[Comprehensive] Since I took over the ancestors of the Honmaru

For the awakening of some consciousness, oral teaching alone is useless, only audio-visual effects are two-pronged, and true knowledge can be obtained through personal practice.

Sanriyue knows in her heart that no matter whether it is a person or a knife, if she kneels for a long time, she will only bow her head, and if she is used to kneeling, she dare not resist.

Because in their inherent thinking, they should kneel down, which is "duty".Even if you are dissatisfied, desperate, and struggling, you can't afford the idea of ​​​​resisting to the end.

Therefore, if they don't follow the three-strike sword today, they will never understand that there is another way to live in the world.

Everything he mentioned was based on experience, but it was a fantasy for them.I have never heard of it, I have never seen it, I dare not think about it, and I don't know what to do.

Sanriyue's eyes flickered, and she comforted: "Be safe and don't be impatient, it just so happens that the three of you are not rare knives, your 'looks', we all have them in this pill."

"Let us accompany you to the Zongsan Hall, Qingguang Hall and Anding Hall in Honmaru."

Sanshinto stayed there stupidly, and about half an hour later, Kiko Sadamune brought his own Honmaru sword, while Sozo, Kiyomitsu, and Anding carried a bunch of props on their backs, showing a "goodwill" smile to Sanshinto.

Unable to help, the little poor people shuddered!

Zong San brushed his long pink hair, winking sideways: "Come on, another 'me', give me your blood-stained clothes."

Another Zhen Zongsan: "Huh?"

Zong San wrote: "Oh, hurry up, or I will pick it up for you!"

Another Zhen Zongsan: ...

After exchanging clothes with each other, Sanshin Dao was at a loss.

The corners of Sanriyue's lips curled slightly, and she ordered, "Lead the way."

"We take the first step for you, and you have to complete the remaining 99 steps by yourself."

"If after this time, you are still not enlightened, then I will see you here in the future, and we will... have never met before."

Sanriyue is not the holy father. Ji Jun's tolerance and kindness, expectations and support for them, the word "goodness" is not the capital they squander.

Holding the spiritual power crystallization given by Ji Jun to save the blade, once is okay, twice is reluctant, if it is repeated... He is not a "bad guy", and he will never allow his own Honmaru's blade to do it.

After all, they are all blades, but whoever owes what to whom is not happy.

They followed the footsteps of the three-shin knife to a C-level hommaru. They thought it was another dilapidated and damaged place, but they didn't want to feel a little bit resplendent after seeing it.

It is reported that the former judge of this C-level Honmaru especially loves gold, so even the bricks and tiles of the Honmaru's walls are exactly the same golden color, like plump ears of rice, full of warm luster.

But who knows that under the warm tones, there is darkness?

"Is your former main hall retired or..."

"Death in battle." Another Honmaru's Sosan said, "In order to protect Imaiken, who has the lowest level of practice, your lord blocked the fatal blow of Ditachi with his own body."

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and Zong San seemed to be immersed in memories: "How can a mortal body of flesh and blood stand in the way? He was only 26 years old when he left, and even his bones... are incomplete."

"We never thought that the god judge would do this for the sword, nor did we think that the mere task of cleaning up the battlefield would cost the life of an adult."

Zongsan said softly: "After your lord passed away, his relatives took over our Honmaru, which is the current one."

He pushed open the door of Honmaru, with a cold expression: "My lord's illegitimate younger brother, on the seventh day when he first came to Honmaru, he shattered the Jin sword that your lord saved with his life."

"He said we were guilty."

"He said we're going to atone."

"We are... stupid enough to plead guilty..."

Zong San's left words trembled with fingertips: "The guilt towards the lord has been transferred to him. No matter how much he tosses us, we will bear it. We didn't know about him until yesterday, when that guy was drunk and insulted the lord openly during the banquet. To humiliate us is to 'humiliate' adults."

Guijia Zhenzong: "The injury of Anding Hall..."

