Shikigami Cultivation Guide

The light and shadow of the bonfire flickered, reflecting on the face of the eight hundred nuns, she looked quiet, peaceful and beautiful.In the wooden hut, there was an empty silence in the whole room.The crackling sound of burning was the only sound that broke the silence, but it made the room even lonelier.

"In time and history, catastrophes will occur every long period of time, causing the death of the previous group, and the new group will gradually emerge and develop in the new environment to shape a new order." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said, Stretch out a hand and hold the slender wooden stick to make the sparks more vigorous, bringing a little warmth to this empty room.

"That's true. Thousands of years ago, it was said that the world was full of gods. They could walk in fire, breathe in water, call wind and rain, and spread their descendants. They are many times stronger than us who are called gods today. I was very puzzled, why did such a powerful race disappear in the end?" Yan Mo said.

"It's not all gone. Aren't the black souls locked in the soul mirror, Bi An, all gods?" the judge said, under the orange fire, his eyes seemed to be hiding stars, and he could barely glance at them. It's heart-pounding.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni smiled slightly, but that smile seemed to contain a sense of loneliness. "They are not the Protoss, but just a trace of the Protoss. It is like the thoughts and relics left by the dead to the world. They are just a ray of unwillingness and obsession left by the Protoss for their extinction."

The sparks ignited, Yan Mo and the judge were a little caught off guard, and the eight hundred bhikkhunis were used to it.Maybe she has spent thousands of nights like this, so she won't be surprised if anything happens.

"Is it just a wisp of relic, so powerful?" The judge asked in disbelief.

"Yes, just a wisp of relics is already so powerful. This is also the reason for the demise of the gods." Eight hundred bhikuni took back the wooden stick, put his hands above the warm flames, and continued, "The world will not allow excessive power The race has always lived in the world, and every once in a while, it needs to use its power to cleanse the world. In this way, everything can be balanced, and a new race is born. The same is true for the ghost clan. The ghosts are getting stronger and stronger. There was a catastrophe in the world, and they wanted to reshape the order. But after that, the ghosts continued to develop. The catastrophe, the powerful race was not weakened, but became stronger and stronger, and history and time entered a strange circle. Such things continued The catastrophe happened, and the ghosts died. Time went back, the ghosts continued to survive, and the catastrophe happened again. Time and history fell into a fault.”

Eight hundred bhikkhuni raised his head and looked into Yan Mo's eyes.Yan Mo's heart was shocked, that look in his eyes seemed to have gone through all the vicissitudes of the world, but there was a trace of girlish innocence buried deep in his heart.

So exciting.

"The only way to break the circle of reincarnation is to prove to the world that the ghost clan has the ability to adjust the balance of the world, so that too powerful forces will not continue to appear and develop continuously." Eight hundred bhikkhuni withdrew her gaze and looked forward wooden house walls.

"How can I prove it?" asked the judge.

"Kill the strongest existence among the ghost clan." Eight hundred bhikkhuni said firmly.

"The strongest... existence? You should have done the same in the past few thousand years, why didn't you succeed?" Yan Mo asked.

"This method does not guarantee that reincarnation will be broken, but the more important reason is that in the previous lives, I should have killed the other party's monster, but I couldn't do it. There seems to be a relationship between them that shouldn't have arisen." Eight Baibi Kuni said, her smile was a little vague, making it difficult to see through her inner thoughts.

"You mean..." the judge said.

"The strongest existence among ghosts, Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, only when they fight, Shuten kills Ibaraki in the strongest state, can the reincarnation have a chance to break."

There was a long silence in the room, neither Yan Mo nor the judge could speak.

They couldn't imagine, in the last reincarnation, in the last reincarnation, how Jiu Tun would attack his most loyal friend, or how he couldn't do so.Reincarnation is too cruel.It makes the closest ghosts kill each other to prove that the whole world has the ability to balance.

But in the end, even if it is really done, will the world be able to return to normal, and will the catastrophe not happen again?

Everything is like a deep mystery, which cannot be seen clearly, but the hope that is vaguely revealed in it can be felt.

"Have you ever wondered why Ibaraki Doji is so eager to stand with Shuten Doji, and has been chasing him for a whole hundred years without stopping." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni broke the silence.

"Perhaps as you said, there is a special relationship between them." Yan Mo said, the fire light shone in her eyes, but only heaviness and sadness were seen.

"No, Ibaraki-douji felt his mission and mission deep in his heart, and Shuten-douji did the same. Although they lost their memories, history and time gave us and the world this opportunity. Will The task of breaking the cycle of reincarnation was entrusted to them. For three thousand years, they fought like this, even though they didn't know it, but the mission buried in their instincts urged them to move forward." Eight hundred bhikkhuni said, taking a deep breath The tone is full of jumping flames and dark brown wood grain.

"What can we do?" Yan Mo asked.

"In the last millennium, Jiu Tun attacked Ibaraki, but was defeated because he didn't have a powerful weapon. In this life, I obtained from Yasha the weapon that existed before the beginning of reincarnation, Zhen. Like the last millennium, I obtained the soul demon The mirror, in which Yazi’s black soul has been completely suppressed by Seimei and Hei Qingming’s wear and tear. Using it, Ibaraki at his strongest state can be seen. Both of these things are on me at this time, Your Highness, Judge, The 100-year ghost king election is about to begin. I hope that the underworld can take these two treasures as the spoils of becoming the ghost king. Shuten Doji must get them. He must personally use the soul mirror to see Ibaraki in his strongest state. Kill him again. All of us can be saved."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni said that Yan Mo felt for the first time that this woman's heart was stronger and more terrifying than any ghost in the world.

One month later, the general election for the ghost king will officially begin. All the evil ghosts and strong demons in the world can come to participate, and finally the ghost factions in each region will elect representatives.Among the final representatives, there will be a decisive battle to choose the final ghost king.The underworld, represented by Yan Mo, made it clear that they would renounce participation in the general election, and in order to express their support for the general election, they used the treasure of the underworld, the soul mirror, and the treasure of the demon world, the world's number one magic weapon, as the ghost king's spoils.

As soon as the news came out, the demon and ghost worlds were greatly shaken.One is the treasure of the underworld, and the other is the treasure of the demon world. If you can get these two, the position of the ghost king will be extremely stable.

The sacrifice of the two treasures heralded the beginning of the general election.

One month later, the far east elected to represent the Lord of Arakawa, and Mount Oe was very special, producing two representatives, Ibaraki-douji and Shuten-douji, and Kuro Seimei's camp in Kuroya-san elected to represent Daitengu.The four camps began to compete.

The author has something to say:

Um. . .Take it easy. . .

The general election is coming soon, and people from all walks of life are going to appear on the stage...