Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 708

"If I'm not mistaken, your body has suffered irreparable damage. Relying on the power of the human world, I'm afraid you won't be able to live much longer. If you become a god, you can still survive with the power of the kingdom of God."

Hearing that his greatest secret was pointed out, a gleam of coldness flashed in the eyes of the old man. He stared at Mi Luo, but he couldn't see the slightest flow of energy. The coldness was replaced by horror, which was quickly covered by peace. He bowed He said: "I didn't expect there to be a god like you in the world. It's too rude not to go out to greet you. As for why there is no god, can today's gods really be called gods?"

"Come here uninvited, as long as you don't think I'm a bad guest. As for today's gods, they really can't be called complete gods."

When Mi Luo said this, his eyes did not fall on the old man at all, but he was playing with the cup in his hand.

"Vow, fear, belief, protection, prayer... Let the belief of gods and the fear of monsters, relying on the essence of protecting one side, converge on this symbol of a contract signed by a hundred ghosts. This thing can be said to be a tripartite contract between gods, men and ghosts , representing the concept of monsters sheltering the night, no wonder it becomes a part of [禊], did you create this treasure unintentionally, or did you gather it on purpose?"

The old man didn't feel strange about Mi Luo's attitude. As an old monster who lived for nearly a thousand years, the old man himself had seen too many things.

According to the time node corresponding to the giant tree, this old man can be said to have lived from the position of the trunk occupied by Miro to the era corresponding to the root of the tree. It can be said that the new gods of modern times were born and grew up under his watchful eyes.

The old man is very aware of the limitations of today's gods, so he is naturally unwilling to turn to the incomplete divine way for the sake of so-called longevity.

Similarly, the old man is also aware of how terrifying the existence of the essence of cups and cups can be seen in such a short period of time, and he is even more aware of the terrible consequences of deceiving such existences.

The old man lowered his head and said respectfully: "It was not created by accident, but created with the help of an onmyoji."

"That onmyoji didn't think about intervening? Although the concept of this cup needs to exchange sincerity for sincerity, and condense fate on it, then it can mix wish, fear, belief, protection, and prayer together, making it a [禊], but he should be able to use the relationship with you to affect the existence of [禊], and finally use [禊] as a springboard to become a god. But I don’t seem to see the slightest trace of divine way in [禊] ?”

Mi Luo raised his head, looked at the old man, and listened to his explanation: "In that case, this [禊] will probably become a part of Shinto."

When he said this, a faint divine light emerged from Mi Luo's fingertips, wrapping around the cup like vines, bringing its corresponding concept of "禊" into control, and at the same time adding a layer of protective measures.

The old man lowered his head, his aura became a little illusory, and Mi Luo chuckled lightly: "A flower in the mirror, a moon in the water? It really is a slippery ghost, even when communicating with high-ranking beings, he never forgets to look for opportunities, but for me, Your breath is too obvious."

During the speech, he raised his hand and flicked lightly, and ripples appeared in the surrounding space. The old man in front of Miro disappeared as green smoke, and his real body appeared on Miro's left hand. hands.

"You don't have to worry, I don't have the idea of ​​including [禊] into the Shinto, just to make it a little more stable. After all, such a state of separation is the best choice for the stability of the current situation." Mi Luo walked forward After taking two steps, he returned some extra cups to the old man, and at the same time tapped his back lightly with his fingers, a little spiritual light emerged, and wisps of black air steamed out.

The moment the old man got the cup, he knew that its nature was more stable and that it was not mixed with other things. Immediately, the spiritual light appeared behind him, making him feel that some burden had been lifted from his body, and the heart and lungs that had been taken away in the chest cavity had also been repaired.

"Ok?"

Mi Luo frowned slightly. He realized that he seemed to have underestimated the old man's problem. The other party's injury was not simply the loss of organs, but another kind of conceptual injury. He whispered: "Your injury is caused by [curse]. Influence?"

"As expected of an ancient god, I saw my problem at a glance. My injury came from the shadow cloak dropped by the incarnation of the [curse] hell girl. So, you don't need to waste your efforts, I can get a moment of relief, It's already, wait...how is it possible..."

The old man was trying to persuade Mi Luo not to waste his energy, but with the peak of the spiritual light, the old man only felt that the incomplete heart and lungs in his body began to regenerate, and at the same time, the power lost due to the disappearance of the heart and lungs gradually returned.