Zong San lowered his eyebrows: "This person is not very capable, but he has a lot of charms and guards. Anding Hall drew his sword at him and was seriously injured."

"Anyone who shows killing intent towards him will be counterattacked."

The ability is not great, spells and guards... Anyone who shows killing intent will be counterattacked?

The swords exchanged glances, and after getting the information they needed, Sanriyue walked out slowly from the team, and the rest of the blades automatically stepped back half a step to show his sovereignty.

Anyone who is familiar with Sanriyue knows it well, this Zhenping Dao is going to add drama to himself ==

As it turns out, when Crescent Moon kicks off, there's nothing else going on.He claimed to be "the Zhili army of the government of the time", and when he was inspecting Wanwu, he found the sword that "fleeed" with three strikes.

After some torture, he knew it was the blade of Honmaru, so he specially came to return it.

The "blood-stained" blade of the three strikes was pushed to the slag judge. In the slag judge's satisfied sight and the resentful eyes of the swordsmen, San Riyue, the "dog leg" of the government of time, adhered to the principle of "everything is to make the scum judge happy". Laughing and came up with a "good idea".

"I've been to many Honmaru and enjoyed a lot of treatment. It's a little monotonous to see you here." San Riyue looked around, ignoring a bunch of slanderous and numb eyes, and continued to chat with the scumbag, "My lord, Don't you guys have any other recreational activities besides sleeping and playing in Honmaru?"

Slag judge: "What do you mean?"

San Riyue chuckled: "If you don't worry, my lord, why not enjoy it with me."

The judge cast a suspicious look.

Sanriyue turned sideways, revealing the well-dressed swords behind him who were full of spiritual energy: "We are the regular army of the government of time, and we will not do anything that is not good for the god judge."

"And with us here, if the sword wants to kill the master, we must get our consent."

Sanriyue: "It's just a sleepover, adults should get tired of playing."

"I look at the rest of the pills, and there are many tricks. It would be a pity if the adults don't want to."

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

The slag examiner was able to play around, and when he saw that the "regular army" was serious, he couldn't hold back his airs anymore, and earnestly tried to persuade him to stay, and after this stay, he stayed in the hot spring.

At that time, more than a dozen temporary bamboo houses were lined up beside the hot spring, San Riyue took off his coat and lay down, ordering the swordsmen to massage him.

Slag examiner was still hesitating, but San Riyue's expression became serious, and he shouted: "Something that doesn't wink at all, why don't you hurry up and take care of your lord!"

Guijia Zhenzong and Smiling Qingjiang came out obediently, lying on the bamboo slum with the slag judge half dragged, and quickly untied his coat, stripping him down to only the lining in minutes.

Smiling Qingjiang pressed his hand up, gently pressing his acupuncture points.

Sore, painful and numb, Zha Shen's body went limp, and he just lay down on the bamboo slum and let the blade do whatever he wanted.And his semi-transparent inner lining faintly has the shadow of engraved charms.

It turned out that it was something engraved on the skin...

Sanriyue smiled slightly: "My lord, do you feel comfortable?"

Slag judge: "Extremely comfortable!"

With a happy face towards the slag examiner, but cold as ice towards the sword, San Riyue immediately changed her face, and shouted at San Zhen Dao: "It's a sword, just keep your duty, come here and learn from me!"

Sanzhen Dao stepped forward obediently, and quietly surrounded Zha Shen.

After a massage, San Riyue said: "My lord, if we leave this time, we don't know when we will see each other again. This method is handed over to the three-strike knife, and you can call them to serve in the future."

Saying that, Sanriyue summoned the three swords in the name of "testing techniques", summoned all the swords in this maru in the name of "learning from a good example", and sat down to supervise in the name of "protecting the slag judge".

In the eyes of a bunch of swords bristling with anger and staring at lackeys, and in the smug and trusting mood of the judge, San Riyue calmly said: "It's time to start."

