Fantasy Realization System

"My Father."

Before a quiet wing, Richuan Guanzhi lowered his eyebrows and cried respectfully.

"What's the matter?"

There was an old voice in the wing, and it could be seen from the shadow of the door frame that the old patron should be wearing clothes. There seemed to be a graceful body lying under him.

Guan Zhi Richuan sneered, but her voice was surprisingly calm. She put her hands on her waist and said, "Brother Dongshan, dead."

"If you die, die, don't tell the story about it, you go down first."

In the room, the junior high school Richuan dressed up and sat up, and said to the official Hikawa outside the door.

"Hey!"

With a cold smile on his face, Richuan Guanzhi walked out of this large courtyard slowly.

In the middle and early days of Richuan, you will die on a woman's belly sooner or later.

After Hikawa Guanzhi left, the flushed Hikawa Chuchu knelt down in front of the low coffee table in front of him, looked back at the dying coquettish woman on the bed, and frowned slightly.

What's wrong with yourself?

I drank a cup of ginseng tea at the beginning of the middle school in Richuan, and suddenly felt that my lower body had a tendency to raise my head again. This situation is really bad.

Although he has a high level of cultivation, he has been unable to suppress his inner desires at this moment. Even the words that Guan Zhi said just now, he was not in the mood to pay attention to it.

Reduce the fire, he just wants to reduce the fire now!

At the beginning of the middle school of Richuan, a few maids were called, and they started walking immediately.

After a while, the declining old Patriarch slowly walked out of his room. With a thick crimson face, he walked vainly towards the discussion hall.

After arriving at the meeting hall, the obscene look on Niikawa Junior’s face disappeared. He looked at the clansmen standing on both sides of the hall and said slowly: "I heard that Dongshan is dead?"

It is said that?

These people all looked at each other and saw each other's shock.

This is the son of your old Patriarch! Why are you so indifferent now?

Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't dare to raise objections, because they didn't know if it was pretending to be like this.

After a long time, someone finally stood up. Hikawa Temu couldn't bear to see his father's decadent appearance. He stood in the middle of the hall, kneeling on the ground, and said, "Father, Dongshan is dead!"

At the beginning of the middle school of Richuan, his brows were slightly twisted, and his face was a little unhappy, "I know he is dead. Isn't this his choice?"

"But you don't think this matter has..."

Although Rikawa Temu is a martial idiot, he can see everything in the family. Since his brother went out to perform tasks that day, his father was like a different person. He was addicted to female **** every day, regardless of family affairs, and even had to do the meetings of the royal family.

He knew that his father worked hard for the family day and night, and the long-term restraint made him tired and wanted to indulge himself, but in this situation, it is not a time to enjoy relaxation at all.

Before he left, Hikawa Dongshan handed him the clay figurine with a strand of his own soul. The purpose was to prevent accidents from happening and let him know for the first time.

At that time, Nikawa Temu was obsessed with physical training, and had no mind to know Hikawa Dongshan, so after Hikawa Dongshan left Yingdao Country, he gave the clay figure to his sister, Hikawa Guanzhi for safekeeping.

Looking back now, the younger brother only gave him the clay figurines, I am afraid it is not meaningful.

Hidden in the clay figurines is a ray of soul from the East Mountain of Richuan. The soul is the most important thing for an onmyoji. For any onmyoji, surrendering the soul means entrusting his life to others.

This shows that before Richuan Dongshan left, he was the only one who believed.

Why didn't he give the clay figurine holding his soul to his father? But to his brother?

Hikawa Temu finally woke up now, his father is probably controlled by others!

After Richuan Tiefa thought about the ins and outs of the matter, he suddenly fell silent. The Richuan family was so powerful that it was impossible for outsiders to intervene between their families. Only members of the Richuan family's own clan could cast a spell on his father.

Who the **** is it? Want to harm the Hikawa family?

Richuan Temu looked around at the people around him, and every expression on his face was caught by his sight.

Is he suspicious?

Nicheon Temu's brain is not as good as Hikawa Higashiyama, and his skill in observing affairs is very shallow.

Even if he has sorted out a clue now, but there is not enough clear evidence, he can't think of who will be the **** of the Hikawa family.