The old man's body began to grow rapidly, from the original short appearance to a handsome young man, under the eyes, a unique pattern similar to the divine pattern appeared, and the back of the head like a melon was covered with long golden, white and black hair cover.

Huge demonic power rises from the young man's body, bringing whirlwinds and sweeping around. The monsters in the building are inspired one after another, releasing their own demonic power, turning into a cloud and covering the surroundings. A night parade ritual covering the entire city is completed in an instant. .

The powerful power attracted the attention of practitioners and gods around.

"general!"

"Commander!"

"First generation!"

"grandfather!"

Voices sounded from inside the building, and hundreds of ghosts emerged one by one. They stood in mid-air under the leadership of a cunning ghost who looked quite similar to the young and old. Standing on the building, their breath was solid, With sharp eyes, ready to attack at any time.

And when they saw the old man's new appearance, they all showed expressions of surprise and joy, and all the ghosts fell down one after another, dancing with their hands and feet.

"Hehe, although I don't really want to interrupt your high emotions, should the slicker tell me what happened to the shadow cloak dropped by the hell girl?" vigilance.

But before everyone could make a move, the old slippery ghost scolded all the ghosts around: "Don't lose your manners in front of distinguished guests."

Then, he respectfully said to Mi Luo: "Thank you for your help."

For the slippery ghost's gratitude, Mi Luo maintained the posture of an ancient god in the eyes of outsiders, and looked back: "This is the reward for you [禊] and [孤], now I just want to know how the shadow cloak left by the hell girl returned." thing?"

The slippery ghost looked around and told the hundred ghosts to retreat.

"general!"

"Commander!"

"First generation!"

The ghosts were naturally unwilling, so Mi Luo raised his hand and said: "There is no need to hide it from me, even if there is a problem, I can suppress it. By the way, this half-demon next to you is your heir?"

While speaking, Mi Luo's eyes fell on the young slippery ghost.

"Yes, this is my grandson Lu Sheng."

"Lu Sheng? Come forward."

Mi Luo raised his hand, and the slippery ghost named Lu Sheng took two steps forward involuntarily. Hundred ghosts were furious and wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by their generals.

"The mixed blood of a human and a demon, but he can uphold good thoughts. He is a good boy. I helped your grandfather recover from his injuries, and I also damaged your personality. You lost most of the original [Fear] personality. What compensation do you want? "

Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and was about to say that Mi Luo saved his grandfather, and he should be grateful, but the old man who thought he knew the images of some ancient gods knew that these gods often said they were inquiries, but in fact they were just notifications. It is easy to be punished for going against their ideas. Before the grandson could speak, he came first: "Lu Sheng, don't you thank God?"

Although Lu Sheng didn't know why Grandpa spoke up, he also vaguely sensed the problem, and said silently for a moment: "I don't lack anything. If I have to make up for it, I hope everyone can be safe."

"What a simple but troublesome wish."

Mi Luo chuckled, looked at Lu Sheng and said, "For ordinary people, the easiest way to realize this wish is to seek an asylum, but you should not be the character who wants to be protected by them. Anyway, I will give you a little help."

As he spoke, Mi Luo tapped Lu Sheng's brows lightly with his fingers, and spirituality converged between Mi Luo's forehead.

The information corresponding to the main personality of the ghosts and demons gathered in Fusang and other places in the past emerged in the spirituality, turned into blessings and blessed Lu Sheng, endowing him with a personality close to a god.

The hundred ghosts who were a little restless because of the old man's obstruction showed expressions of horror. They felt that their power was really flowing towards Lu Sheng uncontrollably.

"It's really an amazing method."

The old man, who also saw the change, widened his eyes slightly, and then thanked Mi Luo, and told everything he knew.

"As far as I know, the hell girl is one of the few surviving hell ghosts. She travels between the world and hell. By collecting people's resentment, she makes the soul fall into hell and appease the furious Izanami. But The resentment of the angry Great Mother God day after day also made the hell girl miserable. She had to bury the resentment in the shadow again and again, and then cut off the shadow. Through this self-torture method, the Great Mother God was relieved. God's wrath and resentment."

Hearing his grandfather's words, Lu Sheng's eyes widened. In his cognition, the shadow can also be regarded as the residence of the soul, and it is a way for people to express their spirituality. According to the principle, ghosts and gods do not have shadows. Shadow, cut off the shadow, the pain must not be low, and according to my grandfather, the other party has done this more than once.

