[Comprehensive] Supernatural Honmaru Experience Records

After congratulating a certain Fengshen lord for achieving the achievement of "the world's first rocket eater", this lord god still came over.

The purple-haired Fengshen did not rely on Fenglong, he picked up his robe and walked slowly through the forest, while the blue Fengshen also followed behind his own god, step by step.

The god's figure is still tall and straight, with a handsome demeanor, but Gu Pan still can't hide his fatigue and gauntness... The mutual defense and hypocrisy with the sea monster has exhausted him too much energy, almost making him mentally and mentally haggard.

But he has to.

Creatures like sea monsters, "Fengshen Yimulian", who are at the end of their strength, cannot be defeated at all. Only by becoming "Blue Wind" can they have a chance of survival.

This is a glimmer of life that he tried his best to give to his believers... his former believers.

The sunlight passed through the gaps in the irregularly shaped leaves, but what remained on the ground were round spots of light. It shone warmly on the body, and when it fell on Cangfeng's purple robe, it softened the color a bit.

Perhaps it was the last ray of light that had not yet been burnt out as a god, which almost gave him the absurd illusion of... returning to the time when he was not forgotten by the believers and was still enshrined.

Thinking of this, the purple-haired god lowered his eyes slightly, really... Ever since he became "Blue Wind", he shouldn't have such unrealistic fantasies.

It's just that... he really cared too much about the space-time rift that just appeared above his shrine.

It's the divine power with its own breath, very strong... Even when I was at its peak, I couldn't compare to this power, but——

However, he also felt the demonic power under Fengshen's divine power, which could not be concealed no matter what.

When he felt this moment, even with the good concentration honed while dealing with the sea monster, Cang Feng stood up almost pale, because he got up too fast, he almost staggered and fell.

He couldn't keep his composure—

Why?Why do space-time rifts suddenly appear?Why is his divine power gushing out?And... why is there a demon power?

Cang Feng didn't dare to think about it, it was very possible that he couldn't stand the sea monster's bewitchment, and then...then...

Before he could see clearly, he was blasted back.

Lying on the cracked ground, Cang Feng had only one thought before falling into a coma——

Is it so violent to become a youkai?

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Being severely punished by the suspicious sea monster, Cang Feng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneaked out while the sea monster was not around.

I really care too much.

According to his current divine power, if he tried his best, he could barely tear apart a small corner of the space.

It was late at night in his plane, but when he came here, it was still daytime. He was walking through the woods, quietly feeling himself belonging to another plane, the majestic spiritual power rushing towards his face like a wave.

"Look, Master Blue Wind..." Qinglong behind him stretched out his long-suppressed body by the sea monster in the long-lost spiritual power of the wind god, and his voice was full of unbelievable and cautious joy, "This is so powerful... the future... Do you?"

Cang Feng didn't say a word, and his worry was well concealed in his expressionless face.

He continued walking, and then stretched out his hand, pushing aside the branches in front of him.

The wind dragon behind continued to follow behind, and suddenly bumped its nose against the back of the suddenly stopped Cang Feng, which startled it, and was about to raise its head to ask why its god stopped suddenly, when it saw the In an instant, just like his own god, he froze in place in a daze.

The shrine, which was only left with ruins, is now a magnificent shrine.

The stone steps eroded by rainwater are now pure white and clean marble, with a lifelike wind dragon relief in the center; the dim and mottled pillars with red paint are now brand new and towering, and the newly added 12 pillars support the shrine like a giant. The beast rises from the ground.

This is... Fengshen Shrine?Is this a shrine?

The huge impact made Cangfeng forget the Vulcan cannon warning before, he forgot to cover himself, and staggered out from the bushes, he stretched out his hand in a gaffe, as if he wanted to touch it, to confirm if it was a dream A mirage in—

"Master Blue Wind... We have been waiting for you for a long time."

A clear and clean female voice resounded from beside him, waking up Cang Feng, only to realize later that there were a total of eight priests and maidens, male, female, right, who had been maintaining saluting postures beside him.

