Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"She's only a little younger than me. Hey, these days, age isn't a shield. Do you think this is some peaceful and prosperous era?"

"It's not just ghosts and gods that eat people."

“Fujimura’s situation is special, I know what I’m talking about. It seems that she was forcibly imprinted with a demon’s soul using some kind of secret method, achieving a strange symbiotic state. The cult she encountered back then is quite interesting.”

"I don't have time to deal with them now. When I get back to Tokyo, I'll definitely do some serious research to see if I can find out who the remaining accomplices are and who they really are!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi is now particularly interested in and sensitive to organizations that have the ability to "transform demon souls" because he roughly understands that the one who forced Minamoto Kiyoya to his death was the one who gave "Yingcao" and "Inugami" a new life.

He didn't want to miss even the slightest clue.

Ueno Mitsuishi had no doubts about Uesugi Kiyoshi. He raised his eyes slightly, saw Kyoko running out with small steps, stopped talking, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

Uesugi Kiyoya gave up the desire to chat. He smiled gently at Kyoko and gentlemanly opened the car door for her.

Xingzi had never received such treatment before, and was somewhat flattered. She smiled shyly, lowered her eyes, and got into the car.

The car started smoothly and headed towards northern Beijing.

Daitoku-ji Temple is famous, but in the minds of most people, it is only famous as a tourist attraction.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi found out that Daitoku-ji Temple was not just a name; Buddhist practitioners were cultivating there.

To be precise, most of the famous temples in Kyoto have monks in charge of them. Whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, Kyoto has always been a center for extraordinary people.

Uesugi Kiyoshi chose to travel during the spring break. There were quite a few pedestrians on the road, and by the time he approached Daitoku-ji Temple, it was already packed with people.

It's not that Daitoku-ji attracts a large number of tourists. In fact, among the temples in Kyoto, Daitoku-ji has one of the lowest visitor numbers. This is because most of the temples here are not open to the public and don't have any "unique features." It's not fully commercialized, so naturally it's not as attractive.

Most of the tourists here come for the nearby Kinkaku-ji Temple.

He wasn't angry. He simply got off the bus with Xingzi, and the two of them mingled in the crowd, slowly walking towards the bustling temple not far away.

He didn't come here today to confront anyone; he just came to check things out, which is why he brought Xingzi with him.

If it were truly a den of dragons and tigers, he wouldn't feel safe bringing Xiao Xingzi to venture there.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was lost in thought, his mind filled with many ideas, while Kyoko didn't think much of it.

She held Uesugi Kiyoshi's hand tightly, her heart pounding wildly. Looking up, she saw Uesugi Kiyoshi's fox-like eyes and handsome profile, which made her heart burn even more.

Uesugi-kun is suddenly being really friendly to me!

Yes, it's because of last night.

Anzu, you're such an idiot! You should have taken the initiative much sooner!

Let's continue today.

Lost in thought, she watched the crowd throng around her, but her eyes were only on the one holding her hand.

Once we reached the main gate of the temple, there were far fewer people around.

Next to a standing floor plan of Daitoku-ji Temple is the ticket office; yes, you need to buy a ticket to enter.

Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced at the map briefly and secretly memorized it.

If he wasn't mistaken, only about 40% of the temple was open to the public, which happened to be the outermost ring. The slightly inner part was completely closed off, and tourists were not allowed to enter. Furthermore, tourists were required to store their cameras upon entering, but there was no mandatory storage for mobile phones. He didn't know what the point of that was.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't bring a camera, nor did he intend to be unconventional. He simply bought tickets and led Kyoko through the gate of the first temple.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt a shiver run through his mind, and his thoughts became much clearer.

It's like having cool water wash over your mind, cleansing away impurities.

He looked around, but the ordinary tourists who had entered with him seemed normal.

"Is it for superhumans? Or does it require a certain level of soul strength?"

"No, Kyoko doesn't seem to have any strange reaction."

On the contrary

Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced at his shoulder, where a kitten was sitting peacefully.

That's right, he brought the dough.

Upon entering the temple, it, which had been lazily dozing, suddenly awoke with a start, its expression showing some surprise.

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"interesting."

This feeling doesn't explain anything, but it's completely opposite to the malice of Master Mingkong; it's a different aura.

"They don't seem to be working together. That monk is probably lurking here for some other purpose."

"Since we're already here, let's take a walk around first."

There's a reason why Daitoku-ji Temple doesn't have many tourists. The scenery here is a very traditional Japanese dry landscape garden, which is difficult for even some young Japanese people to appreciate, let alone foreign tourists.

The temple where Uesugi Kiyoshi is currently located is called "Kōbei-in," one of the twenty-four temples of Daitoku-ji. Legend has it that it was founded by Oda Nobunaga to honor his father. It has been designated as an Important Cultural Property of Japan. The scenery is not entirely a dry landscape garden; there are ancient maple trees all around, and moss grows on the stone lampstands. The refreshing fragrance of plants and trees is invigorating, making it a truly relaxing place.

It's a pity it's not autumn now, otherwise the garden full of red leaves would be quite a sight.

Uesugi Kiyoshi showed little interest, but Kyoko was in high spirits; she had never visited a place like this before.

