Mount Riguang, which had Dongzhao Palace, Erhuang Mountain Shrine, and Lunwang Temple.
It was still a long time before Hongye, but it was a tourist spot after all, so there were still many visitors.
Although it was not as crowded as before, there were still many tourists on the road. Some were traveling alone, some were family members, and even tourists from abroad.
"Have we arrived?"
Eight-cloud Ink, who was standing at the bottom of Omotesentō Road, looked up at the beautiful Mount Riguang in front of him.
In front of the gate of Dongzhao Palace, which was surrounded by cedar trees on both sides, a torii could be seen.
Dongzhao Palace was right after the torii, Mount Riguang and Lunwang Temple were on the right, and Erhuang Mountain Shrine was on the left.
"My king, are you really not going to think about it?"
Wanli Youli held his sister, Wanli Guguang, and looked at Eight-cloud Ink with hesitation.
Although he tried to persuade Eight-cloud Ink, it was useless.
"Wanli Youli, do you know? China's King of Wuxia has always wanted to kill the disobedient god sealed in the West Heaven Palace. In order to kill this god, Luo Cuilian must first release his seal, which may cause more trouble. Instead of that, why don't you let me solve it directly? Isn't it better to get it done once and for all? "
Wanli Youli, who was temporarily persuaded by Eight-cloud Ink with such a reason, could only helplessly bring his sister here.
Wanli Guguang, who was held by Wanli Youli, hid behind her sister and looked at Eight-cloud Ink curiously.
[The king that sister serves seems to be easy to get along with. He is so beautiful …]
In the little girl's heart, no one knew what she was thinking.
In fact, Wanli Guguang was not against coming to the shrine of the Nine Dharma Mizuka Family to be a witch.
But if the premise was that she could never leave, the uneasiness of being away from her family would take over.
"My king, don't you need me to arrange accommodation for today?"
Lily Yana, who had been standing respectfully behind Eight-cloud Ink, asked in a low voice.
"No need, things can be solved today, and we can go back by then —"
In fact, Eight-cloud Ink wasn't finished.
Everything had been resolved. That meant that other than the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, the matter of Youshi had been resolved.
Once that was the case, it was time for Eight-cloud Ink to leave — because the Builder Tree's erosion of this world had basically been completed.
Athena and Little Woban, who had come with him, stood at the back like obedient children, not saying a word.
However, both man and god were using their own methods to observe the divine mountain before them.
Nikkawa Tōkyō Gū was a spiritual temple built to worship the deified Tokugawa Ieyasu — Tōkyō Taishō.
This shrine was very luxurious because people often came here to study and travel.
After passing through the five-story pagoda, he ascended the staircase that led to the sky and passed through the torii.
After passing through the Yin Yang Gate, the group finally entered the Worship Hall.
On the way, Wanli Guguang suddenly pointed to the side of the road and said, "Why is there a stable here?"
"This is the Divine Stable … the building that Eastern Illumination Palace is most fated with the Divine Sovereign."
Wanli Gu Youli replied.
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the stable, and a word flashed through his mind: Horse Protector.
"Look. There are monkeys there, big brother! "
Wanli Guguang pointed to the side of the building in high spirits.
Big brother was how Wanli Guguang addressed Eight-cloud Ink.
At first, Wanli Gu Youli wanted to correct his sister's slightly rude address, but under Little Guang's insistence, he gave up when he saw that Eight-cloud Ink did not object.
Looking in the direction that Wanli Gu Youli pointed to, all he saw were reliefs of monkeys.
"Hehe — Ouch!!"
Little Woban had just let out a strange laugh when Eight-cloud Ink hit him on the head with a karate chop.
"Junior! What are you doing? "
Holding his head, little Woban tried to raise his head and stared at Eight-cloud Ink with wide eyes, hoping to make himself look more dignified.
"Kids are funny, don't make strange sounds there."
"You're too rude, junior! No matter what, I'm an old man … "
"Old man?"
Wanli Guguang, who had been curious about little Woban and Athena, blinked her big shining eyes and looked over.
The girl in front of her, who looked younger than her, called her an old man …
"Pfff — Pfff —"
Wanli Gu Youli and Lily Yana used a lot of effort to not laugh out loud.
However, a little loli who tried so hard to make herself look dignified and kept emphasizing that she was an old man … The contrast was too great.
Everyone continued forward, and Eight-cloud Ink soon noticed that there was a barrier in front of them, and there was not a single tourist around.
