"You don't even know what you have?" The white-haired boy's smile seemed to freeze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. "This is the Killing Stone. It is the core of the demonic power left behind by the nine-tailed fox, a great demon that wreaked havoc on the human world thousands of years ago. It can fulfill the wishes of the holder and grant the holder infinite power!" "You should also experience its power!" "If you need strength, you shouldn't waste time in a place like this or practice anything. Just pray to it, and it will grant you immortality and endless power!" The white-haired boy spoke sincerely. "Can it fulfill my wish?" Lin Yuansheng asked as if he had relaxed his vigilance, playing with the Killing Stone in his palm. "of course." The white-haired boy smiled and said, "As long as you obey your deepest desires, the Killing Stone can fulfill your wishes, just like you used it to slaughter the entire Yakuza gang that day." "You even know about this?"

Lin Yuansheng lowered his eyes, his tone somewhat unfathomable. "Because my mission is to hand over the Killing Stone to its rightful owner and keep an eye on how things change." The white-haired young man said, "But please don't get me wrong, for ordinary mortals, it doesn't matter how many die." "On the contrary, I think you did a great job! You are the right host for the Killing Stone!" The white-haired boy admired sincerely. He had no respect or awe for life in his heart. Lin Yuansheng's massacre of Jidao that day made him believe that the other party had been bewitched and corrupted by the Killing Stone. just, Lin Yuansheng suddenly came to Liangshanpo to practice, and there was a mortal in Liangshanpo who made him particularly wary. The white-haired young man would not resort to such a desperate measure to lure Lin Yuansheng out. "Mr. Lin, if you need strength, the Killing Stone can also give it to you. You don't need to learn and practice from mortals." "Leave Liangshanpo, I will teach you how to use the power of the Killing Stone correctly." The white-haired boy held out his hand. "Although I am very moved, I don't even know your name. How can I trust you?" Lin Yuansheng looked straight into the boy's eyes. "Too." The white-haired boy thought for a moment and said, "My name is Sanzuhe Kazuhiro, and I am the messenger chosen by Tamamo-sama." "Master Tamamono, are you talking about Tamamonomae?" Lin Yuansheng's expression was shaken, and he was about to put the sword back into the scabbard: "Is she not dead yet?" "Tamamo-sama died naturally a thousand years ago, but her spirit still lives on in the world thanks to the power of the nine-tailed fox." Sanzuhe and Hong explained with a smile. "This is not the place to talk. Leave with me. I can tell you anything you want to know." "OK then!"

Lin Yuansheng sheathed his sword and walked slowly towards the young man. "You're right. Compared to learning martial arts, the power of the Killing Stone is more exciting—" When Lin Yuansheng was only half a body's length away from Sanzuhe Hehong. Step forward and draw your sword! The sword flashed suddenly. "Iai!" The fierce sword edge pierced through the air, carrying with it a manic air pressure. Chapter 72 I Flow "call out!" This sword stabbed into the air. It turned out that the young man who was so close to him was just an illusion, which faded and disappeared as the sword was torn apart. "Mr. Lin." Sanzuhe Kazuhiro's slightly disappointed voice came from above. Lin Yuansheng looked up and saw a white-haired boy standing on the water tower, looking down at him coldly, with a blue butterfly lingering on his fingertips. "I really like you, Lin Jun." Sanzuhe Hehong's voice became colder: "Why are you so stubborn?" "Maybe it's because I believe more in the power I have cultivated." Lin Yuansheng rose from the ground. He exploded all the energy in his body, and used all his strength as one, slashing towards the young man with a force that was strong enough to cut through gold and split stone. Sanzuhe Hehong quickly raised his hand, and hundreds of flying knives wrapped in spiritual power attacked Lin Yuansheng, forcing him to draw back his sword to defend himself. The flying knives and the swords intertwined, forming a dense and crisp sound of hammering. Take this opportunity, Sanzuhe and Hong summoned their own dark butterflies, which flew towards Lin Yuansheng in an overwhelming manner. These butterflies may seem small, but each one seems to have tremendous strength. Their wings overlapped each other, blocking Lin Yuansheng's movements and making it difficult for him to move. "If you are unable to use the power of the Killing Stone correctly, then I can only regretfully reclaim it and choose a more suitable owner." Sanzuhe Hehong walked slowly towards Lin Yuansheng, his eyes full of disappointment. But when he was about to take the Killing Stone from Lin Yuansheng's hand, he suddenly felt the air temperature rise sharply. "Fire kill!" Lin Yuansheng gripped the knife handle tightly. The flowing fire suddenly rose from the tail of the knife, swirling around the blade, forming a magnificent red flame pattern. The flames that appeared out of nowhere devoured every blue butterfly covering his body.