While other couples go on dates to amusement parks and movie theaters, it's rare to see them going to temples. But she doesn't care about that; as long as she's with Uesugi Kiyoshi, it doesn't matter where she goes.

Huangmeiyuan is not very big; a dozen minutes is enough to walk around it.

Just as they passed the main hall and were about to go to the next temple, the old monk sitting behind a small table by the door of the main hall suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

He looked at Uesugi Kiyokazu's retreating figures with a look of surprise on his face.

"Young layperson, please wait a moment."

"Our meeting today is predestined. I, this humble monk, offer you a fortune stick. What do you say?"

Upon hearing the sound, Uesugi Kiyoshi stopped and turned around.

He looked at the divination sticks in front of the old monk and at the faint, solemn aura emanating from him, and his smile was meaningful.

Chapter 356 Destiny

Uesugi Kiyoshi subconsciously pushed up his glasses.

He now usually wears the association's standard "Yuanming Mirror" when he goes out.

The effect of distinguishing the extraordinary from the supernatural is secondary; the main reason is that these glasses can perfectly conceal his fox-like eyes and the faint murderous aura in them, making him appear more ordinary.

At this moment, the mirage swirled around the lens, and in Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes, the old monk shone with a fluorescent white light.

Buddhism, practitioners.

He had sensed something was off about the old monk from the beginning, but not wanting to cause any trouble, he decided to explore the temple first and kept quiet.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped.

"Young layperson, why is the way you address someone the same as that monk? Could it be that you've been influenced by what you've seen and heard?"

An idea popped into Uesugi Kiyoshi's mind. It wasn't a forced idea; this kind of address was quite rare in modern times. Even when a monk called a pilgrim a "benefactor," it was just a formality. The term "layman" couldn't be used carelessly.

This term is derived from Sanskrit and originated in India. In Buddhist scriptures and texts, it is often used to refer to wealthy people of the Vaishya caste among the four castes of India, or lay practitioners who have attained enlightenment, as "laymen," and they held a rather high status.

Of course, it's also possible that the old monk sensed Uesugi Kiyoshi's "aura".

He had not yet fully mastered his sword aura, and the slight leakage of his aura was as dazzling as a firefly in the dark in the eyes of powerful superhumans.

Uesugi glanced at the fortune-telling container.

He was ordinary and unremarkable, but in his eyes, there was a faint golden light shining like Buddha.

This kind of fortune-telling stick is a relatively old method. Nowadays, many shrines and temples use more efficient methods, since there are just too many tourists.

This fortune-telling container is not a "tomb artifact," but under the influence of the old monk's aura, it has gained a touch of Buddhist nature.

To be able to do this, this old monk must not be someone who is just trying to mystify things.

Kyoko glanced at the old monk, then at Uesugi Kiyoshi, her expression a mixture of hesitation and anticipation.

She believed in this. She had suffered misfortune since childhood and lived in poverty with her relatives. She often prayed to Buddha.

Although of no use.

Uesugi Kiyoshi only thought for a few seconds before taking Kyoko's hand and casually walking to the small table opposite them, where they sat down on the wooden stool.

There were few tourists nearby, and no one was drawing lots. Although the ritual of drawing lots is often associated with fortune telling and is easily mistaken for a Taoist practice, in fact, even in China, popular Taoist temples and Buddhist monasteries still have these lot-drawing containers.

It's just for good luck and peace of mind; to say it's useful is pure deception.

However, this old monk in front of me...

Uesugi Kiyoshi gathered his thoughts and spoke with a smile.

"What teachings does the master have for me?"

The old monk blinked, his somewhat cloudy eyes scanning Uesugi Kiyoshi back and forth, growing more and more suspicious with each glance.

He was certainly no ordinary man.

The head priest of Daitoku-ji Temple, known as the "bozu" in Japan, was Ikkyu Yoshiya, a name that is quite famous among Buddhist practitioners in Kyoto.

Daitoku-ji Temple follows the lineage of Mahayana Buddhism, which differs somewhat from Theravada Buddhism. Its aim is not to liberate oneself, but to liberate all sentient beings.

Ikkyu Yoshiya practiced the Maitreya Dharma, one of the eight Bodhisattvas of Mahayana Buddhism and the future Buddha.

It may sound fantastical, but Buddhist practices are really just about tempering the spirit. Human beings' extraordinary abilities begin with spiritual power and end at the end of the realm of thought.

In essence, it is not much different from the spirit-powered shikigami of Onmyoji.

Ikkyu Yoshiya's mastery of Buddhist teachings goes without saying, and what he excelled at most was "prophecy".

He can see through the "future" to a certain extent.

Of course, this ability to transcend common sense is naturally limited. In Yoshiya Ikkyu's eyes, the life trajectories of some animals and mortals are nothing more than pictures on paper, obvious and easy to see.

However, to even glimpse the future of extraordinary beings and ghosts and gods would require a great deal of effort and cultivation.

No matter how powerful this person's extraordinary abilities are, whether they are a demon, a ghost, or a god, Ikkyu Yoshiya, having spent his entire life cultivating, would always sense something when he looked at them.

According to him, he could discern the "threads of fate" in a person.

But when he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi, it was like looking at a tangled mess; upon closer inspection, it was completely empty.

To use an old Chinese saying, it means "transcending the three realms and not being within the five elements"—he does not belong to the fate of this world.