California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an all showed sinister smiles, squeezed the bones of their hands, and stood still in front of Zha Shen's bamboo collapse.

Anyone who shows killing intent towards the slag judge will be counterattacked?

No, they didn't have any killing intent, not at all, they were just doing normal care for others.

So, California Qingguang held down Zha Shen's head, Yamato Shou'an held Zha Shen's ankles, they lifted Zha Shen violently as if they were dusting off a bed sheet, and tossed violently on the bamboo floor like a fish !

"Pa-ta", "Pa-ta", "Pa-ta"...

Swords and Swords: ...

Zha Shen screamed and woke up abruptly, but before he could say anything, San Riyue laughed and said: "Hahaha, this is a move to loosen the muscles and bones, it can loosen the muscles and bones for adults, but it hurts a little."

"Come on, let the adults use our refreshing things." San Riyue urged, "It would be a pity if you don't stay awake for such an enjoyment."

Zong San Zuowen smiled softly, took out a bottle of "Fengyoujing" from the props, pinched Zha Shen's chin and poured it into it.

The slag judge burst into tears, but he became more energetic.

Sanriyue: "Put the muscles loose, put them on the cutting board... on the bamboo floor, take out the powder stick and essential oil, and create a beautiful blend of soul and flesh for adults."

Under Zhongren's staring eyes, a large bottle of essential oil was poured on Zha Shen's body, Yamato Shou'an patted the "salted fish" under his hand, and vigorously rubbed the other's skin.

Seeing that the engraved charm did not fade at all, California Qingguang calmly took out a large bottle of "makeup remover" and poured it heartily!

Sanriyue's voice was indifferent: "Your Excellency, bear with it, the pain is due to an injury in the early years, and there is a serious illness in your body. After our treatment, your body will only get better and better."

"Ah! Stop...stop! Ah!"

I poured the makeup remover and rubbed it again and again, but the lines of the talisman didn't fade away in the slightest.Sanzhen Dao frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, Zong Sanzuo took out a sharp kitchen knife from the props majestically!

Zong San: "Should I peel the skin?"

Qing Guang: "Nursing people, skin rejuvenation is not peeling, we are serious."

An Ding: "Pour another bottle of oil and light a fire. If the burn area is as high as 80.00%, the spell should be invalid, right?"

Zongsan and Qingguang: ...

Yamato is safe!Put away your restless thoughts!

Many Blades: ...

What did they hear?There is actually a sword openly discussing how to deal with the god judge? !

Wait, aren't they the lackeys of the "Government of Time"?how come……

An Ding: "Then what should I do?"

Qingguang: "Since we can protect the skin, of course we can also destroy the skin, just let him be allergic!"

Allergies, redness, swelling, itching, and scarring... Can this charm engraving still work?

As he spoke, Zong San took out all kinds of cosmetics from the props, and poured them on Zha Shen as if making dark dishes.They deftly turned Zha Shen from one bamboo sheet to the last bamboo sheet until Zha Shen was dying and dying soon.

San Riyue got up slowly, and said with a light smile, "As expected of your lord's Honmaru, the swords are smart, and you've already grasped the essence of massage just a few times. I think it will definitely bring you a better experience in the future."

Under the astonished eyes of Zhong Ren, San Riyue waved his sleeves: "Everyone, take good care of your lord, don't let him down."

He greeted his own sword, and in the eyes of Bie Ren, he gradually walked away until he walked out of this hommaru.

The bloody clothes have been replaced, and the identities have been swapped and reset.When the C-rank Honmaru's Sozo Zuomoji, California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Morita hugged their clothes, they realized their purpose of changing clothes.

Who cleaned up the scumbag review—it was them!

Who turned against the scumbag judge - it was them!

Who threatened to flay and burn the dregs—to make them!

Their faces, their clothes, and their temperament are all "they"!

This is forcing them to rebel, or to rebel if they don't!

Those swords...those...who on earth raised such a terrible sword? !

……

After going out this time, instead of feeling the "joy of victory", Mikayue and other blades felt a little "heaviness of failure".

