Heian Shrine is not too far from Honnoji Temple.

Therefore, the huge changes that happened in Honnōji Temple have long been known to the Shinto Heian Shrine. Moreover, compared to Honnōji Temple, which was kept in the dark, Heian Shrine has some knowledge of the things that Honnōji Temple has to offer.

learn.

This is also one of the privileges granted by Toyotomi Hideyoshi, not only because Heian Shrine is an important place for Shintoism, but more importantly, Onishindo itself is a variant derived from the ancient Shintoism and Buddhism.

There are differences between shrines and shrines. That is, the shrine itself exists as the emperor's "garden", and only the ancestors of the emperor's line are worshiped, and they are enshrined in different places in the form of various shrines.

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The road in front of the shrine was lit with fire on both sides. A large number of Shinto believers discovered the two people heading here. The leader turned out to be the abbot of Honnoji Temple. This made them look serious and shouted to stop!

"Stop! Abbot of Honnoji Temple, who is that person next to you?"

They were facing a formidable enemy, but of course they didn't know Ji Xiang's identity.

Seeing the various expressions on their faces, the old abbot suddenly seemed to understand the current situation, and couldn't help but feel a little angry:

"It seems that these people know a lot of things."

"They must have regarded the great demon as the resurrected Lord Nobunaga."

The feeling of being deceived was not pleasant. Only then did the old abbot think of an important point, that is, the shrine knew the inside story but Honnoji himself did not. It seemed that the monks and monks in the temple had long been regarded by Hideyoshi as feeding the devil.

Food is ready.

When Ji Xiang saw the Shinto monks who came out to meet the enemy, his eyes began to shine.

There is a strong smell of incense. Although the incense on each person is not enough, it seems too much when gathered together. This is a shrine dedicated to the ancient emperor. It is different from a shrine that everyone can visit. It is a hermitage for Shinto monks.

As a place of cultivation, only members of the royal family and various bureaucrats would come here to perform sacrifices.

Emperor Kanmu is the main god enshrined in this shrine, and his origins are Shintoism and Onmyodo. He adopted a suppressive attitude towards Buddhism in the past. Although he also vigorously supported the Lotus Sect, it was just to suppress the old Buddhism.

A little concession made for strength.

"Although the incense continues to flourish, the best thing is that it lasts forever."

"If I eat it, it will restore 20 to 30% of my mana. I wonder if there will be more incense in the Emperor's statue inside the shrine?"

Ji Xiang commented on the scent of incense floating between heaven and earth, and did not pay attention to the Shinto monks in front of him at all. To them, Ji Xiang's words were like speaking in front of Christians.

It was as disrespectful as blasphemy to Jehovah. Many people suddenly looked ferocious and fierce, and gradually approached Ji Xiang, but they still did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, they whispered to each other:

"Is this person the big demon under Honnoji Temple?"

"There was a sudden change in Honnoji Temple before, and the demonic energy surged. It may be him..."

Some of the Shrine's monks only knew that a great demon was imprisoned under Honnoji Temple, while some of the Shrine's elders were more aware of the situation.

"All the gods in the world are surrounded by everything. This is the palace where Heian-kyo originated, and the place where Emperor Kanmu is buried. How can it be invaded by a big demon? Summon the gods quickly and subdue this demon!"

An elderly Shinto monk shouted sternly at this time. There were more than a dozen Shinto monks with advanced cultivation who appeared like him. Ji Xiang took a rough look and found that they were all in the innate realm and the god refining realm.

level.

However, at the end of the Shinto, in the depths of the shrine, the place where the incense is most prosperous, there is still a big head that has not appeared. I don't know if it is the pinnacle of the pure Yang level in the world, or a fake immortal who has damaged the form of the god.

But anyway....

"In the beginning, masters did not directly fight the enemy, but tried to let their disciples come forward to die. This was a taboo. As a strong man, you should have a way to judge the opponent's strength, otherwise it would not be to let his disciples come forward to die.

Did my disciple lose his life in vain?"

Ji Xiang's voice spread throughout the Shinto, and the dozen or so advanced monks stared at Ji Xiang. After hearing this, some people couldn't help but sneer.

"The reason why a strong person is a strong person is to guard the rear to calm the morale of the army. Since ancient times, if you want to test the opponent's strength, you must send a group of powerful people, but they are definitely not the strongest. It is impossible for generals to come up.

Just be a pioneer. If something goes wrong and you accidentally indulge in hatred, won't you be laughed at by the world?"

"You don't even understand this, you big devil, you are really stupid."

The monks laughed, and the Shinto was filled with joyful air.

But Ji Xiang also laughed:

"You don't understand... I mean, you shouldn't let your disciples come forward before you."

More than a dozen major Shinto monks looked at each other, but they didn't take Ji Xiang's words to heart and laughed at them:

"Such arrogant remarks can only be made at this moment. Otherwise, after a while, you, the devil, will be gone and you will have nothing left, let alone speak."

