Become a prophet in the Tiga world

Suna Mountain.

Located in Yamanashi Prefecture, Sakura Country, the altitude is not high, but the mountains are rolling and it occupies a very large area.

The green woods are lush and green. Looking into the distance, the entire mountain range is covered by endless forests, like a turquoise ocean.

There is an ancient legend circulating in this area.

Hundreds of years ago, the powerful two-faced demons caused chaos here, gathering countless demons and ghosts, hoping to establish an earthly demon kingdom and unify the worlds of humans and demons.

The wandering swordsman Ida Iryuyun came here and became furious when he saw this.

After a fierce battle in which the color of the sky and the earth changed and the sun and the moon dimmed, Jinglong defeated the Two-faced Ghost, but was unable to kill it completely, so he sealed its body in Suna Mountain.

And he built a temple at the heart, leaving his sword to suppress the remaining evil spirit and prevent the two-faced ghost from resurrecting.

After that, Jing Long ended his wandering career and lived in seclusion near Suna Mountain. He died not long after.

After his death, the local residents appreciated his kindness and erected a statue in his honor in the temple, worshiping him day and night.

However, with the passage of time and hundreds of years, the deeds of Ida Jingryu have long been forgotten.

The name of Suna Ghost will only occasionally appear in the mouths of the older generation, or used by parents to scare disobedient children.

This day.

Somewhere in Suna Mountain.

A young man cried and hung the rope on a crooked tree by the roadside and tied a strong knot.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

While crying, he stepped on the stone, stretched his neck into the rope, and kicked hard with his feet.

"Uh uh uh……"

The young man's feet were off the ground and he was hanging on the rope. His eyes turned white and his hands were clawing in the air. He was about to die before he saw it.

"Whoosh!!"

At this moment, a piece of gravel flew over and cut the rope instantly.

The struggling man fell down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem——"

The man's face turned red from suppressing it, and he coughed hard for a long time. Only then did he have time to look at the person who saved him.

He looks handsome at first glance!

Incomparably handsome!

If the appearance value is 100 points, this man can score at least 99 points. The reason why he gives 1 point less is because he doesn't like men.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but shed tears again.

There are such handsome people in the world. He doesn't deserve to live at all, so he might as well die.

"Whoa, who told you to meddle in other people's business? Go away and don't delay me from hanging myself."

With that said, the man stood up, picked up the rope, and tiptoed to hang it on the tree again.

Luo Yang frowned, walked over and slapped him on the head.

The man sat down on the ground and felt a wave of heat flow into his body along the Tianling Gai, and his whole body suddenly shivered.

The sorrow, sadness, anger, despair, and other negative emotions that were pressing in my heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, just like waking up from a drunken state.

The young man came back to his senses, looked around blankly, and found that the person who had just hit him was gone.

Thinking back carefully, I can't remember what the other person looked like, I just know that he was very, very handsome.

He touched the marks on his neck and subconsciously looked at the rope hanging on the tree. A chill instantly rushed from his spine to the top of his head.

Just break up, what’s the big deal? Why do I think of suicide?

The man broke out in a cold sweat, became more conscious, and slapped himself several times.

Still not satisfied, he stood up and kicked the tree a few more times, pulled the rope and threw it far away. After venting his anger for a while, he went down the mountain cursing.

As he walked, he scolded himself for being stupid.

Why did he suddenly want to commit suicide when he was just hiking up the mountain to relax?

He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!

…

Luo Yang was walking on a remote mountain path after solving the little incident he encountered.

There are overgrown weeds underfoot, even up to the waist, and no one has walked through them for an unknown period of time.

The woods on both sides were shrouded in gray mist, and the branches were shadowy, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling. There were almost no sounds of animals around.

It was midsummer, but the ground was covered with withered yellow leaves, and the vegetation was sparse and droopy, completely lacking the vitality that a forest should have.

From the perspective of the Sharingan, weak spatial fluctuations flash across the mountains from time to time. If they are present or absent, they are changing all the time, and the specific location cannot be locked.

An evil aura permeated the surrounding areas, slowly spreading to all directions with Suna Mountain as the center.

What is certain is that it will not be long before the space where the ghost is located will be completely revealed.

The end of the mountain road.

A ruined temple sits among dead leaves.

The broken wooden door was tied with rusty chains, and the faded curtains under the eaves swayed in the wind.

Luo Yang stepped forward.

With a gentle pull, the chain was disconnected, and with a creaking sound, the wooden door slowly opened.

An offering table.

Two candlesticks.

An old warrior statue.

A long wooden box.

No matter how prosperous the place once was, it is now covered by dust and cobwebs.

Luo Yang raised his hand, and a stream of air was generated in his palm, which then quickly expanded and turned into a miniature tornado.