Yeah, can you not "fail"?

Can they "save" a Honmaru, help another self in the world, maybe save the second, third or even thousands of selves?

impossible!

In the places they can't see, in the corners they can't touch, countless colleagues have experienced unbearable experiences and endured unbearable torture.

Are they supposed to squat ten thousand houses every day, relying on "trying luck" to clean up the scumbags one by one?

What a bad experience, what a failure!

When they climbed out of the prison and looked back at the "self" trapped in the prison, their mentality really exploded.

Sanriyue: "The first Honmaru we helped will pass on our experience to the second and third... But because their communication is limited, the scope of dissemination is not wide, and it may even attract the government of time. attention."

Guijia Zhenzong: "So, what does Sanriyuedian want to do?"

Sanriyue: "I'm thinking of a way to expand our influence in a fair and honest way, and also allow the god-inspectors to actively send swords to us for education."

"Instead of us taking the initiative, it is better to let the god judge take the initiative."

It was night, it was rare for Honmaru to close for a day, and all the swords gathered in the Daguang room.

The "Honmaru [-]rd Blade Conference" was held again in Dahiro, and the blades had a heated discussion on the theme of "how to let the god judges take the initiative to send swords to them for education".

And listed steps [-], [-], [-], plan [-], [-], [-], it can be described as step by step, very complete!

After all, it is a knife that has been "educated" by Qin Xunzhen, a good one does not learn all the scum, and uses all kinds of business methods on it, but it really produces results.

Yingwan held a pointer and tapped on the small blackboard: "In my opinion, we should learn from Jun Ji and take the lead in using the technique of 'touching porcelain' to deceive Wanwu!"

"As we all know, the common problem of scumbag review is lust!"

"Since we are lustful, we will definitely bring the 'weak and helpless' beautiful male blade back to the Honmaru to show off our evil intentions! And when we step into that Honmaru, it's time to do it."

Yizheng added: "Although 'Pengci' is good, this method is not safe enough and full of randomness."

He took the pointer, wiped off the "Pengci" on the small blackboard, and re-wrote "Hot Spot"!

In the first issue, he said solemnly: "In my opinion, we should learn from Jun Ji and take the lead in using the method of 'hot spots' to increase our popularity."

"This popularity is not because of how strong we are, how sharp we are, or how much money we make! It's about how well we can take care of the god judges, and how we can give them meticulous care!"

"How to make the god judges take the initiative to send swords to us, we can only use 'immediate interests' to tell them what benefits we can bring to them."

"Take care of the god judges, use our hands to cultivate swords into excellent deacons, not to mention all, at least most of the god judges will be moved!"

"If you move your heart, you can act, and if you act, we can collect a large number of swords!"

As expected of the leader of a cult, the first phase of his thinking opened up into a black hole in minutes: "We can completely set up a 'sword deacon training institution' to spread our thoughts and impart our experience!"

Knowing everything, Yingwan's eyes lit up: "That's right, we can use the 'drill' to catch hot spots. Every time we practice, we will provide Ji Jun with thoughtful service, and compare all the swords of Honmaru, as time goes by , other judges will be envious."

"As long as there is a feeling of envy, what we want to do will go much smoother!"

Kiko Sadamune chuckled and wrote "money" on the blackboard.He took the pointer, hit it on the head, and said: "Ji Jun said that money touches people's hearts."

"Taking care of the judges is only one aspect, and there are many passers-by in the world."

"However, they may not be interested in taking care of themselves and serving themselves, but no one has a grudge against money."

"Using money and making good use of benefits, we can collect a huge number of swords in the shortest time. We can also find out why they were sent in the first place?"

Guijia Zhenzong continued: "Everyone, Mr. Ji does not forge knives, we have a lot of resources at hand; Mr. Ji pays wages, and we have countless small judgments in private."

"With money and resources, although we can't get ahead in another world, there's no reason why we can't do something in Wanwu."

