for the safety of his red embroidered shoes. This place has been burned down before.
The so-called heroic soul tablets are gathered together.
It is up to the Shinto master to repair the soul.
At this moment, it is burned by the fire of heaven and earth.
There was a crackling sound, not only the tablets, but also the souls themselves howled miserably. Many of them were directly burned in the flames, and the red embroidered shoes appeared here. It seemed to be lost in thought, floating in the air. , in this soul-nurturing place, a faint stream of light emerged from its body, transforming into a little girl with drooping moustache.
Stare at the memorial tablets in front of you.
But what she saw in her eyes was the stone road on Jiangnan Road after the light rain.
But she has obviously never seen that scene.
It was because she was so absorbed that she ignored her surroundings. There were those tenacious souls who were not immediately burned by the flames. They were wearing Warring States-style armor, roaring suddenly, holding Japanese swords, and running toward the red embroidered shoes.
, shouted angrily and struck hard, a cold light fell down.
Red embroidered shoes are not good at fighting and can't dodge.
At this moment, only two clanking sounds were heard. The Japanese sword that looked like a mighty warrior with a cold light flashing in his hand was paused for a moment, and the blade was directly blocked. Then, the weapon in the hand of a figure suddenly rose from the bottom up, and the backhand circle was heavy.
hack.
In the first breath, hit the blade with the back of the knife to make a crack.
Then, with the second breath, he struck the crack with the blade from top to bottom.
Such a complex combat method that extremely tests timing, techniques, and skills was performed almost like breathing. The Japanese sword in the samurai's hand was broken from it and turned into a stream of light in the void. Then, with the third breath, the soldier
The blade had pierced the throat of the warrior's soul.
The latter clutched his throat and shattered, as if he had discovered something, his eyes opened angrily.
"It's you……"
A cold light tore apart, and the soul was completely shattered.
A tablet shattered.
One of the twenty-four generals of Kuroda during the Sakurajima Warring States Period, Kuno Shigesho.
Died on the Pyongyang battlefield.
The spirit of the red embroidered shoes was surprised to see that the person who rescued him was a familiar figure, a veteran in the museum. The one who always hung out with water ghosts and had a simple and honest face. But at this time, he seemed to
Something is different. He stretches his body, and the broken sword in his hand slowly emerges with light.
The flowing light slowly condensed and turned into a long knife.
He stared at the knife with a gentle expression, then looked at the red embroidered shoes and said with a smile:
"Whatever you want to do, just do it, I'll protect you here."
Hong Embroidered Shoes nodded, and she stepped towards the flames burning the memorial tablets of war criminals. With her footsteps, her body emitted light, her body gradually grew, and she gradually transformed into a delicate and beautiful girl. Wuling was young and entangled.
On the head, there are countless red and pretty songs.
This is what Wan Qiniang looks like.
It is also the last trace of obsession that remains on these red embroidered shoes.
The soldiers of Jiangnan Road, the swords of Jiangnan Road, and the music of Jiangnan Road.
Admiration appeared on the face of Qi Jiajun's soldier soul, and he hummed a tune softly.
……………………
At this time, the people from Yin Yang Lao finally arrived.
Wei Yuan could see them from a distance.
They did not approach rashly and wanted to break through from all directions to enter the shrine, but the flames created by the seventy-two methods of Shenzhou Earth Evil made it difficult to break through. They soon discovered that there were four directions in total, and three of them were absolute dead ends.
As long as you get close, you will definitely die.
But no one is a fool. Everyone knows that if the releaser of such a large magical power does not leave, then the so-called safe direction is the most dangerous place.
At this time, Ah Xuan has not forgotten the two masks he just bought.
Holding it in hand, he hurried to Wei Yuan's side and took a look at the shrine over there that had long been burning lively.
The young man regretted that he had not listened carefully to his senior brother's words.
Just by not paying attention, something like this happened.
He said with a mournful face: "The owner..."
"Are you here specifically to play football?"
"No." Wei Yuan said:
"I'm here to settle the matter."
"cause and effect?"
"Shhh...just listen quietly."
Wei Yuan's index finger gently touched his lips. The somewhat confused young Taoist suddenly heard a few clanking sounds. He quickly recognized it. It was the sound of pipa. But how could there be pipa here? When there are several top notes of pipa
When it rises, the sounds of guqin and flute also join in.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes and listened quietly to the music.
At this time, everyone, including people on site and in remote areas.
