Bu Tian Gang

Yin Yu said: "At that time, I had not returned to Japan. In order to find out the origin of the stone box, I recruited talented people from all over the world in the name of research. An old monk told me that the stone box was a demon that was sealed in ancient times. Because of the balance of the law of heaven, one black and one white, monsters can never be killed, and they can never be killed, so there is a man with the power of the common people to subdue the monsters with great power and seal them in the stone box. Let it come out to do harm, but also maintain the balance of heaven."

As soon as Wu Bingtian heard it, he knew that the person who said these words to him must be a practitioner, and he should be a practitioner who has a deep understanding of the laws of the world.

The old monk warned Otowa Hatohiko, who was still called Asaka Hatohiko at that time, not to open the stone box, otherwise disasters would befall the world, but he obviously didn't understand Otowa, a cold-blooded and cold-hearted demon who can kill and torture people for fun, How could he listen to his advice? I'm afraid that after listening to his words, the desire to open the box will become stronger.

"No matter how much I coerce and lure, the old monk refused to help open the box. In order to prevent the secret from leaking out, I had to kill him. The folks in China and Japan can always find someone who is willing to help me, so I spent After three full years, the box was finally opened."

Otowa's breathing became rapid, as if recalling the scene of the year again, and even showed a dreamlike expression, completely ignoring the only audience present.

Wu Bingtian moved his fingers slightly, wondering if he could violently kill Yinyu at this time, and it would be over once and for all.

But he soon discovered that this idea would not work, because Wu Bingtian noticed that there was a very thin red line on the tatami between him and Otowa Hatohiko, which was almost invisible if one didn't observe carefully, it was obviously a boundary line.

There may be a barrier between him and Otowa, or, Otowa Hatohiko in front of him is just one of the phantoms projected here.

Of course Wu Bingtian could also choose to attack suddenly, but if he failed, he would completely lose the possibility of saving lives.

In a confrontation with an old fox like Otowa, a slight mistake would be enough to destroy the entire arrangement.

Wu Bingtian looked away from the red line, and met Yin Yu, who smiled knowingly at him, Wu Bingtian's heart trembled, knowing that he hadn't acted rashly just now, it was indeed right.

"Then what did you encounter after you opened the box?" He asked nonchalantly.

Yin Yu said: "At that time, besides me, two craftsmen, and four servants, all the people present, after the stone box was opened, a black air burst out from inside, and everyone who was swept away by the black air fell down on the ground. On the ground, kill immediately, except for me."

Speaking of this, an unusual excitement appeared on his face.

"Only me, the black energy came to me, instead of engulfing me, it circled around me a few times, and finally got into the sword in front of me!"

Wu Bingtian said: "Didn't that sword jump up and kill you?"

Yin Yu ignored the sarcasm in his tone, and asked seriously: "Director Wu, tell me, does this prove that I am the legendary man of destiny and the master who is destined to receive this demonic energy? Otherwise, Why is everyone else dead, and I'm fine?"

Wu Bingtian also found it strange, but he didn't show it. He just sneered and said, "Maybe you are a born demon, and that demonic aura smelled of the same kind, so naturally it didn't kill you."

Yin Yu actually felt that it made a lot of sense, nodded and said: "After thinking about it, I seem to have only this answer. It may be because I killed people in China at that time, and finally realized that the ultimate happiness in the world is not fame and wealth, but eternal happiness." The killing at the end coincides with the breath in the stone box, so it chose me, and I also chose it."

Wu Bingtian frowned: "The sword possessed by the devil is not an ordinary sword, is it?"

Yin Yu smiled and said: "As expected of Director Wu of the Special Administrative Bureau, he discovered the key right away. It is indeed not an ordinary sword, but a divine sword unparalleled in Japan."

Wu Bingtian thought for a moment, then blurted out: "Tiancongyun Sword!"

The Amazoni Cloud Sword, known as one of the three Japanese artifacts, is also known as the Kusanagi Sword. It is obtained from the body of the famous monster Yamata no Orochi. It is rumored that it is all white. It has been enshrined in Atsuta Shrine for many years. Even the Emperor does not want to see it will be able to see.

In the Edo period, a priest recorded its appearance, and then suffered a curse to death, which made the Amacongun sword itself even more mysterious.However, outsiders would never have imagined that Otoyu had obtained that sword as early as the early 40s, and even used it to refine demon energy.

It is naturally more convenient to do these things as Yin Yu's contacts.

