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Chapter 112 Ghost Punishment Temple

Changsheng Cave Heaven: "So, Senior Xu Fu, this is the special artifact that can contend against the True Ancestor?"

Mo Lan looked at the ancient bronze bell that Xu Fu took out from his sleeve, and felt a little puzzled.

Xu Fu replied, "This thing is called 'Dangmo' (meaning 'Demon Slayer')."

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"At the beginning of the First Emperor's reign, there were still many powerful demons causing trouble in the world. In order to better deal with these demons, Qin craftsmen, under the First Emperor's orders, imitated the ancient sacred object, the Eastern Emperor Bell, and made this weapon."

"It was thanks to the power of the Demon-Slaying Bell that I was able to suppress Orochi and cut off its eight heads back then."

Mo Lan then reached out and slowly took the Demon-Subduing Bell from Xu Fu's hand.

After he received it, Xu Fu's figure began to become somewhat ethereal, causing Mo Lan to subconsciously look at the Demon-Subduing Bell in his hand: "Senior?"

Xu Fu calmly shook his head: "Don't worry about it. I am already dead. What you see now is just a trace of my spirit still existing in the Demon-Subduing Bell."

He looked at Mo Lan and suddenly sighed deeply: "Under the corruption of the Orochi power, the power of the Demon-Slaying Bell is now less than one-tenth of what it used to be."

"Whether you take it with you to fight Orochi to the death, or use its power to leave Japan, is up to you."

After saying this, Xu Fu's figure slowly disappeared.

Mo Lan took one last look at the sea of ​​spider lilies swaying in the moonlight, bowed slightly towards the spot where the other person had disappeared, and then turned and left.

Beneath the sea of ​​red spider lilies, in an unseen place, the power of the Orochi True Ancestor has grown ever stronger.

You have obtained the dungeon item "Demon-Slaying Bell (Damaged)".

[Item: Demon-Slaying Bell (Damaged)]

[Category: Ritual and Musical Instruments]

[Effect: Special attack against magic, stunning the opponent directly to their soul, and continuously suppressing them during the stunning period.]

When Mo Lan rushed back to the Jinyiwei's camp, she saw from afar that the camp was once again engulfed in flames.

"You Japanese have developed a path dependency, haven't you? You like eating baked buns so much."

Mo Lan frowned.

He quickened his pace.

Meanwhile, the Jinyiwei's garrison was already engulfed in war.

After absorbing the power of the imperial family, Date Munehide began to isolate himself and digest this power in preparation for his battle with Kujo Yorinao.

As for the Longevity Cave, he felt that Mo Lan and his group definitely couldn't take it with them, since there hadn't been any clues about it for hundreds of years, so he wasn't in a hurry.

The task of suppressing the Embroidered Uniform Guard was assigned to his top general, known as the Hellfire General, Gui Xingdaosi.

Oni-doji: Originally from a Buddhist family, he was later recruited by Date Munehide and joined his army, becoming his top general.

The man was burly and rode a black steed. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, which is why he was called the Giant General by others.

Six months after the Battle of Kyoyama Province, Date Munehide lost power and Kijidoji was also exiled.

But when he learned that Date Munehide had killed Hojo Masanobu and burned down the Imperial Palace, seizing power by murdering the emperor, he was deeply saddened.

Gui Xingdao Temple rushed back overnight.

Date Munehide was overjoyed and appointed him as the Great General of Hellfire, giving him command of his own army.

In this campaign against the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Gui Xingdao Temple led forty-eight elite soldiers to fight the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

With their numerical advantage, the besieged Imperial Guards quickly suffered casualties.

To Gui Xingdao Temple's surprise, the three brothers Ji Yunting and Qi Xiu from the Embroidered Uniform Guard became increasingly fierce in the face of the warriors' siege.

And that retainer of Hojo Masanobu was someone that ordinary samurai could not possibly deal with.

"These people pose a great threat to Lord Date. We must eliminate them here, no matter what."

Kikaidoji knew that soon, Kujo Yorinao's army, under the banner of rescuing the Emperor, would arrive outside Kyoto.

Therefore, he must clear away other obstacles for Date Munehide before that happens.

"Bring me my gun," Gui Xingdaoji said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the two samurai behind him immediately carried a huge spear blade to Onikidoji's side and presented it to him.

Onikidoji lifted the heavy spear blade, and with just the tip touching the ground, he smashed a deep crater into the earth.

"Whoa!!"

Seeing this, the remaining wild horses of the Ghost Punishment Temple exhaled two streams of white mist from their nostrils and pounded the ground with their hooves, clearly extremely excited.

His horse was no ordinary horse, but a warhorse mixed with the blood of a demon, several times larger and stronger than an ordinary horse.

Sensing the sudden increase in the aura of Onigidoji, Fujino Seiran cleaved a samurai in two with a backhand, then turned to look at Onigidoji.

