Chapter 611: Another Battle Between the Shinto Chief Priest and Zhang Zhiwei

"When did my life begin to change qualitatively? How come I didn't notice it even though I reflect on myself every day?"

Zhang Zhiwei said to himself: "Or... I can't say I didn't notice it. I should have discovered it at the moment of qualitative change."

"The usual accumulation is the support, and the attack of the god of death is the trigger. It will detonate the previous accumulation, and it will all come naturally."

The qualitative change in life is definitely a pleasant surprise for Zhang Zhiwei.

If it is just a simple improvement in means, Zhang Zhiwei would not care too much.

He has many techniques of protecting the way, and according to the foundation brought by the powerful life, it seems that each one is very proficient, reaching the realm of perfection, and unmatched.

But in fact, only he knows that these methods are very mottled and messy. If only one or two are launched, it's okay. Once several techniques are used at the same time, the meridians in the body need various coordinated controls, which will make his reaction much slower than usual.

Many people call this kind of control a skill, and are proud of it and pursue it all their lives, but this is not what Zhang Zhiwei pursues.

Vulgar people are often intimidated by these powerful skills.

But in front of an evenly matched opponent, if the opponent is calm and observes carefully, he can find the flaws.

Only the strength of life is flawless. It has no checks and balances with the Qi training system, the alchemy system, or even any power system of any extraordinary person. It is only the pure sublimation of life.

Using power to suppress people, using Tao to suppress people, this kind of power is incomprehensible to those who pursue the art.

Even if you reach the end of the art, you can't fully appreciate the beauty of it, and this is what he pursues.

Insighting into the changes in his body, Zhang Zhiwei completely relaxed himself and lay in the bathtub waiting to absorb the medicine inside.

Tokyo City, Soul Calling Society.

Now that the shogun has fallen and the emperor is in power, militarism has reached its peak under his strong promotion.

In order to encourage the people to be loyal to themselves, they brainwashed the people, saying that as long as they died for the emperor, they would be enshrined in the shrine, respected as gods, and enjoy incense.

Therefore, there are now tens of thousands of shrines all over Japan, and it is no exaggeration to say that there are too many to count.

The largest of them is the Soul Summoning Society.

And just tonight, the Soul Summoning Society, which has always been calm and solemn, suddenly shook violently, and the densely packed tablets fell down.

The clergy in the shrine thought it was caused by an earthquake at first, so they went to support the tablets, but as soon as they touched them, the tablets broke into pieces and shattered to the ground.

Soon, they also found that it was not the surroundings that were shaking, but only the shrine. Not only that, the bodies of many statues enshrined in the shrine were cracked, and blood and tears flowed from their eyes...

All kinds of terrifying ominous signs made them terrified, and they immediately asked the war spirits enshrined in the shrine to understand the specific situation, but they never thought that the summoning method that had always worked in the past did not get any response this time, which made them at a loss.

The Soul-Calling Society was a shrine that had just been established not long ago. It did not enshrine gods, but some soldiers who died in battle. Therefore, most of the clergy in it were from the military, and they were not very professional and had no idea what to do.

Moreover, the chief priest of the Soul-Calling Society, Shigeo Onijima, was not in the shrine. After thinking about it, they reported the situation here to the emperor, and the emperor invited the chief priest of Ise Jingu to come and solve the problem.

Ise Jingu is the ancestral temple of Shintoism and has the highest status. The status of the chief priest of Ise Jingu is only below that of the emperor. If ordinary people invite him, he can ignore it, but if the emperor invites him, he has to come.

I saw a black light surging in the sky, and a group of ghosts carrying a big black sedan chair descended from the sky. The chief priest wearing a black-patterned feathered raiment lifted the curtain and walked out.

The priests of the Soul-Calling Society stood in two rows and came to pay their respects.

When the chief priest came, the movement of the Soul Summoning Society had stopped. He stood under the torii gate of the shrine and looked up.

In the naked eye, the torii gate was intact and the shrine was solemn and majestic.

In the eyes of the law, the torii gate was broken in the middle, half standing and half lying horizontally. The shrine inside was burning with raging fire. The solemn and majestic buildings were slowly collapsing. From time to time, black qi hovered in the sky, making ghosts howling.

At this moment, the chief priest suddenly felt that the whole Soul Summoning Society was filled with great sorrow. The souls who died on the battlefield were wailing miserably and with overwhelming resentment.

They were all soldiers who were loyal to the emperor. After death, their souls were summoned to the shrine. They thought they could enjoy incense and rest here forever, but they were ordered to go out to fight and die.