Yin Yu nodded: "The Tiancongyun sword is worthy of the name of a divine weapon. Not only did it absorb all the magic energy, but it was also able to infuse the magic energy into my body little by little, so that I could use it for myself. When I was young, I was in a car accident. I suffered from painful aftereffects, and my head disease also came from it. But since I slowly merged with the magic energy, I feel that my body has undergone great changes. Even the headache has been cured without medicine. Not only that, even Aging has also slowed down. Now, as long as I take fresh heart regularly, I can maintain my life and strength, don't you think, is this amazing?"

Wu Bingtian said: "The Tiancongyun sword is hailed as a Japanese artifact, and it is heavily guarded. Even if you are a royal family, they may not let you take it out easily, and pollute it with demonic energy, right?"

Yin Yu laughed loudly: "You're wrong! What kind of magical weapon is the Tiancongyun Sword? Since it comes from the body of a monster, it is of course a veritable magic sword. Besides me, who else can control it? But if there is no magic energy in the stone box, In the end, I couldn't find that opportunity. How many people in ancient and modern times wanted to get the secret from Tian Congyunjian, but they failed. It was only me! I was the only one who, by chance, merged with the magic energy in the stone box and transformed into a human being. Demons are qualified to become the master of Tiancongyun Sword!"

Wu Bingtian said disdainfully: "You are old in vain, and your knowledge is so short! The Bobei Ye we killed in Southeast Asia before, that is the real monster, and you are just a mouse hiding in the gutter with the magic energy , what is there to brag about?"

Yin Yu didn't care about his deliberately provoking himself, and said with a smile: "Bobeiye? That's just a phantom clone of the Liuyutian Demon King, not the Demon King himself at all. It's just because it is separated from the main body and has independent consciousness. So self-righteous, Song En is also an overreaching idiot, he actually thought that he could become a demon with this credit, if he could have handed over the demonic energy to me, why should I delay it for so long? But not now It's too late, because I already have a bigger goal, and I'm already gradually realizing it."

Wu Bingtian: "The stele."

Yin Yu smiled secretly: "Yes, the stele. Do you think it will be useful for you to work so hard to prevent me from destroying the stele? Actually, what I told you was just what I wanted to tell you."

Wu Bingtian's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm: "Your information about the stele was also stolen from China. Do you think we don't know about it? Why bother to make a fuss?"

Yin Yu shook his head: "You guys won't know. Because I got some information from the magic energy after I merged with the magic energy in that stone box."

Wu Bingtian wanted to wait for him to say the most important information, but Yin Yu just stopped and refused to say any more.

He gave Wu Bingtian a sly look, as if he could see through the anxiety under his calmness.

"Director Wu, I have two suggestions now, do you want to hear them?"

Wu Bingtian: "I've been sitting here listening to your nonsense for so long, and you still ask me if I want to hear it?"

Yin Yu smiled and said: "The first suggestion is to switch to my camp. You also know that I am from the royal family. Even if I change my name and surname now, I still have unlimited resources of money and power. In Japan, there is nothing I can't do. I I heard that Director Wu likes to be an official the most, but how much can a deputy director of the Special Administration Bureau give you?"

Wu Bingtian snorted coldly: "Are you kidding me! I let China's Special Administration Bureau be inappropriate, and came to you to be a smaller official?"

Yin Yu said: "China has a vast land and resources, but you have to be subject to many restrictions. If you are in Japan, it will be different. I can let you take charge of the priests and onmyojis in Japan. As for money and power, there are countless. Wait until The darkness has completely descended on the world, and the whole world has been swallowed up by demonic energy. Those who looked down on you in the past and suppressed your official position will prostrate at your feet, crying bitterly, begging for your forgiveness."

Wu Bingtian was suspicious: "When will the darkness fall completely?"

Otowa smiled: "You don't need to know now."

Wu Bingtian: "What about the second suggestion?"

Yin Yu: "The second suggestion is naturally to be the same as your colleague, Dong Jilan, or Ding Lan."

Wu Bingtian narrowed his eyes. "It seems that Ding Lan has indeed died in your hands."

Yin Yu smiled and said, "Do you want to see him?"

He clapped his hands, and the surrounding environment became pitch black, as if in a closed room, the lights were suddenly turned off, and even Yin Yu disappeared out of thin air. Although Wu Bingtian knew that the other party was prepared, he couldn't help secretly congratulating himself that he hadn't acted rashly just now. , otherwise you will fall into a trap.

A faint light flickered in and out, floating in from outside.

Wu Bingtian seemed to be aware of it, turned his head suddenly, and saw a boy walking slowly with a round white lantern.

That boy has an ordinary face, no matter how you look at it, he is not Ding Lan.

