Demon Hunter and His Hut

Roger drew the sword from his back and casually looked at the tall Chi Prajna. Although the time he came to the sunrise was short, in the process of contacting Rigaku Qianxia, ​​Roger felt as if a new world had opened up.

The practice of swordsmanship here is far beyond the Western world. Although the specific strength has not increased, the improvement of swordsmanship is more important to Roger at this time.

"You have to fight."

Roger looked at Chi Prajna and at the same time warned himself to control the power.

The horns on Chi Prajna's head lit up, and in the next second, the whole person approached Roger like a whirlwind. He waved his claws, and black smoke enveloped the surroundings.

In an instant, the environment in the dark night seemed to have changed, and it was obvious that the mountains and the moon in the sky could be seen in the distance, but the strange feeling of being in a cursed place still stimulated Roger's senses.

"What kind of place is the so-called Changshi?"

【mouse】

Roger didn't hold back his desire to fight, and the move was a move he had stolen from Higaka Chika.

Of course, the swordsmanship he performed did not have the bonus of spiritual power, but it was entirely the tyrannical power of his body.

But even so, the power that erupted under his intentional control was extremely terrifying.

Before Chi Prajna's hands could get close to Roger, the sharp blade pierced his arm, and Roger stepped back with the sword. At this time, Chi Prajna had already cut off the flesh on his arm.

Only the bones are left.

"Forget it."

"In the face of something like you, I can't try any moves at all." Roger was greatly disappointed, and the next second he gave up the weapon in his hand and deceived himself into Chi Prajna.

"If nothing else can..."

He opened his palm, and the Arder seal was condensed in it. Although it was just an ordinary attack, in Roger's palm, the innate sensitivity of the demon made Chi Prajna aware of the threat of death.

He roared loudly, and the horns on his head suddenly vaporized. At the same time, the surrounding black smoke also became more intense.

A steady stream of power was poured into Chi Prajna's body, and his current body was simply unable to withstand such a huge power.

His body became twisted and swollen, and it seemed that he might be broken by the force in his body at any time.

"Let's die together!"

Roger did not approach, a series of explosions sounded in the air, from near to far, the power of the Alpha Seal was transmitted from the palm to the air, and then spread all the way into Chi Prajna's body.

crackling.

The terrifying force exploded, the energy in Chi Prajna's body was already unbalanced, and Roger's attack was more like tearing a small hole in a balloon.

In an instant, countless cracks appeared on Chi Prajna's body, and he screamed in despair, but his body was already out of control at this time.

At the moment when Chi Prajna's body burst, in the darkness surrounding him, a strange consciousness seemed to come.

Roger was stunned at first, but he soon noticed a familiar fluctuation in his consciousness.

"This feeling……"

"Is it the shadow world?"

"No, that's not right!"

"Purer and darker."

At the moment when Roger was stunned, Chi Prajna's body burst open. This made Roger think that the feeling just now was just an illusion.

To be honest, he couldn't tell whether what he captured at that moment was real or not.

"I'll be back again!"

A mass of red ghosts floated out from Chi Prajna's corpse, from which faint red faces could be seen.

Roger snorted coldly.

"You're not going anywhere"

Aden's Seal was activated, purple light enveloped the entire area, and Chi Prajna's figure rushed left and right, but there was no way to escape from Roger's control.

Roger slowly clenched his fists, and the power to press Yadeng's seal gradually gathered. Slowly, Chi Prajna's body was compressed into a ball of light and gathered in Roger's hands.

"Don't kill me, you are only killing one of many clones. One day, I, the most powerful under the command of the great Lord Kurokawa..."

"puff!"

Roger clenched his fists, and the red Prajna in his palms struggled to transform into the purest energy molecules.

"I've heard things like that a lot."

Disdainfully pouting, he simply and neatly crushed the last bit of Chi Prajna's existence in this world.

The black smoke shrouded around him has not yet dissipated.

Roger stood in it. He stretched out his hand and could feel that the atmosphere here was out of tune with the real world.

"Is this the passage between the eternal world and the present world?"

"Or just a simple connection?"

Soon the black smoke around him dissipated, and Roger thought of the fluctuation of the breath at that moment.

