Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

Many years later in this world, there is a legend that there is a country that is rich and peaceful, and the king is old and frail. When he is about to die, he prays to the gods for eternal life at the cost of his own country, and the gods respond to his request. , from the moon to the world, a doll was made with the light of the moon as the raw material to replace the king and died. However, after the king gained a long life, he was unwilling to let go of the rights in his hands, and he was unwilling to hand over his country to the world. God, God sighs because of human greed.

"In this case." The messenger of the gods said, "then please allow us to occupy a place where there is no one and settle down."

The king was afraid of the power of the gods, and he didn't want the gods to fall to the world, so he wrote his name on all the land in the capital, because the gods would not occupy the land of the owner, he only left out one thing - the capital has There are four city gates in the southeast, northwest, and the north gate is mostly used by ninjas. In this era when ninjas are almost demonized, people not only rely on the false peace constructed by the power of ninjas, but also despise the existence of ninjas. Willing to go in and out of the same city gate as time goes by, unless life forces them to have nowhere to live, very few people are willing to live near the north city gate. It has become the most desolate gate of evil spirits that even the king has abandoned.

Of course, there are elements of legends and stories that have been added and beautified over time, but near the north gate where Zong Jue and others set foot, it is indeed a land that is so miserable that there are only barren grass, withered poplars and yellow soil all over the road, as if something has opened up invisible. The enchantment enveloped here, death hunted life unscrupulously, the stench of decay flowed under the eaves of every street corner, and the skinny poor lay down casually waiting for death to come, and the faces of those who had not yet died There is also a strong death appearance, no different from those corpses lying on the roadside in the corner.

The corpses of the poor are not collected, and then attract mosquitoes, give birth to maggots, and spread all kinds of germs together with the rancid smell. An unbreakable vicious circle has formed. Although it is said that there are few residents here and the distance from the real settlements is far away, if things go on like this, one day it will definitely cause an extremely serious plague. I just don’t know at that time. Will it be buckled on the head of the ninja?

It's like the nobles did not hesitate to throw the scapegoat of the war on the ninja, and severely pulled down the favorability of the civilians below who could not read a single word towards the ninja.

Maybe a long time ago, some old people who were already deaf, blind and staggering would still remember that in that ancient era, when the concept of a country was not very clear, ninjas with chakras were once equal to ordinary people. Live without any problems. At the festival, ninjas will release fireballs like fireworks, and there will also be water-attributed ninjas to help attract living water to irrigate fields far away from water sources.

But that's a very old story.

Now there are only constant wars and bloodshed. The nobles who have occupied high positions for generations can't see the poor people who are about to starve to death by the north city gate, and the poor people by the north city gate are starving to death in a second, and they can still use that kind of contempt He looked at the ninjas rushing in and out of the city gate with his eyes, and the arrogance and prejudice turned into distorted miniatures here, ferocious like giant beasts and demons, constantly harvesting fresh lives.

The moon ship of the gods landed in front of the gate of this evil spirit, and the spiritual power condensed into a thin mist and drifted around the city gate. Under the moonlight, it was originally colorless like a crystal, but it was plated because of the color cast of the light. In the appearance of colorful colors, a faint thin layer seems to be sprinkled with diamonds, floating quietly to every corner of the street, dispelling all filth.

As a result, the bones seemed to have rotted in the mud for thousands of years in an instant. When the wind blew, they turned into a handful of gray powder, and a faint golden light rose to the sky with the wind, leaving behind a string of crisp sounds like silver bells.

No, there is indeed the sound of a silver bell. To be precise, it is a Kagura bell. The three-five-seven bells from top to bottom make ethereal sounds as the person who holds the bell swings, and the long five-color belt falling on the handle flutters. With a graceful and elegant trajectory, maintaining a proper distance from the wide sleeves, raising the hands, the sleeves are raised high, and the five-color ribbons are also flying, as if to send the bell to a distant and untouchable distance.

Someone danced the ancient Kagura dance in front of the moon ship of the gods. They were not wearing the traditional red and white maiden costume, but a deep indigo robe with light golden crescent patterns on the corners. The wide robe is not obvious The hair is not tied up in strict accordance with the existing regulations, and the hair accessories are worn. The black hair is only short and grows to the neck. The tall figure can be seen as a man at a glance, and the end of the eyes is carefully painted with vermilion paint. The pattern on the upper part, the slightly raised corners of the eyes are embellished with bright colors, in stark contrast with the cold pale to almost illusory complexion, softening the aggressiveness brought by the sharp facial features, so that people can only notice the thick and colorful tails of his eyes color.

The bells jingled, and the footsteps moved accordingly. With every step, the moonlight turned into mist and rose up. It seemed that all the moonlight in the world turned into a beam and fell on him. All the facial features on his face have been blurred, leaving only the red at the end of his eyes, and a large area of ​​white light is covered under his feet. Without any musical accompaniment, it seems that there is a drum beating in the dark, and every step of his step is accurately on the beat of the drum. On the road, with the steps, the spiritual energy stirred up waves and ups and downs.