"Because of cutting off her own shadow again and again, the power of the hell girl has also weakened. Part of the concept of [curse] has also flowed into the human world, turning into all kinds of strange and weird existences. I don't know if they can be called monsters. And Those severed shadows were obtained somehow by a demon fox who died tragically. She devoured the shadows, turned them into her own tail, gained the ability to reincarnate, and thought she was the mother of Ampere Seimei, trying to reborn Ape Seimei .”

"Wait, grandpa, so Yu Yihu is not Ape Seimei's mother, and the one she wants to give birth to is not Ape Seimei?"

Lu Sheng hastily interrupted his grandfather's words. He didn't expect that the feather fox he was about to face was not An Pei Qingming's mother. He didn't want the slippery ghost to look at Mi Luo first, and then shook his head at his grandson when he saw that he didn't respond. Said: "It is true that Yuyihu is not Ape Seimei's mother, but the monster she wants to give birth to is probably Ape Seimei?"

As he said that, the slippery ghost also pointed to his chest and said: "Back then, when I prevented that monster from coming into the world, he obviously didn't make a sound, but he just said my name, which made me unable to move, and then was killed by Yuyi." The fox's tail took away the internal organs, and it is getting old day by day. And my body can't recover, because the tail of the feathered fox is transformed from the shadow of the hell girl, which is derived from the power of [curse]."

The slippery ghost raised the cup in his hand again, and said, "If I hadn't relied on the wine in the cup these years, I would have been corroded to death."

"Hell girl, is Ampere Seimei?"

Mi Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lu Sheng again, and said: "It seems that I am destroying your [fear] character, and also disturbing your fate."

"What do you mean?"

Lu Sheng frowned, but the old man next to him vaguely guessed the reason, and said with a smile: "If the god wants to do something to Yuyihu, just do it. The relationship between our family and Yuyihu can be regarded as immortal. Send it to hell, and we want to thank you instead."

Lu Sheng, who understood what the old man meant, also nodded in agreement, and even said that if Miro killed Yuyihu, his friends would definitely enshrine Miro. Such words made Miro laugh out loud: "Worship, that kind of thing I don't need it. I have already got what I need, so I won't keep it for long, and I hope that when we meet again next time, you have successfully condensed the personality of the lord of demons and monsters."

After finishing speaking, Mi Luo looked at the sky, felt it carefully, and said in a low voice: "There is no era tree around the location? No, it should be pulled out consciously."

Based on the connection, Mi Luo sensed the location of the feather-clothed fox. After failing to perceive a suitable location for establishment, he tried to interfere with the roots of the tree trunk to build a new foothold, but it also had no effect.

This is obviously someone consciously blocking their own descent, so that the karma cannot be changed, creating a suitable opportunity.

This point also allowed Mi Luo to see more laws governing the operation of the laws and principles of heaven and earth.

"Forget it, since you can't come directly, let's take a detour!"

After the words fell, a ray of spiritual light appeared under Mi Luo's feet, supporting his figure into the sky, and flew towards the city where the feather fox was located.

The moment it was lifted into the sky, there was also a ray of divine light rising up that ordinary people cannot see. From a distance, it was like a big sun rising from the horizon, and the ten thousand rays of sunshine coated the sky with a bright and warm layer. It is golden red, and at the same time, this light and the bright moon hanging high above the sky reflect each other. In the eyes of ghosts and practitioners, they constitute a wonderful scene where the sun and the moon are in the sky.

At the same time, wherever its light passes, all [Miasma] is suppressed, negative forces begin to disintegrate, and concepts such as [Wish], [Wish], and [Zhi] are enhanced.

Part of the monsters that were contaminated with [Miasma] or relied on [Miasma] turned into fly ash under the brilliance, while Lu Sheng was illuminated by the brilliance and returned to the appearance of an ordinary person. He looked at his body, Feeling the demon power still tumbling in his body, and the purer aura, he couldn't help but look at his grandfather beside him, and the ghosts with a more pure aura, and said in surprise, "Grandpa, who is this one?"

The old man didn't answer right away, he picked up the bong and took a puff, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, shrugged and said: "I thought I guessed his identity, but now I don't know. But compared to who he is , I think we should have a banquet now! Celebrate the happy event that happened today."

Hearing this, all the ghosts on the side suddenly cheered, and supported the grandpa and grandson as they walked towards the building.

　In these chapters, you should have seen that there are a lot of animations synthesized, of course, they are all products that have been modified to fit the current plot. I hope you like it.

　　
　
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