Chapter 154 Killing Stone (4k)

"Seimei!"

Yuzao's previous strike was useless, but part of the monster's power was wiped out by Monk Jianzhen's magic sword. He immediately thought that this was another trap prepared by Qingming, and raised his head and let out a hateful neighing into the air.

but even so

But Yuzaoqian did not escape as far away as Seimei had planned. He collected and repaired his own body, recast his demon body, and then took revenge.

But
The talented young half-demon still underestimated the demon fox who had practiced for thousands of years.

The monster body made of black mist in front of Yuzao suddenly spread out, and the black-purple monster fog covered the entire sky, blocked the sunlight, and plunged the earth into shadows.

Wherever the shadow reaches, all the killing stones transformed from the fragments of Yuzao's former body shake violently.

In the cloud-shrouded Bajiao Temple, the abbot dressed in cassock came to the sealed place of the killing stone with a solemn expression.

The largest body fragment of Yuzaoqian is sealed in Bajiao Temple.

The life-killing stone formed from the fragments is as tall as a person, and emits a deadly poisonous mist all year round. It must be purified day and night with Buddhism, so as not to cause harm to people or animals around.

The golden scriptures shone with Buddha's light, suspended around the killing stone.

However, when the black mist covered the sky, the killing stone, which was originally like a stone, suddenly shook violently.

As if he had been summoned by something, he wanted to break through the seal and join the main body agitatedly.

The black-purple demon mist continuously overflowed from the gap of the killing stone, and when it met the golden light of the Buddhist scriptures, it made a sizzling sound, as if two incompatible things collided together.

Although the golden light of the magnificent Buddhist scriptures can continuously melt and purify the demon mist, it is not completely immune to any harm.

a while

The golden surface of the Buddhist scriptures has already been corroded by the monster mist, leaving black traces visible to the naked eye. At this rate, it is only a matter of time before it is completely defiled.

The eighteen monks responsible for sealing this place are chanting scriptures non-stop, but judging from the effect, it is just a drop in the bucket.

"Host."

Seeing the abbot coming here, the monk in charge of the place hurriedly greeted him, stood in front of him holding a rosary in one hand, and bowed to salute.

The old abbot waved his hands and said nothing, while the young monk stepped aside respectfully.

In the entire Bajiao Temple, and even in the entire world, no one dared to underestimate this old and disfigured host.

The abbot hunched over, leaning on a gold-tin staff, stepping past the young monk step by step, and walked to the sealed place in front of the killing stone.

Hosting is very old.

There were few eyebrows left and his hair was so white that it was almost transparent, deep wrinkles covered his cheeks, and his thin skin showed a strange paleness and smoothness.

He doesn't remember how long he has lived. As people get older, they are less sensitive to changes in time, maybe 100 years, maybe 150 years.

Time means little to him.

On the contrary, some things that happened in the past, even though many years have passed, still flash back in his memory from time to time.

He still remembers.

When he was a young novice, he went to Baihu Shrine to meet Master Tamazamo with only his master.

At that time, Bajiao Temple was still an unknown small temple with only a few people, and it got its name only because it was located on Bajiao Mountain.

But at that time, Lord Yuzao didn't despise them because of their low status and strength, but personally interviewed their master and apprentice, and even pointed out the mistakes and omissions in their practice without hesitation.

He can even clearly remember what Master Yuzao said back then:
"The way of practice leads to the same goal. I am a monster, but I practice the way of immortality. I don't have a deep knowledge of Buddhism. I only know a little bit. It's not a lie if you look at it from a high altitude, but you can listen or not. Cultivation Buddhas only cultivate their own minds, and Buddhas are in their hearts.”

The teachings of those years have benefited both the master and the apprentice a lot.

This is how their two generations of master and apprentice developed and managed Bajiao Temple, which has gradually become the largest place of Buddhism and Taoism in the human race from a small wilderness temple that was unknown.

The events of that year are vivid in his mind, and he always remembers them in his heart.

I have dreamed back countless times at midnight, the scene in that dream.

There is that teaching, and there is also the beautiful figure who made me recite the Heart Sutra countless times in front of the Buddha.

It's just that he couldn't imagine why things turned out like this later.

