Chapter 323 Dream Sword

"But isn't that swordsman that only exists in conceptual?"

Dongye Yu frowned, "At present, I just explore and learn from other genres to realize that there will be no swords, and the dream sword still has no clue."

The only cognition of my dream sword is its name, which is no different from creating a swordsmanship from scratch.

The problem is that creating a move of swordsmanship requires opportunities and talents, especially this kind of skillful swordsmanship. Many of the glorious sword sages in history may be able to understand a half -type.

For this kind of opportunity similar to Wu Dao, luck is really more important than talent and cannot be forced.

"The old man was suppressed by the evil ghost, but a dream yellow beam was slightly obtained. You should be able to deserve the name of the dream sword."

With Ma Zhongkang said, he said with emotion: "Before you can understand such swordsmanship, there is still the opportunity to pass on to future generations.

Dongye Yu was a little bit incomprehensible at the beginning. The tone of the teacher seemed to be sad and lost because his soul was about to dissipate. Instead, he had a kind of joy and relief.

Maybe this is how can you die in the Taoist Dao Xi?

"Teacher, what should I do?" Dongye Yu then asked.

With two seconds of chanting, Ma Zhongkang's conceptual swordsmanship, such as swordsmanship, is not so much closer to spells. It is the strongest trick of Tianlan Yidian Sword Artist. The learning difficulty is naturally the highest.

If you have sufficient time, you can discuss the long -term counting, from the concept and thought to actual exhibitions, and slowly teach.

It's just that the time is urgent at the moment. It can only be said in a short while and show it briefly. I can only hope that A Yu is not mortal and can understand his swordsmanship from a not long feeling.

"A Yu, you have a good understanding of Shenzhou. I wonder if I heard a sage named Zhuang Zhou and a allusions about him? It is related to dreams."

"Are you referring to Zhuang Zhou Mengdie's allusions?"

Dongye Yu thought about it, and then said.

"Ancient books recorded that Zhuang Zhoumeng was Hu Die, and Hu Die is also good, and he met with his own aspirations! I do n’t know Zhou also. Rushan, then it is also Zhou. There must be points.

"Remember to be so familiar, presumably the intention of A Yu also knows it?"

Teaching genius is very effort, and the talents who have taught and have strong knowledge are more labor -saving. There is a comfortable heart in Ma Zhongkang's heart, so you don't need to spend more tongues, you can understand him with more time.

This scripture who practiced Taoism should basically see it. After all, Zhuangzi is also one of the saints of Taoism.

Dongye Yu blurted out the standard answer: "This paragraph is that the context changes impermanence.

"The dream sword has the same magic of the same work, remember what you said, let go of the heart defense, I show you once and feel it."

It's not a normal, fighting, I have only heard of the absence of the gun. Dongye Yu was stunned: "But this ghost king"

"Don't worry, my old friends have a way to drag him for a while."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the waist of Qi Ping Ghost King, and the floods that laughed their actions suddenly raged.

Alas!

The turbulent water surface suddenly exploded, and the rich water mist shrouded a large space. There was something drilled out of the water. There was a sound of water flowing. Wrap around the ghost king.

Sneak!

The sound of corrosive metals came from the trembling of the two.

"For so many years, I still have only this trick. I have been tired of it. Is there no new trick?"

The ghost king does not seem to care about these corrosive giant snakes, and even crush the heads of a few giant snakes at hand. When the world is full of corrosion, the cage hand does not know when it falls, revealing a thick arm.

The skin is not as corrupted as the dead as the dead, but it is no different from ordinary people. It is even glowing with light gold, and the corrosive water has no effect on his hands.

He laughed and waved a giant Tai Dao composed of dirty and dead. The speed was extremely fast. The knife light was connected, as if a dark barrier wrapped it. Enter the water.

But these giant snakes seem to be endless. The last second was crushed, and more giant snakes drilled out of the water in the next second.

Coupled with Dongye Yu, I have been urging the Akinbao fan, and the firebirds composed of real fires are harassing around the surroundings, which really made the ghost king a little shot.

However, the ghost king was not in a hurry, thinking that these spells would definitely be not small, and when they exhausted their mana, they beheaded them.

"Are you ready?" There was a reminder of the teacher in his heart, and he said immediately: "The long time spent in the dream is only a real moment. The evil spirits are now unable to get rid of themselves, so don't worry."

