"Then let's keep an eye on the direction of Kyoto together, and leave the rest to Butterfly and Renzhan. After all, Kyoto is our biggest threat now."
"Oh." Spider just responded.
"By the way, if Lady Yiji really succeeds this time, what should we do? Continue to go back to the life of a wild monster?" Although Spider didn't seem to want to talk to her, Lan seemed to be a talkative.
"By the way, how did you live before? I used to pretend to be a storekeeper's legacy, and then there would be people trying to find me every day, so that I could be provided with enough 'fear' and blood food every day. Wait until you are almost discovered, then change positions and continue like this."
Lan continued to tell his old stories. This kind of story can be regarded as a scary ghost story to humans, but to them, it is just like commonplace.
"Weave a web, catch birds, and then wait for the prey to fall into the net." The spider's answer was still brief.
"It's really a boring life. In such a life outside the city, do you have to avoid weirdness every day, pay attention to weird trends all the time, and be afraid that weirdness will pass through your territory?"
"Um……"
"Then why don't we go to a capital city together to play the role of a misfortune? We can't stay in Kyoto and Kami any longer. We can go to Nara, Himeji Castle, or the Satsuma Domain in the far west. Believe me, this method is very good. It’s so useful..." Lan seemed to start thinking about the future.
But the spider ignored it, and she only felt irritated.
She didn't know why, but she looked in the direction of Kyoto. The future... maybe she had no future since she was infected with the disaster...
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The heavy twelve-piece kimono on Iki's body moved without any wind, and the fox's down and beard began to appear on her charming and beautiful face.
This was her first attempt to use the Book of the Dead's resurrection technique. Before that, she had also obtained another resurrection technique, namely Abe Seimei's Taishanfu Junji.
Because Abe Seimei's mother is a demon from the Hagoromo fox lineage of Mount Fugaku, she could even call Abe Seimei uncle if they were related to her.
But she couldn't bear the price of Taishanfu Junji, and according to records, even if Taishanfu Junji was resurrected, the life span of the resurrected person would be short.
That's why she went looking for another spell to resurrect the dead. The mad monk Wan Hai copied it, and it was said to be a spell from an "outer god".
She put on an extremely exaggerated fox mask, kept making handprints on her hands, and her body danced accordingly. She was graceful, light and graceful.
While she was dancing, an ice coffin rose from the ground. The chill that penetrated the bone marrow dissipated, and the ice coffin instantly covered the ground with ice crystals. This place, which was originally close to winter, was filled with endless chill.
At this moment, a large number of withered vines with the ice coffin as the center began to spread, covering the entire Atago Mountain in an instant. Most of the more than 15,000 coalition troops were entangled by the withered vines in their sleep, and turned into Used as nourishment.
The dead vines spirally surrounded the ice coffin and lifted it up, revealing only the small figure with flaxen braids in the ice light.
The dead wood instantly formed a giant wooden attic, and it was still gradually changing. Slowly, the dead wood turned into wood that seemed to be carefully crafted by a craftsman, and the entire attic became magnificent, even surpassing the Hojo Pavilion in Kyoto.
"The technique was successful!" Looking at the rising attic, Yiji couldn't help laughing under her mask, and tears even oozed from her eyes.
"Sister Yamabuki, wait a moment, I will succeed soon..." She murmured, and then she pulled out a straight knife with a hemp rope wrapped around the handle. Suddenly, the sky over Mount Atago was filled with clouds. There is a faint flash of purple thunder in it.
She held up the straight knife in her hand, swung it violently, and then pointed it at the sky. Purple thunder poured down, turning Yiji's whole body into a sea of thunder in an instant. However, these thunders only circulated on her body and did not harm the surrounding environment. Every cent.
The Divine Sword, Budo Mitama, is the weapon of Takemi Raijin. It was an artifact she obtained at Kashima Shrine while she was searching for the resurrection spell. She also obtained the fate of Kenmi Raijin.
"boom!"
Within the barrier, another spiritual pressure rose, and the entire air seemed to become moist. Purple thunder seemed to be able to jump in the moist air.
"choke!"
A rapidly rotating water wheel struck directly, cutting into the ice coffin above the attic like an eight-point water wheel disk blade.
However, facing the water wheel composed of spiritual power, Yiji simply waved the Budou Yuhun. Purple electricity flashed on the water wheel, and the entire water wheel turned into water droplets all over the sky the moment it was about to touch the attic.
A middle-aged man in his forties cut off the incoming withered vines. He had his Tsukiyo hair combed and was only wearing a tawny royal robe. He held up the sword in front of his eyes with one hand, covering his face. Cover half of your face.
Under the lightning, his sword also reflected purple light.
"The Great Swordsman of the City of Gods, former disciple of Kamiizumi Yinshi, Shininryu Yagyu, Shenjo." Yagyu turned his sword, and his spiritual pressure exploded. The water flow rotated on the sword to form the shape of a water dragon, and the dragon's head was aimed at Yiji. filial piety.
"Oh, Shangquan Yinshi. Since the death of Sword Master Shangquan, more and more people have taken advantage of his name. There is even one person in every generation of the Shangquan family who will inherit the name of 'Shangquan Yinshi'..." Yi Ji looked at the great swordsman. She took off her mask and mocked with extreme contempt, "Are you worthy?"
"Roar!" The water dragon burst into bite, bringing with it unrivaled spiritual pressure.
But at this moment, the water dragon was split into two, and Yagyu couldn't even see clearly how Iki was swinging the sword.
His eyes became sharp in an instant, and he changed from holding the knife with one hand to holding the knife with both hands.
He was originally an abandoned son raised by the Kamiizumi family under a willow tree, so he was named "Yagyu".
The Kamizumi family discovered his unparalleled swordsmanship talent and began to train him hard, which gave him his current strength and status.
According to what his predecessor, Kamiizumi Yinshi, said, his Yagyu's strength was enough to seal the Yamata no Orochi even in the age of the gods.
"Tick tock!"
Cold sweat slipped from his cheeks and dripped to the ground, which was particularly clear in the silent night sky.
"Who are you?" He held the sword tightly and continued to release the spiritual pressure that belonged to the great swordsman, like a violent tsunami.
However, the woman opposite did not move at all, and it was as if she could not even sense his spiritual pressure, or perhaps his tsunami-like spiritual pressure was just a stream to this woman.
"Even in the capital of the gods, there is no one as powerful as you. Even in the age of gods, my strength has reached the level that can seal the Yamata-no-orochi. And you who have surpassed the Yamata-no-orochi, who are you?" Yagyu Yue asked. As he releases his spiritual pressure, he becomes less aware of the strength of the woman in front of him, staring at him as if she were an abyss.
"Your strength can seal the big snake? It's ridiculous, you know nothing about power!"