At the same time, the old Shinto man who spoke before said with a firm tone to the other great Shinto monks around him: "This human body is not the body of Lord Nobunaga. Although Yun Yang has not seen that body for more than ten years, is it still possible?"

I can still recognize Mr. Nobunaga."

"No matter the appearance, the appearance of the corpse, or the aura on his body, they are all completely different. There is nothing that can match the former Lord Nobunaga."

A big monk next to him moved his eyes slightly and whispered: "Didn't you say that the corpses of Mitsuhide Akechi and others were used for suturing... Rejuvenation is just reshaping the appearance. Channeling a corpse can re-shape it."

It shouldn’t be difficult for the resurrected demon god.”

"It's better to be cautious! If he is really a monster born from Lord Nobunaga's body, we will have a countermeasure. If he is not, let the disciples around him test his method first, so that we can prescribe the right medicine."

After the great cultivator finished speaking, he once again scolded the disciples around him. Those disciples did not dare to wait any longer. They saw them forming seals in their hands, chanting mantras in their mouths, their eyes glowing, and smoke rising from their ears and noses.

"Taiyuan respects gods, is pure inside and outside, and the country is always respected... God is the inner proof of the king, showing compassion and being like the world; the king is the god of external use, and he governs the country with frugality..."

As they chanted, strange shapes and spirits appeared on the pillars on both sides of the Shinto, including in the firelight, even in the shadows, sky, clouds, clothes... wherever the breath flowed.

"Eight million gods in the sky and below!"

The old Shinto monk stared at Ji Xiang: "Use the power of the gods to defeat the big demon."

The Shinto floor tiles were also lifted up, and the soil surged as if it was alive. The Shinto monks took two treasures from their bodies, one was a mirror, and the other was a puppet.

Then, those strange shapes and spirits with changing breaths attached themselves to the puppets. Then, halos appeared on the mirror, and these halos shone on the puppets.

Suddenly a drizzle began to fall between the sky and the earth.

But the incense swayed in the drizzle and the lights flickered. They did not go out, but became brighter.

The old abbot looked at this scene and explained to Ji Xiang:

"This is the evil spirit. Shintoism does not have scriptures. All their magic power comes from 'divine sacrifices'."

"The so-called evil spirit comes from the Han and Tang Dynasties in China. It essentially refers to the ritual of washing dirt by the river in March. In the magic of the gods' sacrifice, when the gods begin to be summoned, drizzle will fall from the sky and the earth.

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"Then... look, they started dancing."

At this time, the Shinto monks were dancing, and at the same time, bursts of sacred sounds were heard in the sky and earth, appearing out of thin air, making it difficult to concentrate, and even the breath was disordered. If the monks with low cultivation level would be shocked by the Shinto music and dance that appeared at this time,

He was so shocked that he lost his will to fight.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the power of gunpowder immediately disappeared without a trace when it approached the Shinto monks. At the same time, small wooden plaques appeared in front of the Shinto monks, with traces of gunpowder smoke appearing on them.

This made Ji Xiang a little surprised, and the old abbot was even more surprised.

People are magnifying moves while casting spells with a forward swing. How come you, an old man, are so ungrateful in martial arts? You suddenly hit someone without being prepared.

"It's useless to shoot with one shot. Firearms actually fail sometimes. Is it because of the rain? No, my firearm can be used even when it rains."

Ji Xiang patted the Five Thunder God Machine, thinking that the small pistol was broken. The old abbot coughed lightly and explained:

"Although the power of firearms is powerful, it is useless in some cases... Although the firearm in your hand seems to be an advanced product, but... In short, this is a powerful method called 'Guardian'."

Ji Xiang understood immediately.

"So it's like this, a self-protection method performed with the help of the breath of the gods."

The guardian is actually an amulet, which is essentially a protective spell cast with the help of divine power. The protective spell of one person is not enough, but the joint protection of a group of people and gods is very powerful.

A pistol is still less powerful.

Ji Xiang pondered whether he could blast these people into the sky if he brought a Hongyi cannon down with him.

The ultimate move has such a long forward swing, which is indeed a bit defensive.

The old abbot said again:

"This is Kagura. It is a song and dance used to worship the gods. Shintoism pays special attention to praying for victory in war, so every time there is a war, a large number of Shinto believers perform this kind of dance and music to pray for victory."

Step hard, the music and dance stop!

The old abbot was shocked, clasped his hands together, and immediately retreated behind Ji Xiang.

"God...is coming."

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of "gods" appeared in front of Ji Xiang's eyes!

In just an instant, the place filled with incense became a place where hundreds of ghosts roamed at night!

Countless shadows were suppressing Ji Xiang in the drizzle and firelight. Along with the hundreds of gods who appeared through the medium of puppets and divine mirrors, their momentum sealed off the whole world for a while.

"Starting from the gods seen in the classics, birds, animals, grass, trees, mountains, seas, etc., all extraordinary things are called gods. Not only the outstanding ones, the kind ones, the meritorious ones, but also the evil ones, the strange ones, and the extremely terrible ones.

They are also called gods."
To be continued...