Vol 6 Chapter 9: sharp knife

Ju Tianjing knelt on the ground with both legs, with a pious expression on his face.
He is a dignified saint, a rare onmyoji in the world, and the head teacher of Fusang Xuanmen Taoist Shintoism.
Such a master suddenly kneeled down, which is very evil.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
"Grandpa, what are you doing? These resentful spirits are so powerful, can they scare you like this?"
I asked directly, Tachibana Daofeng is a stubborn kid, and only by asking in this way can he fit his character.
"Asshole, kneel down!"
Ju Tianjing yelled at me, and at the same time, if I was lucky, I was suppressed by his vast holy spirit, and my whole person was also crushed and knelt down.
I don’t want to kneel very much. I’m a hot summer person, kneeling on your sister’s hibiscus tree?
But I can't help it. I can't resist it. Even if I resist, I am not an opponent. I have to go to the countryside and do what I do.
Ju Tianjing began to kowtow, sonorously and powerfully, with each kowtow of it, a stream of pure energy would be released from his body.
What this released was not the profound energy aura, but the real soul aura.
Ju Tianjing was actually sacrificing his own soul power, although it was not a complete sacrifice, it would not cause much loss to his cultivation.
But the soul is the foundation of a Feng Shui master, even if it is just a sacrifice to the soul power, it will have a certain impact in the end.
After banging his head one after another, after sacrificing the power of the nine souls, Ju Tianjing said respectfully: "The current head of the disciple Shintoism, Ju Tianjing, does not mean that grandson Ju Taofeng has strayed into the realm of God. It is definitely not the original intention. Hope the gods will understand and let the disciples take him back to the world."
After listening to Ju Tianjing's words, I wanted to laugh like a goddess, so I actually recognized a tree as a god? This Fusang Xuanmen is also strange enough.
After all, Ju Tianjing suddenly shook his right hand, and a soul vessel appeared in his hand.
He muttered the spell silently, and six ghosts floated out of the soul vessel.
The six ghosts were photographed with one palm, and they were all shot at the roots of the sacred hibiscus tree, making them nourishment for the hibiscus tree.
At this time, Orange Tianjing continued: "These six dead souls are all Fengshui masters in the summer, and the disciples specially dedicated them to the gods. In the future, the disciples will continue to obey the ancestral instructions and lead the Fusang Xuanmen to continue to grow and grow, and continue to hunt and kill the Fengshui in the summer. Genius. He spared no effort to collect the undead in the world and let them nourish the spirit of the gods."
After speaking, Ju Tianjing plopped his head again and said: "Wang Tian God opened his eyes and let the disciple leave."
He buried his head on the ground, but his hands kept forming seals. The handprints were complicated, and I wrote them down one by one.
In the end, he pushed this handprint to the hibiscus tree.
Suddenly, the wind blew, and at the same time weird laughter came from my ear.
The laughter was so sinister that I got goose bumps.
Although I had never heard such laughter, I couldn't help but rang Chen Kunlun's notes.
It is mentioned in the notes that when the evil spirits appeared at the Xuanmen Conference in the Spring and Autumn Period, the strange laughter was first heard.
Does this hibiscus tree really have something to do with the evil spirit who calculated the Xuanmen of the Hot Summer?
Soon after the laughter sounded, a ghost was whirling on the tree.
I quietly looked up and saw that the few humanoid fruits opened my eyes at the same time.
Their eyes are blood-colored, and they look very scary.
When these dolls opened their eyes, Orange Tianjing's expression was obviously happy.
"go!"
With a big wave of his hand, he forcibly tore open the barrier, and jumped out with me.
My heart was shocked, let alone what the devil formed on the hibiscus tree.
Just to say that Ju Tianjing sacrificed the souls of the six scorching summer martyrs just now makes my heart grief.
I didn't expect that, before I knew it, Fusang Xuanmen actually killed so many senior Xuanmen.
