The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

They walked into the house together with the warriors, the gate was closed heavily in the dark night, and in the darkness, the swallowtail butterflies sprinkled with gold on the hanging banners rustled like living things.

The family crest of the Taira family, officially known as "Raising Feather Butterfly", is based on the image of a butterfly with its wings folded towards the viewer from the side.There are patterns of flying feathers and butterflies everywhere, so it can be seen that the host who summoned them here is undoubtedly the Ping family.

Two maids are waiting by the double gate. The warriors are not qualified to go forward at this moment, and the next road will be led by the maids.The decorations on all sides got rid of dilapidated and dilapidated, and became magnificent.They walked through an open-air corridor, under the blue sky, they could only hear the tide surging under the corridor, and the corridor was surrounded by a sea of ​​smoky clouds.

Nuliang Liban couldn't help sighing.

"Yiyue, you must have seen a scene far better than this one, right?"

"You will see me later." Tsuchimikado Itsuki responded softly, the scene in front of him was not unique among his vast memories.As a genius onmyoji, he has seen dragons go out to sea, the cycle of yin and yang, the advent of gods, and many things beyond the imagination of the world... He will continue to "see" in the future.

At the end of the long corridor, there was another heavy door. Through this heavy door, they stood on a platform.The platform extends forward, separated from the main seat by the smoke and sea tide, the main seat is hung with a curtain, and the maid slowly raises the curtain.

"Are you the musician who played 'The Pu of the Wind and Rain Altar'?" Some old female voices asked, this should be a maid.

Nura Koban put Tsuchimikado Itsuki down, even though he was not wearing a formal safari suit, Tsuchimikado Itsuki still assumed a very beautiful and elegant sitting posture, with wings spread out on both sides of his body like wide sleeves.

"I played it."

"Who is next to you? How can you be rude in front of the Lord?" The head maid frowned slightly.

Tsuchimikado Itsuki responded in a gentle and elegant manner: "Your way of inviting musicians to come to your door is very rude. I am afraid that this trip will never return, so I invite someone to go with me."

He didn't move at all, just turned his eyes to look at the half-demon, which is an extremely dignified and dignified aristocratic style.

"Li Ban has always been unrestrained, and please invite all the nobles..."

"Don't be a villain."

"Bold!" The head waitress was startled and furious, "In front of the Lord..."

"Don't be rude." The woman in the monk's robe on the high seat spoke in a slow and melodious tone. Nuliang Liban listened and suddenly found that the tone was consistent with Yiyue's tone after arriving here.

"I never expected that Your Excellency, Music Master, was also from a family background." The woman in monk clothes nodded slightly, "I'm sorry."

Tsuchimikado Yiyue also nodded lightly, the movements of the two were not large, the etiquette was strict, and there was not even the sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

"The lord came here on a tour, and suddenly heard the music of the gods coming from the temple. It turned out to be the 'Wind and Rain Altar Pu'. I forgot for a moment, and recalled the past..." The woman in monk clothes said this, her wrinkled and harsh face appeared. From a faint smile.

"The samurai is rude, but the musician is a man with a big heart. Can you play a song for us regardless of the past?"

"Of course... Madam Danyi."

The woman in monk clothes... No, Mrs. Danyi's expression became more and more relaxed, and she nodded to Tuyumen Yiyue again, waiting for the music.

The dragon flute played the sea breeze, and the Shanghai battle at the altar was in full swing.Hira lost his helmsman and fell into a passive position. He let out a roar of Pingjiaojing, tore through Genji's line of defense, and killed the opponent's main general, Minamoto Yoshitsune!

The audience of Taira gave a slight admiration, and a man dressed as a general on the high seat showed a nostalgic smile.

"It's really ghostly music..."

"There are musicians of this level in the world..."

Different from the bad treatment Yoshiichi received, the musician was of noble status and complete etiquette, and the ghosts of the Ping family naturally gave him great respect.When the music played to Mrs. Tanyi throwing the Emperor into the sea in her arms, Emperor Antoku uttered innocent and childish questions——

【Where will you take me? 】

[...to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss! 】

The sound of the flute circles to imitate the voice of a child, while the crimson sea tide is cruel and violent.Even Nu Liang Li Companion, who is an outsider, can't help but sigh when he listens carefully, and the ghosts of the Ping clan can't help but cry out, sobbing and sobbing together.

Accompanied by the sound of the flute, the ghost gradually loses its elegant and dignified appearance, or has a broken arrow, or has a gut pierced, or is drowned and swollen... All kinds of death symptoms show the cruelty of the war at that time.Nuliang Koipan broke free from the music, Tsuchimikado Itsuki was still playing the flute, his eyelashes got some moisture, the half-demon picked him up and prepared to run away.

The samurai on the high seat was the first to wail, drew out his long sword, and yelled loudly——

"Genji thief! Let him die!!!"

He drew his sword and slashed towards Nuliang Koban and Tsuchimikado Itsuki. As soon as Tsuchimikado Yizuki stopped playing, Nuliang Koban had already led him to the door.

Boss: ...running really fast.

"The strange stories that the monster told really didn't have any good things!" He was carried and ran, not tired at all, and still had the mind to talk, "If you don't agree to play at the beginning, I'm afraid the army of ghosts will overwhelm you; even if you agree to play, after the performance This will happen halfway through...Ping's resentment is too deep!"

The promenade has disappeared, and there are dilapidated warships of all sizes floating on the rough blood-red sea, and the flame-burned butterfly flags flutter hopelessly in the wind.The half-demon glanced back at the ghost warrior who was chasing after him, and suddenly smiled softly.

"Yoshitsune... what's going on?"

As the ghost approached, the half-demon jumped up and stepped on a warship, without stopping, he jumped onto another ship.