This made Cangfeng a little at a loss for a moment, as a god born in the countryside, even when he was enshrined, he never had priests or witches.

He looked at the eight priestesses and priests who were standing and saluting with upright and solemn features in a daze. He didn't know what to do next. For a moment, he even felt ashamed.

Thinking that a fallen god like him can have such a majestic shrine in the future?

"Please come with me." Dr. Kuwana saluted again, and then walked in front of Cangfeng to lead the way, and then the witches and priests who were at the side took pictures in an orderly manner. They were in two rows behind the gods, and the rules were very standard , even the most senior miko can't make a mistake.

Which of the agents of the SCP Foundation is not a dragon and a phoenix?Their disobedience is just spoiled by their own Fengshen, but when it comes to important occasions, they are definitely the best ones.

"Master Fengshen has long expected that you will come to visit today, and specially ordered us to wait here." Dr. Sang Ming's posture was dignified, and Cang Feng couldn't help but think of the famous eight hundred nuns.

"Your... Fengshen, is he there?" Cang Feng seemed to have forgotten, or rather had to forget, the tenderness he had been in for so long. He tried his best to slow down his tone, and asked like this.

It was a coincidence that this day was a coincidence, it was the day when every director of the SCP Foundation site sent materials to the headquarters, Fengshen Yimu was absent for a month, and Cangfeng caught up with him.

"Please wait for a while." Dr. Kuwana took a step slightly faster, and opened the carved door of the main hall for Cangfeng——

The solemn and solemn main hall with vermilion lacquered stone pillars is lined up one after another. Compared with Japanese shrines, this place is more like a Chinese temple. The SCP Foundation has invested heavily in it, coupled with Natsume Takashi's modern and ingenious design. The only thought here is...

good looking.

Cang Feng stepped into the hall together with Qinglong behind him, even though he deliberately concealed it, he could still see his restraint, he was sitting in the guest seat, and a witch with quick eyes and quick hands beside him brought green tea just right.

Then, everything became quiet, the priestess and the priest stood on both sides with their arms tied, silently, while the chief priestess, Dr. Sang Ming, looked at Blue Wind quietly, as if waiting for him to say something.

This made Cang Feng even more nervous.

With this face exactly the same as Fengshen Yimulian's, there is an unconcealable exhaustion between the slightly embarrassed and bewildered brows at this moment. He seems to want to maintain the expression of pretending indifference before, but... seems to have failed.

It's a cute expression that won't appear on Fengshen-sama's face at all!

All of a sudden, Dr. Kuwana couldn't help laughing.

With Cang Feng's bewildered eyes, Dr. Sang Ming stepped forward generously, picked up the green tea cup on the table, and stuffed it into Cang Feng's hand without any explanation.

Really... I can't see my god showing any expression of being bullied at all.

The tea is delivered from another site of the JP branch of the SCP Foundation, and the quality is even much better than that of tribute tea.

"You don't have to make things difficult." Dr. Sang Ming seemed to let go a lot, molesting this kind of young and pretendingly indifferent Fengshen is almost impossible to come by, we must seize this once-in-a-century opportunity.

Cang Feng also stood up quickly, he had a lot of things to ask, he followed Dr. Sang Ming, and was about to speak after a moment of contemplation, but Dr. Sang Ming seemed to have predicted it in advance and spoke.

"Master Fengshen said before that if he hasn't returned for a long time, he can bring you over to see this—"

Dr. Kuwana opened the sliding door directly above the main hall, and the sunlight poured in instantly, and the scenery outside was unobstructed——

What a bustling scene of people coming and going, the old man is holding the chattering children and grandchildren, the husband is holding the newly married wife, the little girls are holding hands together, the boys are talking and laughing, men, women and children are crowded and quietly waiting in line outside the shrine Enter, with the solemnity of a pilgrimage, and without exception, everyone's expressions are relaxed and joyful...

They believe that the wind god can bless them.

