I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Kami Nagi Rin continued, "I have already mastered half of the White Tiger training. I will be able to learn it in a month or two."

"Where's Komori?"

Shiraishi turned to Jun Komori who was carrying dumplings.

"I have been cultivating my spleen recently, and the flames of the inner demon have become somewhat as heavy as the earth."

She reports on her progress.

When the Five Internal Organs Evil Refining Method reaches the fourth stage, it is no longer simply about refining the mind, but starting the cycle of the five elements with the mind.

Fire produces earth, earth produces metal, metal produces water, water produces wood, and wood produces fire. If you continue to refine them in this order, you will reach the eighth level, and then the ninth level where the five elements are united.

That is a theoretical realm. How to reach it specifically requires Jun Komori to figure out on his own.

It’s hard to say about Bai Shi either.

Many things in spiritual practice can only be understood but not expressed in words.

"Yes, I will test your strength tomorrow."

"Feel free to come over here!"

Guilongyuan Meiya crossed her arms across her chest, as if she was the one testing her strength, "Why don't we start now?"

"I'm a little tired from the flight."

Bai Shi's procrastination kicked in and he rejected her request, "You guys go up and have a good rest. I'll train you hard tomorrow!"

"Oh!"

Guilongyuan Meiya nodded heavily, stood up and walked upstairs.

Rin Kaminagi stood up from the stool and said softly, "Good night, Shiraishi-kun."

"Good night."

Shiraishi responded with a smile, picking up a dumpling that was obviously swollen and cracked with chopsticks.

This is definitely made by Guilongyuan. The portion is generous, but the packaging is ugly.

He took a bite and found the meat filling tasted good. The dumpling wrapper was bought from the supermarket and was just the right thinness.

……

after a few days.

Shiraishi returned to his previous decadent life.

Apart from the first day when he accompanied three people in training, he spent the rest of the days lying in the corridor, like a salted fish basking in the warm sun.

He always wore black and white panda pajamas and never left the mansion, so he didn't need to change into formal clothes.

Lying on the lazy sofa, kicking the ball from time to time to amuse Caesar.

Fingers are flipping through the web pages.

Regarding the issue of transplanting trees, he is still hesitant, should he do it?

Transplanting trees can make the scenery more beautiful, but the scenery of the previous shrine has been lost, and there is a sense of guilt for cruelly abandoning the past shrine.

Come to think of it, the scenery now is actually quite nice. All the leaves that should have fallen have remained, showing the beauty of the withering of all things.

Shiraishi rubbed his fingers on the order confirmation and sighed, "Forget it, I'm so conflicted, so I won't change it. It's good like this now."

It’s still a question of what kind of plane you want to buy, a passenger plane or a helicopter?

Bai Shi fell into new thoughts, and the barrier began to fluctuate.

Someone came up the steps.

This spiritual pressure reaction... He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that it was somewhat familiar, yet strange. Has he encountered this before?

"Master, do you need me to solve it?"

The lamp god who was blocking the sunlight for Guilongyuan shouted.

"No need, you step back."

Bai Shi waved his hand and asked it to leave, so that no one would see that evil spirits were being kept here and would have to waste time explaining it.

The genie turned into a wisp of smoke and entered the withered trees.

Kiryuin Meisai stopped beating the wooden man and said with sweat on her forehead, "Shiraishi-kun, who's here?"

"I don't know."

Bai Shi shook his head and could only assure that the other party had no ill intentions, his eyes looking in the direction of this palace.

The autumn sun was shining quietly on the ground, and a not very tall old man was walking towards the main hall.

His short silver-gray hair was combed into a single ponytail on top of his head, with his face shaved on all sides. His face was very thin, his ears were surprisingly large, and his earlobes were plump like jade beads.

The old man was wearing a kimono that looked a bit old, with a knife hanging around his waist and straw sandals on his feet.

"Who are you?" Guilongyuan Misaya stepped forward to stop him.

"Yohoho~"

The old man stopped and stroked his goatee, saying, "You are really an extraordinary girl. You have the eyes of a strong man who can see through life and death."

"What? You're a good person."

Guilongyuan Meiya turned her head and said to Bai Shi, who was lying on the corridor petting a tiger, "Sir, he is not a bad person."

"Keep practicing and don't be lazy."

Bai Shi told her to hit the wooden man, and glanced at the old man, "Mr. Shen Gu, long time no see, you look much stronger.

This world has no room for you anymore."

"Yohoho, you are really harsh with your words."

Kamiya Xinming, who was known as the Sword Saint, strode forward and sat casually on the corridor. "If this world can accommodate you, how can it not accommodate me?"

Bai Shi changed from lying on his side to sitting upright, patted Caesar's tiger head, and asked it to leave the corridor, "Do you want to compete with me this time?"