"impossible--" Sanzuhe Hehong was still in shock, but he saw a blazing long sword coming towards him with an eternal will. He seemed like a bug seeing Mount Tai crushing down on its head, and was filled with only fear. "Mingdie will die for you!" At the critical moment, he suddenly woke up and squeezed out a difficult spell from between his teeth. puff! The blazing sword energy suddenly split the young man in half. But the boy suddenly turned into countless blue butterflies. These butterflies flapped their wings hard in the flames, bursting with evil spirit, but they could not resist the flames evolved from the spiritual world. One by one, they turned into charcoal and fell in the night. "Lin Yuansheng!" Sanzuhe Kazuhiro's voice, filled with fatigue and hatred, echoed in the night. “What the hell!” Lin Yuansheng held up the cracked sword, a wild smile escaped from the corner of his mouth. He threw the killing stone up and down: “Whatever falls into my hands, it belongs to me.” "If you want to take it back, come here!" He concealed his mental fatigue and laughed wildly. "You can't hide in Liangshanpo forever..." Sanzuhe Hehong's voice was getting farther and farther away, with gnashing hatred: "I will make you regret it!" Lin Yuansheng leaned on his sword and waited quietly for a long time. Only after he was sure it was safe did he sheath his sword, his face showing a hint of fatigue. The Killing Stone can heal physical injuries, but it cannot heal mental exhaustion. "Sanzu River and Hiro..." He murmured the boy's name, looked deeply in the direction of Tokyo, and turned and went downstairs. Come to the first floor, Furinji Miu was still waiting not far outside the door. The other unconscious junior high school students also woke up at this moment, but their faces were panic-stricken, and they obviously knew that they were possessed by evil spirits again and almost died. "Jun Lin!" When the listless Miyu saw Lin Yuansheng approaching, she jumped up excitedly. She walked quickly to Lin Yuansheng and suddenly braked. She opened her bright eyes and looked at Lin Yuansheng's face carefully. "Mr. Lin..." She saw the hidden fatigue in Lin Yuansheng. "It's okay, it's been solved."

Lin Yuansheng smiled and then looked at the others. "During this period of time, it would be best for you to go to temples and shrines to ask for a few amulets to carry with you." Everyone was terrified. "Hasn't the evil spirit been driven away?" Huiyue asked stutteringly. "It has dispersed, but it has not been eliminated. It may haunt you again in the future." Lin Yuansheng's words almost scared a group of junior high school students to tears. It took Miyu's persuasion to calm the man down. Lin Yuansheng shrugged. Today's junior high school students are so easy to fool. He yawned and just wanted to go back to Liangshanpo to rest. ..... "solved?" Misakikoshiji Akiyu put his hands into his sleeves and asked Lin Yuansheng who came into the room. "It's solved." Lin Yuansheng replied. "That's good." Misakikoshi Temple Qiuyu nodded, and did not ask for the details. He just smiled gently and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I made some tea. Come in and have a cup!" "Mr. Qiu Yu, tea alone won't do!" Miyu gestured with her hands, describing the dangers of tonight: "If it weren't for Lin Jun, Huiyue and the others would be in danger!" Kasakiyoshiji Qiuyu's expression also became a little serious. He glanced at Lin Yuansheng's tired face and nodded thoughtfully. "Come in and rest first. I'll help Yuansheng stretch his muscles and relieve his fatigue!" In addition to being a master of jiu-jitsu, he is also a master of massage. He even opened a massage parlor in the city, which has received rave reviews. Miyu took this opportunity to tell everyone what happened tonight. She was eager to change Lin Yuansheng's treatment in Liangshanpo. At the talent meeting that night. "Gensheng did a good job and didn't let Miu's friends get hurt." Furinji Hayato said: "As for Gensei, I believe everyone has seen it during this period of time." “We all see his diligence and talent.” "I like Yuansheng very much, I like Yuansheng!" Apacha waved his hands: "I like the food he cooks, it's delicious!" No one cares about fools.

"Zhixu, do you still have the same idea as before?" Kasakyoshi Akiyu looked at Nigui Zhixu. "Hmph." Nigui Zhixu turned his head away and muttered, "I have nothing to say." "Jianxing, it's time for us to teach him some real skills." Qiuyu smiled helplessly and looked at Ma Jianxing again. Ma Jianxing was still a little worried. "We've only had one week to get used to each other, isn't it a little early?" "Isn't one week enough?" Nigui Zhixu shouted, "With Yuansheng's talent, even one day less of practice is a huge loss!"