My curse spirit is number one in the world

Everyone has an innate ability, and in a small number of people, such ability can be formed innately: "Skills", that is, born with skills.

In the cognition of the magic world, the awakening of the birth of the spell is generally at the age of 4 to 6. This is actually related to the saying that it originated from the Son of God in the Yin and Yang Tao.

Children before the age of seven are the sons of gods, with a certain degree of spirituality, they are easily taken away by gods and monsters, and they must not be rejected.However, in the view of the modern magic world, gods and monsters are basically born from the imagination of human beings. The real demon gods have long since been lost due to beliefs, and their auras have declined. Therefore, the term "son of gods" is gradually no longer mentioned. *

The wind in winter has a coldness that can penetrate into the bones.

Tomorrow is the first day of the child's five-year-old. He sat under the white cloth lantern blown by the freezing wind, and glanced at the black dome star on the cloth that could even breathe in the light of fire.

Not long after, the child withdrew his eyes and stared quietly at a cluster of half-dead grass in the courtyard. Behind the grass was a small pool of water. He knew that there would be a bird sitting on the stone by the pool, and his eyes opened with strange flesh. flowers.

Leaning against the porch pillar, he shrank from the cold and closed his eyes sleepily.

……

"Evil God."

In the altar, the young man raised his eyes, and his thin lips formed a beautiful and arrogant arc.

His tone became light, and the wind surrounded him, and countless invisible voices seemed to be whispering, but they were flying all over the sky.

"From the moment I came to this era, I was a person who spanned thousands of years, anchored the established destiny, and connected the past and the future. I have the eyes of understanding, the blood of the sky fox, and the soul that can be safe The so-called 'Abe Seimei' curse."

The black-haired young man took a step forward, as if pressing a knife silently, and slapped it in front of the god's case, his whole body was full of momentum.

He said, "I am walking in this era. In the prosperous age of mantra power, there are thousands of ghosts and gods who are attached to each other and are respected by hundreds of ghosts. —— Even you are among them, and you can already be called the god of the world!"

man god.

The monks of Daigo Temple once honored Kamo Asoyoshi as the mianxia, ​​which was originally the honorific title for the highest god among the 800 million gods.

The young man has never been so strong and stern. He made a name for himself, and then raised his head and loudly questioned the evil god in the narrow space.

"Let me ask you, don't I have the qualifications to replace Abe Seimei as your sacrifice!"

The whispers flying all over the sky were silent, as if prostrating under his black clothes, no longer looking up.

The snake demon was shocked, and his pupils moved so violently that he was knocked back half of his body.

The bloody pain turned into acid and poison.

Abe Seimei's heart was cut like a knife, the tails of his eyes were red, and his shoulders and neck were crushed by the boundless fate.

He wanted to ask Kamo Asayoshi why he was able to do this, but the other party had already answered.This answer supported the weight of fate for him.

[Because you are worth it. 】

On the empty altar, He Mao Chaoyi waved his sleeves.The dark wind blew his black hair, but it made his lips red and fair, and his whole person was extremely vivid.

His mood has never been so light, and he laughed from the heart because of the high emotion.

It was as if he had walked such a long journey, and at this moment he finally got the answer he was looking for and was satisfied.

He still used a gentle tone to instruct the onmyoji whom he had been watching all the time, and said with great satisfaction and pride:

"Cry if you want, Qingming. You have to go on your own the rest of the way. I believe you won't let me down."

Looking at him for the last time, the Onmyoji was crying silently like when he was young.

However, He Mao Chaoyi once again saw all kinds of scenes that appeared in front of his eyes in the cold night.

The mysterious elephant pipa is played by ghosts, the small town of Sakura is crying, laughing and dancing, the prince of Mount Tai catches blue butterflies, the cup of luminous light flows fine wine... the golden knife, the drum that tilts to the sky, the supreme music and the falling cherry blossoms floating in the water and moon . *

There are two worlds of yin and yang, and the sun and the moon are in the sky.

