It’s very easy to fill in next time

: Here comes the consolation prize

Bai Wei couldn’t handle it in the past because it wasn’t mysterious enough, but with a lifetime of experience in the life of an emperor, he casually pointed to which country in the West that he hadn’t been to? Do you know the founding prime minister of the Confederate States? I chatted and laughed happily with her! Do you know the Pope of the Holy Church, I once wrote to him to shit!

He really has a way to slowly concoct Rashomon.

Isn’t it just a prop of the space system? I thought I couldn’t cure you, but I really got used to you?

If your door was opened in the Ming Dynasty and Europa, would you be melted back into the furnace in no time?

Don’t you just bully the weak, pitiful and helpless Yingzhou witches who can only whine?

Bullying the sword shaman is very rewarding, right?

Bai Wei immediately began to sharpen the knife, and then the Rashomon door clicked shut.

Rashomon closed.

It’s surprisingly easy.

It can be seen from this that this thing is quite bullying, and it is definitely not a serious door.

ã€The event has been completed】

[Distribute rewards: Fragments of Rashomon, Crown of the Ghost King]

Ka… There was a cracking sound on the closed Rashomon. I don’t know if it was the result of the impact just now. Its outer layer peeled off a fragment, a palm-sized fragment.

This fragment did not affect the overall existence of Rashomon, and the crack did not spread. However, the appearance of this fragment meant that this quaint pitch-black gate was no longer complete.

Bai Wei picked up the palm-sized fragment and pondered deeply. As an emperor, he has everything in his treasury, and he can determine its nature through a simple method.

But for a moment, Bai Wei tried to pull the power of the ocean in the spirit world, and soon this piece of debris produced ripples, not ordinary ripples, but resonance-like ripples, and the space with a radius of hundreds of miles was under his perception.

Then, he waved his hand happily, and used this fragment to lightly swipe the space. The next moment, a void space crack appeared in front of him.

At the same time, Rashomon suddenly opened.

He hesitated for a moment, and threw a stone into the space crack.

Boom… The stone fell back into his hand again, from above.

Bai Wei took a step forward, stepped over the crack, felt a little weightless, and fell from the Rashomon again.

“It turned out to be a fragment of the Spiral Sword.”

He understood that as long as he holds this fragment in his hand, he can cut through the space through this fragment, come back here, and perceive the changes in space.

It’s still unclear what the furthest distance is.

And the duration of the space rift is less than fifteen seconds.

The power of the fragment was exhausted, and there was no response to waving it again, and I don’t know how long it would take to refill it.

Bai Wei embeds the fragment back temporarily, trying to charge it, but the effect is zero. It seems that he has to slowly absorb ether in the spirit world to recover.

Bai Wei put the fragments into his sleeves.

This is not a magic trick, but a method of storing items with special properties in the spirit world as an anchor point.

This is true for the Huan Shou Han Dao, and it is the same for this fragment.

Because they are mysterious, they can be stored in the spirit world, just like Bai Wei once stored the fragments of the golden power in the ocean of the spirit world for five hundred years, so there is no need to worry about discarding or being stolen.

Then, there’s another one.

Crown of the Ghost King… The name of this material is very similar to the material dropped by a rock dragon king who did not want to be named.

But Bai Wei looked around, but didn’t see anything.

He paused for a second, then suddenly looked into the valley: “No way…”

Do I have to search for this material myself?

There is no response, but the exclamation point has been marked with the location, which is displayed as…

[Trophy]

“Tsk!” Bai Wei had no choice but to turn over and go down the mountain. It was even more difficult to walk after the rugged mountain road collapsed.

It took more than half an hour to find the severed head. The flesh and blood melted away, leaving only the severed bones.

He doesn’t know what this material can be used for, and he doesn’t seem to need it to upgrade his skills.

After thinking for a while, he drew out the tiger’s head knife, swung the knife to cut off the ghost horn, and then threw the pitch-black ghost horn to the Han knife to devour.

The length of this thing can make at least two three-day knives. I don’t know how the Han knife can eat it.