"We can use the excuse of 'making a movie' to recruit a large number of swords from the outside world to match, one blade for one charcoal, one blade for one steel, with Ji Jun's rich inventory, and others who love to forge knives. The desire for resources, withstood thousands of knives in a day, will become a reality!"

"It's just a waste of money."

Higakiri lazily couldn't lift his spirits: "According to Kikkoden's statement, we contribute energy, money, and venues to promote justice?"

"It's true that this method is fast, but I don't want to do white work."

Mustache yawned: "What I want is - the other family's god-inspectors contribute their efforts, money, and venues, and we are only responsible for teaching them."

Kameka Sadamune: "What is the wisdom of the mustache palace?"

Mustache: "Do you still remember Ji Jun's 'capital gathering' strategy."

Mustache: "When pigs became popular and began to sell well, Ji Jun's first thought was not to expand production, but to stabilize the value within a controllable range, so as not to let these become rotten goods on the street."

Genji sword leaned on the chair, his golden pupils were full of indifference: "'Capital is gathered', rare things are more expensive."

"Only rare, small amount and precious can make people flock to it!"

"What we have, what we have learned, what we can teach, is what is really expensive."

Higakiri knocked on the table: "What do we have, Honmaru has - pigs, kangaroos, ostriches."

"What have we learned—feeding, planting, buying and selling."

"What can we teach—animal husbandry, agriculture, business."

"This is the really expensive thing. It belongs to us, and only we can teach it." Higakiri said in one go, "Because of Ji Junzhuyu, the business is very hot, and we don't need to just 'hype'. With popularity."

"As long as the banner of 'teaching' is played, there are many god-inspectors who want to share the cake and are willing to send their own swords to our Honmaru to study."

"However, when they really send the blade in...what to teach, how to teach; what to learn, how to learn. Isn't it up to us?"

"But what can we gain by doing this?"

"We can charge fees, collect resources, and collect all kinds of seeds and materials." Mustache said, "Every god-inspector understands that if you really learn something from us, it is a huge profit."

"They will never be stingy with money."

"We get money and they get peace of mind."

"We have achieved our goal, and the experience has been widely disseminated. If you want to come to those swords and swords, you will know what is good and bad, and you will never spread any unfavorable information."

"There are all kinds of benefits, and there are benefits and strengths, so it's better to use my method."

After mustache finished speaking, the swords in the Dahiro room were stunned for a moment.

It was the first time for them to see Mustache cut off his lazy look, and made a speech in the high hall with a strong posture, and his bearing was graceful and extraordinary.

It was only at this moment that they realized that no matter how confused this Zhenyuan's sword was, it was a sword used by the royal family, so how could it be true that it was not ink.

Mustache is a peace knife that is not inferior to Sankaiyue. When he shows his sharpness, it is as dazzling as the scorching sun.

San Riyue took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "As expected of the mustache palace, I was very moved by what I said."

He raised his eyes, and there was a crescent moon floating in them: "I have a more secure method, but I need the help of Song Xiandian."

Kasen Kanesada: "Huh?"

"Books." Sanriyue said with a smile on her eyebrows, "According to the method of the mustache palace, the judges are profit-seeking, and by analogy, the government of the time is also profit-seeking."

"We will attract the swords of the god judges, and naturally we will also attract the Zhili troops of the government of time. Mixed together, regardless of each other, what we teach, what we say, and what we do can easily fall into the trap of others."

"So, the cover of books is needed."

"A unified book with a different inner page on one side. It is enough to put something in the inner page."

"But there are risks, so we can use the convenience of 'specialization' to gather target blades together and distribute some special books."

Kikko Sadamune: "Then, what kind of books can be delivered safely to the hands of the swords, even if they are special, they will not attract most of the swords' interest, and they can even block the curiosity of the government of time?"

The blades couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Hasebe who was listening suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Yes!"

"What is it?"

"Postpartum Care of Sows!"

Many Blades: ...