A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

The trio reconciled as before, and they also accepted the invitation of Yuya Miyashiki.

After all, they came here to become stronger, so they naturally wanted to find the strong to fight to become stronger. They thought that ghost king was good and worthy of a fight.

Furthermore, even in order to replenish energy for the beads, they have to get rid of evil and promote good deeds.

As for Yuya Ubuyashiki saying that the Demon Slayer Squad let them do whatever they want, it is unnecessary, they are not good at this, and it would be bad for them to intervene forcibly.If there is time for such a bad thing, it is better to kill more ghosts.

But—"Mr. Ubayashiki, can you write us about your experience in managing the Demon Slayer Squad?"

Xia Youjie asked sincerely.

Who didn't expect him to say this, Yaoya Shiki was stunned, then nodded with a smile: "Of course, I will write a copy when I get back."

Then, with the support of Yusui Tianyuan, he stood up and said with a smile: "In order to inform everyone about the killing of Shangxian One and Shangxian Six, as well as the joining of the three, I plan to hold a Zhuhe meeting tomorrow, when my children will gather, please don’t miss it.”

"Hey, I got it~" Gojo Satoru was still hanging on Zhimeng, and casually accepted the invitation.

"Hi, once is enough." Xia Youjie first corrected his impolite attitude, then turned around and replied in a gentle voice.

"We know, we will definitely go."

"Then, I won't bother you."

Miyayashiki Yoya smiled, turned around and left with Usui Tengen.

After seeing them off, the shoji door was pulled open, and the unfinished meal was placed in the middle, and the three of them chatted while eating.

"Jay, what do you want to manage your experience, Ms. Sanyashiki?"

Holding the spoon, Zhimeng thought for a while and guessed, "Could it be used as a reference?"

"Yeah." Xia Youjie nodded, swallowed the rice ball in his mouth and explained: "I see that Mr. Miyashiki can manage the Ghost Slayer Team in an orderly manner even when he is sick. Those people respect him very much. Such experience is worthwhile." Once we learn it, we may need it in the future.”

"Compared to those rotten oranges, he's not bad." Gojo Satoru agreed while nibbling on the rice ball.

Zhimeng immediately understood: "Mr. Ubuyashiki is indeed very powerful, and his experience must be good."

Xia Youjie laughed when he heard the words: "Zhimeng seems to have a good impression of Mr. Ubuyashiki."

"You can't like him, Zhimeng, he's already married." The white-haired boy hurriedly said.

Xia Youjie's head was full of black lines: "What strange words are you talking about, Wu!"

Zhimeng was curious: "How did Wu know that Mr. Ubayashiki is married? Mr. Ubayashiki is only 19 years old."

"Isn't this very simple." The white-haired boy licked the rice grains sticking to his fingertips, and explained casually: "They are cursed, they will not live to be 30 years old, so they must marry very early, otherwise they will be extinct .”

"Besides, it's normal for teenagers to get married in this day and age."

Weaving Dreams came to a sudden, and then Wutiaowu continued to tell him: "You must not like a married woman!"

Xia Youjie, who covered someone's mouth with rice balls with a dark face, emphasized to Zhimeng: "Zhimeng, don't listen to the nonsense."

"...Mmm!" Looking at the struggling white-haired boy, Zhimeng nodded repeatedly.

"Hmmmmmm——" the white-haired boy tried to refute, but Xia Youjie smiled and stuffed the rice ball tighter.

"Enlightenment, don't talk when you have food in your mouth."

Looking at Xia Youjie who seemed to be emitting black air from behind, Zhimeng silently lowered his head and drank his own soup.

Well, this soup is really delicious.

The topic stopped here, Gojo Satoru chewed the rice ball in his mouth hard and swallowed it, then quickly picked up the miso soup and took a big gulp before he recovered.

"Well, the bread in the onigiri is not sugar, and the miso is not sweet, bad review!"

Xia Youjie selectively ignored his nonsense, and asked Zhimeng how his food was, and if he wanted to eat it.