"Didn't you want me to see Ding Lan? Where is he?" Wu Bingtian said coldly.

"Ding Lan's heart has been eaten by me, and the body has been refined by me with demonic energy. I'm afraid you won't see it. The only thing you can see is probably this lantern." Yin Yu's voice was unknown. Thinking of the dark place of the name, it seems to be in the front, it seems to be in the ear, and it seems to be in all directions, everywhere.

"It is his body oil that is used to light this lantern. Director Wu, this is the only memorial left by your colleague in this world."

If you can hold back when you hear that, you're not a man, not even a human being.

Wu Bingtian felt that at least he was still a human being, especially compared with the beast like Yin Yu, he was simply a unique saint.

He didn't choose to be patient anymore, but suddenly burst out, a gray shadow jumped out of his hand, but he didn't jump at the boy holding the lantern, but jumped to a certain point on his right!

In the darkness, someone seemed to be surprised. Wu Bingtian felt that his whip had indeed hit something, but there was still darkness in front of him. He could only act with his feeling. He couldn't help but think of Long Shen and Tang Jing in his heart, hoping that there would be something on their side. progress.

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Atsuta Jingu Shrine at noon is relatively quiet. Tourists from the tour group either finished their visits and went to eat, or came in the afternoon. At this moment, there are more individual tourists or locals, and many people wear traditional costumes and carry The old and the young came over, and Long Shen, who was wearing casual clothes and a backpack, was among them. Because of his tall and straight figure, even wearing sunglasses, he attracted a lot of attention.

After the three of them arrived in Tokyo, they acted separately. Wu Bingtian was in the light, Tang Jing was in the dark, and Long Shen drifted between the two. He didn't use the disguise of bone shrinking skills like Wu Bingtian, but his face was slightly modified. He has become less handsome, at best he has good features.

"Sir, are you a photographer?" A young girl couldn't help but stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

"It can only be regarded as an amateur photographer." Long Shen took off his sunglasses and grinned. People who have met Long Shen before would never contact this sunny and healthy photographer with the unsmiling deputy director of the Special Administration Bureau in one piece.

Long Shen showed the girl the photos in his camera, and the girl exclaimed: "This level is as professional as it is, you are so humble!"

If the winter solstice were here, one would be surprised to see his master open his mouth and spit out fluent Japanese, almost without thinking, and the pronunciation is a standard Tokyo accent, so that the girl completely believed his words and regarded him as a man who often travels around the world. Japanese.

Long Shen could have gone in alone, but if a man and a woman are walking together, the goal is always smaller than walking alone. The two of them walked and wandered. Now, Long Shen is a photographer, and he is familiar with the history of the shrine. It made the girl adore her and her goodwill doubled.

The two walked and chatted, and entered the shrine all the way.

"Sorry, Jiazi, I'm going to the bathroom, why don't you go somewhere else first?" Long Shen said.

The girl hurriedly said: "You just go, I'll take a stroll around here and wait for you to come out!"

Long Shen nodded, turned his head and walked to the public restroom.

After entering the single room of the bathroom, he locked the door and took out three short incense sticks and a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

The porcelain vase contained a talisman stained with Li Ying's blood. Before they set off that day, Li Ying's master in Maoshan specially sent it. With this thing, Long Shen could find Li Ying's location.

As soon as he entered the shrine just now, he keenly felt that there was an aura that seemed to be absent. According to the time, Wu Bingtian and Tang Jing agreed to act on the same day with him, and now they should also act separately. Whether the fluctuations in the world come from Wu Bingtian or Tang Jing.

Without stopping at all, Long Shen lit the short incense and put it in the porcelain bottle.

The incense rises up, but folds down in mid-air, as if an invisible hand pinches the smoke and forcibly twists it in one direction.

Long Shen looked in that direction, and the topographical map of the shrine that he had seen before appeared in his mind, and he immediately found the direction where the smoke was pointing.

He stubbed out the cigarette, threw the short incense into the toilet and flushed it away, cut his finger, and dripped blood into the porcelain bottle. After doing all this quickly, he put the porcelain bottle back into his pocket, opened the door to wash his hands and dried them, and quickly He walked out of the bathroom without stopping for a moment.

All this process only took a few minutes, and the girl wandering outside was not annoyed by the neglect at all. Just when she wanted to invite Long Shen to visit the treasure house, she saw the other party apologetically saying: "I just received a call, there is a Local friends heard that I was coming and wanted to come and visit me, I’m afraid we won’t be able to go shopping any longer.”

The girl was a little disappointed, and couldn't help but said: "If he doesn't mind..."