It felt special, different from the Cursed Cabin, and different from Lilith's hidden shadow shards.

That almost frozen feeling made Roger think of a place.

The place where Shannv and Uma are imprisoned.

The so-called prison.

"I hope it's just my delusion."

Uma's appearance as a loyal maid, and the contract she signed with Roger did exist, but these did not completely dispel some of Roger's doubts.

Obviously, there is something more important than her freedom and life hidden in Uma.

That thing is above everything.

And these are likely to touch the core secrets of the shadow world.

If the eternal world of the sunrise can still be linked to the shadow world, it is really not good news.

Thinking of this, Roger took out his phone.

But after calling Uma, he thought about it and swallowed the question just now.

"How's the news investigation of Morita Dohiro?"

Roger asked.

"My master, there is already a little eyebrow."

Uma's flattering voice came.

"Although I haven't found the exact information, I have found another clue recently."

"Those looking for Morita Michibo's whereabouts."

"They may be able to help us find Morita Dohiro's hiding place, and then maybe you need to work hard, move your muscles and get rid of those guys who get in your way."

After thinking about it, Roger pondered a little.

In exchange, before he didn't contact Higuchi Chika, Roger might be willing to take similar actions, follow those who didn't know where he came from to find Morita Dohiro, and then directly shot and took Morita Dobhi away.

The rest of the matter becomes much simpler, whether it is coercive or enticing, or moved with affection and understanding.

Roger believed that he always had a way to impress Morita Dohiro, and then he could unlock the seal of the Sword of Fate.

But now, as his understanding of Sunrise deepened, other thoughts also appeared in his mind.

With the vast and complicated system of swordsmanship, what Roger is now in contact with is only an inconspicuous autumn stream, and there are many powerful inheritances on top of this, not to mention the eternal life corresponding to the real world.

Because of different cultures and rules, it seems that it is much easier to enter the permanent world than to contact the Privy Council. If the upper limit of power can continue to be raised, Roger is willing to stay here.

More swordsmanship, a new practice system.

These were enough to make Roger change his mind.

"Come to the sunrise yourself."

Roger opened his mouth.

"I still need to stay here for a while. It's up to you to do it, and I will try my best to help."

There was silence on the phone, but hysterical cries soon broke out.

"Oh... my dear master, you are finally willing to summon your most loyal maid."

"Let me think, what kind of image should I appear in front of you?"

There was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets on the other end of the phone, and Roger let out a long sigh, "No, you don't need to do anything, it's better not to appear in front of me."

"This is a covert operation."

"I need to get the exact data. After coming to the East, how much fighting power is left?"

Roger interrupted Uma. If this woman is allowed to go crazy, she doesn't know how much nonsense she can say.

This guy has been imprisoned for an unknown number of years, and I am afraid he has gone crazy, but she tried everything, but Roger was always indifferent. As a maid, she did not dare to let Roger do excessive things.

This kind of torment was extremely painful for Uma, and it made her even worse when facing Roger.

"My master, is the woman in the sunrise more suitable for you?"

"Don't worry, I'll be there as soon as possible."

"If it doesn't work, take control of a new body."

"Master, do you like..."

beep.

Roger hung up the phone without hesitation. He could even guess what Uma was going to say next, so naturally he couldn't give her this chance.

After simply dealing with the traces of the battle, Roger returned directly to the courtyard of the sunset and Qianxia.

He climbed over the courtyard wall, and before he could get close to the door, there was a sudden sound not far away.

"Who?"

Just after killing Chi Prajna, when he suddenly heard a change, Roger made a subconscious voice, but soon, he saw the thin figure that merged with the night.

Uh……

Sunset and summer.

The girl changed her clothes, holding the sword in her hand, and at the same time, a faint bloody smell wafted over.

It was obvious that the weapon in her hand had just been drinking blood.

"I'm going to take a bath and go to bed." Rigoku Qianxia also recognized Roger, she mumbled and walked away quickly.

But only a few steps out of the way did Qianxia realize something.

"What is he doing so late?"

Doubtfully withdrawing her thoughts, Higuchi Qianxia returned to her room.

Silent all night.

