The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

"And after the new Takako is born, the old Takako will also die. But for more than ten years, there has been no new Amaterasu in Fuso, which means that Genkiyo is still alive."

"He cut off fate."

Having said that, the old man had a firm and determined look on his face.

Arisukawa Erin was stunned: "Cut off fate?"

"Yes, the fate of the so-called Sanguizi is just the shackles of the former true god, Izanaki Ming. His spiritual brand, accompanied by the coming of power, is imprinted in our soul source. Therefore, we must protect Fuso Island, against Yamata no Orochi."

The old priest said: "We can't defy this spiritual imprint, unless we pay the price of death. But our descendants will still continue this curse."

Ji Yan froze for a moment, and finally remembered something.

Yes, the third noble son of Fusang does have such a sad bondage.

This kind of spiritual imprint makes each generation of them have to marry and have children to reproduce.Then inherit the power of Sanguizi, guard Fusang Island, and watch over Yamata no Orochi.

It never ends.

"How did that Amaterasu do it?"

Arisukawa Erin was subconsciously touched.

Because it means freedom.

"I don't know either. I guess he used some method to cut off Amaterasu's fate, keep that power in his body, transform it into something else, and digest it by himself."

The old priest shook his head and said in admiration: "I don't know how he did it, but it's really remarkable. He is the last Amaterasu in the world, and there will be no more Great Sun Spirit Venerable in the future."

Arisukawa Erin was stunned, no wonder that Amaterasu was ordered not to return to Fusang for more than ten years.

Because he has nothing to do with Fusang Island.

The power of Amaterasu has become his unique thing.

Perhaps after cutting off the shackles of fate and eliminating the spiritual imprint, he can still improve on the basis of the soul origin of Da Ri Lingzun.

"And back then, I broke into Huangquan Country alone, and was going to seal Yamata no Orochi again."

The old priest said seriously: "Use my Tiancongyun sword. Although it can't be completely sealed like the god-conferring technique, it can still be done to make the seriously injured him fall into a deep sleep for more than ten years."

"Then?"

Erin Arisukawa asked.

"When I narrowly escaped death and entered Huangquan Kingdom, I found that Yamata no Orochi had been severely injured in the brain by Genkiwa's blow, and was in an extremely weak state."

The old priest chuckled and said: "Although he still won't die, it will take many years to recover from that level of serious injury. This is a golden opportunity."

Ji Yan narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"

"I dug out his brain, kept him in an unconscious state, and then put him to sleep with the Amazonu sword. You may not know how the Templar Church took Leviathan's power. But by chance Next, this method has been obtained by me."

The old priest looked at the blood sacrifice ceremony around him and the scarlet flames burning like hook jade, and said with relief: "I didn't expect that I have such an amazing talent in formation. In five years, I will use that method to improve it." Improvement, and thus used on Yamata no Orochi."

"What about false gods? In the face of human anger and desire, they are nothing more than a pitiful tool to be squeezed. How can they still have the prestige of the past?"

He looked at the young man nailed to death by the sword of fire on the bronze pillar with a cold expression on his face.

"In the end, I concealed my name and disguised myself as an old priest of the shrine, and brought up Erin for today. Let her inherit the power of Yamata no Orochi, and end the fate of San Takako."

The old man said softly, with a trace of withered sadness on his face.

Erin Arisukawa fell silent, and said, "No wonder, you've always been pretending. Whenever I peek into your heart these years, you let me see it on purpose, right?"

The old priest nodded: "Yes, as the third noble son, I can block your ability."

Erin Arisukawa stopped talking, and looked down at her wrist.

The scarlet gouyu seemed to sting her pupils.

"Excuse me for interrupting you two."

Ji Yan couldn't help but said: "What's the use of letting her inherit the power of Yamata no Orochi?"

The old priest showed a smile.

"First, completely kill Yamata no Orochi."

"Second, smash the beliefs of the people of Fusang Island."

"Third, let San Guizi completely disappear from the world." On the streets of Tokyo, the quiet streets.