Even angered powerful enemies, causing them to cross the border and break into their resting place, overthrow their tablets, tear apart their souls, and destroy their shrines...

A large number of fighting spirits were torn to pieces, their bodies and souls were destroyed, but their unwilling resentment remained.

These resentments turned into resentment and entangled some surviving fighting spirits, making them crazy and constantly colliding in the shrine, but they could not rush out.

The Soul Summoning Society is not only their resting place, but also their bondage place. These fighting spirits are trapped in the shrine like earthbound spirits. They can only go out when they are ordered to go out.

The chief priest watched all this quietly. After a moment, he waved his hand, and the black qi surged around him. A team of warriors wearing black domaru armor appeared, with black and white talisman paper on the surface of the armor.

These warriors are the guardian guards of the Ise Shrine, and have been worshipped for a thousand years. In terms of strength, they are definitely not comparable to those fighting spirits in the Soul Summoning Society who have only been worshipped for decades.

From the perspective of the outside world, the priests who summoned the spirit gods, Omiyaji just stood under the torii gate and did nothing.

But in fact, he had already brought his own Dharma-protecting soldiers and horses and wandered into the Dharma veins.

As soon as he entered, the resentful souls who had been invaded by resentment and completely lost their minds rushed towards them and surrounded them.

"The evil evil has invaded my body. There is no way to save it. Rest in peace!"

He waved his hand, and the guardian soldiers and horses behind him rushed forward, as unstoppable as a hurricane. The endless stream of evil ghosts, as fragile as paper, were torn into pieces in an instant.

After a few face-to-face encounters, the entire shrine fell silent as the last crazy resentful soul was blown to ashes.

The Omiyaji waved his hand again, and the black and white runes flickered, flying into the ruins of the shrine.

Under the influence of these runes, the collapsed shrine was restored as if it were upside down. In just a blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state, but the battle souls that were killed by the bombardment could never come back.

After the shrine was repaired, several powerful heroic spirits came out one after another. They were the Three Knots of the Warring States Period and the Sixteen Tokugawa Divine Generals who had been defeated by Zhang Zhiwei before.

These heroic spirits have been enshrined in multiple temples for hundreds of years. They can be destroyed, but it is difficult to eliminate them. Unless they cut down the mountains and destroy the temples, so that they have no foundation, they will become an endless patchwork with only one way to die.

However, being blown up by a true spirit is not without any sequelae.

At this moment, Honda Tadakatsu, who had been crushed to ashes by Zhang Zhiwei's Tianpeng Zhenjun, was carrying a six-meter gun that was extremely inconsistent with his short stature, and looked at Omiyaji with a dull and numb expression.

He couldn't remember his name clearly, and murmured to himself: "My name is... I can't remember clearly, it seems... it's Zhang Fei, yes, Zhang Fei, they all call him I am Zhang Fei from Japan...my name is Zhang Fei, I am Zhang Fei!”

This is a manifestation of the damage to the true spirit. To recover, it can only rely on the power of faith of believers, and the heroic spirit that absorbs a large amount of power of faith will gradually become what the believers believe in.

But in this era, it is too far away from the Warring States period, and there are not many followers of Honda Tadakatsu. The reason why he is still well-known and talked about is not the Sixteen Tokugawa Divine Generals, but the Japanese Zhang Fly this nickname.

Since "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was introduced to Japan more than a hundred years ago, it immediately set off a Three Kingdoms craze. From the nobles to the ordinary people, they all know the characters in it by heart, and their understanding is even higher than in China.

Honda Tadakatsu is now worshiped more as Japanese Zhang Feilai. Over time, the beliefs of believers have affected him. Especially after the true spirit was damaged this time, the impact was more serious, making him almost forget himself and put himself aside. Think of it as fierce Zhang Fei.

Honda Tadakatsu has the most faith among the sixteen divine generals. Even so, the other divine generals are not to mention. They are dull and numb and cannot ask any questions at all.

However, not all divine generals are like this. Although Oda Nobunaga, known as the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, is in a somewhat sluggish state, his true spirit is still stable and he told Omiyaji what happened before.

Oda Nobunaga was a lawless man during his lifetime, and it stands to reason that he will be the same after his death, but he is facing the Grand Priest of Ise Shrine, the person who is best at exorcising gods and ghosts in Japan, which is equivalent to Shintoism. As a heavenly master, he didn't dare to disobey the other party's order, and he couldn't even think of disobeying it.