The next day, when Mu Qianxia opened her eyes, the sunlight outside the window had already filled half of the room. She was seriously injured in yesterday's battle, and because she had been running around all night, she naturally slept for a long time.

When she pushed open the door, she saw Roger coming from the direction of the training ground.

Roger's pace was calm, but Ritsu Qianxia just casually glanced at him and couldn't leave his sight.

"you……"

She looked at Roger in surprise.

Autumn water stretches, Ritui Qianxia has practiced the autumn water flow swordsmanship since she was a child. It took her a long time to integrate the swordsmanship with her own movements.

But the man in front of me...

Is this the so-called talent?

…………

training ground.

Roger and Higurashi Chika sat opposite each other.

Higuchi Qianxia's face was still a little pale, but there was no problem with normal swordsmanship drills.

"I have to admit that your talent in swordsmanship is extremely rare. I have never seen such a person, and only heard from my father."

"Maybe only the top geniuses in the most powerful sword houses can do it."

Higurashi Chika looked at Roger.

"To be honest, I'm a little hesitant now."

"Samurai's practice is before the third rank. Changing schools will have some impact. Although it is not fatal, it will waste a lot of time."

"You might be able to look somewhere better."

"No need." Roger picked up the sword on his knees, "I think Qiushuiliu's swordsmanship is very suitable for me, especially Maoyou."

What a joke, I don't learn Qiushuiliu's swordsmanship, where can I find such a suitable cat school inheritor?

"All right."

Higurashi Qianxia stood up. She is also a straightforward person. Since she has made up her mind, she will not change it easily.

"For each school, the real core of swordsmanship is the application of spiritual power, and the basic embodiment of these skills."

"It's the sword."

Higurashi Qianxia drew out her weapon.

"In the swordsmanship of Sunrise, there are three stages of attack, upper, middle and lower. Different stages represent different attack forms. Of course, this is a swordsmanship aimed at ordinary people, for practitioners."

"The sword posture is the foundation of communicating spiritual power, and it is also the key to the formation of a guardian spirit in the end."

As she spoke, she made several poses. Her movements were very simple, and could be easily learned by any ordinary person, but Roger noticed that in different poses, the fluctuations of Higashi Qianxia's spiritual power had undergone complex changes. .

"Every sword stance contains complex changes."

Higashi Chika moved, and the spiritual power around him seemed to come alive.

Although Roger can't feel the specific and delicate changes, the feeling of flowing clouds and water is pleasing to the eye.

"For you, the most important thing is to use the sword posture to affect the surrounding spiritual power, and then nourish the body little by little, let the body adapt to it, and finally control it."

【Autumn Water】

【Bibo】

Higurashi Chika explained while rehearsing.

"This is the most basic pulling sword stance. Don't take it as an ordinary move. It focuses on meaning rather than shape. Your mind must be highly concentrated so that you can feel the changes around you."

Higuchi Chika had a serious look on her face, and explained her experience to Roger in every detail.

Roger made some movements while listening. When he was interested, he immediately got up to draw a sword and practiced. When his figure moved, Roger noticed that a new prompt was given on the notice board.

Along with his movements, the numbers related to proficiency rose, and with the addition of Kenshin, he immediately entered a special rhythm.

"No matter how good the comprehension of swordsmanship is, it is a long process to perceive spiritual power. The practice of martial arts is a boring process. Your talent is very good, you must endure loneliness..."

Halfway through the words, Higuchi Qianxia's open mouth never closed again.

She saw a faint wave of spiritual power rolling up around Roger. The breath was very weak at first, but with Roger's movements, the vortex of spiritual power he stirred increased rapidly, and soon reached a level that a beginner could not do at all. attainable height.

And that's just the beginning.

Roger didn't bother to check the notices on the notice board, but completely immersed himself in the practice. After a long time, he stopped with a refreshing feeling.

The cyclone of spiritual power formed around him was automatically inhaled into his body. Roger turned his head and looked at the stiff-faced Higuchi Qianxia.

"What did you just say?"

Higurashi Qianxia sniffed, "Did I speak?"

"Did you hear it wrong?"

The girl raised her face and replied expressionlessly.

"Oh."

Roger snorted softly.

"and then?"

"And what do we learn?"

Twilight Qianxia: …………