Eight ships jump!

The boss visually measured the distance to the shore, and complained in his heart.

What eight jumps... one hundred and eight jumps!

They're not here to play checkers!

Ping's ghost descended into the sea like a dumpling, and the half-demon ran... jumping in front of her, with traces of fear wrapped around her body, asking from time to time about the situation of the ghost behind Tsuchimikado Itsuki.

Boss: "...don't worry, they won't be able to catch up with you if you run so fast."

Running desperately, the two rushed out of the original gate, and the ghosts and houses behind gradually disappeared like smoke.In the mountains under the morning sun, there are thin dew hanging on the herbs, and a deer chews the grass leaves, looking at them in amazement.

Boss: ...

Nuliang Carp Companion: ...

It's been a night!

The two returned to the temple unscathed. After eating something, they told Oshima and Yin to ask the abbot during the day, then woke them up in the afternoon and fell asleep.Before falling asleep, Tsuchimikado Itsuki felt the half-demon rubbing against him and pillowing a corner of his wing.

"Will they come tonight?"

"Yes." Tsuchimikado Itsuki replied, "They are too obsessed and have no memory of madness. As long as we are still here, we will keep repeating everything from last night."

"So Yi Yue asked them to ask the abbot? Do you want to write scriptures all over your body like Fang Yi to avoid ghosts?"

Tsuchimikado Itsuki glanced at him.

"How dirty it is written on the body."

"……so?"

"I have white gauze in my bag, just put it on when I write it on my body."

"..."

The half-demon began to seriously think about the IQ of the characters in the original book, as if writing it on some kind of fabric could solve the problem...

"The samurai can't find me, so he'll be angry. Tonight, the Taira clan will be overwhelmed by an army." Tsuchimikado Itsuki closed his eyes, "I have an idea, it all depends on how long Koban can stop them. That technique is huge , the longer the preparation time left for me, the more..."

"What if the opponent is completely cut off?"

Tsuchiyamen Yiyue suddenly opened her eyes, facing the golden pupils of the upper half demon who opened and closed.The half-demon smiled slowly at him, and wrapped him in his arms including the man and the wings.

"I won't let them take your..."

"... Yiyue."

The abbot carefully wrote Buddhist scriptures on the white gauze, and led the unrelated monks to leave.When night fell, Tsuchimikado Itsuki put the gauze on his body, and in the eyes of the ghost, the whole person did not exist in the world.While waiting, the "Storm Temple's Pu" played and sung by the pipa kept echoing in his mind.

Fang Yi loses both ears, but still has compassion in his heart, and vows to save the resentful and unwilling Ping's ghost, and finally achieve the right result.Tsuchimikado Itsuki didn't have that much time, so he chose to stand behind him.

With his yin and yang skills and his natural closeness to Genji's sasa gentian pattern, it is enough to summon the heroic soul of Genji who fought here at the beginning, and reproduce the original battle of Tannoura.He generally knows what Ping's obsessions and knots are, and he intends to start with this to save ghosts.

The samurai came as promised, but he searched the whole room, but there was no musician. He couldn't help being furious, and immediately returned to report.In the middle of the night, there was the sound of raging sea tides in the mountains and forests. The tides filled the mountains, and Ping's warships swarmed in, heavily armed!

Tsuchimikado Itsuki took off the white gauze, and began to draw complicated magic circles in the temple, and the other three helped him with minor tasks.

Nagasaki Yuka drew the corner magic circle, and suddenly raised her head in doubt.

"Where did Ishihara and Ando go?"

At a time like this, walking out of the monastery is doomed to death. Although those two have a lot of criminal records, Nagasaki Yuka's original intention was not to kill them.

"There is no time." Oshima Kazuon kept his hands on, "As long as they stay in the monastery, they will be safe. If they run out by themselves, there is nothing we can do."

"Hahaha, I'm not a fool, how could I run out?" Hojo Zaoha laughed twice, and was slapped in the face the next second.

The sharp female voice cut through the night, it was Rei Ishihara!She woke up in the middle of the night and found that the army was overwhelming, and she was extremely panicked.Thinking of the law of immortality for musicians, she mustered up the courage to stand up.

"I am a musician! I am willing to play for you! Don't kill me!" she shouted, holding the bamboo flute found in the monastery in her hand.

Hojo Zaoya was dumbfounded, he didn't know that there were such deadly people in the world!

"Is she looking for death?!" Hojo Zaoye broke down, "She ran out!"

Oshima Harmony frowned deeply, but there was nothing they could do.

"Probably thinking that the musician will not die, and the ghost can't tell who is who, so let's take up this role first... It seems that I have decided that the monastery can't be defended, and I have to find another way out."

Rei Ishihara stood on the steps in front of the temple, Hideyuki Ando stood beside her, and the door was closed behind them.Looking at the warriors of the Ping clan coming with the tide, she raised the bamboo flute in her hand with hope——

"I'm……"

An arrow hit her chest!

Hideyuki Ando let out a scream, and frantically went back to beat on the gate, but this time was the key to the formation, after all, he had no way to turn back because of his cleverness.

On the wall of the temple courtyard, the half-demon stood up straight, the evening wind blew his black hair and sleeves, and the golden pupils reflected thousands of troops and hundreds of ships!

"After meeting Yiyue, there have been some interesting things."

He smiled and picked up a wine cup, the liquid in the cup was clear and transparent, glowing with the moonlight.

Suddenly, a blue and purple demon fire was ignited on the wine, and the demon fire burned around, and the colorful light and shadow danced endlessly in the eyes of the half demon.

"To the Heroic Soul of the Ping Clan—a most gracious welcome!"

"Mingjing Shishui-Sakura!"