When the incident happened that year, he was retreating and meditating in meditation. After he left the retreat, the matter had already been settled.

He could only stare blankly at the killing stone sent by the Great Onmyoji Qingming himself, and remained silent.

The host looked at the killing stone that was shaking and struggling in front of him.

A trace of complexity flashed in Gu Jing's calm eyes for many years.

A black and purple mist filled the killing stone. Although he hadn't seen Master Yuzao, he could already feel the hatred and resentment just from the ominous mist.

Once the killing stone is broken and Yu Zaoqian restores his former body and cultivation, Heian capital will definitely be a bloodbath.

But is Master Seimei really a good person?

Destroy the heritage of the human race.

Sign a contract with demons and ghosts.

I don't know how many monsters and ghosts are hidden in Ping'an capital.

Pretending to be a man during the day, being a ghost at night.

Ridiculous!
Compared to the onmyoji Seimei whose purpose is unknown, the host is still more inclined to the Tamamo-mae-sama whom he has seen with his own eyes and who has been favored by him.

But his position as a human race is preventing him from making such a choice.

Master, what should I do...

The host felt a little lost for a long time.

While presiding over the contemplation, more and more demon mist diffused from the killing stone, and the Buddha's light on the scriptures became increasingly dimmer, and the black filth expanded several times in just a few minutes.

The confrontation in the real world will not be like that in the game.

It seems to be walking into the progress bar. The scriptures cannot be broken until the killing stone completely pollutes the scriptures, and the pollution level is 100%.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest.

When a certain point of the seal is broken, the subsequent collapse is like an avalanche.

Kacha~
There was a slight crisp sound, like the sound of a teacup breaking.

But hearing it in the ears of a group of young monks was like thunder.

Before they repaired the seal, the countless monster mist was like steam from a boiling kettle, spewing out crazily along the cracks.

The poisonous mist filled the air, causing the young monks to panic in an instant, and they all used Buddhism to protect themselves.

Without the blessing of Buddhism, the crack on the seal of the killing stone instantly expanded.

"Amitabha!"

The host spoke, and the golden Buddha's light suddenly appeared from his mouth and spread outward from his body.

In just a split second, countless demon fogs were separated from the monks, saving the lives of everyone present, but the killing stone was already suppressed by no one.

Click, click, click...

Continuous crisp sounds came from the seal, and the seal on the killing stone shattered into several pieces with a "snap" like low-quality glass in the alternation of cold and heat.

The killing stone that lost its restraint soared into the sky and flew towards the distance of the sky.

"Host!"

A group of young monks exclaimed and wanted to ask the host to help.

The host instinctively raised his hand to stop it, but looking at the killing stone in the sky, he still did nothing after all.

The host looked up at the distant sky, as if he wanted to take another look at the figure in his memory.

Black clouds obscured the sky, and he couldn't see anything.

"Amitabha……"

This time, there were too many inexplicable meanings in the host's chanting.

Seeing this situation, all the monks followed the voice of the abbot and recited:

"Amitabha……"

……

The Bajiao Temple is the most powerful holy place of Buddhism and Taoism in the small and medium-sized world of this painting. Although the host did not make a move, the other young monks are not ordinary people.

None of them could stop the killing stone, and it was even more impossible to seal the other killing stones.

Hundreds of large and small life-killing stones burst out one after another, flying towards the direction in front of Yuzao.

During the flight, these life-killing stones gradually lost their stone-like appearance and became soft, revealing the true nature of fur, bones, and flesh and blood, and reassembled into a complete demon body in the sky.

Even though it has been sealed for more than ten years, there seems to be no trace of time on this demon body.

Tamamo-mae's head returned to her own body and healed.

white light flashed
A huge nine-tailed white fox raised its head and howled in the sky. Just her voice caused ripples to appear in the barrier covering the entire Heian-kyo.

This unrivaled power is proclaimed to the whole world.

She came back before Tamamo.

At this time, Seimei has no time to take care of too much.

Yuzaoqian's strength far exceeded his imagination, if he hadn't succeeded in a sneak attack back then, if he hadn't had the magic sword left by Master Jianzhen, he would have never been able to win.

Even so, he still paid the price with the death of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and thousands of monks and onmyojis.