Richuan Guanzhi stood aside, looking at his elder brother blankly, and a murder intent rose in his heart.

The other elder myself is afraid that he has already discovered something. It seems that he has to find a way to make him disappear forever.

In the Hikawa family, the status of women is very low. Even if the officials of Hikawa are very talented, they are not taken seriously. Many people only know that there are two genius eldest sons in the Hikawa family, Hikawa Temu and Hikawa Dongshan. , As for the Japanese official juvenile, they are the most easily overlooked.

Richuan Guanzhi understood that during this period of time, he must find a way to get the yin and yang divine status of the Richuan family, otherwise, once the root cause of this matter was caught by other families, she would definitely become the target of public criticism.

"You first step back."

At the beginning of the middle school, he suddenly got stuck in the middle of his speech, and waved his hand impatiently, motioning him to stand back.

"Hey!"

Hikawa Temu responded and returned to where he stood.

"Are you all ready for this onmyoji contest?"

Hikawa Chuchu recovered a little look in his eyes and said weakly.

"My Father, I think we are all ready for this onmyoji."

Richuan Guanzhi suddenly stood up and said.

Richuan Temu's eyebrows are tightly locked. Why does her sister speak at this time? What they should care about most now, shouldn't it be the death of Richuan Dongshan?

Is the position of the onmyoji of the Richuan family more important than the death of the direct family members?

Hikawa Temu was a little angry. Although Hikawa Higashiyama usually has a bad personality, he has always respected and loved his brother. Now that he is dead, he can't do anything for him. It's really sad.

Now that his father is controlled by others, the fate of the Hikawa family is in jeopardy, but he can do nothing.

"Okay, you must do your best for the onmyoji position this time. I'm already old, and I will leave the rest to you younger generations."

After finishing talking about the middle school, he slowly stood up and walked out of the parliament hall.

The people of these tribes looked at the back of the middle school of Richuan, wondering. Patriarch has become more and more abnormal recently.

After the meeting ended, only Hikawa Temu and Hikawa Guanchu remained in the hall.

Hikawa Guanzhi wore a kimono, her eyes narrowed into beautiful crescents. She stared at Hikawa Temu and said: "Brother, this time the fight for the status of Onmyoji, you must go all out. If you fail, Your father will be disappointed."

Hearing his sister’s words, he seemed to understand something. He raised his head, and looked at each other with the Japanese officials. He sighed and said, "I will do my best to the onmyoji of our Hikawa family, sister. , Don’t underestimate your brother."

After speaking, Hikawa Temu looked cold and strode out of the conference hall.

"It seems that the elder brother has noticed something."

Guan Zhi smiled coldly, picked up a handprint, and disappeared into the conference hall.

.........

China, two o'clock in the morning.

On the towering mountain peaks, three silhouettes passed by one after another, bringing up a gust of wind, and countless plants bent over under the pressure of the wind and swayed gently.

On the Misty Peak, a few perching birds were startled by a few noises and screamed and flew in the dark forest, breaking the tranquility of the world.

"In these places, will anyone really live here?"

Chu Xinran looked at the surrounding lush forests and cliffs overgrown with weeds. These mountains and ridges were densely covered with stones and trees, and were inaccessible to the people. At all, there was no one in sight.

If it were a normal human, he would definitely not choose to live in such an isolated place.

Although the environment is beautiful, but the popularity is too low, staying in this environment for a long time, ordinary people may have a nervous breakdown.

"Friends of Chu Dao need not worry. The cultivation sect usually chooses places with strong spiritual energy as the sect base. Although the environment is good, such places are not suitable for the sect to station."

Leng Jian stood on the sky and looked down, his expression moved slightly, and he pointed to the cliff valley below the Misty Peak and said: "The Xiaoyao Palace was originally built on the top of the Misty Peak. It is said that the suspense array was created by a supernatural power. The dangling foundation can stand in the sky for a hundred years. However, due to the age, human science and technology are developing faster and faster, the environment is destroyed, and the aura between heaven and earth is gradually disintegrating, which causes Xiaoyao Palace to move to this misty peak. Between peaks and valleys."

