The body was like a calf, with its black wings spread out to a width of at least two feet, and the flapping caused waves of cold wind to blow continuously.
This eagle was originally invisible and could not be seen by the naked eye without the use of spiritual sense. Now it was captured from the air by Fu Yang using magic power. It could not move, so it was directly forced to reveal its original shape...
Mr. Xiong pinched his chin: "Beast soul? His strength should be comparable to the peak of the demon general. As a gatekeeper, he is not weak."
Fu Yang nodded: "That's right. The mortals who stumbled here by mistake must have been frightened when they saw this eagle soul."
As he spoke, the powerful ghost power in Fu Yang's body circulated, and a black halo circulated. Silk threads spread out from the palm of his hand like a cage, shrouding the huge eagle soul in it. Then it gradually shrunk...
After a moment, a fluffy eagle appeared in Fu Yang's palm.
The round gray body was not much bigger than an egg, and its wings were short and small. It was fluttering and trying hard to break away from Fu Yang's hand.
A pair of originally sharp eagle eyes have now become a bit cute, staring at Fu Yang with a vicious look, but it has no deterrent effect, but makes people feel very funny.
"Damn it! Mr. Fu, you... made it smaller? Is this the power of time? But you can only touch this forbidden area when you are in Maoshan clone and use the Qiankun chessboard."
Mr. Xiong's fat cat seemed a little surprised. He stretched out his plump cat paws and pulled the little eagle in Fu Yang's hand. He was so angry that he kept pecking at its paws.
After a few pulls, it also discovered: "Oh, it turns out that it didn't turn into a little eagle, it just used magic to forcefully compress its size. Only the appearance changed, but in essence it was still the huge beast soul of the peak demon general eagle just now.
"
It narrowed its eyes slightly and said with a lewd look: "Boss Fu, did you compress it to make it easier for me to eat? Not bad, not bad, you are very sensible. Come and give it to me, eat it in one bite, it will be so good."
roll!
Fu Yang pushed the dead fat cat's claws, and then threw the chirping little eagle to Wei Ke next to him. He smiled: "Beast souls are also transformed by special means after the death of monsters. From some kind of
In a sense, it is closer to the ghost clan. Wife, you can keep it as a toy or eat it."
"Of course it's a stuffed toy. Who would want to eat it if it's so cute?"
Weixia looked as bright as a peach blossom and took the little eagle that was still struggling and resisting from Fu Yang's hand. His white fingers gently stroked its head a few times.
The little eagle stopped struggling, the fierceness in its eyes disappeared, and it became a little confused and dull.
Um?
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong looked at Xiaoying.
Wei Wei laughed and said, "Since it is a pet, of course it should be gentler and start its life again. So just now, I have completely cleared its memory. It is originally a beast soul, not a living thing. For me, the Ghost Emperor,
It’s not that difficult. So now, it’s really no different from a newborn.”
Fu Yang gave her a thumbs up: "Your Majesty, you are so powerful! You turned the gatekeeper soul of the great wizard into a real little pet. Isn't that a little too arrogant?"
Choo Choo Choo……
The little eagle screamed, flew around Wei Ke affectionately, and landed on her shoulder.
The three of them chatted and laughed and continued moving forward.
After turning over a mountain, you can see a mountain valley surrounded by several mountains ahead. There is a village that looks very primitive and ancient. Sloping-roofed thatched houses made of thatch and branches are dotted here and there. In the center of the village, there is a ten-meter-high thatched cottage.
A few meters of bonfire...a village is a sect!
As expected, it has a primitive feeling from the ancient Jomon period.
These practitioners can be collectively called witches. They sound a bit similar to the shrine maidens among Shinto monks, but they are actually not the same thing.
In fact, the layout of the Shenwu Grand Imperial Gate in front of Fu Yang was exactly the same as the village ruins in the Shanwai Ruins Museum! It was just that they had no interest in seeing it just now.
Now that we have arrived at the territory of cultivators, it would be very shameful to continue walking slowly like ordinary people. Or in the words of Mr. Xiong's fat cat, he has "no force".
Therefore, the three of them all jumped into the sky directly from the mountainside, as if three streams of light pierced the sky, heading straight towards the Great Imperial Gate of the Divine Witch in the valley...
As soon as I got closer, but still quite far away, I heard an old voice ringing in my ears.
"Three of you came to my Divine Witch Grand Imperial Gate. What's going on? You didn't even inform me, but just came flying in the wind. You really don't understand etiquette."
Hehehe...
