Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

Foxosuke, who was squatting on the table, was taken away by Hotaru with his tail before a result came out. Foxosuke, who was once again dominated by the "bear child" nightmare, his limbs were frightened, and he kicked his hairy legs. Not daring to move, looked pitifully at Fu Sangshen passing by, and asked for help with his eyes.

As for whether it works...

Seeing that it is still being carried by Hotaru, he should know.

When they went out, they happened to meet Suzumaru who came back. The long-haired Buddha sword nodded to Yingwan, and drifted past. Odachi opened his big green eyes and looked at Suzumaru's slender and thin back with envy. The longing in his eyes almost materialized.

Ah... He is obviously a big sword, and he doesn't want to be as tall as Taroden. When will he be able to look like Suzumaruden... It must feel good to be able to look down on others...

Hotaru puffed out her chubby cheeks, while thinking about where Saya Zuowen was, she hadn't gone to play with him for a long time.

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Shuzhuwan came to an open place and stopped, rubbing the handle of the knife with the thumb of his left hand, rubbing it once and for all.

What he said about being able to communicate with Otoko Honmaru was true. When Yuan Shigemitsu had an accident, the reverse transmission was forcibly suspended, and the connection between Honmaru and Shizheng was cut off. They couldn't get any news and could only act anxiously. Moment found his soul, but fell into a deep sleep without leaving any message.

They pondered for a long time, but in the end they couldn't survive the empty and endless waiting, and they just used various means to open the way to the present world. Some Fusangshen stayed voluntarily, and those who didn't want to stay left Honmaru and started. drift.

But this road is not so safe, he only found out when he went in, the landing point is not controlled by himself at all, it depends on luck where he falls, and the worst thing is that he doesn't have enough spiritual power to resist the distortion of time and space, As soon as the Fu Sangshen entered, they would be forced to return to their original state, and they were simply at the mercy of others.

And it just so happened that Shuzhuwan Hengci's luck was very bad.

He managed to fall onto that black street, and was picked up by some wicked people.Fortunately, with his rare status as the Five Swords Under Heaven, when others didn't dare to do anything, he discovered the extremely familiar aura on that barrier—very, familiar.

Having pierced that warm body with his body, tasted the sweet blood, and felt the taste of being wrapped in abundant spiritual power, Shuzhuwan immediately discovered the truth.

But at that time, he was the only one who couldn't do anything. In the end, he was sealed tightly because of the destruction of the barrier, and his consciousness fell asleep in the boundless darkness.

Jiang Xuezuo buried part of his soul in the depths of Yuan Shigeguang's consciousness, so he fell into a long sleep. In fact, no one except him knew that Shuzhuwan's soul was not complete.

He had already cut a part of himself under the cherry blossom tree that was in full bloom on the day he assassinated Yuan Shigemitsu.

Although he was delirious after being tortured by the dark fall, he subconsciously felt the extreme pain when he used the Buddha knife to slaughter innocent people for the first time. A small piece of transparent soul quietly shattered and landed on the bloody blade of grass.

It reflects the scenery of cherry blossoms floating and falling that day. The ghost walking out of the lotus has long hair from deep black to snowy white, and purple Buddhist beads are wrapped around his slender wrists, reflecting the empty blue sky behind him. The Buddha knife with broad and straight eyebrows is holding a rosary, with a touch of vermilion and purple at the end of his eyes, as if the lingering whispers of the world of mortals have been drawn into the heart of the Buddha.

That was the first Tianxia Wujian, Shuzhuwan Hengci.

He was tired of human ambitions, confused by the changeable mind of the creator, and finally got tired of trying to convert them. His Buddhist path embarked on the road of killing and stopping killing. For the original one, he was obsessed with seeking the truth of Buddhism and Taoism. Shuzhuwan lost his patience, so he willingly gave up the self who was still willing to struggle in the past years.

How painful it is, to examine myself over and over again, to explore the heart, and to dissect the most secret and subtle thoughts...

Better to forget it.

So just let the fragmented soul repeat the past memories under the cherry blossom tree.

until today.

until today……

Shuzhuwan raised his head, his eyes were closed, he couldn't actually see the color of the sky, but he could feel the clear blue, crystal-like texture.

The Tao that belongs to Shuzhuwan Hengji, no matter at any time, one should not be afraid to face oneself.

Moreover, he met a person, a person who allowed him to look at the past calmly again.It's time to try to pick up the original heart, the sword that is confused by the self will rust and blunt.

Shuzhuwan Hengci slowly raised his hand, drew the knife out of its sheath, and pointed the tip of the knife quietly at the ground. He paused in thought, his face as serene as a lotus flower.

Suddenly, the hand holding the knife tightened, and the blade was like a fire, pointing towards a place in the void, and staring at the distant call, there was a long echo in the endless time——

The divine power overflowed along the edge of the blade, twisted into a silk thread and flew out, causing faint ripples in the air, like a stone thrown into the water, the circles of ripples spread outward, and the quiet wind began to be restless.

"Ding--"

There was an extremely subtle cracking sound, and the center of the ripples rotated to reveal a touch of vermilion, appearing and disappearing in the unstable space.

San Riyue did not know when she came to him, she squinted her eyes to see the point slowly expanding, and she still had that steady and relaxed smile on her face.

The divine power fluctuated violently here, and Shuzhuwan didn't think about hiding it from them. The chaotic footsteps gradually approached and stopped at a place not too far away.

"found it?"

Yuan Shigemitsu wandered over from the other side of the corridor, staring at the vortex that had exposed the panoramic view of the gate, and asked a question as if he had nothing to say, Yaken followed him, at first he didn't quite understand what the question was, but as The vortex was enlarged, and there were still people who couldn't recognize it.