He couldn't help but sigh at the end.

"Why didn't I see anything?"

Chu Xinran glanced down, only to see a shallow stream and countless rugged rocks.

"Naturally you can't see it, because most of the scenery is hidden by a large array."

As Zhou Ming said, he flew down alone.

"Friend Chu, follow closely."

Leng Jian smiled at Chu Xinran, and flew into the valley.

"Huh? Master, can you see the martial arts here?"

Chu Xinran saw Zhou Ming flying away first, and rushed down quickly. She had to personally see the wonder of where this cultivation school was.

"Friend Shen, we still go in from the entrance."

Seeing that Zhou Ming wanted to go around the other side of the valley in the cold, he hurriedly shouted at him. The other end of the valley was the forbidden area of ​​the Xiaoyao Palace. Even the monks in the late stage of foundation construction did not dare to get involved easily. What happened unexpectedly.

Zhou Ming nodded, and led Chu Xinran to the valley below. He just saw that the aura in the back was several times stronger than in the valley, so he mistakenly thought that the place was where the Xiaoyao Palace was.

He released his spiritual sense and probed it. The other side of the valley was white, and he couldn't see what was hidden in it at all, but it seemed a bit of a doorway.

Zhou Ming only scanned it roughly with his spiritual sense, but didn't go deep into it. Otherwise, with the strength of his spiritual sense, it wouldn't be difficult to see what's inside.

However, it is better to be polite on other people's sites.

The three people were down to earth, and the whole body burst into cold energy. The scenery in front of them suddenly changed. The surrounding scenes were like waves of water, turning one after another, revealing the original appearance.

Chu Xinran looked around, and the valley was suddenly full of green plants, and many wild flowers exuded a faint fragrance, which made people feel happy.

In front of the three of them was a sloping bluestone ladder. It is normal for this ladder to grow moss in the steam-filled valley, but their bluestone ladder is clean and extremely dry, even messy dirt and dust. Can't stay on it, let alone moss and other debris.

"Also."

Zhou Ming lightly patted Chu Xinran's head, who was still looking around, and stepped on the stone steps with Leng Jian and went up.

"Master, why should we go up? Isn't it faster to fly?"

After Chu Xinran cultivated Taoism, he tried not to walk if he could fly. Now he saw the stairs and walked up slowly. Wouldn't it seem too low?

"This is called situationalism. In other people's turf, you have to give it a little bit of face."

Zhou Ming couldn't help but laughed at this time and joked with Chu Xinran.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Chu Xinran stepped up three steps, and suddenly hummed a song: "Sister, hurry up and take three steps forward. My brother is chasing behind, watching my sister, twisting his butt~"

The cold couldn't help covering his face. How did the master and apprentice feel that they came to desecrate the Xiuxian school? He now regrets not having explained the rules of Xiaoyao Palace to them earlier.

This bluestone ladder is actually a climbing ladder specially built by Xiaoyao Palace in ancient times to recruit disciples. In ancient times, because all beings wanted to ask the gods, the Misty Palace built a climbing ladder on the top of the Misty Peak.

I don’t know which ancestor of the Xiaoyao Palace made this stone ladder. It seems to imply the pressure of the avenue. Mortals will feel endless pressure when they step on the stone stairs.

If you don't have great perseverance and talent for cultivating, you will be bounced off the stone steps as soon as you set foot on it, and then isolated by the large array of Xiaoyao Palace, you will never see this magnificent scene for life.

"In the past, this climb to the fairy ladder was used to test the perseverance and roots of mortals. It is now idle in this valley to temper the dispositions of the disciples of the sect. This is a solemn way. Please be cautious in your words. Row."

Leng Jian walked on the stone steps step by step and said very seriously.

The predecessors had no idea how much sweat was shed on this piece of stone steps, and with such a relaxed and cheerful expression like Chu Xinran, it was a great disrespect to these people who were struggling for the truth.

"Well, well, I understand."

Chu Xinran put his hands together, and said with an embarrassing smile to Leng Jian.

Zhou Ming shook his head. For him, Xiaoyao Palace's so-called Climbing the Immortal Ladder was nothing more than an unnecessary act.

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