Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Fortunately, Yuzhong Ming is not an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient, otherwise this visual blow must be more annoying than the previous title.

The three walked into the room outside the side hall and changed their shoes.

A piece of clear light shrouded the indoor tatami, steaming hot.

Although I have seen this scene every day since winter, Saori Asakura is always amazed.

Only someone like her who has seriously studied the art of talisman can know how exquisite talisman skills are required to make the tatami in the room warm without burning.

I haven't seen Ming-Jun practicing every day, how can it be so powerful! Could it be that this is the gap between a genius and a mortal?

"I'm really a genius." Ning Ning sat cross-legged on the tatami, and didn't care about her image, she patted her chest proudly, and the indescribable part shook twice: "When I was studying today, I felt that the knowledge of Zhongyi was very simple. I was so stupid that I didn't understand it before. Going on like this, it's not a dream to be admitted to Dongda!"

She clasped her hands together, clapped her hands, and bowed to Yaokong: "Thank you for the grace of Lord Yushenmu, I will definitely serve you well."

No, no, no.

Yuzhong Ming denied in his heart.

If you say that it is the priestess of the Tenman Taisha Shrine (the god of learning) who signed the [Covenant of Heaven and Man], maybe it will make people's brains change, and Mijinmu has no such ability.

If there is a suspected god, it must be [Da Fu Da Shen].

But in this way, the power of [Dafu Dashen] is even more strange. Does it really make believers realize what they want?

Ignoring this for now, after the two little girls packed up their clothes, Yuzhong Ming told them what happened today.

Tsuji Chiba's letter, Honma Sara's situation, her abnormal state of mind, and even the worry about Tsuji Chiba's step-by-step arrangement of her own thinking, all told the two of them one by one.

After hearing these words, Saori Asakura frowned. Although she was very precocious, she was only an 11-year-old girl after all.She couldn't think of any way to break this huge web that appeared faintly.

And the 17-year-old Ning Ningqin, let alone hope that [Da Fu Da Shen] can enlighten her when she is studying. It has cost her several lifetimes of merit, so don't be too demanding.

Yuzhong Ming looked at Saori Asakura, who was in deep thought, and clapped his hands.

"Crack~!"

The crisp voice drew the other party out of his thoughts.

"Don't worry, you see, I'm here after all."

Asakura Saori was stunned for a moment, saw Yuzhong Ming's confident eyes, smiled and nodded.

"Well! Because you are here."

Chapter 14 Truth (1)

"Then, I'll start."

Outside the side hall of the shrine, the four of them had dinner. Sara Honma and Yuzhong Ming knelt facing each other, while Asakura Saori and Mitsui Ningning knelt in the corner.

After obtaining the consent of Ming Yuzhong, Sara Honma began to use the family ability that he had just possessed for less than a month----[The power of seeing and taking].This ability can summon the remnant souls of all things after death, and use the remnants to see the scene before their death, at the same time soothe the soul and relieve the pain.

If this kind of [seeing and taking power] is exerted to the limit, it can even comfort the dead spiritual veins of the earth and quell natural disasters in the records.

Of course, it is impossible for Sara Honma to do it now. In fact, for her, the ancient remnant soul on Tang Dao Bai Wugou has already surpassed the limit.

Tang Dao Bai Wugou was already unsheathed, and the beauty in the sword did not appear.Sara Honma placed the long sword in front of him, with the middle and index fingers of his right hand together, following the pattern of the sword, stroking from the blade to the tip of the blade.

three times in a row.

Sara Honma's fingertips radiated a faint white light, which was dotted on the tip of the blade.

A drop of blood slowly seeps out, pouring into the blade along the blade.

White light wraps around the blade.

Sara Honma's fingers still stopped at the tip of the blade, and the white light slowly contracted, flowing into the pulp of his fingers, and disappeared after a while.Afterwards, she put down Tang Dao Bai Wugou, slowly got up, dragged her fingers with white light with one palm, and stood in front of Yu Zhongming.

A finger wrapped in white light lightly tapped Yuzhong Ming's forehead.The white light was like running water, slowly seeping into his skin.

Yu Zhongming's eyes were tightly closed, his breathing was gentle, and he had already entered sleep.

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The world is in a trance, and the surrounding is colorful and messy, like an oil painting of chaotic colors, distorted and brilliant.

Yuzhong Ming stood in the air, like a third perspective in the game, watching the people interacting in front of him.

The object of his possession was a girl in a red and white witch costume. She seemed to have a very high status. Walking around the shrine, both priests and witches would kneel and salute her.

She walked aimlessly in the shrine, walked out of the torii for a while, jumped on the eaves of the main hall of the shrine for a while, and lay motionless in the room for a while, very free and unrestrained.

The images continued for a while, then suddenly twisted together, disrupting and rearranging the colors.

The picture is stable.

I only saw this shrine maiden standing under the torii, chatting with another shrine maiden.

Looking up, you can see the plaque hanging on the torii, with four traditional Chinese characters written in ancient Chinese

"Shimizu Shrine".

Another line in small print

"The Pregnant Mother Huang Quande Lord Iyana Beauty"

The two witches who were chatting looked closely, and their expressions were somewhat similar.