This is your prime.

My Great Onmyoji!

……

The illusion ends here.

The blue-black altar under his feet blurred like a reflection in the water, turning into snow-white all over the ground.

The illusion once again shattered into one after another huge fragments full of light and shadow, falling slowly at the intersection of dream and reality.

The great onmyoji with white hair and hunting clothes stood behind 99 Chao, watching with him the fragments of memory slowly falling from the infinite height.

The giant screen-like fragments slowly flipped over, reflecting the last celestial being in Penglai.

The last celestial being in charge of the power of the illusion went deep under the altar of Genji in order to capture the body of Seimei Gomonin, but he didn't know that this was the belly of the sleeping giant snake.

There are evil gods here, and it is the real place shrouded in clouds and shadows.

Another fragment fell, reflecting that the cursed king met the evil god released from the abyss at that time, the natural disaster and the man-made disaster officially confronted each other, and the world was once chaotic.

The purple serpent coiled around the high mountain, and spewed flames at the world where the mountains of corpses, the sea of ​​blood and the swords stood erect.

The tall ghosts and gods laughed wildly, and fire and sword light shrouded half of the capital of peace like a catastrophe.

The Onmyoji's eyes seemed to be passing through this chaotic time, he looked back at the young man's back, and only talked about what happened after a long, long time.

"After the war, Yamata no Orochi remained in the human world.

"You have fallen into hell because of the prison gate. Hell has the laws of hell. Even Yan Mo can only provide you with a temporary return time. Yamata no Orochi did not completely digest your soul, so you fell into hell to sleep."

The word "digestion" is not serious enough for the evil god. He later possessed the power of the world, but after the fierce battle with the two-faced Nuo, he felt that the world was extremely boring.

This kind of power will eventually dissipate one day, and the evil god will turn back to the snake's bones in boredom, and his mood will be capricious.

It's better to keep it well, just like keeping that little fire, that little light.

For some reason, he remembered what the young man had joked to him.

"Humans always like the 'first time' things, but they don't know that monsters and ghosts are the same."

What about the gods?

No one can know the mind of the evil god, but Abe Seimei does.

The half-demon will remain youthful forever because of the blood of the monster, but Abe Seimei gave up the gift of this blood.

The powerful spiritual power is enough for him to disregard everything in the two worlds, but he chooses to grow old like an ordinary human being.

Before getting old, he found Mei and asked her to help him go to hell to find someone.

At this time, the Great Onmyoji smiled and told the young man in front of him, "Master Yaqi thought I wanted you to become a Shikigami, or a curse spirit, and had a fight with me at first."

He recalled everything at that time with ease, "Actually, I just want to... send you back. I just want to go and see the world a thousand years later with you."

Live for him, die for him, come for him.

Such a cruel and terrible curse, a beautiful and pure bondage.

He wants to untie.

He wanted to return the right to choose to He Mao Chaoyi.

If it weren't for his own existence, Abe Seimei simply wanted to see what kind of person the other party would be, just as the other party wanted to meet himself.

This is a wish that only belongs to Abe Seimei, not the wish of the Great Onmyoji who has become Heian Sunyue.

He has completed his journey as a Great Onmyoji, and the only shortcoming is that he failed to give the order to exterminate him when Seimei Yumonin had no physical form and was able to completely destroy him.

He turned around and let go of the failure.

He fell into hell and took back the man's soul from the mouth of the evil god.

The evil god looked deeply at this arrogant person, and then let go of his mouth.

He will not question whether Abe Seimei's actions are right or wrong, and time will verify everything.

He Mao Chaoyi's closed loop will be broken by him.

In the space shrouded in countless memory fragments, the Great Onmyoji slowly knelt down on the snow-white ground, closed his fan in front of his knees, and bowed deeply to the person in front of him.

A title has been hidden in his heart for many years, and now he is qualified to ask in a gentle and respectful voice:

"teacher."

"Has today's Qingming met your expectations?"