All the debris in the temple was swept into the airflow, and the invisible wind turned gray-black in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, the stolen goods flew out in a whirlwind and fell into the woods in the distance.

The temple has a new look, except that the color remains old, and the dust and musty smell have completely disappeared.

Luo Yang clapped his hands and opened the wooden box, where lay an ancient long sword.

It is not the sword of Sakura Kingdom, but a double-edged sword similar to that of China.

"Qiang——"

The long sword is unsheathed.

The sword body is stained with rust, and the word "Jinglong" is inscribed in traditional Chinese on the bottom. It doesn't look like anything special.

The divine thing is obscured by itself!

Four words came to Luo Yang's mind.

But no matter how hard you hide yourself, selling it as an antique is not a problem.

He tried to inject a ray of true energy into the long sword. On the surface, there was no reaction, but a weak spiritual power popped out from the sword and swept across his body in an instant.

Very hidden.

If he hadn't recently been practicing Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu, he hadn't forgotten to delve into the art of the mind, and had a lot of exchanges with Tianya, he might not have discovered it.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Luo Yang smiled slightly, put the Jinglong Sword back, and took a few steps back.

"Your Excellency Ida Jingryu and junior Luo Yang are here to pay a visit. I also hope that the seniors will show up to meet you."

"..."

no response.

Luo Yang thought for a while and said: "The resentment in Suna Mountain is gathering, and the demonic energy is soaring into the sky. The demons sealed here are about to revive. Please allow me, this junior, to do my best."

After waiting for a moment, a powerful spiritual force rose from the Jinglong Sword and hovered in the temple.

Luo Yang responded with the power of his mind.

As soon as the two forces came into contact, the scene inside the temple suddenly changed, instantly changing from a small space to an ancient village.

The sun sets in the west.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the earth.

Naughty children were running around in the fields, old people were sitting under the big trees fanning themselves, smoke was rising from the stoves not far away, and a few faint barks of dogs could be heard.

Everything seems so real.

Luo Yang stood outside the village. Villagers came and went, but no one noticed him, as if he didn't exist.

"Is this the old village?"

He sighed softly: "What a leisurely and leisurely pastoral scenery. No wonder the senior chose to live in seclusion here."

A middle-aged man with long hair came from behind and stood side by side with Luo Yang.

The man is wearing a black and white striped samurai uniform, with an ancient sword hanging from his waist. He has a tall build, a resolute face, and a sharp aura between his brows, which gives people a strong sense of security.

“It’s really beautiful here.”

Ida Iryu said calmly: "But I chose to stay in the end, mainly because I was seriously injured in that battle and my life was not long, otherwise I would have continued on."

"I have heard the stories of my predecessors. He traveled all over the world and was at home all over the world. He killed countless monsters and monsters and saved many innocent people. It is really admirable."

"It's not as great as you said. I just saw it and killed it. That's all."

Jing Long shook his head, turned around and asked, "Looking at your name, could it be that you are from the Central Plains?"

"Yes."

Luo Yang nodded.

"It's really nostalgic. When I was young, I went to the Central Plains to study under a teacher. Everything is vivid in my mind, as if it happened yesterday, but so long has passed."

Jing Long sighed, then straightened his face and said seriously: "Young man, what is your purpose of coming here?"

"The junior encountered some difficulties in practice. I heard that the Suna Mountain area is the secluded place of the senior, so I wanted to try my luck and see if I could find the inheritance left by my senior."

Luo Yang's expression did not change, he paused and continued: "Only when we got here did we realize that Suna Mountain was filled with evil spirits, and some people were even blinded by the evil spirits and wanted to commit suicide.

I would venture to guess that the demons sealed here are about to be resurrected."

"You guessed it right."

Jing Long nodded, his face softened slightly, he was very satisfied that Luo Yang did not hide his true thoughts.

"The Suna Ghost has an immortal body. Back then, I could only defeat it and seal it. I wanted to rely on time to wear it to death, but unfortunately it was resurrected, and it is even more powerful than before."

Jing Long looked at Luo Yang carefully and sighed: I didn't expect that in this era of Dharma End, there are still people who have cultivated to the innate realm. It's incredible."

"Junior, it was also a coincidence." Luo Yang said modestly.

"Luck is also a kind of strength."

Jing Long said: "Your true energy is as strong as the sun, and a treacherous person will definitely not be able to cultivate such power.

I am willing to teach you what I have learned, but I need your help to prevent the ghost of Suna from resurrecting."

"Senior is so complimentary."

Luo Yang said sternly: "It is the duty of practitioners like me to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. Even if my seniors don't tell me, I will not sit idly by and ignore it."

"Hahaha, you're good at slaying demons and protecting the Tao!"

Jing Long laughed and said.