I was originally watching what happened at the Yasukuni Shrine, but suddenly I discovered that this shrine, which was engulfed in flames, suddenly changed. The flames were clearly burning, but there seemed to be light rain falling, and then, behind the Sakurajima building,
Above, there are pavilions, raised cornices, and hanging silk and satin.
In this sinful place, a completely different scene appears like an hallucination.
That's a corner of Gangnam Road.
Suddenly, the melody became passionate, with the guzheng as the main component and the guqin as the supplement, playing a murderous sound. This picture was already passed on because someone was holding up a mobile phone. A musician who was familiar with this Chinese tune recognized this.
tone.
"This is……"
"Entry song?"
A few clanks.
The silver bottle bursts, water bursts out, and the cavalry stands out with swords and guns.
A man dressed in red appeared in the flames.
I knew she was beautiful, but I couldn't see clearly.
When he opened his mouth, a tune sounded as clear and clear as the sound of heaven.
And the flames continued to burn. On the flames lit with the memorial tablets of war criminals and the souls of the battle array, a man dressed in red was as fierce as fire, whirling like wind, and the tune was crisp and exciting, and accompanied by the singing voice, that
The flames were stirred more and more intensely for some unknown reason, and the red clothes danced wildly.
The scattered and distraught souls, the spiritual tablets that are constantly being burned completely.
And a red dress as fierce as fire.
No matter what, this scene is extremely impactful.
Wei Yuan looked away. He could guess that this was a place to raise souls. He could guess that there was still a trace of Wan Qiniang's obsession in the red embroidered shoes, but he thought that this obsession would make her vent her anger here and make her angry.
She went to look for those enemies, but she didn't expect it to be like this.
There is no way you can destroy me.
I will dance on your ruins.
This may be a more arrogant response than simply killing.
However, the price of this dance is not small.
Wei Yuan turned around and stared at the Onmyojis in the Onmyojao, slowly clenching the wooden sword with his fingers.
Only by constantly burning the soul can we support the unfolding of the fantasy world of Jiangnan Road. This is also Wan Qiniang’s final obsession. It is the end of all the stories of that year. You said that as long as I sing the tunes of Jiangnan in China, no matter where I am, you will
Can be heard.
Now my voice can be heard all over the world.
Can you possibly hear it?
Writing a letter to my wife was an inquiry after decades of separation.
He was a great man who sacrificed his life in a national disaster.
This seven-foot-long body has been promised to the country, and it is difficult to give it to the minister.
Entering the formation song is the answer.
You go!
Wei Yuan suddenly felt that his heart was inexplicably complicated, but he also felt inexplicably intoxicated.
Ah Xuan wanted to stand next to Wei Yuan to fight the enemy together, but the latter pushed him on the shoulder. With a slight push, the young Taoist staggered back. When he went to the side, Wei Yuan picked up a mask and covered it.
On his face, only his eyes were exposed, and the wooden knife in his hand was gently pressed against the ground.
Standing majestic.
The monks of Yin Yang Lao used Yin Yang Technique, which was also the fierce wind of flames. They used the flames to guide and absorb the flames in the shrine at this moment. They could not let this scene continue any longer. The endless fierce wind of flames attacked them. Wei Yuan just clenched the wooden sword with his right hand.
He answered Ah Xuan's question again.
"I came here to settle a cause and effect."
"Collect a debt."
"For some reason."
"A piece of fruit."
Step forward.
The wooden knife in his hand was pressed against the ground, facing the raging wind of flames that fell down. The mask was reflected in the color of flames, and his pupils seemed to be burning. Then he pinched the Dao Jue with his left hand, and suddenly the sword force swept upwards, the sword energy tore, and the Dao techniques appeared at the same time.
The main purpose of Taiping's art is to save people, so this Taoist art is a defensive method.
Very simple.
The Jade Book of the Seven Pivots of Taoism.
Thirty-six magical powers of Tiangang
Return to the wind and return to the fire!
Direct biography of Zhang Jiao.
The boundless wind reversed, carrying flames and rushing into the sky, forcing those onmyojis to retreat. The scorching heat continued to flow in all directions. Ah Xuan's eyes widened and his heart beat wildly. After a few breaths, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the fierce wind of flames dispersed.
, a gully of sword energy appeared on the ground. The young man wearing a mask of gods and demons held the wooden sword diagonally in his hand, and the sword energy was pulsating endlessly.
"Mountains and rivers are in foreign lands, but we are incompatible with each other."
"Anyone who dares to cross this line today."
"cut."
PS: Today's second update... 3,400 words.
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