Yuanqing and he ate a skewer in a slow manner, and said: "After completing the transaction with the supreme, with the help of his power, I devoured myself, that is, took the power of the Great Sun Lingzun as my own, and evolved the The new soul origin also eliminates Izanagi's spiritual imprint."

"But because the existence of Supreme and Death Knell cannot be disclosed to the outside world, I have no way to help the other two do the same. What's more, Supreme did not choose them."

He looked into the darkness in the distance, with a solemn expression: "So I can only follow the will of the Supreme, go out to find clues to return to the ruins, and go back and forth among countless strange places."

Sirius poured him a glass of sake, and said with a smile: "So the other people at Yaki Shrine don't even know that their Amaterasu Mandate has completely disappeared?"

Yuan Qinghe did not deny it at all: "Yes, according to my calculations, based on the injuries I caused to Yamata no Orochi and the seal of Amazono Yunjian, it will take at least 17 years for him to recover."

Sirius suddenly realized: "It's enough to last until the Supreme eats it."

"Well, in Supreme's plan, Yamata no Orochi will become a sacrifice sooner or later, but I never thought that Senior Yaban would do this to lift the curse."

Yuan Qinghe drank wine, pondered and said: "Although he has always expressed aversion to Sanguizi's fate because of his father's death, at his level, he probably can't think of this level of operation. It's too complicated. , even I can’t do it.”

Sirius showed an interested expression and asked curiously, "What operation?"

Genqinghe sipped a glass of wine, his eyes drooping: "He probably wants to transfer the power of Yamata no Orochi to himself and this generation of Tsukiyomi."

Sirius froze for a moment: "What kind of logic is this?"

He doesn't know much about the Yaqi Shrine.

"You are not from the shrine, so you don't understand. In history, there is no Sanguizi who is greedy and covets the power of Yamata no Orochi. But when the people of Fuso no longer believe in him, he will lose his qualifications as Sanguizi .At this time, their souls will be shattered."

Yuanqing and Shen Sheng said: "The soul is broken, but the inheritance will not be cut off. If they have blood descendants, this power will be passed on to their family members."

"If not, then before dying, his will will be replaced by the will of the original three noble sons, and a qualified person will be selected again, and he will be irrigated with blood and given strength."

"The chosen one will be given a new surname to take over the position of the third noble son."

He pursed his lips, his side face was as cold as a stone: "This is the backhand left by Izanagi, but it is not without loopholes. Guess, if San Takako really got the power of Yamata no Orochi, What will happen after the source of the soul is polluted?"

Speaking of this, it is already very clear.

Sirius is also an extremely intelligent person. After a little analysis, he came to the conclusion: "They have obtained the power of Yamata no Orochi, will they become crazy? Just like Yamata itself, they have an uncontrollable desire to destroy. And After coming out of Huangquan Country, the closest city is..."

"Miyazaki, Kagoshima, and then Tokyo."

There was a trace of pity in Yuanqinghe's indifferent eyes, and he said: "If the people of Fusang know that they have stolen the power of Yamata no Orochi, they will be disqualified and will be on the verge of death. But at that time, the source of their souls has been polluted. Unable to manifest the original three noble sons..."

At some point, a drizzle began to fall in the night sky, falling on the empty long street.

Sirius added: "At the same time, Yamata no Orochi has lost its power and died completely. Then, Sanguizi's fate is over, and he cannot continue to inherit it."

Yuan Qinghe stared at him, and paused word by word: "Three Takako will disappear completely. And because Amaterasu's fate has been cut off by Supreme, they only need to use the power of Yamata no Orochi, half of one person."

This is really a crazy plan.

It is like the flashing lightning in the layered dark clouds in the night sky, which makes people feel palpitating.

Sirius couldn't help complaining: "Does Susanoo hate the identity of the third noble son so much?"

He didn't even hesitate to use this method for more than ten years.

You have to put yourself on the line too.

"Speaking of this, actually..."