There was no pressure at all, just a simple sentence, which made Kamiya Xinming recall the overwhelming battle.

No, that couldn't be called a battle.

"Sooner or later I will fight you again, in a battle that can really be called a battle."

Kamiya Xinming said, shaking his head: "Not now, I returned to Tokyo this time to find another person for a decisive battle."

Hearing this, Bai Shi leaned back on the lazy sofa and asked, "Who?"

“Qianjia Zhenxiong, I heard that he has been stuck in the seventh realm for a long time. I believe he would be happy to fight with me.

The winner breaks through, the loser dies."

Kamiya Xinming said this and explained the purpose of his visit, "I am just passing by and came to visit you to see if I can capture your Dharma thoughts."

"As expected, Yohoho, with you as a signpost ahead, the long days ahead won't be boring."

"Yeah, would you like a cup of tea?"

"No need. Goodbye."

Kamiya Xinming waved his hand, stood up from the corridor and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Guilongyuan Meiya couldn't see the back of the person, so she turned her head and asked, "Shiraishi-kun, what is that old man doing here?"

“He wants to see the limits of the world.”

Bai Shi replied.

"?!What's the meaning?"

"It means exactly what it says. He wants to know if the shackles can be broken through from the outside, and then he risks his life to give it a try."

Shiraishi stroked his chin with his hand.

By the way, who is Qianjia Zhenxiong?

"Oh," Guilongyuan Meiya nodded and continued to beat the wooden man.

Punch after punch.

……

A few more days passed.

The weather in mid-October has become a bit cooler, long sleeves are no longer suitable, and an extra coat is needed.

Of course, Bai Shi's set of panda plush pajamas for home is enough to cope with the three seasons of spring, autumn and winter.

He got up from the beanbag and wanted to go to the restaurant for lunch.

Kiryuin Misae, who had just finished her training, ran over, her wheat-colored skin shining with sweat.

"Shiraishi-kun, I think I've gotten the hang of it. Please practice with me this afternoon~"

"Row."

Bai Shi agreed immediately.

"Hehe, I promise you will be surprised this time. That's a brilliant idea I just came up with!"

Guilongyuan Misaya answered proudly.

Seeing that proud little expression, Bai Shi couldn't help but raised his hand, pinched his nose and shook it, "How many times has this been a brilliant idea?"

"Ouch."

Guilongyuan Meiya opened her mouth and blew a breath into his hand, saying: "This time it's real, if you don't let go of my nose, I'm going to bite you!"

"Haha." Bai Shi smiled and was about to speak when the phone in his left hand suddenly dinged.

Guilongyuan Meiya came forward curiously and asked, "Is it an order?"

Pah, he slapped her head. Bai Shi first looked at the screen and found that it was a notification from Shou Ling, so he did not stop Gui Longyuan Misae from peeking at the screen.

"On October 18th, each shrine will hold a Shinto League Conference at Fushimi Inari Taisha to elect a new leader."

Guilongyuan Meiya read out the notice and said with a puzzled look on her face: "Alliance leader... ah, I remember there was an election last year, didn't we?"

"Yeah, who was it?"

Shiraishi scratched his head, but couldn't remember. He strode towards the restaurant and asked, "Kannagi, do you remember who the leader of the Shinto Conference is?"

"Chieka Masao, the chief priest of Izumo Taisha Shrine."

Kaminagi Rin replied immediately, wondering, "Why are you asking this?"

"He should be dead. The Shinto Alliance invites the Shinto leaders to gather at Fushimi Inari Taisha to elect a new leader."

Bai Shi scratched his head and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"I want to!" Kaminagi Rin and Kiryuin Misae rarely reached an agreement.

One wants fame, the other just wants to fight.

"Then let's go take a look."

Shiraishi nodded, started to register, and submitted his form to attend the conference.

ps: Thanks to altelily for the reward.

Chapter 232: Lao Liu Can't Convince the People

Unlike the last Shinto Conference that caused a lot of controversy, this Shinto Alliance Conference was unusually low-key and did not attract any attention on the Internet.

Only a few bloggers from the Extraordinary Channel said a few words, but not many people read them.

Is Qianjia Zhenxiong alive or dead?

There is no clear news, but there is news on the Internet that the chief priest of Izumo Taisha Shrine has changed his name, which seems to verify the truth that the bigger the matter, the smaller the noise.

Bai Shi couldn't get any information online, nor did he ask anyone. Instead, he focused on watching videos and learning how to fly a helicopter.

After careful consideration, he still did not buy a passenger plane, but chose the S76C++ luxury business helicopter, which is 16 meters long and has a maximum speed of 285 kilometers per hour.

The luxurious interior and scientific layout make the cabin space very large, which is no different from living at home.

The exterior is red and white.