It’s not just Shashengwan that hurts the mind, Maitreya also has a headache, because he doesn’t understand the old monk Haitian at all. The opponent is a character outside the plot. The revenge on Shashengwan comes, and the ghost knows that the other party will hate it. To what extent, what kind of revenge will be made, this is so popular, as expected, the longer you stay, the more troubles you will have!
The brain is very painful, but the solution is definitely more than the problem, so Maitreya decided to cast the sword for the killing pill first, and recast the real prajna himself. By the way, he must repair the wooden dragon. That thing really started today. Great effect, otherwise, waiting for Haitian to release the big move, I'm afraid he and the Shashengwan will have to send one.
As for Maitreya's idea of forging a sword, Shishengwan didn't quite agree with him, because he felt that he couldn't win even with iron and broken teeth. Could it be possible that Maitreya's knife was better than iron and broken teeth
Inherent obsessions made Shashengwan still remember the iron shattered teeth, but this time, iron shattered teeth could not deal with Haitian. He wanted to trace Dad’s most powerful Cong Yunya, so he said goodbye to Maitreya, The girl Ling stayed in Taoyuanju, and she was taken care of by Ash, and left with only evil opinions.
Maitreya could tell that Sesho Maru was not at ease with his sword-making skills, okay! Judging from the current situation, it is really not reassuring, but he doesn't care. After sending away the Shousheng Maru, he planned to choose a geomantic treasure to cast his sword, but he couldn't find a good place, so he could only prepare the sword casting place first. Need items and try to repair the wooden dragon.
This wooden dragon was originally an ancient relic, because it was placed in the Buddhist hall and carried by the monks. He has heard of the Buddha's nature for a long time, psychic, gradually generating mana, and able to subdue demons and demons.
This time everything from physical to spirituality was chopped down. Fortunately, for spirituality, Maitreya recites the Lotus Sutra of the Magic Dharma, and then refines it with the light of the Buddha, and it can be restored. However, the damage to the surface form is troublesome. Although this thing is woody, it is There is no vitality, and Otsuki's true spirit is not good enough.
Maitreya thought for a long time, and finally decided to change the body of Mu Long, but he couldn't get the uncle inside. The dragon spirit was too weak in self-consciousness and could only follow others' guidance.
There was no way to remove the dragon spirit. Maitreya thought about the gold-inlaid jade craftsmanship of the previous life, so he poured out the vajra from Haitian from the gourd, then melted it with Sanyang real fire, and added some materials, not only the wood The dragon was patched up, and the entire wooden dragon was covered with a metal shell.
Outside the window, the clouds are rolling, the newly repaired wooden dragon has changed the appearance of the previous hemp skin disease. It is inlaid with gilt gold, surrounded by golden dragons, and its scales are dense. .
"Perfect, I'll call you the gilt dragon from now on, by the way, why do I have to use magic to defeat Haitian!" Maitreya looked at the gilt dragon with great satisfaction, followed by the thunder outside the window, suddenly a flash of light in his head.
The guy Haitian has lived for two hundred years. He has strong mana and many methods. He was embarrassed to fight the killing pills, but he is still a human being. Mana and spiritual power work on monsters and can also defend against magic flying swords, but it does not work on gunpowder. , Annoyed myself, a bomb sent this poisonous baldness to the sky, it would be over, why have to fight him face-to-face.
"I'm so stupid, Buddha Amitabha." Maitreya thought that he was worried and wanted to cast a sword to try to fight each other. He couldn't help crying or laughing, but it was almost a blind spot, too focused on spells, and forgot his own wisdom.
Maitreya couldn't laugh or cry, even chanted Amitabh, calmed down, and then carefully operated the mantra and Zen exercises inside, only allowing the clouds outside the window to continue to the west, and thunder bursts.
Under the shock of thunder, the sky began to slosh and rain. On the banks of Lake Kawaguchi in the Edo River, surrounded by the battlefield, the samurai in three-scale printed samurai costumes sat quietly under the rain, watching the opposite side.的浅台.
Beside the low shrine platform, there are waiters in black hats and black clothes playing flutes and drums, and there are witches in hakama and white clothes dancing with net branches. I dare not stop.
Su Er, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and the thunder was shocked so that the waiting warriors were a little pale, but immediately, they were stunned, because the maiden who prayed for the gods on the stage was dragged into the sky by a force at this moment. The musicians stopped playing the drums and were at a loss.
The full-featured maiden waved her hands and feet in the sky as if struggling, then stopped, slowly fell, and stopped in front of the samurai, her face expressionless, her eyes turned into scarlet vertical pupils, and she scanned the crowd with indifferent eyes. Samurai, speak in a male voice:
"Let's talk! What do you want to do with this god?"
"The god of water at the mouth of the river, I hope to calm your anger and make our territory smooth." Many samurai looked at each other, but then knew that this was the god of worship and prayer had descended into the shrine maiden, so they all knelt down and made a request.
"The weather is going well, oh, this is indeed my duty!" The'Miko''s vertical pupils were startled for a moment, and then a weird smile appeared.
"There is something about Lake Kawaguchi. I have heard that it is all the rudeness of the local land. It clearly persuaded the villagers to sacrifice and worship, but when it was their turn, the farmer’s son was used as his own child instead. You drowned that. The village has been punished, I hope you can put away your anger and protect us." The samurai leader raised his head.
"I will, but..." The god attached to the maiden twitched his mouth.
"I will understand that there is a child every year, and I am willing to serve it." The samurai leader nodded quickly.
"No, it's one child per month, twelve children per year, plus a woman. If I can't satisfy me, I will drown the country. As for the woman right now, I will accept it first, haha..."' Yinxie's smile appeared on Miko's face, but this smile was quickly suppressed and changed to panic.
"No..." The witch hung in front of the crowd, already predicting her fate, and she uttered a scream and struggled, but she had no power to resist, she was dragged into the lake like a piece of rag and wind, leaving only a sharp tip. Called echo, so shocked that everyone on the spot was disgraced.
The rain stopped in the sky, but the clouds did not dissipate. The sorrows on the lake were miserable, as if the screams of the maiden were still coming. The samurai next to him with soaked clothes looked at the leader in panic and shouted, "Master Ueda."
"Quickly, I must report this news to Edo Castle." Samurai Ueda's expression was also panicked. Every year, there are twelve children and one woman. The conditions are not too bad. Just use filthy and non-human to satisfy it, but this The god has a bad temper and threatens to flood the Musashi country. If he is satisfied, his appetite will only grow.
"Go tell Master Shizhao, the god's request, go quickly." Ueda was still standing by the lake, not daring to say anything disrespectful, only urging his hands to rush away quickly, and the followers on the side heard the words and dismissed them in the rain. Everyone at the scene.
The rain became more and more pouring, but after a while, a few fast horses rushed out of the village and town, and rushed towards Edo Castle.
(End of this chapter)