I Became a God in Tokyo

Tokyo, Chuo Ward.

This area is located in the very center of the 23rd ward of Tokyo. It is also the commercial center of Tokyo and has a very developed economy.

Among a certain skyscraper.

In the corridor, people kept coming and going.

But no one turned his head and glanced into the room with the door half open.

As if used to it, I ignored this room automatically.

At this moment, the elegantly decorated desk in the middle of the room is already full of various items.

Or old or new book materials, recording the scrolls of powerful onmyoji, and the unfinished talisman...

According to different purposes, it is divided into several large piles.

Xuanwu fell from the air, carefully stacking the last few books on top.

Reaching out his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat, he spoke to Bai Mujun proudly.

"Huh, priest Baimu, this is all the things the master left behind."

"If the priest Shiraki has something to find, it must be inside!"

"Well, I'm troubled Master Xuanwu."

Looking at the neatly arranged various books on the desk, Shiraki Jun said gently.

I thought that the other party had just seen the former Yin-Yang Lao, seeing things and thinking about relatives, and felt very sad.

If you come to Neon again, if you continue to search for Abe Seimei's relics, you should be a little bit resistant.

But now it seems that I have been worrying too much.

Xuanwu, not only did not show resistance.

Instead, it was the one with the most energy.

Before I could speak, I turned Abe Seimei's room upside down, arranged everything and put it in front of me.

Hearing Bai Mujun's words, Xuanwu waved his hand in a hurry.

"No trouble, no trouble."

"These things are originally the work of our shikigami."

"If you have anything else you need to do, please do not hesitate to order—"

"Well, it's gone for now."

Shiraki Jun responded with a smile.

He picked up a book from the table and gently opened the first page.

Then the style of painting changed suddenly.

The action of turning the page with his hand was almost leaving an afterimage.

I could only hear the sound of turning pages, and I saw that Bai Mujun had put down the book in his hand, and naturally picked up the next one.

If the damage to the books is not taken into account, the speed can continue to increase.

However, although the reading speed is very fast, Shiraki Jun looked very carefully.

Knowing the key clues may be hidden between the lines.

As for the books he browsed, Bai Mujun didn't discard them at will, but included them in his own kingdom of God, and he would study them carefully when he returned.

In addition to paying attention to the clues in the book, there is another thing that also caught Shiraki Jun's attention.

Onmyoji.

I have to admit that Abe Seimei is also quite talented in the development of onmyoji.

Just take out a random book, you can see many novel onmyojis.

There are some that even Bai Mujun had never imagined.

For example, one of them recorded that Abe Seimei used onmyoji to successfully strengthen a long stick magical implement.

After the strengthening of the long stick magical device, whether it is hardness or flexibility, it has been improved by 50%.

This couldn't help sparking Shiraki Jun's thinking.

After all, if the magical artifact can be strengthened...

It is also possible to realize the strengthening of the ten-fist sword!

Because the ten-fist sword condensed by Yu Chuanlan was inherently flawed, there was still a lot of room for improvement.

If this can be made up for, the promotion of the gods of Gao Tianyuan will be even greater.

Therefore, Bai Mujun was not polite to these onmyojis.

When I turned it over, I wrote it down by the way.

When he got the next book, he activated his mana and strengthened the pages of the book a little bit.

Silver light flashed, and the paper that had been yellowed and wrinkled suddenly stretched out.

Every page becomes as sharp as a blade.

Looking at the book in his hand, Bai Mujun nodded in satisfaction.

Well, finally there is no need to worry about the speed of flipping too fast, which will cause the book to be damaged.

The speed of flipping is super doubled.

At this moment, seeing Bai Mujun's movements, Xuanwu's eyes gradually became dull.

He didn't say what he wanted to say, and his face flushed suddenly.

The book that the priest has just read is the master's summary of onmyoji for hundreds of years.

This yin and yang technique was recorded at the end by the master, and it was listed as a secret yin and yang technique...

Have you mastered it just by looking at it?

In this regard, Xuanwu just wanted to say silently.

the host......

You die without resentment.

The books on the desk are decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Before long, Bai Mujun threw the last scroll into the kingdom of God.

There was some disappointment in his eyes.

Although he has newly mastered a lot of onmyojis, the records about creatures in the U.S. that he cares most are still unremarkable.

At least in these records of Abe Seimei, even the shadows of creatures in the U.S. realm could not be found.

Seeing Bai Mujun's expression, Xuanwu quickly asked.

"Priest Baimu, could it be said that there is nothing you are looking for here?"

Bai Mujun nodded, a little regretful.

"Yup."

"Perhaps Your Excellency Abe Seimei, didn't memorize these things deliberately."

"This... shouldn't be." Xuanwu muttered.

"Because of the Four Souls, the master's memory is often confused, so he will write down all important things and keep them..."

"It will feature important things, and onmyoji will be set up to ensure safety."

Hearing this, Bai Mujun was stunned.

If that's the case, Seimei Abe should definitely leave traces of interacting with that creature in the Umbrella.

He couldn't help but start thinking.

If you are Abe Seimei...

Where can I keep these things in order to ensure safety?

Only oneself can see, other than that, no one else can touch the place...

After a moment of meditation.

Bai Mujun suddenly raised his head and stared straight at the Xuanwu in front of him.

In his eyes, there was an expression of sudden realization.

Under Bai Mujun's gaze, Xuanwu shuddered for no apparent reason.

Feeling like I was seen through from head to toe.

He hurriedly stood in front of him with both hands, staggering back two steps.

Frightened incomparably.

"Priest Baimu, did Xiao Ling do something wrong that angered you?"

"If this is the case, please ask Priest Baimu to speak out, Xiao Ling will definitely correct..."

Because you can't find what you want, so you feel angry on yourself?

broken!

If the priest Baimu does something to himself, then he doesn't even have the power to resist!

Xuanwu panicked a group.

"Don't worry, it's just a little verification of my guess, and I hope you can cooperate."

Shiraki Jun smiled and explained.

Hearing this, Xuanwu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Ling, of course, is willing to cooperate with the priest Baimu."

Then I heard Shiraki Jun continue to say.

"Okay, please turn around and turn your back to me."

Xuanwu was taken aback.

Back...back to?

What is this strange request?

Although it was puzzled ~www.NovelMTL.com~, it did not hesitate and turned around immediately.

Compared with these, saving your life is the most important thing!

At this moment, Bai Mujun breathed out quietly.

Through the perspective angle, then open.

His eyes fell on Xuanwu's back.

And under his gaze.

On Xuanwu's back, which is not too broad, a line of small characters exuding the fluctuations of Yin and Yang techniques slowly emerged.

Formed another record.

Is it so?

Seeing this scene, Bai Mujun suddenly felt a little emotional.

It turns out that Shikigami can still be used in this way.