The Warrior of Love

Although they are called "human beings", they are not pure.

According to the other party himself, he was cursed with immortality and had lived for more than two hundred years.

He didn't know the source of the immortal curse, but the monks in this Zen temple had tried every means to study the secret of the immortal curse and conducted a large number of human experiments. He was one of the products of the immortal experiments.

Later, the temple and the entire city were destroyed. He hid away in a daze, and when he came out again, he was alone.

Because of the curse of immortality, his body became inhuman and extremely ugly, but in a sense it was extremely "healthy" and could survive even in a very harsh environment. He just stayed here, farming and cleaning the yard every day, and then chanting sutras for the souls of the victims who died that year.

Although he had been treated very harshly, he surprisingly had no resentment and was very satisfied with his current solitary and secluded life.

Originally, his curse of immortality did not mean eternal life. It would automatically weaken after a hundred years or so, and one day he would turn into rotten soil. But recently, for some reason, the curse in his body suddenly became active, and it seemed that he would have no problem living another hundred or two hundred years, which troubled him greatly.

Just at this time, Feng and three others came here. He saw humans again after many years.

——This guy's language ability is terrible, and it took Feng and the others a lot of effort to figure out what he wanted to express.

However, this person unexpectedly could read, which made it not so difficult for them to communicate.

Knowing that Feng and the others were here to investigate the source of the undead curse, the monk couldn't help.

He was reluctant to leave the vicinity of the temple, but was still happy to help them and tempered the Sun Wheel Swords of Feng and the other three.

This is a byproduct obtained by the Zen monks in the process of researching the curse of immortality, a substance that can "suppress immortality".

The method of how to use this material to forge weapons has been lost, and this person does not know it, but a certain amount of this material is preserved in the Zen temple. Simply applying it on the blade and quenching it to form a coating can also kill those monsters.

After that, Feng and the other two left the temple. With the tempered Sun Wheel Sword, it became quite easy to kill monsters, and they also had more confidence in dealing with the source of the curse.

Although they had also sent a message to the outside world, to be honest, they didn't expect too much. After all, these monsters were not evil spirits, and it would be useless even if the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps came. And the remaining undead matter was limited, and at most two more quenchings would use it up.

Therefore, only those at the "Pillar" level are useful, but they cannot be found for the time being. The only possible fighting force is Tomioka Giyuu on the periphery.

"what is this?"

"Is it a living thing?"

"so big."

The three of them stopped in the valley and looked at something with amazement.

Even though they were knowledgeable swordsmen who had slain countless evil spirits, they had never seen anything so beyond common sense.

"This... must be more than a hundred meters long, right?"

In front of them was a snake skeleton that was countless lengths long, with not a single piece of skin or flesh left.

Now it is lying across the stream, right at the place where the river has changed its course, and it looks like the water flow has been cut off!

It definitely can't be an ordinary animal, but to say it is a cursed monster... it doesn't seem like it. Although those wild beasts with white hair will also grow in size, it's not this exaggerated.

"Is this the source of the curse?"

"It doesn't feel right. There's no strange smell like those monsters."

Feng frowned slightly: "Maybe it's a mountain god or something like that...these bones are so well preserved."

"There is a wound in the middle of the skull." Kanao said calmly. She was even calmer than the two elders and pointed out the key point immediately.

“It’s actually a knife wound!”

After checking, Shinobu Kocho was shocked: "Was this snake killed by humans?"

"Hey, hey, was he killed by someone? It couldn't be one of those legendary figures from the Heian period, right? No matter how you look at it, this is too exaggerated... Well, it's not impossible, right?"

Feng thought of his husband...apprentice. If it was a human who was even more monstrous than a monster, he could indeed do such a thing.

"It's really something to be admired... The person who killed this giant snake must be a very great warrior."

The red-haired female ninja said this with emotion, paying tribute to the warrior on the other side of time and space.

"Cherry blossoms……"

Kanao suddenly spoke up, attracting the attention of both men.

Shinobu Kocho looked up at the water and saw pink cherry blossom petals beginning to float down from upstream, dyeing the entire river surface in cherry color, which looked very beautiful.

However, the three people's mood did not improve at all when they saw this scene - it was not the season for cherry blossoms to bloom.