At this moment, each of them was chanting his name devoutly.

The power of faith slowly condensed with the golden afterglow, rising slowly like water vapor reflecting the sun, Cang Feng stretched out his hand forward, hesitating for a moment when he saw the golden power touch him, and then slowly melted into his palm ——

All this is real.

For a moment, he seemed to be hit by something, and his eyes followed continuously. Because the power of faith was too huge, the auspicious clouds condensed in the air, and the blue eyes gradually turned into the same golden color...

Suddenly, Cang Feng turned around and left almost in a state of embarrassment. He forced himself not to look at these things. He was afraid... if he saw too much, he would lose the courage to go back to his cold and dilapidated shrine, and lose the courage to continue with the sea monster. The courage to deal with -

He turned his head, and at this moment, a large photo hanging in the corridor attracted his attention.

In the center of the photo, I, who has become a monster, sits kneeling in the center, behind me is Fenglong who has been with me for many years, and on my body is the sky blue haori that I am used to wearing, but...

There are many people in this photo.

A group of young girls who looked like they were three or four years old, dressed uniformly in priestess costumes, crowded around him affectionately, next to each other, and two little priestesses squeezed into his arms, and then proudly compared to the camera. Scissorhands is holding Victory, and the rest will try to stick to him even if they can't squeeze into his arms. The whole picture is like... a group of chirping little yellow chickens crowded around the mother hen, Incomparable harmony.

Dr. Kuwana followed behind him, her face still remained calm, only her brows were full of peaks, she stared at Cangfeng's purple haori's back, and then slowly opened her mouth after a long time.

"Although Lord Fengshen told us not to talk too much, but..."

Her voice was calm and steady, as if she was explaining some boring fact, and then she sighed slightly.

"It is our dereliction of duty to wrong the gods we enshrine... Even at that time, we were not by your side."

She continued to stare at Cang Feng's back, her voice raised in vain, and her tone carried a trace of stubbornness to paranoid seriousness.

"In the future, things like this will never happen again."

Dr. Sang Ming made a promise word by word to the god she believed in.

"We... will also protect you, my lord."

You've done enough, so... when you're tired, you can stop, it's time for us to protect you.

Cang Feng froze when Dr. Sang Ming said the first word, and then turned his back to her in embarrassment, forcing her to hit the softest part of his heart hard, every single word, And this softness seems to have turned into a raging torrent, frantically wanting to vent...

One word, startled both gods.

Fengshen Yimulian held the file bag issued by the SCP Foundation in his hand and hadn't put it down yet.He stood at the entrance of the corridor, staring blankly at his maiden, and then an uncontrollable smile spread from the tip of his heart, to the corners of his mouth, and to his eyes.

"This kind of thing, I can still do well."

Against the light, Fengshen walked forward slowly, walked to the side of Dr. Sang Ming who was caught and appeared in a daze, stretched out his index finger and nodded her head lightly.

"Okay, go back and rest."

Cang Feng who heard the voice turned around in astonishment, under the backlight, he saw that the person who was in the center of the photo just now had come to his side at some point.

Dr. Kuwana was extremely embarrassed, she saluted, and then hurried downstairs with hands and feet. Now, only these two gods were left in the long corridor on the second floor of the side hall.

Fengshen slowly approached the photo frame, gently wiped off the non-existent dust on it with his hands, and brushed the bright faces of each child with his slender fingers, as if he could still feel the joy of the day when the photo was taken.

Fengshen was still staring at the photo frame, but Cang Feng's eyes fell on Fengshen's back, as if in a daze——

Why, he who has degenerated into a monster, can still stand so straight?

"If possible, please help me keep an eye on these children on your plane."

This is Fengshen's first batch of witches.

He turned around, stared at Cangfeng earnestly for the first time, and faced himself back then for the first time, after that, he sighed.

"Come with me." Fengshen turned around and led Cang Feng to leave the corridor on the second floor.This place is too close to Genji's famous sword Onikiri's room, and he asked himself why he didn't turn black yesterday, if he saw Blue Wind today, it would be too much.

