The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"You can still fight," Lai Guang took out the axe, and the Lei Guang in his hand reached its peak at this moment: "We will fight to the last moment with hope, and consume more of your strength!"

Your Majesty Ji Witch, what you see with your eyes is absolutely correct. Onmyoji will eventually become the source of disaster, and justice will win or lose—these things are worthless in their eyes. Your worries are correct.

It's just that we were all careless, and we never thought that he would actually do this.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, Raikou can no longer serve you..."

Looking up to the sky, Lai Guang raised his battle ax and said, "My lords! This is the time to be loyal!"

"Yes!!"

At this moment when human morale was at its lowest, Laiguang led the warriors under his command to launch the final charge. The shocking fighting spirit and the roaring thunderstorms also attracted the attention of many people.

As I said before, human beings are very fragile. If they are abandoned, they can only be slaughtered by others, but once someone can guide them, they will be able to pick up the lost strength again.

You don't need to do anything earth-shattering, you just need to give them a little bit of hope, even if there is only a glimmer of light, these weak guys will all jump on it like moths.

Seeing more and more guys who fell into the final madness follow behind Laiguang, Cuixiang frowned, and it was not an option to go on like this after all.

Of course they can gather and annihilate these humans, but...

Well, she doesn't really care about these things. She only cares about Raikou. Judging from the chaotic offensive of the other party, it's almost time.

Ghosts are different from other monsters. Those who bear the blood of ghosts may not necessarily become ghosts, but as long as they inherit this bloodline and are inspired by their companions, the power of ghosts hidden in the bloodline will definitely be awakened.

So, proud Genji samurai, after you have completely turned into a ghost, will you still take it as your mission to protect these human beings?

Chapter 92 What is Justice

"Just stop here, thank you, Aaron."

Gently pushing away the hands that were holding Wu Ye, Qingming took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of Yinyang Liao, unable to get in, leaving only Wu Ye who was lost in thought facing the door.

Walk through the deserted corridor, cross the deep barrier, and come to the familiar small courtyard, familiar hut, familiar flowers and plants, and that familiar person.

Everything is the same as in the memory, except for Qingming's state of mind that he can't explain at this time.

"...I'm here, master."

As always, Qingming bowed his body, saluted the master respectfully, and then heard the old but vigorous voice of the master who was neither far nor near.

"Get up, Seimei."

"Yes, Master." Qingming straightened his upper body, staring at the old man who seemed to be swallowed by darkness, curled up in the shadow that the light could not reach, only those old eyes that were not cloudy seemed to be still resisting With all this inevitability.

"It's almost time for you to come... Sure enough," the old man's tone was full of nostalgia as soon as he opened his mouth: "Your eyes are exactly the same as when the teacher was young, so the teacher chose you as the heir to cultivate Bar."

"Master Master's kindness, Qingming will never forget it for the rest of his life. In this life, the skills taught by Master Master will definitely be famous all over the world."

"As a teacher, I never deny your talent. Qingming, you are the most powerful genius in my yin-yang lineage for thousands of years. It's a pity that you were born in an inappropriate era." The old man's eyes were covered A layer of gloom, issued a deep sigh.

Hearing that sigh, Qingming's figure trembled slightly, and his tone seemed a little trembling: "Then, master, this enchantment...isn't it really a mistake?"

"As a teacher, I have never made a mistake in my life, let alone such an important formation, how could I make a mistake."

"But...why?" Qingming's heart was more fragile than ever, and the feeling of being betrayed by the most important person was tantamount to the collapse of the sky.

"Everything is for me to wait for the line of Onmyoji!" The old man's words were loud, and he slowly stood up from the shadows, standing upright like a pine and cypress. shake.

"But, Master—" Even knowing the truth, Qingming couldn't let go of the indelible master-student relationship between the two. She pleaded in an almost humble tone: "If those people are all killed by monsters If so, how can we win this war?"

"You're wrong, Seimei. It's neither them nor us who will lead the outcome of this war. We'll be invincible early in the morning."

Qingming was taken aback by the old man's words, and saw that he took out something from his wide sleeve robe, it was not a talisman, but a letter.

"This is a letter written by the previous Master Xixing to his daughter." As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he knew that there must be an astonishing mystery hidden in it, so he continued: "As a friend of that adult, as a teacher Naturally, I got his entrustment to forward this letter to the next Master Xixing, who is also the daughter of Xixing of this generation."

"..." But the letter was still in the hands of the master—Qingming held her breath, feeling panic for no reason.

"Let's be honest, Teacher Wei took it apart and read it without authorization--" the old man lowered his head, as if he felt guilty for his actions: "Until the moment before I opened it, Teacher Wei didn't believe that I would do such a thing." As a teacher, I am relieved until I know the contents of the letter, even if I am ashamed to see my old friends after death, it doesn't matter."

"What... was written there?" Qingming swallowed the horror in his heart and asked tremblingly.

"Wrote the truth about the 200-year war," the old man said in an astonishing way: "It is also the reason why I can and dare to do this as a teacher. Qingming, we have won this war as early as the beginning."

"...If that's the case, why sacrifice the lives of those people?" Seimei asked impatiently.

"Alas," he sighed again, and the old man showed no pity in his eyes, "That's why I said as a teacher, Qingming, you were born in the worst era."

"Master?"

"Qingming, there is only one wish in my life as a teacher, and that is to be able to hand over a complete inheritance of Onmyoji to you." Having said this, the old man shook his head: "It's a pity that His Majesty didn't give so much time to be a teacher. .”

"I, I don't understand, Master, what does this have to do with His Majesty...?" Qingming asked blankly.

"Son, righteousness is also prioritized. If one day, you could only choose one thing between loyalty to His Majesty Ji Witch and the inheritance of Onmyoji, what would you do?"

"I..." Painful struggle flashed across Qingming's face. Qingming, who had received an orthodox education since childhood, couldn't react immediately to his master's outrageous remarks.

The old man approached and asked, "Qingming, my teacher asks you, have you ever seriously thought about why human beings have to expel monsters?"

"Because monsters cannibalize people." Qingming hesitated for a while, and chose the answer that he approved of in his heart, but unfortunately he did not get the approval of the old man.

"wrong."

The old man shook his head slowly: "The reason why humans fear and hate monsters is because monsters are too powerful."

"powerful?"