Long Shen showed a embarrassed smile: "Sorry, she is a girl."

The girl understood immediately, and she forced a smile: "That's okay, I'll give you the phone number, if you want to go somewhere during your stay here these days, I can be your guide, Mr. Tanaka."

There are few tourists under the cherry blossom trees. Occasionally look at this man and woman. The man is handsome and upright, the girl is delicate and delicate, and her words are shy and timid. It is inevitable that it is reminiscent of the scene of first love.

The truth is far from what others imagined. Although the girl has a crush on Long Shen, but when the two meet by chance, Long Shen just uses each other as a cover. Someone is walking with him, asking questions and answering questions, which is obviously more natural than him looking around alone. There were too many, and there was indeed no suspicion along the way.

Long Shen said goodbye to the girl, then hurriedly left under the disappointed gaze of the other party, and walked towards the gate.

He went out of the main entrance, but turned in another direction, walked around the periphery of the shrine, turned from the main road to the small road, and finally stopped at one place.

Long Shen took out the small porcelain bottle, and suddenly a wisp of blue smoke rose from it, just like in the bathroom just now, the smoke broke halfway and pointed forward.

This method of finding people was taught by the Maoshan School, and it is somewhat similar to He Yu's way of looking for his junior in Guangzhou.

Long Shen's eyes fell on the corner of the wall.

Three flowers grew there.

Flowers are wildflowers, an unusual species on the roadside. They can be seen everywhere. They grow at high latitudes, are resistant to cold and drought, and can also decorate the grass. It is winter, but the warm sun is warm, and the flowers and trees are swaying gently. The years are quiet and beautiful. Leisurely.

But that's not why Long Shen stared at them.

Of the three wild flowers growing side by side, the two on the left and right moved with the wind, and only the one in the middle remained motionless, as if its whole body was firmly stuck by an invisible object.

Long Shen suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the wild flower in the middle.

He also used a little bit of strength, ordinary wild flowers would not be so difficult to pick.

As he picked the flowers, the scene in front of him also changed.

There was nowhere to go in front of the stone wall, but a door suddenly appeared. The door trembled slightly, like a highway that had been visually distorted after being steamed in high temperature weather. Without the slightest hesitation, Long Shen pushed open the door and walked in. .

Immediately after the whole person did not enter the door, the stone wall returned to its original state, except for the missing wild flower, everything was the same as before.

Several tourists passed by and stood by the stone wall for a group photo, but they didn't notice anything unusual.

But Long Shen knew that the gate was actually a barrier, and the wild flowers were the key to trigger the barrier. He had come inside the barrier now, and it was still in the shrine, but it couldn't be regarded as being in the shrine. This is another space opened up by magic, just like the roof of the Special Administration Bureau.

However, the roof of the Special Administration Bureau is a collection of painstaking efforts of several masters, and it is slightly inferior here. There is no four seasons, and there is no day and night. It never moved.

The stone bricks on the ground are well arranged, and a path extends from under his feet to the door of the house in front.

The light smoke from the porcelain bottle rose intermittently, pointing to that room.

Long Shen walked forward slowly along the path, but when he took the sixth step, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed again, his feet turned into a crater where lava boiled, and the path he walked on turned into a crater. A chain bridge that can barely accommodate one person.

The sea of ​​fire was tumbling all around, sparks were flying, and the roiling heat was steaming up from the lava below. After a while, the shoes became hot and almost melted. The wooden planks were baked at high temperature, breaking pieces and falling into the molten sea, leaving only a few isolated iron cables on the bridge. Without the wooden planks, each link was at least five or six steps away. It's hard, let alone crossing the chain bridge.

A little spark splashed on the back of his hand, and the burning pain quickly spread from the skin to the nerves.

Long Shen knew that all this was not a simple illusion, but the product of the combination of illusion and reality. Since Yin Yu had already transformed into a demon, he must also have mastered the ability to distort space, overlapping the real sea of ​​lava and fire with this place to create a The space where the real and the fake blend together is the same as the rooftop of the Special Administration Bureau.

If it is an ordinary practitioner, nine out of ten will think that this is just an ordinary illusion, but if one accidentally steps on the air and falls, it will inevitably fall into the real magma, leaving no bones left.

Long Shen's complexion remained unchanged. With a twist of his wrist, a long sword was added to his right hand. The blade was completely black, but glowed faintly with white light.

He let go of his hand, allowing the long sword to fall straight towards the magma, but halfway down, the sword stopped suddenly, then made a sharp turn, flew up instead, and landed at Longshen's feet, the blade rapidly became bigger, unexpectedly It turned into a golden avenue, directly covering the chain bridge.