It's no wonder that in the Yanxia Xuanmen, from time to time there will be big guys disappearing. We used to think that it was because they had risen to the sky and went to heaven.
But since learning the secrets of the Yellow River Shrine, I know that there is no such thing as a so-called ascension. The so-called ascending to the sky is not the end.
In this way, many of the disappeared feng shui masters may have died in the hands of Fusang Onmyoji.
In the hot summer, there must be a group of Fusang Onmyojis acting secretly.
Of course, in Fusang there must be our hot summer heroes secretly investigating, and some members of the dragon group are one of them.
I don't know why this situation occurred, why the two profound schools of the two countries secretly engaged in such a contest, there must have been some unknown grievances a long time ago.
"Grandpa, what was that just now? Why are there those strange human-shaped fruits on the tree?" I asked curiously after walking some distance.
"Dao Feng, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, this is something that our saints are qualified to contact." Ju Tianjing did not answer directly, which was also expected.
I continued to ask: "What happened to the ghost of the hot summer? Are the ghosts of the hot summer more suitable for nourishing the sacred tree?"
Orange Tianjing glared at me, let me not ask.
But I continued: "Grandpa, I know some Yanxia people are in Fusang, do you want to kill them?"
He suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "What's the use of those ordinary people you know? The real battlefield is about to begin!"
"Ah? Can I participate? I feel stronger now and I need strength urgently." I asked tentatively.
He said, "You are not qualified."
I was unhappy and said: "Is there anything that is not qualified? Although there are many people in the hot summer Fengshui world, the top strength is not good. Shall we send a few saints in the past to not kill them? How can there be so many worries?"
Orange Tianjing narrowed the eyes of the vultures and said, "You don't understand these. It used to be inconvenient for our saints to pass, but now it's different. A silly boy thought he was a hero, but he did not know that he was pushing his compatriots into the fire pit."
My heart trembled suddenly and the secret path was not good.
There used to be the Yellow River Divine Palace to lock the air of summer, even if the saint Fusang went to the summer, the limit was only ninety-nine levels of Qi training.
Therefore, they are unlikely to send saints over, at best, some small-scale assassinations.
But now the Yellow River Shrine was destroyed by me. Although I gave Xuanmen the future, I also led the wolf into the room at the same time.
"No, I must prepare Wen Chaoyang and the others as soon as possible. I can not be a hero, but I must never become a sinner of history." I said to myself from the bottom of my heart.
At the same time, I also secretly decided that I must integrate into the Fusang Profound Sect as soon as possible, improve my Taoism in the shortest time, and find out as soon as possible why Fusang targeted us at the Yanxia Profound Sect, and whether they were the forces behind the evil spirits that calculated the Yanxia ancestors back then. .
Everything has an effect and there must be a cause, and only by finding the true source can this trouble be completely solved.
"Okay, Daofeng, these are not things you should care about. Come, show grandpa to see your current state. I didn't expect it, your kid actually quietly made Mimi's progress, really beyond my expectation." Orange Tian Respectfully put your hand on my body.
But I rushed to the Shinto Palace, and ran and said, "Grandpa, I can't do that now, even Xixia is not as good as Xixia. Give me a little more time, I will be shocked by Fusang Xuanmen."
"What's your kid running? What are you going to do?" Ju Tianjing asked in a puzzled way.
I said, "Grandpa, go back and help me open the Pagoda of Nine Souls. I want to go in and retreat!"
"Your kid is crazy?" Orange Tianjing looked at me like a lunatic.
But I said, "Either die in it or conquer Xixia. I understand the Tang Taofeng, I'm trash, it's useless to have a grandfather no matter how powerful, even a woman can ride on my head, I want Xixia, Let the entire Fusang Profound Sect know that my orange style has changed, and I am not a waste!"
That's right, the style of the orange road has changed, and it has become Chen Huangpi, vowing to be a sharp knife to pierce the Fusang Xuanmen.