Zhimeng put down the bowl to indicate that he was full, and then Xia Youjie wrapped the remaining rice balls and pickles.

"Wait, Jie, leave me a few rice balls, I'm not full yet!"

"Heh, don't you think rice balls are not sweet?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't eat!"

……

Breakfast ended in a scramble.

Zhimeng took out a comb to comb his messy long hair, but it was inconvenient to lift it up because his arm was covered with bandages, so Xia Youjie took the comb to help him comb it.

Gojo Satoru was lying on the tatami beside him and asked suddenly.

"Weaving Dream, what is the inherent technique in your domain?"

"Inherent technique?" Zhimeng looked up at him, blinking in confusion: "Are you talking about my technique?"

"Basically." The white-haired boy said: "Generally speaking, the inherent spells of the domain must be hit. What spells have you applied to your own domain?"

Thinking about Zhimeng's spell that needs to copy other people's spells to have lethality, Gojo Satoru is a little curious about what will happen after the domain is generated.

In particular, in the field last night, his six eyes seemed to be blocked from sight, except for fog, it was fog, and he felt impenetrable.

As the host of the six eyes, this was the first time he had the experience of becoming an ordinary person's vision.

Zhi dreamed for a while, and could only truthfully say: "I don't know either."

Gojo Satoru immediately fell down on the tatami, pushed away his sunglasses to look at him, and said with an exaggerated expression: "You don't have to apply spells to the domain, do you?"

That's why his six eyes didn't see the specific technique? !

No, if no spell was applied, how did Zhimeng cut off that ghost's head?

Although people with domains are generally strong, there is no comparison between a domain without inherent spells and a domain with inherent spells. The former can at most trap the enemy, while the latter can kill the enemy directly. The difference is huge.

But seeing Zhimeng beheading that ghost so easily, it must have been performed by a spell!Then why can't he see it? !

"I think there should be." Zhimeng's tone was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, he still said truthfully.

"I was thinking of chopping off the ghost's head, then I chopped it off, and then I fell into a coma, and then I can't remember..."

To be honest, the first time he opened the domain, he opened it in a state where his brain was about to burn out. At that time, he was able to kill that ghost.

"At that time, I felt light and light, as if I could do anything—hiss, it hurts!"

Zhimeng, who forgot that there was still someone combing his hair behind him, lowered his head, and then held his head and let out a sound.

Xia Youjie helplessly let go of his hand and rubbed his scalp: "Don't move around, it hasn't been tied yet."

Gojo Wu heard the words, but fell into deep thought.

In fact, Zhimeng's own spells are quite interesting. He can easily copy other people's spells, and even his six eyes can be copied together - Wujo Wu and Ye Mo Zhengdao have never told Zhimeng what this means , He never even reported this news, tacitly did not disclose it.

Jia Ruozi knew something about it, but kept silent.Xia Youjie didn't know very well, but everyone didn't say anything, and the dream weaving technique was originally copied, so he naturally thought it was just normal.

But in fact, as a six-eyed conjurer who changed the balance of the world at birth and single-handedly increased the intensity of modern curses, Wujo Satoru's six eyes are of special significance.

Furthermore, in the same era, it is impossible for a second pair of six eyes to appear.

And the fact that Zhimeng can copy his six eyes-even though it's just a copy, it's really six eyes-is very interesting.

Zhimeng's real magic formula is definitely not just a mere copy - Gojo Satoru thought of this when Zhimeng copied his six eyes for the first time.

So what exactly is it?

It seems to exist, but it doesn't exist; it seems to be a magic formula that changes from time to time?

Now, this characteristic reappeared in the realm of weaving dreams... It was as if the realm of weaving dreams was the embodiment of his spells!

Zhimeng said that he felt that he could do anything at the time—does it mean that he is omnipotent in his field?

As for the exposed copying of other people's spells, if you think about it carefully, you can do anything, that is, omnipotent. In other words, it means that what others can do, you can also do dream weaving-this just fits the saying of copying !

