My curse spirit is number one in the world

The Ping family stepped into the Heian capital, and a cursed storm followed.

The ghost and god Su Nuo stood on the high place where the bones were piled up, watching the human armies clashing, the wind and fire blowing by his side, and his four scarlet eyes stared at the huge formation planned by Abe Seimei.

He laughed, and swaggered in.

At the end of the formation is the altar of Yamata no Orochi. The king of curses knows that this domineering ghost will not allow any curse to be equal to him.

In the sky and the world, I am the only one!

In front of the ancient and austere altar, the Onmyoji saluted and said in a low voice, "Let's begin."

The evil god propped his head up high with the body of the snake demon, and snorted contemptuously, but suddenly there was a humming sound from behind the bushes.

The voice of the visitor was low and the tune was faint, as if he was unintentionally leisurely walking in the countryside, but his voice was not covered by the evil spirit's arrogance and contempt.

【The turtle and the crane slipped and fell, who is behind? 】*

Yamata no Orochi and Abe Seimei were surprised by the weird tone.

The man spoke calmly from behind the tree.

"Don't move, Abe Seimei."

Words turned into invisible power shackles, making the young Onmyoji stagger half a step, and his limbs instantly stiffened.

Linguistic.

It is not a problem for today's Abe Seimei to just name the word spirit, but the real accumulation of mantras is the uninterrupted connection between people.

The Onmyoji opened his eyes wide, turned his head with difficulty in disbelief, who else in this world can make him unable to move with just one word.

There is only one person left.

The vertical pupils of the snake demon on the altar shrank when it heard the hum, and the dark purple pupils slowly dilated when it saw the comer, its body swayed slightly, and it couldn't help poking its head.

They all saw that on the way the man came, the thin and dense white flowers were densely layered. When the wind blew, they separated from the branches and fell down, one after another, like rain and snow.

The young man came from the forest, with his head slightly lowered, and gently raised the fan above his head with one hand as if covering the rain, and caught the flowers in one fan.Crow feather-like black hair and black clothes are swaying in the white rain.

He slowly raised his eyes, an elegant smile floated on his lips.

"Looks like I came just in time."

Abe Seimei watched Kamo Asayoshi stepping towards him, carrying the wind and flowers, he was so stunned that he couldn't hear his own question for a while.

Why……

Abe Seimei made perfect preparations for this chaos, put in the two-faced Nuo, summoned Yamata no Orochi, and the battle between the evil god and the cursed king. Under the planning of the technique, he reduced the casualties to a minimum. The shikigami will try their best to protect Heian-kyo and abide by his last wish before the contract is terminated...

Afterwards, the Kamoichi clan will sound the alarm for the people in the court when the catastrophe rectifies. The chaos of the Ping clan was assisted by the curse master. If there is another rebellion, the Ping's rebels will naturally fall.

He has everything set up.

The only selfishness is to hope that He Mao Chaoyi will not come to witness his departure.

So he wants to transfer the young man, and not allow all the shikigami who have been in contact with the young man to leak any information. If Master Genshin is successfully resolved, Huangkuulu should also stop him according to his instructions.

Why……

Onmyoji watched He Mo Chaoyoshi's every move closely, as if he could see the unknown answer from that thin figure just by staring at him like this.

"Don't be surprised."

Kamo Asayoshi glanced at him when he passed by, his light-colored split pupils reflected Abe Seimei's panicked expression, "There are not many people who can stop me in this era."

He seemed to be describing a very ordinary thing, even though he had low demon power, half-blind eyes, and his thin wrists had never possessed any power.

"what are you going to do?"

Abe Seimei asked puzzledly, his voice seemed so soft that he was afraid of disturbing something.

Yamata no Orochi didn't know what Kamo Asayoshi was going to do. He watched in confusion as the young man walked up to the altar with heavy resentment flowing everywhere, and stretched out his hand slightly under the huge snake demon.

He Mao Chaoyi whispered like he was dreaming, "How can the future Great Onmyoji be here, Cthulhu, do you think my half-demon suits your taste?"

"Kamo Asayoshi—!?" Abe Seimei called out the opponent's name in astonishment.

"You?" The snake god lowered his head, shook his neck and carefully looked at He Mo Chaoyi in front of him, spit out the letter, and sneered, "You didn't—"

Breaking sound.

The blades of grass were flying in the air, and a sharp arrow flew from nowhere, stuck on the edge of the altar, interrupting the words of the evil god.

An angry voice burst out of Yamata no Orochi's throat, this weak half-demon dared to offend him.

But He Mao Asagi raised his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't move, Yamata no Orochi."

The evil god in the gap between yin and yang seemed to be struck suddenly, and the boundless snake bones like a kunpeng vibrated violently. The young man's speech spirit not only made it difficult for the powerful onmyoji, but also trapped the evil god into the cursed field, making him unable to move.

Yamata no Orochi propped up his body, 【It's you...】

With this sound, a crack was torn from the air.

In the sky above the Snake Demon, a gloomy and cold resentment leaked from the gap, which was the real breath of the evil god. The dense grass leaves and flowers withered and bent over in an instant, and the swirling clouds in the sky slowly turned, as if ink droplets had entered, and gradually rolled up. Integrate chaotic shades.

【It's you. 】

Yamata no Orochi walked in the gap between yin and yang, from high to low, as if to talk to him through this small crack.

He looked at Kamo Asayoshi, sizing him up with disbelief on his face, as if he wanted to see his soul through the skin.

He threatened slowly.

