Ask The Dao

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"Master of Killing Workshop?"

Musashi Izumi sat with a solemn face, looking at the rising white mist of the tea cup, falling into contemplation.

"The master can't simply say whether he is a good person or a bad person. He is just very paranoid. Even if a thousand people say something wrong, he will firmly complete it!"

"According to Master Master, our line originated from the mainland and belongs to the Taoist heritage. When he was 30 years old, he had already surpassed Master Qi Daozhai in cultivation and refining techniques..."

"The art of refining in this school is extensive and profound, but it is a pity that most of it has escaped after being passed to the country of Izumo. The master has always had a wish to go to the mainland and collect all the inheritance. He is obsessed with refining, especially the blood sacrifice refining in it. The method of the device, gradually, becomes intolerable by the world..."

The method of blood sacrifice was originally biased towards the devil's way, which was very fierce and cruel.

Sometimes in order to refine a magic weapon, it is even necessary to brutally kill ten people and dozens of people, properly destroying stability and harmony.

Duan Yu heard this, but he thought to himself that 80% of the Qi Daozhai line was a scum in the middle-earth sect, and he was designated as an evil demon, otherwise he would not be suppressed and moved overseas.

Izumori Musashi continued: "Master is actually not bad in nature, just to pursue his wishes... Later, when he met me, he handed over all the inheritance to me, and created a ghost cutting knife embryo, and he went up without hesitation. Ships on the mainland..."

"That's it..." Duan Yu nodded after hearing it, "Then what is the use of the left-over formation you mentioned?"

"This thing is left by the masters and craftsmen. It is said to be a sacrificial formation. It may be helpful to you!"

Izumi Musashi nodded, went to the cubicle, came out holding a box before long, and opened it slowly: "Look!"

On an unknown white animal skin, many patterns are drawn with vermilion lines, layered on top of each other, which is very complicated.

But Duan Yu had a superb vision, but he recognized a few places, and traces could be found on the ghost cut.

"Sacrificial Array? So that's it..."

After he checked it, he thought about it in his mind: "If you can fully understand this, quality can't be supplemented by quantity, it would be a way!"

Although Guiqie needed high-quality flesh and blood and soul, Duan Yu didn't want to become the great demon of the spiritual world, and immediately hit the sea with his idea.

After all, no matter what the size of the whale is, it is incredible for the mainland.

If you can grab a blood sacrifice one by one, even if you lose a lot of transformation, it should be no worse than a few souls.

After accepting the drawings, Duan Yu was very satisfied. Looking at Musashi Izumi, he suddenly felt a thought: "Musashi Izumi, would you like to work in my house? Although I still don’t know what to do, I can guarantee that I will give you at least one in the future. Sengoku's safety! In addition, Guiqie can also allow you to observe and learn from time to time..."

For a territory, life occupations such as blacksmiths, tailors, and physicians are also indispensable. Wouldn't it be great if you could abduct a master casting master? Can also teach many apprentices.

What Duan Yu didn't know was that the lord of the feudal lord had asked Musashi Izumi to be an official. But it was rejected.

"Legal?"

Musashi Izumi's eyes condensed, looking at the ghost, suddenly gritted his teeth and hit the ground with his head: "If the lord is still willing to do something for me, I will follow the lord to the death!"

"What's the matter, talk about it!"

Duan Yu was sitting in danger, knowing it wouldn't be that simple.

Guiche is just a stepping stone, and it is not easy to truly conquer such talents.

"Ha..." Without raising his head, Izumi Musashi said in a low but clear voice: "My lord, please ask for Fujiwara Masaki for me!"

"Fujiwara Masaki? The contemporary Fujiwara Patriarch, do you have enemies with him?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Duan Yu's mouth.

"Exactly!" Izumi Musashi once again grabbed the ground.

Even though he is a famous swordsmith in Izumo, he is also a practitioner, but for such a county master, he is still like a praying man.

Therefore, the hatred can only be buried deep in my heart.

However, the more buried, the more unforgettable and unforgettable.

"I understand, I must get the first rank of Fujiwara Masaki for you!" Duan Yusu agreed, without asking what happened and why.

This is just a bargain. It makes sense to exchange the enemy's first level for loyalty. If he thinks he can do it, he will do it.

In fact, in his plan, the Fujiwara family chieftain was the damned person.

Speaking of which, this person is in Kyoto!

This is also a system that has been vigorously promoted since the Regency of the Hei clan, ordering the feudal lords to visit Kyoto every year as hostages and a way to consume their human, material and financial resources.

It's just that the feudal lord is absent from the feudal clan for a long time, and the family business is in danger of being emptied.

"In terms of speaking, the Ping family and the Fujiwara family are rivals, one in the west and the other in the east, but these two generations of house governors are very interesting."