This is their Otoko Honmaru.

Fu Sangshen stood together in twos and threes, silently staring at the somewhat faded vermilion gate, Shu Zhuwan retracted the knife, watched the gate stop for a while, and walked over steadily.

Yao Yan was immersed in his own thoughts, and was caught off guard by the sight of a mountain blowing past him. When he looked up, Yuan Shigemitsu had already stood with Shuzhuwan, and his palms were pressed against the slightly heavy and cold door.

—General, you are moving too fast, aren't you?

Yaoken muttered something in his heart, and Yuan Shigemitsu pushed open the door that looked like it hadn't been used for a long time.

Honmaru is still the same as before, the night is dark, the stars and the moon are hidden behind the clouds, the stone lanterns in the courtyard are lit up one by one, illuminating the distance from the gate to the castle tower, and the warm light lazily paves a reddish road , like a wanderer waiting to go home.

A slender young man sat alone on the corridor, half of his snow-white cloak was hanging down on the floor, his long blue hair was tied into a ponytail, his right eye was covered by too long bangs, his temperament was gloomy, and he was dangerous like poison , with a smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing a sharp golden eye, his whole person carries an inexplicable sense of mystery.

Smiling Qing Jiang held the unsheathed knife, his face towards this side was flickering in the lights and shadows, only that weird smile was as clear as a freeze.

"Ah, who is it that came..." The blade turned slightly, revealing a trace of light as clear as autumn water, "The only way to kill the female ghost that comes at night..."

"Sadaji."

Shuzhuwan twiddled the rosary, and interrupted the smiling Qingjiang before he could say something more strange.

Wakizawa, who was blocked from continuing to play handsome, was a little unhappy, took back the knife, stood up, and nodded perfunctorily at Suzumaru: "Ah, it's Koji."

His gaze immediately fell on Yuan Zhongguang who was wearing a cloak next to the number of beads, his strange-colored pupils bent, his head tilted, and he made a smile called "obedient" with an adult male face , looks more obedient than the tortoise shell Zhenzong.

...Wait, why did I suddenly think of tortoiseshell?

Yuan Shigemitsu thought about it in his heart, and felt that Qingjiang was really sorry for comparing Qingjiang, who looked very serious and innocent, with the tortoise shell.

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"It's the master, the master is finally back, it's really empty for such a long time—I mean the soul."

The deliberately lowered laughing voice seemed very lingering, like a man flirting with his lover at night talking about love, Yuan Shigemitsu intuitively...was he mistaken again?

No no no, it's impossible, a knife like the tortoise shell is enough, how can it be found everywhere?

The atmosphere in Honmaru is really gloomy, the air is sticky and damp like water, this is what happens in Honmaru without a god judge, the air lacks spiritual power, this is a very uncomfortable environment for Sangshen , the smiling face of Qingjiang is quite normal, obviously he is very used to this kind of life.

As soon as Yuan Zhongguang stepped in, he felt that something was wrong. The spiritual power in the air was pitifully low, almost to the point where he could not help Fu Sangshen maintain his body.

But it shouldn't be. When he left, he obviously left enough spiritual power for them to live a stable life for hundreds of years.

But this is not the point anymore, the point is——

"Why are you alone? What about them?"

After Minamoto Shigemitsu sensed it for a while, he could find that there was no other active Fusangshen in this pill, leaving behind a smiling face Qing Jiang, like the only lonely soul in this huge cage.

"Do you ask others when you come here? If you use the words of the world, you are a scumbag..." Smiling Qingjiang flattened his mouth a little bit, stretched out his hand and pointed to the room with the half-closed curtain door behind him, "Here, they are all here Slightly."

The curtain door opened with a bang, and dozens of swords of different lengths, shapes, and types were neatly displayed inside, covering the entire ground.

"This is……"

Yuan Shigemitsu was a little stunned, he was a little speechless looking at this rather heroic scene, the smiling Qingjiang didn't look at him, he stretched out his arms like picking up fruit, and pulled the sword close to him into his arms, without cherishing it at all. After putting it on the back porch, he continued to go back and pick up the rest of the swords, muttering in his mouth: "Master, you have been away for a long time, we used your spiritual power to open the space-time tunnel, and accidentally used it too much, so we had to save resources like this Is it... me?"

He held a few katanas under his arm, turned around to meet Shangyuan Shigemitsu's eyes, the golden demon pupils were filled with clear and seductive water: "I stayed here on purpose to open the door for you, of course, you If you have other needs, it can also be satisfied~”

The goosebump-provoking temperament of Wakizashi is very suitable for this scene. The courtyard at night, the dark stone lanterns, the erratic wind, and the white funeral on him make this scene really chilling from head to toe.

Suzumaru stood in place silently, the fusangshen behind were not dead, Mikazuki, whose sight was blocked by the door, listened to Wakizawa's words, her smile deepened, and she involuntarily stepped back a few times when she saw a few swords around her. step.

Ah, it's so scary, I feel like black air is coming out. Hey...

"They just lost their spiritual power. It must be very easy for the master to wake them up, right? Before that—" Qing Jiang smiled, and the way he stood there could be described as sweet and lovely.

"Welcome back, master."

The author has something to say: Ah!Did Dao Dao grow up eating cuteness?Why are they so cute!

Qingjiang is a treasure, and the tortoise shell is also a treasure!

I love them!

Let us grandly welcome the debut of Smiling Green River!

Preview of the next section:

How could there be no malicious swordsmen in the Shura Field to make troubles, one of the classic plots of troubles-climbing the bed.

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To be able to break through the encirclement of Fusangshen, and to have the guts...

Guess which hero is so bold and careful?

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