Long Shen stepped forward, the blade of the sword was as stable as a rock, and even the chain bridge did not shake at all.

In just a moment, he had already walked the entire cable bridge, and the surrounding scenery changed suddenly. The courtyard was still the same courtyard, and the path was still the same path. Everything just now was like a dream.Long Shen didn't hesitate much, and directly opened the door to both sides.

In a very ordinary Japanese-style room, Li Ying sat cross-legged in the middle of the room, and beside him was a boy who was holding a plate, as if he was going to deliver food to Li Ying.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, both of them walked towards the door.

Li Ying was overjoyed: "Dragon game!"

The boy was startled when he saw a stranger's face, and reprimanded him: "Who are you, get out!"

Naturally, Long Shen didn't go out, but strode towards them instead.

The boy let out a low growl, and rushed towards Longshen, halfway turned into a white wolf, with a bloody mouth and fangs, extremely ferocious.

"Dragon bureau be careful!"

"How is the situation now?"

Long Shen asked, turning his head to avoid the opponent's fierce pounce, but the white wolf's movements were extremely fast, and as soon as it landed, it folded and pounced again. Long Shen made a casual move, and the sword light swept in from the outside, flying steadily In his hand, he raised the sword and swept it away. Suddenly, the strong wind howled, and the wild snakes danced wildly. The white wolf was caught in the middle of the waist by the sword wind, and there was a deep bone wound in an instant. It wailed and rushed towards Longshen again.

Li Ying seemed to be trapped by something. When he saw Long Shen coming, he still sat still, but he could speak without hindrance. He also knew that Long Shen's time was limited, and Yin Yu would be disturbed at any time. tell.

"Ding Lan is dead, Yu Buhui's whereabouts are unknown, and I'm trapped by a barrier! Yin Yu is very powerful, much more powerful than a human demon. He seems to have completely become a demon, and he still has very powerful magic weapons and monsters in his hands." Beast, I watched Yin Yu burn Ding Ge's body with my own eyes, and refine the lamp with corpse oil—"

Having said this, Li Ying choked up for a moment, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and barely finished speaking.

"Yin Yu didn't kill me because he wanted me to be a bait to lure you over. Long Ju, leave me alone. Yin Yu must have put a ban on me, and there are even more powerful methods..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white wolf was beheaded by Long Shen with a sword, and Li Ying suddenly disappeared in place. The messy room seemed to have triggered some mechanism, and instantly turned into an overlapping space composed of dozens of mirror images. There is the same room everywhere, and the same Li Ying is trapped in each room.

Every Li Ying looked anxious and shouted Longju, their voices overlapped and echoed countless times, and they couldn't tell the truth from the truth.

"Long Shen."

A voice came from afar, ethereal, old and gloomy.

"I finally waited for you. I thought that Wu Bingtian would really dare to come and save people just because of Wu Bingtian."

Long Shen moved slowly in the mirror space, as if he wanted to find the source of the sound.

Seeing this, Yin Yu smiled: "Don't waste your efforts, I'm not in the space at all, this space is perfect, you can't find any flaws, I want to see if the famous Chief Long is really that powerful!"

Long Shen said: "There is no absolute perfection in the world, any formation and space has a fulcrum."

Yin Yu: "I'm afraid that before you find a way to get out, your companion is already dead. I have captured your Director Wu. But don't worry, I won't kill those ordinary people so easily. Kill you, you are my rare and precious prey, and I will train the most powerful monster in the world from you."

Long Shen's movements were not affected in the slightest by his words. He walked slowly in the space, stopping from time to time, as if he was observing the movement around him.

Whether Wu Bingtian was captured or whether Yin Yu was lying did not leave any disturbance in Long Shen's heart.

Through a mirror, Yin Yu can clearly see the enemy trapped in the mirror space, just like real-time monitoring, with a smile on his mouth, which is the hunter's determination to win the prey.

"I heard that Long Shen is not human." He said.

"I've also heard such rumors, and I also heard that his real body is the famous Chinese Seven Star Longyuan Sword." The person sitting next to Yinyu was the one who went to Yinchuan to destroy the stele and was later captured. Fujikawa Aoi, who had lost half of her life when she returned to Japan.

The other party's face was pale, and his figure became more and more rickety. He was no longer the cold and majestic person on Changbai Mountain when he first arrived in China, and he looked more like a little old man from an ordinary family.

But this little old man was once an all-powerful figure in the Japanese practice circle.

"Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword?" Yin Yu smiled playfully.