It was like a sea rippling, spiritual power surged and covered the ground, lying on the ground like a dead person being submerged by the waves, the long-lost vitality poured into the body, and some kind of indescribable happiness flowed out from the deepest part of my heart, no matter how painful it was There are always some unforgettable beautiful memories in my life. Those tiny, shining points in the long-buried memories are searched out from the deepest part of the memory by spiritual power, flowing warmly, dispelling all the thoughts about the past. The despair and darkness of death.

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world. No one knows when a huge wave beats people into a mess, and what can support them to continue walking is just the one or two joys.

Grasses and trees grow wantonly under the ocean of spiritual power. The tender grass buds on the ground and the vines on the trees turn into shade in an instant, and even the vines climbed all over the wall in an instant, embellishing the dilapidated wall with a bit of vitality.

The ringing of bells and dancing lasted all night, the people under the boat danced all night, and the people on board watched all night.

"I can't tell it's the God of Huangquan at all." Xiaohuwan sighed, and a ray of moonlight flashed between his fingers.

"Master Yueduming seems to like the main hall very much." Sanri Yue Zongjin said with a smile. If he wanted to act in the name of the moon god, Zong Jue went to report to Yuedushen. Zong Jue showed an astonishing tolerance and generosity. Not only did he not embarrass him in the slightest, he also generously gave him a glimmer of the glory of the moon god. Now that glimmer of glory is attached to Sanri Yue Zongjin's hair ornament, allowing him to mobilize the moon The glow shone on Zong Jue.

It's just that the moon in this world is not quite the same as that in other worlds. It is really strange that it resists his orders as if it has its own consciousness.

"Did Jinjian go to play with that ninja again?" Xiaohumaru asked, leaning on the side of the boat and lowering his head to admire the rare costume of the god judge. Zong Jue raised his head slightly when he turned around, looking straight at Xiaohu Fox Ball.

His eyes are painted with rich makeup, and the ends of his eyes are deliberately emphasized and provoked. There is no frivolous and charming meaning that foxes are used to. The outline will always show a solemn and dignified, unapproachable aloofness.

But when he saw Xiaohuwan, Zong Jue still twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a shallow smile.

His lips were light in color, and he didn't use lip balm to make them darker. When he smiled, the curvature of the corners of his lips was not obvious, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be shattered in an instant, revealing a soft and warm color.

Xiaohumaru was slightly stunned, and Sankai Yuezong called him several times before he came back to his senses, yes, he agreed a few words, but Sankai Yuezong knew that he must be in a state of mind just by looking at his expression, shook his head and sighed: "I Let's go back first, it's not good for the old man to rest too late."

My brother's mud feet are so deep in his stupid appearance that he looks like a young man in love, how can he maintain the dignity of the three big brothers after seeing too much.

——Three-day Yue Zongjin who was thinking this way completely forgot that when he saw Da Jinjian for the first time, he was also stunned for a few seconds before his brain returned to normal operation, like a machine, "ha, ha, ha" paused After laughing twice, I was barely able to start a normal communication.

If the scene at that time was recorded, it would probably be an excellent weapon enough to make all Sanriyue Zongjin, including Gao Tianyuan's Ben Ling, doubt his avatar.

Speaking of which, I suddenly regret not recording it at that time.

Mikazuki Zongjin looked at the bright glass in the corridor and tried to play with the sluggish expression at that time again, and Yaken Fujishiro who was passing by was concerned about whether his eyes were uncomfortable and whether he needed to be checked by a spiritual examiner.

"It's okay, it's okay." Sanri Yuezong laughed a few times, quickly put that stupid idea behind him, and happily went back to his room to rest with his hands in his sleeves.

Yaken Toshiro looked at Mikazuki Munechi's back, and the precocious little dagger began to seriously worry about whether this partner who was about to join...

Ok……

It should be that he didn't hit his head during the seance.

He thought rather uncertainly.

People slowly gathered around Zong Jue. Poor people in ragged clothes knelt at his feet, looking at him with pious and burning eyes. They unconsciously chanted various prayer words and knelt down on the ground Praying to him in the simplest way, the power of faith scattered from their bodies, as if attracted by some invisible force, and went straight to the sky and the moon.

Zong Jue's movements paused, his wrist flipped the kagura bell and trembled, and he forcibly pulled back the floating faith.

It seems that Otsutsuki Kaguya Hime on the moon has not been sleeping obediently in the moon waiting to be awakened like Huo Tuanfan said.

The author has something to say:

[Yakuken Fujishiro's battle diary: Sankayueden... go back and buy more walnuts. 】

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Zong Jue’s Kagura dance I’ve wanted to write for a long time hahaha, there’s nothing wrong with dancing to please the gods 233333 [Zong Jue silently raised a 40-meter sword]

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