Yuan Qinghe showed a strange expression: "Susano no Mei and Tsukiyomi Ming of the previous generation are childhood sweethearts, do you understand? They used to love each other, but they couldn't have sex."

Sirius froze for a moment, as if there was such a saying.

Inside the Yaqi Shrine, clansmen with the surname of Sanguizi are not allowed to intermarry.

It's not a conventional ethical disallowance.

Instead, it is restricted by the spiritual imprint!

"It's troublesome."

Sirius frowned: "Our fifth apostle, the White Ghost, happens to be the Tsukiyomi of this generation, and she should have entered Huangquan Kingdom at this moment together with the sixth apostle."

Yuan Qinghe was silent for a second: "Any news about Ming Snake?"

"Well, that idiot can't talk nonsense about such things."

Sirius asked: "So what does the Supreme think? Haven't you issued an order yet?"

Yuan Qinghe shook his head: "I don't know either."

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In Huangquan, the seabed was cracked by violent vibrations, and a terrifying crack of hundreds of meters emerged, and the dark aura surged out like a tidal wave, terrifying like a tsunami.

The sea water in the sky was flowing restlessly, as if it was about to collapse.

"So do you understand? Erin's mother used to be my lover. And we can't have intercourse, and we will never be together. I can only watch her give birth to Erin with another man under the control of the spiritual brand The birth of Erin not only inherited her mother's power, but also deprived her mother of her right to be a living being."

The old priest closed his eyes, as if he was in anger, but also as if he was suffering pain: "It's the same for every generation of Tsukuyomi. The moment the child is born, the mother will die."

"And as Susanoo, who is destined to only give birth to men, the moment the child is born, the father will be deprived of his power and sacrifice for his son."

"As for Amaterasu's fate, it is not sure whether it will be a boy or a girl, but in any case, the previous generation who inherited the power of the three noble sons will die. Sometimes they lose their fathers, and sometimes they lose their mothers."

"This is the so-called inheritance of the three noble sons, a deformed, bloody inheritance."

The old man's voice was soft, but he seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

The fate of the third noble son is indeed extremely cruel.

When the next generation is born, the previous generation is not allowed to live.

Moreover, life after life, he is bound by the spiritual imprint and cannot be free.

Ji Yan has really improved his knowledge, and at the same time, he can also confirm that the death of this Susanoo has nothing to do with the Deathstroke Organization, it is a small accident outside the eating plan.

But for the girls around him, the blow was indeed too great.

Moreover, this story sounded a little weird to him.

But he couldn't tell what was unreasonable.

It felt like the old priest was hiding some other reason for doing this.

After hearing the story, Arisukawa Erin smiled silently.

"So that's how my mother died."

She said softly: "It's really hard work for you, teacher."

She looked down at her wrist, the scarlet jade flame was burning,

Calm, no anger, no resentment.

It was as if the one who was betrayed was not her.

"Sorry Erin, I have no choice."

The old priest said: "I have raised you these years, but I have also used you. Everything you know about the shrine is what I let you know on purpose. In order to use you to complete this plan, I also concealed it from you. He did a lot of things, and he did a lot of dirty work behind his back."

He smiled and said, "Actually, I am not worthy to be your teacher."

Erin Arisukawa looked up at him, and asked again: "You led me to join Deathstroke?"

This is also a question she is more curious about.

"Actually, I knew early on that Erin would choose to join Deathstroke. I just needed someone to divert my attention and block those guys from the Church of the Holy Church."

The old priest smiled wryly: "But at the same time, the death knell has indeed brought me a lot of trouble. If it drags on for a few more days, they will probably target me, right?"

Ji Yan smiled but said, "Almost, maybe one day is enough."

The old priest said quietly: "Fortunately, everything is in time."

He raised his right hand, and there were also scarlet jade patterns on his wrist.

At this moment, a hysterical roar sounded.

I saw that the boy tied to the bronze pillar was swallowed by the black air, replaced by a big black snake with scarlet vertical pupils and eight tails covered with black scales, hovering in the altar, as if in the sulfur hell Struggling ghost!

boom!