After walking out of the bamboo forest, Duan Yu was still thinking silently: "Pingyuan is old and hot, but his successor son is not so good. Izumo country is completely in troubled times in the hands of this person, while Fujiwara Masaki has been mediocre all his life, but his son is a man. A character who incited the Izumo royal family to rebel, gained righteousness, and raised troops outrageously..."

At this time, however, the contradiction intensified for a while, and it will eventually compromise until it erupts more than ten years later.

But this is not in the interests of Duan Yu at all, so he must intervene.

"What if the Fujiwara clan discovers that their governor died in Kyoto?" Duan Yu touched his chin: "For them, it is a burden, and there is an excellent excuse, right? It is said that the power of the feudal clan has long been cleared. The son of Yuande is in control, and it can be seen from this attack that he has no scruples at all."

"Wait a minute, according to the thinking and customs of the people of Izumo, maybe this Fujiwara Masaki, who has prepared the regent, will cut his belly to thank him if he asks the crime... and Hiramori obviously saw this, so even if he caught it. How many witnesses did not act immediately?"

Duan Yu thought about it, and found that he had rode his horse to the center of Kyoto and saw a broken corner of the wall.

At this time, the Izumo royal family has been embarrassed to the extreme. Every year, the heavy snow has to freeze to death several royal partials. Compared with this, some of the maids still need to sell themselves to subsidize the family life, which is nothing at all. .

While he was pondering, he suddenly saw a commotion on the other side.

Many pedestrians gave way to a circle, and inside were two ronin warriors facing each other.

Ronin is susceptible to life and death, and it is easy for a sword to face each other for a little thing, and it is normal to have a weapon fight.

The only thing that made Duan Yu take a second look was that one of the wild warriors seemed to be good at martial arts, and was unexpectedly young, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old. His hair was messy like a bird's nest, and his face was dark and dark. The weapon in his hand is a bamboo sword.

"It's a shame to not even have a real katana!"

Opposite him is a 30-something ronin who is at the peak of his life. He is not only brave but also has a wealth of experience. It can be seen that this little ghost has a good martial arts. Keep going in circles, hoping to attack with a knife.

With the real knife in his hand, he would surely be able to cut the little devil's bamboo knife in two, and then take care of it slowly.

In fact, at the moment when both sides drew their swords just now, the wild warrior got a knife in his hand.

It's just that the bamboo knife didn't hurt him, but it made him more vigilant.

"Ihezhan?"

Duan Yu looked at the boy, and the more he looked, the more puzzled he became.

This person's swordsmanship is not trivial, he obviously has inheritance, but he is so downcast for some reason, and he has too little experience with the enemy.

If when he was drawing his sword, he would attack the opponent's vital point with Juhe Zan cruelly, even the bamboo sword could end the battle immediately.

The so-called Juhe Slash is also an alternative ‘sword drawing technique’, which aims to seize the opportunity to defeat the opponent with one stroke at a faster rate than the opponent’s draw.

If you miss a hit, you will fall into a very disadvantaged situation.

"what!"

After a few more laps, the wild warrior on the opposite side shouted and threw his sword with great power.

The young man took a step back, staggered under his feet, and had to raise a bamboo knife to fight.

Snapped!

Unsurprisingly, his bamboo knife was cut off, leaving only a wooden handle in his hand.

"Die!"

The wild samurai looked terrifying, and wanted to kill the young man on the spot.

At the critical moment, the young man didn't retreat but moved forward. He gave up and crashed into the arms of the wild warrior, wanting to use it without a sword.

It is a pity that he was weak, and he was not proficient in this trick. After a brief stalemate, he was pushed away by the samurai, his face flushed, and he was cut down.

Snapped!

This mortal knife was hit directly by a stone.

The wild warrior was startled, and immediately another stone flew up, hitting him to the ground in the center of the keyhole.

Such a sudden scene stunned the onlookers.

Duan Yu rode his horse carelessly, entered the battlefield, and came to the boy: "Your name?"

"My name is Kenbei!"

The boy raised his head, looked up at the young samurai, and answered solemnly.

"Your art of war is very good. Who did you learn it from?" Duan Yu thought for a while. He hadn't heard the name, but it was normal. The waves were scouring the sand, the dragon and the snake rose on the land. If you want to live to the end, the famous mainland requires more than just Qualification~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and luck!

"This is... I... I peeked at the dojo in the West!"

The young man lowered his head in shame.

"No wonder..."

Duan Yu didn't care: "Fisting Guard...How about you following me in the future? I will give you a salary of twelve months a month, and I can also guide your sword skills!"

"Thank you for your love..." Boxing guard pressed his forehead deeply against the ground: "I don't know if you are an adult?"

"I am not from Izumo, but I can guarantee that you will be granted the real samurai status within three years. How about?" Duan Yu knew the doubts in this person's heart and said directly.

"Promise to become a samurai..."

The surroundings suddenly exploded, and the eyes of several Ronin were red, especially the wild warrior who just woke up.

"I would like to be your servant!"

Hearing this, Kenbei did not hesitate and saluted again.