He led Cangfeng around Onikiki's room, went downstairs, walked through the long water-side corridor, pretended not to see the priests peeping from the bushes, and walked out into the forest .

"Wait a minute..." Cang Feng said, this is the place where he opened the space when he came, brought him here, obviously, this future self who became a monster...has no intention of talking to him.

However, he still has a lot to ask.

"There is no need to talk between us."

Fengshen knew that with his own willpower, he could completely survive this catastrophe. If he said too much, it might have the opposite effect.

But Cang Feng didn't know this, seeing Fengshen's appearance about to see off the guests, he was stunned.

Is the self who became a monster so indifferent?

"Anyway, just keep one thing in mind." Fengshen Yimulian gently stretched out his knuckles, and knocked in the air, and instantly a space crack appeared in the air in a perfect circle.

This is in stark contrast to what Cang Feng tried his best to tear apart a small corner before.

"Please don't disappoint...their expectations of you."

There was an incident that Fengshen never said, but chose to let it rot in his heart.

At the meeting of the gods that year, the fact that he fell from the godhood and became a monster was seen through by many gods at a glance, and in an instant...he became the focus of criticism.

"However, there are still people who use the name of Fengshen to praise me, and there are still people who believe in me... So, they can only be angry, they... have no other way to take me."

Why, why can a monster get a magnificent shrine comparable to a shrine, why regain faith, why go to the meeting of the gods, and sit with them as equals?

Fengshen stretched out his hand, and a yellow-green leaf fell gently on his palm.Cang Feng looked at him, this question was also a doubt in his heart.

You can't be cowardly, you can't back down, Fengshen knows that there are people waiting for him quietly just one door away—there is Lisu who supports him, there is Natsume who worked hard to build a shrine for him and has been blacked out several times, and there are people who have been complaining Ba Wei who still helps silently, Yuan Jieshen who has been pestering him to be his teacher, and... the group of little witches who only have him in their eyes.

"So, I have to stand up." Fengshen's voice was very calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"I am indeed cowardly and incompetent, like rotten wood like mud, but...someone actually told me that everything I did was correct." Fengshen's voice trembled even if he couldn't detect it himself.

"They still trust me, trust me unconditionally, rack their brains to plan for me, and desperately want to restore my original glory..."

What a stupid act...Obviously the Inari God Oyatsu is the most suitable candidate, and the Lord of Arakawa is also the overlord of the rivers, lakes and seas...In the end, he chose him who had already been eliminated.

"I have to stand up and go up with all the pressure. No matter what I try, I am willing to do it. Even if I am a piece of mud, I have to do my best to stay on the wall."

"I have to tell them that their choice is not wrong."

Cang Feng's gaze chased after Fengshen, seeing his resolute gaze, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of the word "God".

The self who became a monster is more like a god than ever before, and also... the least like a god.

Although he has experienced thousands of twists and turns and ups and downs, his will, his blood, and his bones are still engraved with the promise that has never changed—he was born in people's beliefs, and will always be.

He definitely does not disappoint.

"Hahahahaha, let me just say..." At the corner, Berserker Ibaraki Doji walked over with a smile in his shrine maiden costume that he found somewhere.

"Let me just say, a guy who doesn't have a little madness in his heart can't summon this Berserker just by his affinity."

Ibaraki Doji squinted her eyes and smiled happily, "This is where our affinity lies...Master." Immediately afterwards, she turned around and shook her finger at Cangfeng, "Compared to you, you are worse It's far away... In short, it's time for you to leave."

Indeed, leaving for a long time may arouse the siren's vigilance.

Cang Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded, he sat on his blue wind dragon, and began to prepare to enter the space-time rift.

Little did they know, behind him, Berserker Ibaraki Doji raised the Vulcan Cannon in his hand and aimed at Cangfeng's back...

boom--! ! !

