"There is no need to stop the arrival of the Twelve Shikigami. For the next thing, the Official History Compilation Committee will fully assist all parties in finding the intersection of hell."
"When encountering related monsters, monsters, or even humans, it is better to kill them by mistake than to let them go!"
In troubled times, heavy codes are used. Husband Yu is not a leisurely and indecisive person.
Since the opponent has wanted to bring chaos to Kyoto, he will naturally not let his opponent do what he does.
To curb the other party's actions to the maximum extent and reduce one's own losses, as long as it is within the acceptable range, then the chaos in the extraordinary world is not unacceptable.
After receiving such a large authority, the envoys sent by the Official History Compilation Committee were not overjoyed, but looked embarrassed, because the greater the authority, the more difficult the troubles they would encounter would be to deal with.
He raised his head and glanced at Husband Yu, but he didn't notice any mood swings on the other side. Knowing that he couldn't refuse this matter, the messenger had no choice but to stand up and retreat after saluting.
Now that this matter has been set, the next situation is no longer something he can handle.
'It's better to leave the headache to the people above...'
After making up his mind, he rushed directly into the helicopter, which was more convenient to travel during this time period.
While recording the royal husband's arrangements in the department's information database, he headed towards the core area of the Kyoto Imperial History Compilation Committee!
...
"snort..."
An existence that looked old but was actually hundreds of times more energetic than a young man held a Zen staff used by monks in his hand and looked somewhere in the sky.
After so many years of wandering around the world, he is so terrifying that even the strongest gods in Gao Tianyuan dare not provoke him.
He was living in the human world, and unknowingly, he had achieved immortality, and was the ancestor of Yin and Yang who remained immortal despite the extraordinary dusk.
Ashiya Michimitsu!
"How many years have passed and you are still playing tricks on children!"
"Qingming, you are too casual!"
It is known as the Great Onmyoji who can compete with Abe Seimei, and is even regarded as Seimei's only opponent.
Of course it's not as simple as it seems in the story.
In fact, even Abe Seimei mostly admires the Harima-ryu Dai Onmyoji who is both an enemy and a friend.
And the Yin Yang Dao sect he passed down has even produced outstanding talents like Ming Shen Long Yi. Looking at the history of Yin Yang Dao, he is one of the few dazzling stars.
A glimpse of the leopard, just because there are such outstanding people in the things that have been handed down, we can know that Ashiya Michichi's own level is high.
It is perfectly normal to regard Abe Seimei's powerful twelve shikigami as a child's trick.
What's more, after reaching the realm of the ancestor of Yin and Yang Dao, you realize that the world is vast. It can be said that to this extent, the direction of your strength is almost endless, and there is no possibility to fill the limit.
Using methods like Shikigami in a duel between beings like them is almost a waste of time.
As for what Abe Seimei is worried about now, Ashiya Michitoshi is not worried at all.
Not only because he acted both righteously and evilly, but he did not care about the so-called heavy casualties, or even the fact that a certain place fell and turned into a ghost.
It's even more because he has been in this world for so long and has a deep understanding of the strength hidden under Dongying's iceberg.
Such a small thing cannot shake Dongying's foundation.
However, Abe Seimei suddenly played such a house-like game with that Nue, which actually made Ashiya Michimi a little puzzled.
'Or...'
'That guy Abe Seimei, did he see something extraordinary again? '
After taking a look at the changing clouds on the horizon, the Zen staff held by Ashiya Michitoshi rang loudly. He finally changed direction. After many years of wandering around Dongying's three most critical economic circles.
For the first time, I took the initiative to walk towards Kyoto Royal Palace!
...
On the seventh day after the final battle of the Quan Yuan Jue Kou Knockout, it can be said that most people are still immersed in that ultimate martial arts showdown and have not yet recovered.
In the culinary world, the upcoming Master Chef Competition, which is no less than that decisive battle, has also reached the time point that is about to be held.
The young people who came to the city from the countryside also took root in an inconspicuous store on the Lower Commercial Street.
In his eyes, even if the people of Kyoto looked glamorous, they were just countless diners waiting to be fed.
They are no different from those uncles and aunts in the countryside.
The reason why the shopping street was able to accept his existence so easily was because of a letter of introduction that made the late-night restaurant owner, Shinji Kobayashi, who had a good status and was generally silent, speak up.
It is also because of this relationship.
Only then did this young man named Shimura Jiro stay in this commercial street, which is at the core of the Kyoto cuisine world.
And his eclectic and friendly local cuisine quickly became popular among the public.
Even Zhao Fuyu, who had been in seclusion, heard that such a young man appeared in Xia Commercial Street and opened a local cuisine shop.
However, Zhao Fuyu, who was still busy preparing for the imperial chef competition at this time, did not pay much attention to this person.
Until one day, he noticed something not simple. It was a basic training method that only came from Zhongzhou, and it also appeared from Jiro Shimura.
At this time, Zhao Fuyu realized that this person's appearance was also for the imperial chef competition.
And from the very familiar appearance, which was almost an enlarged version of the person, Zhao Fuyu already knew his origin.
'Yes, since the legendary kitchen utensils will be placed in Dongying, how could that person's bloodline leave here...'
He almost forgot a key thing, but now that he finally came to his senses, the fighting spirit in Zhao Fuyu's eyes was even higher. After all, in this way, he would have to face more than just Seiichiro and his son.
'However, this kind of duel is more interesting! '
After calming down the heat in his eyes, Zhao Fuyu ignored the guy not far away who was also doing warm-up exercises.
Three days after he continued to wait in seclusion, a very obscure aura spread throughout the entire suburb of Kyoto.
There is no big barrier that can touch Kyoto Royal, as if he is standing just in the gap between the nodes.
On a mountain peak that was not at all graceful, a portal that looked like a torii but was enlarged at least ten times stood in the clouds and mist.
It is difficult to see the end of the steps within the portal, and they continue to lead to unknown places.
It also seems to represent another world inside.
And the moment the portal landed on the mountain peak, many people in the culinary world who had been waiting in Kyoto for a long time also noticed this!
"Set off!"
With an order, many people who had been preparing directly boarded the vehicles and headed towards the outskirts of Kyoto...
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