"Swim upstream, there must be something there!"

Chapter 676: The Sleeping Dragon

Walking upstream along the river, although the terrain was dangerous, it was not a problem for the agile Feng and her companions. On the contrary, the monsters they encountered along the way caused them a lot of trouble.

These monsters cursed with undeath were originally supposed to be just ordinary wild animals, but now they have grown white fur and have become much stronger in size and aggressiveness. Fortunately, they have no intelligence and can only be a nuisance to a battle-hardened swordsman, but not a matter of life or death.

In addition to these mutated beasts, they also saw many rather strange creatures.

For example, a huge carp, an unknown tree with twisted branches, an abandoned village with no one in it...

This place has been abandoned for more than two hundred years. Not only is there no one living in the village, but even the ruins of the burned city are deserted. The only person seen from beginning to end was the old monk.

If a normal person stayed in such a haunted place for a long time, he would definitely go crazy. However, the old monk was dull and slow, and seemed to have some mental problems. His simple and pure soul was very suitable for such a place far away from the world.

The source of this stream flowing with cherry blossoms seemed to be on the mountain. Feng and the other two went up all the way, and after crossing one pass after another, they entered a flat highland, where there was actually a palace!

The stream runs right through the palace, and it is not known whether it was designed that way when it was built or whether the stream was later changed.

Although it looks like no one has lived there for a long time, it is much better preserved than the previous Zen temple.

After searching inside, we discovered that this place was very much like the residence of an ancient noble or daimyo. The layout was very grand and gorgeous. Even though it had decayed, one could still vaguely see how prosperous it once was.

"Feng, Kanao, look."

Standing in front of a folding screen, there was a hint of surprise in Shinobu Kocho's eyes.

It was a dusty screen, but the movements of the figures were still clearly visible. On it was a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, showing her graceful body among the clouds and mist, holding a slender long sword in her hand.

This screen is not a single one, there are six other screens connected to it, on which are depicted the same woman wielding a sword in different postures.

Kanao looked at it carefully for a few seconds: "Dance? Kendo?"

"As expected, Kanao also noticed it."

Shinobu Kocho's tone was filled with unconcealed admiration: "Although it looks like dancing, this is undoubtedly an extremely beautiful sword technique... The model of this screen must be a noble and powerful woman."

Feng also came over and looked at it curiously: "Huh?"

"what happened?"

"Nothing... I just think this screen is well preserved."

Seeing that there were no monsters in the palace and that the source of the undead curse seemed to be farther away, the three left the palace and continued to head upstream of the stream.

But when he left, Feng turned his head back inadvertently, his eyes deeply fixed on the screens.

This move...is it just a coincidence?

But this is too similar... No, no, it must be a coincidence. After all, if it is true, it is too ridiculous.

A sword that cuts through lightning?

How can it be!

That was natural lightning, not an illusion created by the Thunder Breathing Technique.

It’s not the Heian period where bragging is not taxable!

As they got closer to the top of the mountain, a cloyingly sweet smell gradually filled the air. The three of them became alert, and Feng also temporarily collected his thoughts and focused on the next exploration.

Following the stream upwards, it felt like the water was flowing down from the top of the mountain, and since some time ago, a faint mist lingered around the three of them.

As they went deeper, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the sweet scent made people frown secretly. The experienced female swordsmen immediately noticed the abnormality.

There seems to be a mysterious magic here that makes people in the fog relax. Their five senses begin to become dull, and the whole person feels a little lazy, as if they have just woken up from a deep sleep.

"It could be a natural hallucinogen."

As an expert in this field, Shinobu Kocho certainly knows that some plants can emit aromas with hallucinogenic effects.

In addition, there are many incredible places where there is clearly nothing, but people will have hallucinations as if there are invisible ghosts.

Shinobu Kocho thinks this place should be a similar place, and the reason for its formation may be the source of the immortal curse. "

"Feng, Kanao, hold this in your mouth."

Shinobu Kocho gave two pills to her companions: "It's a little bitter, don't swallow it, it will upset your stomach."

Feng took the pill and suddenly felt saliva in his mouth. A bitter feeling went from the root of his tongue to the back of his head. He immediately felt clear-headed and the fatigue in his body was driven away a lot.