What's even more amazing is that Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on the bead on Zhimeng's left wrist.

The accidentally obtained bead seems to be a magic tool that can do anything.

Moreover, neither he nor Jie noticed at the time, but Zhimeng saw the bead at a glance in the fog, as if they were attracting each other.

The domain of weaving dreams is a fog, and the domain of super-level spell spirits made by beads is also a fog. In the future, weaving dreams will inexplicably turn into spell spirits while the body is still alive... Gojo Satoru seems to have caught something, but there is a flash of inspiration And passed away, so fast that he couldn't catch it.

Here Xia Youjie had already tied up the ponytail for Zhimeng, combed the bangs on his forehead and ears, and then put down the comb in satisfaction.

"All right."

Zhimeng stretched out his hand to touch it, turned his head and smiled at him: "Thank you Jie, the comb is so smooth."

"Zhimeng's hair is naturally smooth." The black-haired ball-headed boy squinted his eyes and smiled softly.

Well, his craft is indeed much better than Wu.

After comparing it with the crooked ponytail that Wu had combed Zhimeng in his memory, Xia Youjie was instantly satisfied.

He won.

Zhimeng turned around, and saw Gojo Goku staring at him sideways, followed his line of sight, and his eyes fell on the beads on his wrist.

"Is Wujo looking at my beads?" Zhimeng raised his left wrist, Gojo Wu's eyes moved accordingly, and Zhimeng spoke in surprise.

"Hey, almost half of the energy has been collected!"

He didn't even notice when the energy increased!

Xia Youjie also saw the pink mist coming out of the beads: "It seems that our idea is correct, killing ghosts can indeed recharge it."

Wujo regained consciousness, stroked his chin and said, "Well, it seems that as long as we kill the ghost king, we can go home immediately."

Thinking of something, he was a little dissatisfied: "It's so fast, we haven't played here yet."

After coming to this different world for one day and midnight, they were busy killing ghosts and sleeping, but they didn't accomplish anything.

Zhimeng put down her wrist, and also sighed: "I didn't see any flowers either."

"You don't have to leave after killing the Ghost King." Xia Youjie looked at the two of them helplessly, and suggested, "We can play for a few days before leaving!"

"Yeah!" Zhimeng regained his energy in an instant.

"After killing the ghost king, I will leave after watching the flowers!"

"I want to eat all kinds of desserts here before leaving!"

"Then I'll accompany Zhimeng to see the flowers."

"I also want to watch flowers with Zhimeng!"

"Okay, okay, can we go together..."

Located in the underground Infinity City, in the deepest part of countless and chamber gates and layers of formations, the ghost dancer Tsuji who is afraid of death received the remaining twelve ghost moons here.

As far as the first string six and the first string are concerned, the main one is the black death Mou Zhide who lost his temper in the first string, and Guiwu Tsuji Wumi first beheaded all his subordinates to vent his anger.

After venting, he barely calmed down, and he began to transmit the image of the culprit who killed Kauen-roku in his mind to all the ghosts through the same blood in each other's bodies.

"Remember these two people, they are the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Squad, find them for me, and kill them for me!"

The angry ghost king roared.

"I will watch you, and if I see anyone who is not looking hard, I will kill whoever!"

"Yes, yes, sir, please calm down, we will definitely finish it!"

The ghosts who had recovered their heads answered tremblingly in the ghost king's anger.

But it was Tong Mo who was Shangxian Er, he made a different voice.

"Hey, Master Wu Mi, I have seen these two people~"

Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan looked with plum red eyes: "Where did you see it? Forget it, I will see it myself."

So, regardless of Tong Mo's muffled groans, he directly looked at the Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi in his memory, and saw the scene of Tong Mo running away after being kicked by the white-haired boy.

Ghost dance Tsuji no misanthropy: ...

Without hesitation, the King of Ghosts turned into a tentacle and pierced Tong Mo's body, giving him more blood.

"I will give you stronger power, kill him for me, kill him!"

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Omnipotent...spell?