[If you want me to come to the world, you need to sacrifice a powerful soul. The sacrificed soul will be swallowed by endless resentment until it disappears. At that time, this world may be mine. 】

He Mao Chaoyi looked at him gently, and replied, "Okay."

The prisoner in the narrow room looked at him haughtily, "Then what strength can you give me.

"Your soul has been spent once in the gap between yin and yang, what power can you show."

The sweat dripping from the palms of his hands had turned icy cold, and Abe Seimei was unable to think at this time, and when Kamo Asayoshi appeared in front of him, he already knew that he had failed.

He Mao Chaoyi was right, nothing could stop him.

Abe Seimei knows this best.

He saw the young man standing in front of the snake demon talking to the evil god turn around and walk towards him again.

Kamo Asayoshi asked, "Yachi Orochi, do you know what the name 'Abe Seimei' really stands for?"

The young man looked at the white-haired onmyoji, and in his memory, the young child who walked to the back mountain unintentionally had grown up.White-haired and snow-clothed, as clear as the moon, you can sit in the courtyard, looking at the star map reflected in a pool, and know everything about the world like the back of your hand.

He is a great onmyoji who is unparalleled in elegance, unparalleled in the world, and has a reputation of thousands of years.

Along the way, his excessive excellence will naturally cause a lot of jealousy and resentment, and he will be talked about by countless people, either slandered or praised.

But the name Abe Seimei is still a symbol of the Heian era and the Onmyodo.

The evil god snorted coldly at this description.

The future that has not yet happened will change, even if he is unable to capture such things as fate, how can a mere half-demon be arrogant...

The snake saw the smiling eyes of the young man, so he narrowed his eyes.

The other party looked straight at the immobile Onmyoji, and said in a tone of relief, "Qingming, you are too powerful, and the curse and resentment against you in the world cannot be dealt with. After this incident, you are a well-deserved Great Yin-Yang division.

"Did you know that after your death, these unstoppable curses will give birth to a wrong Abe Seimei in the history known to people, and he will leave heirs to use your reputation that has been passed down for thousands of years to become powerful, Working hand in hand with the curse master, I want to completely replace your name."

Onmyoji looked at the young man sadly and blankly. He and Yamata no Orochi thought in the same direction, so they were puzzled.

Is this the future He Mao Chaoyi sees, but obviously he himself said that things in the future are not predetermined, and they will change at any time due to a person's thought.

He Mao Chaoyi knew why he was puzzled, smiled, and just continued: "That Seimei renamed his son Yumenyuan's surname in later generations, and the generations of patriarchs have used longevity techniques to extend their lives, and used children from collateral lines as sacrifices. Wanting to resurrect their Patriarch from the depths of hell, but wanting to replace you is not an easy task, even after a thousand years, they still haven't succeeded."

The story of a family told by the young man seems to have been so secret that no one can see it, and he can reveal any details.

Why does he know so clearly?

Ka Momo Asayoshi raised his head, agreeing with the ominous speculation that suddenly popped up in Abe Seimei's heart, with a calm demeanor, and his eyes had the focus to focus on the other party.

[When I become a great onmyoji, you can tell me your real name. 】

"Abe Seimei, listen up, my name is Gomonin Tomo.

"I froze to death in the cold night on the eve of the 'Game Song' ceremony at the Imperial Gate Garden, and awakened the art before I died."

He Mao Chaoyi raised his voice slightly, and walked up to the Onmyoji step by step, "At that time, I only had one doubt in my heart.

"I'm curious, what kind of person is the 'Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei' who allowed the Yumonin family to conduct experiments for thousands of years and asked me to sacrifice."

In the cold night, the eyes containing the sun and the moon opened, and the young and thin child turned the gear of time.

His body died, and his soul was almost destroyed, but young children don't know the concept of fear and death. Only this curious obsession led his soul to trek across mountains and rivers, through time and space, and through the prison guarded by snake gods. In the gap between yin and yang, the peaceful and prosperous age thousands of years ago came.

The cherry blossoms are falling, the red leaves are falling, the fan is covering up the ghosts and ghosts, and the ox cart is rolling in the bright moon in the sky.

He has crossed all restrictions and came to this era, and will witness with his own eyes: the existence of "Abe Seimei".

Asayoshi Kamo raised his hand, pulled out the folding fan from Abe Seimei's hand, and put the folding fan he made newly in his hand into his hand.

[When you become a great Onmyoji, I will make you a new fan. 】

Because of the influence of the evil god, he came to the decades before the birth of Abe Seimei earlier, wandering between humans and monsters, and gradually understood the complexity and changes of spells and spells, people's hearts and the times.

This mantra named "Abe Seimei" is engraved on his soul. The meaning of his existence in this era is to meet this great onmyoji.

But the onmyoji who came that night was young and ignorant, just like Yumonin Chaoyi's age when he died, the firefly flew away from the palm of Kamo Asayoshi, he stared fixedly at this young onmyoji, and smiled , ask who you are.

If it is said that the birth of Gomonin was due to the strength of Abe Seimei.

When he met Abe Seimei, he was still young, so could he prevent the birth of Gomonin?

Kamo Asayoshi did think so, but he remembered the huge and messy information he received when he opened his eyes of comprehension.

under the moonlight.

[I see that your future is like a full moon. 】

He confronted the Lord of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

[This is not my prediction, but an established fact! 】

before the altar.

He Mao Chaoyi stretched out his hand, straightened the onmyoji's messy hair and lining collar, stepped back a few steps, and his expression softened completely.

"You are indeed worth my coming and dying for you, Abe Seimei."

His great onmyoji.