"King, there is a barrier here to disperse idlers."
Wanli Gu Youli explained, then took out a talisman.
Youli took the talisman and entered the vast forest behind the Divine Stable, and everyone followed.
This was the middle area between the Erhuang Mountain Shrine and the Dongzhao Palace.
After walking around the forest a few times, they finally arrived in front of an ancient shrine.
"Welcome, we've been waiting for a long time."
The one who came out to greet them was the young master of the Jiufa Tsukasa family, Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko.
Wearing a clerical outfit, Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko bowed deeply as soon as he saw Eight-cloud Ink.
The reason he was waiting here personally was because of Eight Cloud Ink's arrival.
After receiving the notice from the History Compilation Committee, Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko was surprised, but he still greeted Eight-cloud Ink with the greatest courtesy.
Standing behind Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko was Kaneji Winter Horse.
"The Jiufa Tsukasa Shrine is very honored to have our King here. Soon, the door of the shrine will open, and the Divine Lord will meet you. Please wait a little longer. "
Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko said respectfully.
Meeting the Divine Lord was the purpose of Eight-cloud Ink informing the History Compilation Committee and the Jiufa Tsukasa Family.
Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko did not want Eight-cloud Ink to come, as he knew that it was not a good thing for them to meet the God of Disobedience.
The reason why the Jiufa Tsukasa Family wanted Wanli Guguang to be the Witch Yuan was that they hoped that Wanli Guguang's ability could make use of Monarch Ape's power to a certain extent.
If the God of Disobedience was killed by Eight-cloud Ink, they could not count on anything.
But they had no choice.
For some reason, Wanli Guguang confirmed the identity of Eight-cloud Ink's King in his report to the History Compilation Committee.
Therefore, the magic societies in Japan still thought that Eight-cloud Ink was Campione.
But even if it was not, what could they do? Eight-cloud Ink's victory over Luo Cuilian was undeniable, and they could not resist.
Seeing the reluctance hidden under Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko's respectful appearance, Eight-cloud Ink raised its eyebrows.
Now that he was here, no matter what happened next, the Great Sage Equalling Heavens would no longer be sealed.
Therefore, the Jiufa Tsukasa Family would undoubtedly suffer a great loss.
"You don't seem to be willing?"
"I dare not!"
Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko bowed even lower.
It was not that he dared not, but that he could not.
Eight-cloud Ink shook its head and suddenly stretched out its hand.
Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko was horrified to find that his body was uncontrollably sucked to Eight-cloud Ink by an irresistible force.
Then, he knelt down involuntarily, and Eight-cloud Ink's right hand patted his forehead.
"King!!!"
Manitou Youli and Kanji Tokuma exclaimed, thinking that Eight-cloud Ink was angry at Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko's attitude and was going to kill him.
The two were about to step forward to stop it, but they were stopped by Ikaros.
Ikaros's eyes turned into the bright yellow color of war. She stared at the two without any emotion, and her pink wings slightly opened to block their way.
Little Worban and Athena looked like they were waiting for a good show.
Lily and Yana wanted to persuade, but in the end, they sighed with disappointment on their faces.
Not long after, Eight-cloud Ink let go of its hand.
Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko stood up in a daze, the young man's handsome face was constantly changing.
Finally, he looked at Eight-cloud Ink with sparkling eyes, and once again, he bowed sincerely.
"Thank you, King, for your gift!"
"It's not a gift, it's just some useless tricks. Consider it your reward for doing this. The great Yakumo family does not owe anyone favors."
Eight-cloud Ink waved its sleeve.
"Lead the way."
"Yes, King!"
This time, Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko was full of enthusiasm as he walked in front.
"Please follow me."
"King … Just now, you …?"
Wanli Gu Youli looked at Eight-cloud Ink in confusion, as if he and the others had misunderstood something.
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Miko-san, amused. "What did you think I was going to do? Was I going to bleed in anger? I just taught him some spell techniques, consider it his reward for doing this. "
"I, I'm sorry, King!"
Wanli Gu Youli bowed deeply, his face flushed red with shame.
"Please punish me as you wish, King!"
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about these useless things. Let's go."
After that, Eight-cloud Ink stepped into the temple.
What he taught Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko was just some ordinary spells from Patrice's library and the 103,000 grimoires in Yindix's brain.
For Eight-cloud Ink, Warlocks were useless, but for Jiufa Tsukasa Ganhiko, they were more valuable than the illusory divine power of the Ape Monarch.
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