But today, none of that.

After using Master Jianzhen's dharma sword once, its magic power is not as good as before.

Although Yu Zaoqian, who had just broken through the seal, was not in full bloom, and was not even as good as when he was seriously injured by his sneak attack, but his strength was even weaker.

Moreover, the human race does not have hundreds of thousands of soldiers to consume.

Qingming let go of the hand holding the Jianzhenfa sword, opened his eyes to reveal a pair of golden animal pupils, and a white fox tail faintly protruded from under his robe.

Seimei had never shown this form of herself in front of people before.

But by now, he couldn't care less.

Qingming made a hand seal, twelve blue fox fires were lit beside him, and twelve monsters with full of evil aura came out of the fox fires.

It is his twelve shikigami.

Shikigami are different from patron saints. If an onmyoji wants to envoy shikigami, he must first be able to suppress them.

Seimei is worthy of being called the greatest onmyoji in history. He was able to suppress twelve powerful monsters with demonic aura at the same time, making them his shikigami.

The twelve shikigami of different shapes showed their figures, and without Seimei opening his mouth, they were naturally attracted by the powerful aura in the sky, and rushed to the sky one after another, wanting to fight Tamamo.

Before it was over, Qingming took out another contract from his sleeve.

The contract was activated, and amidst the shining golden light, a line of small characters stood out from the contract.

[Heiankyo belongs to humans during the day, and belongs to ghosts at night]

Small print:

[Hundred ghosts are not allowed to harm human beings in Heianjing. If there is any violation, Onmyoji Seimei has the right to punish them. 】

The ghost kings who signed the contract valued the first clause, and they usually talked about the first clause to the outside world.

As for the second point, no one paid much attention to it after pushing out a few cannon fodders and trying them out, and they were all safe and sound in the end.

They thought that Qingming was scared, and the so-called second clause was just a product of her sternness and inwardness for the sake of looking good.

So much so that the later Hundred Ghosts didn't even know that there was a second clause, and they acted without any scruples.

And their behavior in turn drives other demons and ghosts.

In an environment, if other people do what you don't do, it will appear out of place.

In the end, only a very small number of gentle monsters can abide by their hearts and never cause harm to humans.

Qingming used the lives of countless ordinary people to set up a trap, and it finally worked today.

The contract was activated suddenly, and countless demons and ghosts were happily eating melons. Before they realized what was going on, they were suddenly wrapped by the power of the contract and rushed to the sky to fight against Yuzao.

Face countless demons and ghosts rushing to the sky.

At this moment, Yuzao showed the world the difference between fairy and monster.

I saw her huge nine-tailed white fox suddenly shrunk and turned into a human shape.

The human form of Tamazamo is extremely glamorous, seductive to the bone, and has a trace of purity that is not stained by the turbid world.

Just the charm released by instinct has caused quite a few monsters to be charmed out of control.

They can even ignore the contract shackles on their bodies, and attack their companions at the cost of being killed by the contract.

Eliminate any enemies who dare to stretch their claws at Tamamo-sama.

As long as Tamamomae uses a little illusion on the basis of his own charm, he can easily make the monsters in front of him kill each other.

But with hatred in her eyes, she did not choose this "gentle" approach.

Before Yuzao chanted the mantra, the black and purple mist in the sky quickly solidified, and finally clusters of black flames ignited from it.

Black flames poured down from the sky like rain.

No matter what kind of monsters and ghosts the black fire falls on, it can start to burn instantly, and it will never go out until it completely burns the target's body and soul.

With just one spell, Tamamomae emptied countless demons and ghosts including Seimei Twelve Shikigami.

And the spell didn't end there.

Countless black flames continued to fall, falling on the barrier like raindrops, burning violently.

In a short while, the great barrier that covered the entire Heian capital was riddled with black flames and crumbling.

Above the sky
Yuzao raised his hand before, and punched down on the big enchantment. The fist full of monster power condensed into a fist that looked like a fist carved from jasper in mid-air.

With just one blow, the Great Barrier was smashed into azure blue fragments flying all over the sky.

There seems to be a blue rain of flowers in the sky.

Since then, there has been no barrier between Yuzaoqian and Seimei.

(End of this chapter)

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