"Put your hands on the sword. From now on, you may encounter an enemy at any time."

Feng gave a reminder and took the lead to walk into the depths of the fog. The slippery mountain path could not stop her. Her light and agile figure walked towards the top unwaveringly.

At a certain moment, after walking for dozens of meters without seeing any steep slopes, he realized that he had finally reached the high ground on the top of the mountain. The sweet smell in the air was extremely strong. Feng calmed down and looked around.

However, in the thick fog, I could only see about 20 to 30 meters away, and there was no one else except the two companions around me.

"Ok?"

call--

At this time, a strong wind blew up. The three of them raised their hands to cover their faces. They only felt gusts of wind passing by their ears, and the humid air was blown away along with the thick fog.

After a long time, Feng slowly opened his eyes, turned around as if he had realized something, and looked into the distance.

"Uh..." This glance shocked Feng, and Shinobu Kocho and Kanao had the same reaction.

At the edge of the high ground, there stood a gigantic cherry tree that was at least a hundred meters long, with its gnarled branches stretching out in all directions. Tens of thousands of cherry blossoms were in full bloom on the branches, looking as brilliant as if they were burning!

However, what shocked them was not only the cherry trees, but also the unknown creatures in white that coiled around the thick trunks like giant snakes under the protection of the tree canopy.

The silver mane fluttered in the wind, and the monster remained motionless, as if it had lost its life, just entwining the tree.

The blooming cherry blossoms and the corpse-like monsters combined together create a strange beauty.

This white dragon... let's just think of it as a dragon. It seems to have merged with the tree and looks quite strange.

It was at this time that the young man with black hair and golden eyes chased the teacher all the way to the foot of the mountain.

After meeting the former swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps and Giyu Tomioka, and learning that Torindou Feng had already entered the mountains, the boy chose to enter the mountains without hesitation.

Chapter 677: Return of the Sakura Dragon

"A white...dragon?"

Kanao, who always had a blank expression, also became moved: "Is he dead?"

"This thing is more shocking than a ghost... Could it be that all those ancient legends are true?" Shinobu Kocho murmured.

Only Feng managed to remain calm, his eyes sweeping over Bai Long's body and the huge cherry tree.

Then we saw that the tail of the white dragon's body seemed to have merged with the tree trunk, and then sank into the soil.

"It seems that the roots of this cherry tree are connected to the dragon corpse, and it draws nutrients from the dragon corpse... That's why it has such an amazing size."

“This is already the source of the river.”

Gazing from afar, Butterfly Shinobu saw only the high ground on the top of the mountain was sparkling everywhere, like a large body of water, but the depth was not that great, and she could even clearly see the bottom of the water covered with fine sand and gravel. The female swordsman tried to walk a distance inside, but it was only up to her calf.

On the ripples blown by the breeze, pink cherry blossoms drift with the water. From time to time, new petals fall from the trees and dot the water. The clear cherry blossom stream reflects the sky at dusk, and the scenery is like a dream.

"It seems that this dragon corpse is indeed the source of all curses."

Shinobu Kocho tried to deduce, "This dragon and that white snake are mountain gods or something like that. After they were killed, the remaining resentment created the curse of immortality? Or, to put it in today's terms... germs grew from their rotten corpses?

Then the water source was polluted, and the wild animals that drank the water were infected with an unknown disease and turned into mad monsters, just like the unfortunate cartographer.

This is probably the most reasonable explanation.”

"Maybe. But no matter what, this dragon corpse is definitely related to the Undead Curse. And this tree... It feels very strange to me. It should not be a good thing."

Feng finally asserted: "Burn it!"

"How do we burn it? Do you have anything to start the fire?"

Shinobu Kocho spread her hands and shook her head: "I don't have any anyway."

Feng couldn't help but frown, but after looking at the surroundings, he relaxed again.

In fact, looking at this piece of water, the cherry tree is a living wood, not a dry and rotten wood. Even if you bring something to start a fire, it will probably be useless.

For this hundred-meter-long behemoth, it was useless to chop it with knives or axes, and the three men were unable to get rid of it by conventional means.