"Please wait a little."

Dongye Yu thought for two seconds, and he was still worried that there was a sudden situation, so he took a deep breath and flew higher. Until Qi Pingyun, the head of the rolled black black clouds and the flashing thunder light.

Then sit forgotten the body and mind, separate the mind and body, and use no wanton sword to deal with the emergencies.

"I'm ready, teacher."

Dongye Yu said, let go of the heart to defense.

"Although the dream sword is the illusion of weaving, if the weakness of the opponent is not clear, the effect is greatly reduced, and the strong can easily know." Remember. "

As soon as Shifan finished speaking, the world that had just been a doomsday scene seemed to be shattered like a mirror lake disturbed by ripples. When it became calm and clear again, it had become another scene.

It was at the gate of Inari Shrine. The New Year's Day was probably in autumn, with clear skies and gentle breezes.

There were many tourists coming and going, but they were all wearing kimonos with ancient charm. The Komainu outside the Torii gate was exactly the same as in my memory.

But the highway disappeared, replaced by a mountain road. Turning around, there was no city. There were only some villages and settlements at the foot of the mountain. There were merchants traveling on the official road, and there were also nobles sitting in sedan chairs. I could see a big city in the distance, but it was very different from what I remembered.

What was it in my memory?

Where was this?

Dong Yeyu felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important. The mountain path was narrow, and someone behind him urged: "Why are you hysterical?"

So he had to subconsciously follow the tourists into the Torii Gate and climb the shrine road full of red maples and golden sun silhouettes.

Dong Yeyu observed all the way up the shrine road and washed his hands at the hand-washing house. He felt more familiar in his heart, as if he had experienced it many times before.

There were many noble men and women in prominent clothes in the shrine, traveling together, followed by their servants, talking softly, as if they were afraid of disturbing the gods.

Dong Yeyu walked in ignorantly, like Jerry who had just entered the big city. When he passed by the worship hall, he felt that it was empty, as if there was nothing, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Finally, he stood at the gate of a courtyard with the words Zhilan Courtyard written on it and was dazed.

Creak~

The courtyard door suddenly opened, and a little witch in white clothes and red hakama pushed the door open carefully. She was not tall, only about 1.45 meters tall, and looked quite petite. Her skin was as white as the tender and crystal flesh of a peach. Her hair was very dense, slightly curly brown and red, and was simply combed together, tied with a red ribbon at the end.

She bumped into him head-on. Dong Yeyu was in a daze, so he didn't dodge, and the two of them bumped into each other.

"Ah!" The witch jumped away like a frightened cat, and saw a tall man standing at the door of her house, and apologized quickly.

Dong Yeyu stared at her blankly, feeling very familiar and kind, but also confused. Her face was very beautiful and cute, and there was a unique temperament between her eyebrows, as if she didn't belong to the mortal world. She should be someone he knew, but he felt a little unclear.

Seeing that he ignored her, the little witch waved her hand in front of him: "Sir, what are you doing standing at my door? Is something bothering you?"

After asking several times without getting a response, the little witch saw that the man in front of her looked like an idiot. Her face gradually turned pale, and she ran home crying and yelled: "Grandpa, I hit someone stupid!"

Not long after, she pulled an elderly priest over. Dong Yeyu took a look and found that the priest was also quite familiar, but he also had that kind of ambiguous feeling.

I don't know what I said, nor do I know what the other party asked. I seemed to be confused for a while, and then I heard him say.

"Since Dong Ye has nowhere to go, why don't you stay in the Inari Shrine for a while? I won't let you eat and live for free. My family is not prosperous. My old wife and I are too old, and my granddaughter is young. We are really too busy. If you come to help, we can also take a break."

"What's your name?"

"Iori Tadamichi."

Iori Tadamichi? It seems that I have heard this name from somewhere.

Dong Yeyu thought to himself that he didn't know where to go now, so it was not bad to stay here for a while, so he said something like "sorry for bothering you".

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The little witch didn't seem dissatisfied with having one more person at home. She spoke in a soft voice, with a sense of alienation from the mortal world, and took Dong Yeyu to the room prepared for him.

"Dong Ye Nissan is from the outside world, can you tell me what's outside?" The little witch did it very properly.

"Outside"

Dong Yeyu pondered for two seconds, and countless pictures flashed in his mind. He began to tell the little witch about the bizarre things in his mind, which seemed like nonsense to people at this time.