After listening to Oda Nobunaga's words, the Omiyaji said to himself: "A monster with the head of a beast, wearing a strong sword, with four heads and eight arms rushed into the Dharma Vein. It's unstoppable, and all the heroic spirits of the shrines are not the enemy of Yihe. It sounds like a guardian god who doesn't know his origins."

The Omiyaji looked hard. Although the Soul-Calling Club was not worth mentioning to him, it was built under the order of the Emperor. It was related to the promotion of the samurai spirit. Now it was trampled on like this. How could he swallow this sigh of relief?

As the leader of the Shinto, he spent his whole life exorcising gods and ghosts, but someone was trying to do everything in front of him. He simply didn't take him seriously. He immediately wanted to fight with the opponent, and even penetrate the opponent's lineage to take revenge.

Not long after the battle here ended, the energy energy left behind by the opponent's plunder was about to dissipate. He let go of his mental power, caught the weak energy breath, and was about to cast a spell.

He was quite confident in his ability, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when the little heavenly master was caught off guard and was chopped off when he was doing divination last time.

At that time, he used a few insignificant sacrifices to the gods, so he did not suffer too serious backlash. However, he learned a lesson, and this time he decided to be more cautious.

He looked at the Sixteen Divine Generals, who had a somewhat dull and numb face before death, and narrowed his eyes.

"How do these remnants of the Warring States Period deserve to be worshiped all the time? They should be used as fuel for the new era."

He took a few steps forward, reciting incantations and kneading spells with his hands. Although the Sixteen Divine Generals were greatly reduced in spirituality, they still had the instinctive ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He immediately wanted to run away, but was entangled by a black energy. , unable to move.

Omiyaji blocked the Sixteen Divine Generals in front of him and began to continue casting spells. The pupils of his eyes quickly dilated and turned dark, occupying the entire eye socket. The dark eyes were like deep pools, constantly ripples.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.

On the other side, Zhang Zhiwei was taking a bath when he suddenly felt an inexplicable spying on him, as if someone was looking at him with malice.

"Um?!"

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly opened his eyes. This spying came from the inner scene, and it was inexplicably familiar. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that he had been spied on in Changbai Mountain last time, but he used a sword to cut off the cause and effect. This time it happened again?

But soon, he noticed something strange. This time the spying was not entirely aimed at him. To be precise, it was aimed at Tianpeng Zhenjun who was three feet above his head.

He used Tianpeng Zhenjun to plunder the magic line of the Japanese pirates' soul-calling society, and someone came to him. Needless to say, the other party's identity.

Zhang Zhiwei looked up, with golden flames boiling in his eyes, and he saw the cause and effect line spreading from the inner scene.

He could cut it off with a sword like last time.

But suddenly, he had a better idea. Since the other party was coming for his guardian god, let the other party and his guardian god have a good fight.

You know, his bodyguard god general was the manifestation of the true spirit of Tianpeng Zhenjun in the legal position assessment, blessing him. In short, he is protected by Tianpeng Zhenjun.

Last time, there was no god general behind him, and the other party spied on him, so he could only kill him with a sword. This time, there is a big boss behind him. If you want to make trouble, go to the big boss.

With this thought, Zhang Zhiwei did not resist. He summoned Tianpeng Zhenjun out of the hall space and blocked him in front of him. At the same time, he gathered all the Qi and guided all the causal lines of the other party to Tianpeng Zhenjun.

All this came naturally, because his bodyguard god general was originally his heavenly soul.

Then, Zhang Zhiwei continued to take a bath.

In the spiritual summoning society, the chief priest had a little difficulty in finding it along the Qi, but suddenly it became clear. He secretly said Yosi, and his dark eyes rotated.

Immediately, he saw the god with a beast-head and a human body, four heads and eight arms, and a majestic look like a prison. The other party looked at him with eight eyes, and a sharp and explosive aura rushed towards him, shattering his dark eyes.

"Baga!"

He opened his eyes suddenly and was about to say something cruel, but suddenly the terrifying god stretched out his eight arms, and the four heads burst into flames and lightning, and the flames and thunder covered the sky.

In the Soul Summoning Society's Dharma Lineage, the movements of the chief priest suddenly froze, and the sixteen gods in front of him showed fear. Then, their bodies suddenly collapsed, turned into dust, and disappeared.

"Baga Yalu, this evil god is really violent, and the sixteen gods are too weak to use. We must ask the Eight Banners Martial God!"