An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

In the spacious school grounds, the thousand-year-old cherry trees bloomed with snow-white cherry blossoms again. Onmyoji masters and distinguished guests who came to visit sat on both sides.

According to etiquette, if you are a guest, even if you are a bad guest, you should at least serve a cup of tea.

"Why are we here? We don't even have a person in charge." The contemporary great swordsman Kamizumi Nobu said with a frown.

The Kamiizumi family, as a neon kendo family, inherited from the sword master Kamiizumi Nobutsuna.

In neon swordsmanship, although it is not as prominent as a double swordsman like the Yagyu family.

It is not as legendary as the first Tsukahara Buden of Neon Kendo.

But as Tsukahara Buden's disciple and Yagyu Soen's teacher, he is undoubtedly one of the pillars of Neon Kendo, playing a role in connecting the past and the next and ordering the inheritance.

Therefore, in Neon Kendo, even the Yagyu clan, the top family in kendo, must bow to a member of the Kamiizumi family as half a master.

"Why should Swordsman Kamizumi be angry? Am I not here?" Miyamoto Himura said with a smile. He was wearing a green hunting suit and holding a cypress fan in his hand.

"You" Ueizumi Nobu raised his eyes, "If you, the Miyamoto family, focus entirely on Niten Iichi, maybe I will still look at you, but your swordsmanship has gone into the evil way, and the Neon swordsmanship family will lose one person from now on. .”

The Miyamoto family is a special family. They are not only the inheritors of the sword master Miyamoto Musashi, but also one of the five great yin and yang families.

The reason why they are so special is because the word "Miyamoto" was originally meant to protect the imperial palace.

The Miyamoto clan has always been the personal bodyguards of those in the imperial palace, so they are able to gain a foothold in both Kendo and Onmyodo.

"I am indeed ashamed of my ancestors' inheritance, but today the Miyamoto clan can re-establish the Yin Yang Lao and live up to the reputation of our ancestors."

"So, you are the one who will take action today." Kamiizumi Nobu, who was kneeling casually, stood up on his own. He put his right hand on his waist, and a sword intent filled the air, locking Miyamoto Himura on his green hunting coat collar. Cracked instantly.

The newly sprouted cherry blossoms on both sides fell like a rain of flowers in the cold wind.

"It captures people without hurting them. The living sword of Shangquan Donor has already achieved the samadhi." Monk Yixiu pinched a drifting cherry blossom and smiled. His laughter was like the warm sun, and the biting cold wind quietly disappeared. .

After a good business exchange of compliments, Cedric said in his heart of admiration and admiration. Sure enough, the business exchanges between big shots are so subtle that they can reveal their true qualities.

Although Miyamoto Heimura could be said to have been restrained in one move, he did not feel any loss. "According to the challenge of kendo, the commander is not the first to take the stage."

"What do you mean?" Tachibana Masanori said beside him. He was wearing a purple priest robe. As the great priest who built the Thunder God, how could he allow the Yin and Yang Dao to be reestablished and enrich the majesty of the Shinto?

"Since we are all competing, why not let the younger generations of our party try it out first to see if our Yin Yang Lao is qualified to be reestablished."

Hearing Miyamoto's words, Monk Ikkyu seemed to have a pearl of wisdom in his hand, and he was the first to speak, "Since Miyamoto's benefactor has become so popular, our Sensoji Temple has agreed to accept it."

"Zhishu, go and ask for advice on the wonderful method of Yin and Yang Dao."

A monk wearing light gray robes stepped out from the crowd. He stood in the center with his hands clasped together and said nothing.

Just as Miyamoto Heimura was about to speak, Cedric stepped forward and said, "Miyamoto Gonsuke, I am willing to fight."

Miyamoto frowned. The opponent was an onmyoji from the Hanakaiin family, but he was not a direct descendant. Could he be qualified for the first battle?

But even if he loses, it's not a big deal, just let him try.

Seeing Miyamoto nodding, Cedric walked up to the monk and said, "In the dark night, please enlighten me."

Zhishu didn't say much. Behind him, a solemn Buddha statue came here like the sun in the sky. The Buddha statue had an angry face, a body with thousands of hands, and all the majesty and wisdom in it.

It turns out that the monks are really cruel when they start talking, Cedric muttered in his heart.

"Avalokiteśvara Dharma" Miyamoto was a little surprised. Although the practitioners of Neon knew that the big Bodhisattva in Sensoji Temple was just a clay sculpture, the Pure Land Buddhism they inherited was not a clay sculpture.

Monk Yixiu praised, "Zhishu made a great vow in his early years to save the world from all kinds of suffering and save thousands of kinds of people in the world. Now he has fulfilled two out of ten of his vows."

His words were relaxed, but everyone was awe-inspiring in their hearts. The Great Vow of Avalokitesvara was not something that ordinary monks could make, and looking at the Buddha statue with a hundred arms behind Zhishu proved that what Ikkyu said was true.

The joint product of aspiration and ambition

"Om." Zhishu's chest expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Buddha's call, like the roar of a dragon and elephant, was shocking.

Under the action of sound waves, the air was like thick glue, creating huge waves that surged towards Cedric.

Just when the sound wave was about to touch Cedric, a small figure stood in front of him. She raised her right hand, revealing a green-white wrist, and slashed down with a short knife that looked more like a handicraft than a weapon.

The vast Buddhist sound was cut in the middle, washed away, and swept through the cherry blossoms that filled the sky and fell to the ground.

Luoying, red hair, dagger, and witch merged into one, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Cedric chuckled and said, "This is my shikigami, Demon Sword Princess, please teach me."

Opposite him, several practitioners standing on the edge had their eyes fixed, unable to suppress the shock in their hearts.

Who doesn't know that the God of Demon Sword Princess and Eri Uesugi are in charge of the Word Spirit Trial? Seriously, even those at the peak of the sixth level must be careful.

But did the reincarnation called Kuroyoru on the opposite side use a special method to take Eriki out of the dragon world?

Or, as he said, he refined Eriyi into his own shikigami. In that case, it would be even more terrifying.

"Demon Sword Princess?" Tachibana Masanori said in a deep voice. If it were just an ordinary Demon Sword Princess, she would naturally be suppressed by her attributes in front of a Buddhist teaching of Zhishu's level.

But the opponent can easily cut off the Buddha's name, which is enough to show that this Demon Sword Girl is extraordinary.

"Excellent sword skills." A flash of lightning seemed to flash in Kamiizumi Nobu's eyes, "He is indeed a demon born for the demon sword."

"Well." The second Buddha's chant sounded, and the Dharma form behind Zhishu surged with hundreds of arms, layered on top of each other, forming the fearless seal, turning into thousands of fist shadows, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Beniji's downward slashing right hand waved upward casually, like splashing ink, rolling up countless cherry blossoms that had fallen to the ground. Each cherry blossom reopened in mid-air, and they were given the authority to judge.

Cutting off all enemies that are not allowed in this realm, even gods and Buddhas.

Countless golden lights dispersed and turned into flowing fireflies, and all the Buddha's arms were cut off.

In the sea of ​​cherry blossoms that fill the sky, Hong Ji confronts Jishu in gray monk robes, just like the legendary supreme demon.

A wonderful battle ended within ten seconds. At this time, there was a sound of breathing all around, as if time and space had just been frozen.