Chapter 778: Sangguo Onmyoji

Chapter 779: Onmyoji from Sang Kingdom

"Takusang came from a long way from Lan Country this time, and I haven't fulfilled the friendship of a landlord." Watanabe Saki said, pouring the sake into a celadon cup.

Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent, facing the Watanabe heir, who will be in charge of hundreds of billions of assets in the future, he did not have any restraint or fear at all.

For him, no matter how much power and wealth you hold, you are just a mortal after all. After a hundred years, it will eventually turn into a loess, disappearing in the long river of history and time. Only eternal life is the only way.

"Just stop talking nonsense, who is the one who instigated you?" Zhuo Bufan asked.

Facing the sharp aura in Zhuo Bufan's tone, Watanabe frowned slightly, but he didn't show any fullness. Instead, he showed a bright smile on that slightly feminine face.

"Takusang, Higashino has already told me about you. In fact, our Watanabe house was also under the control of that big man, so we had to do something to hurt Takusang."

As Saki Watanabe said, he sighed softly and said, "Although our Watanabe family is one of the members of the Sanhe Group, it is the weakest branch."

"Who is that person?" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly. No matter who the other party is, Zhuo Bufan has already moved to kill him. If he doesn't destroy the other party, the other party may still be thinking about Zhuo Shanshan.

"Ishiyu, the magical magician of the Asakusa Dojo." Watanabe Sashu showed a solemn color on his face, and said slowly in a low voice.

Zhuo Bufan didn't know much about Sang Country, but a lot of Sang Country's culture came back from Lan Guoxue. The so-called gods are only the same as Lan Country's masters of spells, but in Sang Country, they are called Onmyojis.

"Ishiyou is rumored to be the descendant of Seimei, the most famous onmyoji of Kuan, who has been living in the Asakusa Dojo." Watanabe Saki said slowly.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, but he was somewhat familiar with the name Qingming, because when he was in college, the fat man was playing an online game, and he even introduced a little to Zhuo Bufan.

Qing Ming was an onmyoji who was active in the Heian era of Sang Country and is also a well-known master in Sang.

"No matter who he is, he must die." Zhuo Bufan said lightly, but an extremely powerful murderous aura surged from his body. Even Watanabe Shashu's face changed slightly, and he felt a huge pressure.

"Behind the Asakusa tribe is the Asakusa Dojo. Shi You suffered a serious injury in his early years and could only hide in the dojo. There is only one month to come out every year. Is Zhuosang going to look for him now?" Bian Shashu asked.

"He is here?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. When he entered the Asakusa Clan, he felt a few burning white flames in the dark void. These flames were just some magicians, and the strongest of them was just equivalent to the foundation building period.

As for what Watanabe Shaki said, Ishiyu was a **** in the dojo, he certainly wouldn't be so weak. Could it be that there was a formation that blocked my consciousness, so I couldn't find his existence.

"Well, but Shi You spends most of the time in a deep sleep. It is rumored that he has lived for more than two hundred years." Watanabe Shashu's face showed a solemn expression.

If these secrets are heard by ordinary people, they will be shocked. Only the mundane elders such as the Watanabe family know these secrets.

"Two hundred years?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "The life span can reach two hundred years in the later stage of foundation building. Does Sang Guo have an expert who is only one step away from the innate?"

However, Zhuo Bufan was not afraid, now his divine consciousness is great, and the strength of the mid-foundation period is powerful.

Moreover, his spells and combat experience are not comparable to ordinary monks.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan stood up, with his hands behind his back.

"Takusang, what are you?" Watanabe Shashu gave him a surprised look.

"I will meet him." Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, and left the quiet room.

Shi Jian also got up, followed Zhuo Bufan and left the quiet room. After the two left, a cold light flashed in Watanabe's eyes.

"Rugged man." Watanabe Shashu shook his head, and then stood up without any haste, and walked out of the quiet room. At this time, outside the quiet room, Hiratsuru Maiko and Higashino Kota were standing at the door. Seeing him coming out, they shouted respectfully:

"Master Watanabe."

Saki Watanabe nodded, and the corners of her thin lips made a strange smile.

"What are they going to do?" Dongye Xingtai asked suspiciously, looking at the direction where Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian were leaving.

"Go to kill the stone to swim." Watanabe Shashu said lightly.

Both Hirazuru Maiko and Higashino Kota's faces were already full of horror at the same time.

Zhuo Bufan had just come to Sang Country for two days, and he dared to kill Shi You before he fully understood Shi You's identity and background. This guy's head is too iron.

"Can he beat Shiyou?" Pingheruya murmured suspiciously.

Watanabe Shashu said indifferently: "Whether he can kill the stone or not, it is a good thing for us, and it is best if they die together."

"I have to tell Grandpa about this matter. You two will investigate the news and report to me if there is any situation." After Watanabe Saki finished speaking, he strode towards the main hall of the temple.

"Hi, Master Watanabe." Kota Higashino and Tsuruyako bowed and watched Watanabe Sashu leave.

At this time, Watanabe Sashu walked into the main hall. Behind the main hall was a backyard full of thin bamboos. The backyard was covered with an ordinary wooden house.

Watanabe Saki walked to the wooden house and bowed down respectfully, "Grandpa, I'm Watanabe Saki."

After a moment of silence in the wooden house, an old voice sounded, "Come in."

There was only one tatami mat, a few cases, and almost nothing else. At this time, a white-haired and white-bearded old man was sitting on the futon with his eyes closed.

"Grandpa, the guy from Lan Country has gone to Shiyou." Watanabe Shashu looked at the old man in front of him and said respectfully.

The old man was about eighty or ninety years old, his figure was thin, his skin was shriveled, his face was covered with age spots, and he was as lifeless as an old tree where his colleagues would die.

Without transitioning Bian Shashu, he admired and respected this old man and his grandfather extremely, because the old man in front of him was one of the most famous sword gods in ancient times and the descendant of the most famous samurai Miyamoto Musashi, Jiro Miyamoto. .

"I heard that the guy killed the sword **** with a single knife, and I don't know if he can beat the stone swim." Watanabe Shashu's questioning eyes fell on the old man.

The old man was like an ancient tree, still closed his eyes, and said after a long time: "Huh, Shanyeyidao also deserves the title of Sword God, at best it is only Sword Sect."

"Grandpa, do you mean that Zhuo Bufan can't kill Shiyou?" Watanabe Shashu frowned slightly.