But it was really finished, and it wasn’t quite satisfied, and it also gnawed a few bites of the remaining bones.

More and more Zhanlongshan flashed.

Bai Wei flicked the blade, and the Han sword that swallowed the ghost king’s crown underwent a more subtle change.

The shape of this Han knife is a standard ring-headed Han knife. At first, it looked plain. After the devouring demon cat, there was a tiger head at the end of the handle. The tiger head bit the iron ring, and it also had some spirituality. Finally, the shape of the knife itself has not changed much, and it has not directly evolved into a terrifying mace. It is still a straight knife that conforms to the aesthetics of Chong Chinese people.

But the Han Dao is very straight, which also means that it does not have a shank. The shank is a hand guard, a ring between the hilt and the blade body, which is to prevent the sword fromWhen colliding, it is the same thing as the sword frame (sword boring), except that the Han knife does not have this part.

What changed this time was not the blade, but the iron ring at the end of the handle.

There was an extra layer of patterns on the iron ring, and the color was no longer just steel gray, but dark red, and red patterns emerged inside.

The ring head of the Han knife, if it is the highest-grade Han knife, the iron ring that comes with it is attached with a special pattern of dragon and bird, which is called the big ring of dragon and bird.

This knife has undoubtedly evolved. Bai Wei touched the blade, but he could feel that it hadn’t reached its limit yet.

At this moment, he could already clearly see that the entries attached to the knife had changed from one to two.

ã€Tiger Soul】ã€Ghost Fury】

It seems that different skills can be obtained by devouring different materials. As for what this skill is, Bai Wei has not looked into it for the time being.

He put away the knife and returned to the foot of the mountain. He was already very tired, but he couldn’t rest yet.

Cycling all the way back, the locomotive roared for a while, drove halfway, and then stopped.

Bai Wei checked for a while, thinking that there was something wrong with the motorcycle, but he looked at the dial on it.

“Day, I’m out of gas!”

…

Kyoto First General Hospital.

Jinguji Saki’s operation lasted more than half an hour. The fracture is not a serious injury, but it only hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days. Even if there is a way to heal quickly, only plaster can be cast for half a month. Small wounds have also been taken care of, with a few stitches at most, and the cosmetic needles used will not leave wounds.

When the temporary person in charge of the Jingu came here, his eyes were full of disbelief, but seeing these girls were still alive, he was choked up and speechless.

Of course there will be no blame, just guilt and heartache.

They came back alive, but some never came back.

Originally thought that the safest logistics force was almost wiped out, but the most dangerous sword shaman who charged forward only lost two people.

After some detailed questioning, the temporary person in charge of Jingu Kyoto understood that they were also rescued.

Only then did the sword shamans know that Kazama Crane Gongsi had died, and the body might not be found.

Everyone lamented.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the door, and a liaison officer from the Metropolitan Police Department walked up to the priest who was temporarily taking over as the palace secretary and said, “The body of Palace Secretary Kazama has been found, and it is on the way to be delivered.”

The priest was startled, and immediately retreated: “I’m sorry!”

He immediately went downstairs, wanting to see the last remains of this old colleague.

The sword shamans were all concentrated in one ward.

“The corpse fell into the crowd of ogres, so there must be no bones left. It’s good luck that Mistress Kazama can be sent back.”

“Good people get rewarded.”

“If, I mean if, is there such a possibility…” One of them had a sudden thought: “He sent it back?”

The sword shamans naturally knew who this ‘he’ was talking about.

Who else could it be?

There is only one person who can freely come and go in the crowd of ogres.

The sword shamans really can’t think of anyone else who has the strength and courage and the noble compassion unique to the strong.

Maybe, maybe not.

This didn’t prevent the sword shaman from feeling more fond of and looking forward to this strange young man, thinking that maybe he turned back to save more people?

“About your boyfriend.” Wuzi touched Jinguji who was dozing off with her elbow.

Jinguji was a little drowsy, too tired, not sober, and subconsciously muttered: “He’s not my boyfriend…”

The ward was quiet for ten seconds.

The next moment, the sword shamans screamed loudly: “What did you say!”