The familiar sound of explosions and the pain of being hit came from behind, Cang Feng lay down on the cracked ground in the same posture as yesterday, with the same thoughts in his mind.

I became a monster, are all the priestesses under him so hardcore?

Wait, something seems wrong?

This time it seemed that it was not a cannonball that hit him, but... He touched his back, and then touched the bitingly cold barrel. He turned around in astonishment, and a "Vulcan Cannon" filled with gunpowder quietly It hit him, reflecting a cold light with killing intent.

Blue Wind... suddenly had a bold idea.

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Although I thought so in my heart, it was not that simple to do it.

Fengshen Yimulian sat at the head, looking at the puzzled and trusting eyes of all the priestesses and priests summoned by him, he couldn't say that sentence.

However, it must be said.

"Do you have any orders?" Dr. Kuwana asked with some doubts, "I just went to the headquarters to hand in the materials, and did they assign new tasks?"

Fengshen hesitated to speak, "No..." At this moment, he completely lost the demeanor he had when he was talking to Cang Feng before, and he was a little silent.

When the next priest was about to continue to ask questions, Fengshen sighed and finally spoke.

"I'm actually... not a god anymore."

As soon as the words fell, all the witches and priests stared at their own gods in astonishment, unable to say a word.

What does it mean?

The astonished Miko Chiyo even stretched her head and glanced at the stream of pilgrims outside the window, and there was no shortage of people coming and going.

"Are you... wanting to lay us off?" Priest Qingming asked in disbelief.

"We didn't do anything wrong, the big deal is that we won't make cannons anymore, and... we won't tie knots for your wind dragon while it's sleeping, and we won't secretly catch the koi in your pond for extra meals. No?"

After speaking halfway, let Dr. Sang Ming grab his waist with quick eyes and hands, and twist it hard--before Master Fengshen finished speaking, this guy actually told all the troubles he caused by pouring beans himself!

Fengshen: ...

No wonder there are fewer and fewer koi in the pond!

Interrupted by the priest Qingming, Fengshen seemed to relax a little bit, and unconsciously loosened the hand that was clenched on the hem of his clothes.

"Before the shrine was built...it wasn't." Fengshen held a light teacup in his hand, rubbed it but didn't intend to drink it, "Now it can be said that it is... a monster who still bears the name of Fengshen."

Once you speak, it's easy to say.

Fengshen bowed his head and remained silent, waiting for their answer, but... there was no sound for a long time.

His heart also sank.

"Well, then?" Priest Qingming couldn't help interjecting, Fengshen raised his head and looked at the priest staring at him pitifully: "I don't care, anyway, you can't fire me."

Fengshen looked blankly at the priestesses and priests who were gradually getting emotional, "But, I'm just a 'god' with a wrong name..."

Dr. Kuwana's expression was indescribable, "So, you want to drive us away because of this?"

"To tell you the truth... I also worked beside SCP-2662 "Cthulhu" before." The priest code-named hydrogen sulfide, who had been silent for a long time, spoke. As the oldest priest, he was very silent, but as long as Once you open your mouth, it is very important.

"Even Lord Cthulhu failed to brainwash me, but... you succeeded." The priest smiled helplessly, "If it's just this problem, don't worry."

And the rest of the priestesses and priests also agreed with each other.

"That's right, I plan to follow you."

"It's much better than being in the task force, boss... I mean, Lord Fengshen is so gentle!"

"Let's put it this way, no matter whether you are a flowery demon god or a demon king from Bulgaria, you are all in the dark with you!"

"... Does anyone feel that there is something wrong with the above sentence!"

Unknowingly, before Fengshen could react, the topic seemed to have gone awry.

However, it is enough.

Without listening to their answers, Fengshen looked at the dusk scenery outside the window, as if he saw the small shrine many years ago again.

The fireworks this time are really set off earlier than before.

...Onmyoji Plane End...

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It's not over yet! !There is also the Touken Ranbu plane! ! !

hold back! ! !return! ! ! !

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