He flicked the Boundary Netherworld in his hand, and Zi Guang became exceptionally serious.

This guy is tough to deal with.

"A mere stray dog." Onigidoji looked down at him with disdain, slowly raising his spear blade to aim at Fujino Seiran.

With the hooves of its warhorse, Onigidoji charged toward Fujino Seiran.

Seeing this, Fujino Seiran gritted his teeth, gripped Jieyou tightly in his hand, and braced himself to go forward.

"The Netherworld, where life and death are severed, is a realm of darkness!"

"Shikai!"

[Name: Onikidoji.]

Hazard Level: 4.4

When Mo Lan rushed back to the camp, Ji Yunting and the others had lost more than half their men, and the embroidered spring knives in their hands were all dull.

Fujino Seiran was pinned to a willow tree by a spear blade, while the Kaiyou longsword lay nearby, his fate unknown.

Onikidoji slowly drew his samurai sword from his waist and approached Fujino Seiran: "Be glad, you stray dog, that you can die by my blade. Your soul can rest in peace."

Fujino Seiran tried to raise his hand, but the heavy blade of the gun pinned him to the spot. With the slightest effort, tears and blood gushed from his throat.

He was filled with resentment.

"I should have practiced my swordsmanship more!!"

Mo Lan, who became a player later than him, could solo the Oni-Child Hanzo, but he couldn't even defeat Oni-Kagedoji.

Just then, Oni-kyoji raised his knife and brought it down.

""untie".

""

An invisible slash flew in, causing Onikidoji's katana to snap in mid-air.

"Huh?!" Kijirodoji exclaimed in surprise.

Whoosh! !

"Watch out!" a samurai shouted, but it was too late.

Dozens of invisible slashes slaughtered the warriors in the camp like cutting vegetables, leaving the ground covered in blood and heads!

"A thousand households!"

"Lord Chiju has arrived!"

The Imperial Guards were overjoyed.

Seeing this, the three seriously injured Ji Yunting finally felt relieved.

Fujino Seiran paused slightly, then twitched the corner of her mouth and muttered, "So slow..."

The visitor was none other than Mo Lan.

He jumped down from the wall, letting out a long sigh of relief: "Sorry."

"We're really late."

Mo Lan hadn't expected the plot to progress so quickly. He had only been gone for a short while when he quickly grabbed a prop.

Well, Date Munehide completely turned the world upside down.

However, thinking back on it, it seems that the influence of the Longevity Cave Heaven also played a role, as the flow of time in that place was obviously slower.

However, for now, Mo Lan still needs to deal with the mess at hand before she has time to go back and continue her exploration.

"Are you the commander of the Imperial Guard from the Ming Dynasty?"

Kijirodoji frowned slightly as he looked at the broken katana in his hand, then turned to look at Mo Lan, who was dressed in a flying fish robe.

Mo Lan put one hand on her waist and did not answer his question. Instead, she looked around to check on the injuries of her men.

Answer me.

The Ghost Punishment Temple is cold and desolate.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan slowly turned her head, her blue eyes staring straight at him: "Twelve of my men are dead."

Ok?

Before Gui Xingdao Temple could even wonder what was going on, Mo Lan had already flashed in front of him, a pitch-black dagger thrust straight into his face.

"When?!"

Despite his best efforts to dodge, Gui Xingdaoji still managed to cut a bloody gash on one side of his shoulder by the incredibly sharp dagger.

He hastily took a step back, clutching the wound on his shoulder, his mind reeling with disbelief: "That dagger...it directly destroyed my internal energy defense?"

The path practiced at Guixingdao Temple is a completely different one from that of sorcerers—the path of true qi. It was introduced to Japan along with magic arts during the Sui and Tang dynasties and is the preferred cultivation method for all samurai.

"You reacted pretty quickly."

Mo Lan tossed the dagger in her hand.

"court death....!"

Enraged by his contemptuous tone, Onikidoji raised his hand, pulled out the spear blade from Fujino Seiran's body, and lunged at Mo Lan.

Mo Lan slightly turned his body, and the gun blade grazed his shoulder, the terrifying force causing the ground to crack inch by inch.

"But the speed isn't good enough."

Mo Lan pressed one hand against Gui Xingdao Temple's chest.

""eight"."

The slash, delivered at point-blank range, instantly severed the armor on Onikidoji's body.

The moment Gui Xingdao Temple was touched by Mo Lan, he chose to retreat with a tremor, but two bloody wounds were still cut into his chest.

"As expected of someone who trains in physical constitution, their physical defense is indeed high."

Mo Lan made a mental comment.

Compared to him, Onikidoji was shocked.

This completely undefendable slash made him wary.

Fortunately, judging from Mo Lan's movements, the opponent should need to touch her in order to directly apply the slash to her.

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