Fu Yang chuckled a few times and responded: "This senior actually already knows our identities, so why bother pretending? Here are documents stamped by your country's Edo Shrine and our Chinese Zero Team. Of course, you also
You don’t have to accept it. After all, the cultivation world is different from the secular world, and they are only leaders in name. However, it may be spread that the noble sect is afraid of us Chinese monks."
While speaking, Fu Yang stretched out his hand and threw it away.
Whoosh!
A piece of paper shot out like lightning and flew downwards.
A suction force suddenly came from the largest thatched house in the center of the village, sucking the document in. Silence returned.
A moment later.
Hoo ho ho!
With the howling wind, Fu Yang and the others landed in the village and walked towards the thatched house just now.
People gradually appeared in other primitive thatched houses and came out one by one.
They all wear clothes made of burlap, with vines and branches even wrapped around their waists as belts. Even hemp ropes are relatively rare. They really look like primitive people...
But the whole body exudes a cold and powerful aura of primitive mana!
Even though they all look like primitive people, in fact they are all powerful people who practice the ancient Japanese witchcraft. If you really want to go to the outside world, as long as you are willing, you will be the best in every minute!
These monks from the Divine Witch Grand Imperial Sect looked at Fu Yang and the others with alert and solemn eyes, and followed them all the way.
Mr. Xiong laughed loudly and shouted: "Looking at you dressed like savages, I thought I had traveled back thousands of years."
"Shut up! You monster. Don't think I don't know that you are visiting for exchanges in name, but you are actually here to kick the gym and find trouble."
A very strong shaman with his bare upper body glared at Mr. Xiong angrily.
Soon, Fu Yang and the others walked into the spacious thatched house together with these people.
I saw a skinny old man who was also bare-chested, sitting cross-legged on a huge black bear skin in the room. Strange primitive Japanese runes were drawn on his body, and on his head he wore a bracelet made of many exotic flowers and herbs.
with a crown on his head, staring at Fu Yang and the three of them with bright eyes.
Fu Yang could feel that this man must be quite old. It is a Chinese virtue to be polite before fighting.
So he took the initiative to raise his hand and said: "I have met senior. Junior Fu Yang. He is a monk from China who came to play... Oh no, he came to visit and exchange."
snort!
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Mr. Xiong, and said coldly: "I, the Great Divine Witch, are not some hypocritical so-called orthodox sect. We are all barbarians and don't understand those priests, Yin and Yang very well.
Master, monks and the others are like that. If you want to fight, just start. Don’t talk nonsense here."
After saying that, he ignored Fu Yang at all and said directly to the two witches in the crowd who looked the strongest and most powerful: "Wu Da, Wu Er, either of you can meet this little guy from China.
.”
Well……
Fu Yang was a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.
After all, although his purpose of pushing the Japanese cultivating community was to crush their faith and pursuit of the truth, he was doing it under the guise of a friendly exchange visit with neighboring countries, wasn't he?
I didn't expect that this divine wizard, the Great Imperial Gate, was really a "primitive man", and he actually took the initiative to show off his face as soon as he came up. If he was really capable of doing things, he wouldn't beep. He doesn't talk much when he's ruthless!
If they weren't Japanese, Fu Yang would feel like he liked them a little bit...
The man named Wu Da clenched his fists, twisted his neck, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Boy, although you can't see clearly with the mask on, your hands are thin and tender. It looks like they are tender.
The spells you practice are probably just a show. Hahaha! You might be able to compete with those sissy priests and onmyojis, but you will suffer a big loss compared with our ancient shamans."
That’s right!
The second wizard also looked very proud.
In fact, before the Yayoi period when Xu Fu crossed the sea, Japan's cultivation methods in the Jomon period were relatively simple. They were far less colorful than those in the ancient Chinese period and are now more colorful!
Therefore, the sophistication of the magic techniques practiced by these shamans is essentially inferior to the three major systems of Shinto, monks, and onmyoji. However, although these guys are not true primitives or savages, they can meet the requirements of the great witches and wizards.
Men with this kind of temperament are obviously simple-minded people.
The more simple-minded people are, the more confident they are in their own things...
"Really? In that case, let's do it. It's best for you two to go together, which saves time. I really want to see who is the sissy who will be beaten until she kneels on the ground and cannot get up."
Fu Yang stopped being hypocritical and showed his domineering attitude with a stern look in his eyes. He raised his fingers at the two of them.
For these "primitive people", there is no need to play so many tricks, just use the most violent force to defeat them all and give them a severe lesson!