However, the little witch was very curious, supporting her cheeks with both hands, and her dreamy eyes were sparkling.

After getting along for some years, Dong Yeyu just got familiar with the priest's family.

The outside world was in chaos. It was said that there were daimyo around Edo who were attacking each other, and even deserters and other stragglers wandered to the Inari Shrine.

"Hitano Nisan, there are bandits coming, hurry up!" The little shrine maiden hurried back to the courtyard.

The priest's exclamation came from the shrine. Hitano Yu didn't care why he could hear it so far. He angrily pulled out the priest's divine sword. This sword was very familiar and handy.

Hitano Yu tried the sword and rushed out of the courtyard. He forgot everything after being excited. When he came to his senses, his hands and body were covered with blood. Behind him were wandering samurai who were broken into several pieces and some foot soldiers who looked more like robbers than soldiers.

The little shrine maiden helped the old priest up, and then walked over with small steps with some worry. She checked up and down before she was relieved.

After that, Hitano Yu had a better relationship with the priest's family.

Life seemed to have pressed the fast-forward button. Every day, Hitano Yu was so busy that he couldn't breathe. He received tourists, cleaned the shrine, and helped the priest hold various routine festivals-there were really many festivals, several times a month.

Some festivals will have fireworks shows, and people from the surrounding villages and towns will hold a small market at the shrine, hanging red lanterns, which is more lively than usual.

At this time, the little witch would shuttle through the crowd like a butterfly, pulling Dong Yeyu to buy all kinds of delicious snacks - all with her pocket money.

Dong Yeyu was a little embarrassed to spend a child's money at first, because of the meat ban, the meals she usually ate were too light, and she had to go to hunt some mountain whales from time to time - mountain whales were wild boars.

I will repay her in the future. Thinking of this, he ate the teppanyaki he had just bought with peace of mind, without any doubt why there was teppanyaki in this day and age.

At the last moment of fireworks, the two would take all kinds of snacks bought from the market, sit on the small hill behind the courtyard, eat snacks, blow the pleasant night breeze, and chat casually.

Many times, Dong Yeyu couldn't even keep up with the jumping speed of the girl's thinking, but she liked chatting like this.

Dong Yeyu suspected that she was deliberately making fun of him.

But after the excitement, the daily chores had to continue.

Even in winter, they had to sweep the snow in the courtyard and shrine, and clean the snow on the beams, especially cleaning the snow on the roof, which was quite dangerous.

At first, the old priest would come to look after it, but Dong Yeyu was very skilled, so nothing went wrong, and then he could just read books in the study room.

The good relationship did not seem to prevent the old priest from giving orders for dry goods.

The meal was not in vain. Dong Yeyu lay on the roof while sweeping the snow and complaining.

The little witch sat in the corridor with a warm wine pot, and her little feet in white socks swayed gently on the side of the corridor.

"Nissan Higashino, do you believe there are monsters in this world?"

"No."

"But Miko has seen monsters!"

"What kind of monster is it?"

"Woo, it's a big fox, white, very cute, very powerful, and with beautiful fur."

"We should use one fox."

"But it's very big, Miko thinks one fox is more suitable."

"If it's big, shouldn't we use one?"

"That's too bloated, it's just a fox!" The little witch puffed up her little face slightly and looked up at Higashino Yu, but then changed color.

"Be careful!"

"I'm so!"

Puff!

"The leg is broken, it looks like it will take some time to heal, and it may not be able to work, Miko, you have to take responsibility." Higashino Yu lay on the ground and couldn't get up. The little witch laughed angrily, but still said seriously: "Okay!"

We have been together like this for many years. Every day seems to be the same, but also seems to be different. With the little witch around, the dull days seem to become much more interesting.

Dongye Yu's memory of the past is more vague, and the present may be more important. He learned from the priest how to worship the gods, how to organize festivals, and how to interact with the nobles.

One day, Dongye Yu was sitting in the study with the old priest and talking about the world. The little witch kept giving him a look and wanted him to go out and play with her. The old priest seemed to be unable to see his granddaughter's expression, and looked at Dongye Yu with a serious expression and asked.

"Ayu, are you willing to join the Iori family?"

Dongye Yu subconsciously looked at the little witch, and then he realized that the girl had grown up.