Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

In the spacious school grounds, the thousand-year-old cherry trees bloomed with snow-white cherry blossoms again at this time, and the onmyojis and the "honored guests" who came to pay a visit sat on both sides.

According to the etiquette, it turns out that it is a guest, even if it is a bad guest, it should at least entertain a cup of tea.

"What? We're here, and we don't even have a principal?" Nobumi Umizumi, a contemporary great swordsman, frowned.

As a kendo family of Neon, the Umizumi family is inherited from the sword master Umizumi Nobutsuna.

In the neon kendo, although it is not as prominent as a double swordsman like the Yagyu family.

It is not as legendary as the first Tsukahara Buden of Neon Kendo.

However, as the apprentice of Buden Tsukahara and the teacher of Zongyan Yagyu, he is undoubtedly one of the pillars of Neon Kendo, playing the role of connecting the past and the next and ordering the inheritance.

Therefore, in Nihong Kendo, even the Yagyu clan, the number one family in Kendo, must act as a half-master when they see someone from the Shangquan family.

"Why should Swordsman Kamizumi get angry, am I not here?" Miyamoto Himura said with a smile, he was wearing a blue hunting suit and held a cypress fan in his hand.

"You?" Kamizumi raised his eyes, "If your Miyamoto family puts your mind on 'Nirten First Class', maybe I will still look at you, but your swordsmanship has already entered the evil way, and the Neon Swordsman family has never been more serious since then. One less person."

The Miyamoto family is a special family. They are not only the inheritors of the sword master Miyamoto Musashi, but also one of the five great yin and yang families.

The reason why they are so special is because the word 'Miyamoto' was originally intended to defend the Imperial Palace.

The Miyamoto family has always been the personal bodyguards of the people in the imperial residence, so they are able to gain a foothold in the way of swordsmanship and the way of yin and yang at the same time.

"I am indeed ashamed to inherit the inheritance from my ancestors, but today the Miyamoto clan can re-establish Yinyang Liao, and it does not live up to the prestige of their ancestors."

"So, you are the one who made the move today?" Nobumi Umizumi stood up on his knees, with his right hand on his waist, and a sword intent filled the air, locking onto Miyamoto Feicun, his blue hunting clothes The collar split instantly.

The germinated cherry blossoms on both sides are like a cold wind, and countless flowers rain down.

"Shooting people without hurting them, Shangquan's benefactor's 'Living Sword' is already quite good." Monk Yixiu pinched a falling cherry blossom and smiled. His laughter was like the warm sun, and the biting cold wind Disappeared quietly.

After a good meal of business bragging, admiration and admiration, Cedric said in his heart, indeed, the business bragging between big shots is so subtle that they can show their compulsion.

Although it can be said that Miyamoto Feicun was restrained in a short time, he didn't feel any loss. "According to the challenge of kendo, the master general is not the first to play."

"What do you mean?" Tangerine Zhengde said at the side. He was wearing a purple priest's robe. As the great priest of [Jianyu Leishen], how could he allow the Yin-Yang Dao to be reestablished and share the majesty of the Divine Dao?

"Since everyone is kicking the hall, why don't we let the younger generation of our party try it out first, to see if our Yin Yang House is qualified to re-establish it."

Hearing Miyamoto's words, Monk Ikkyu was the first to speak as if he was holding a pearl of wisdom, "Since Miyamoto's benefactor has been so pleased with this, our Sensoji Temple has accepted it."

"Zhishu, you go to ask for the magic method of Yin-Yang Dao."

A monk wearing a light gray robe stepped out of the crowd. He folded his hands and stood in the center without saying a word.

Just as Miyamoto Himura was about to speak, Cedric stepped forward, "Gonsuke Miyamoto, I am willing to fight."

Miyamoto frowned, the opponent was an onmyoji from the Huakaiyuan family, but not a direct descendant, would he be qualified for the first battle?

But even if he loses, it's no big deal, just let him try.

Seeing Miyamoto nodding, Cedric walked up to the monk, "In the dark night, please enlighten me."

Zhishu didn't say much, behind him a majestic Buddha statue came down here like a big day in the sky. The Buddha statue had an angry face, a body with thousands of hands, and all the majesty and wisdom in it.

Open it up as soon as it comes up? Monks are really ruthless, Cedric murmured in his heart.

"Avalokitesvara?" Miyamoto was a little puzzled. Although the practitioners of Nihong knew that the big Bodhisattva in Sensoji Temple was just a clay sculpture, the Pure Land Buddhism they inherited was not a clay sculpture.

Monk Yixiu praised, "Zhishu made a great vow in the early years to save the world from all kinds of suffering and save thousands of people in the world, and now I have fulfilled one or two out of ten vows."

His words were lighthearted, but everyone was awe-inspiring. Avalokitesvara's great vows were not something ordinary monks could make, and seeing the hundred-armed Buddha statue behind Zhishu also proved that Yixiu's words were true.

The common product of [Voluntary Power] and the Great Wish Law?

"Om." Zhishu's chest expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Buddha's cry, like the roar of a dragon and elephant, was shocking.

Under the action of sound waves, the air is like viscous glue, producing huge translucent waves, rushing towards Cedric.

Just when the sound wave was about to touch Cedric, a small figure stood in front of him. She lifted her right hand up, revealing a white wrist like a green onion. In her hand, she cut down with a short knife that seemed more like a handicraft than a weapon.

The vast Buddha voice was cut off from the middle, swept away, and swept across the cherry blossoms that fell all over the sky.

Luoying, red hair, dagger, and witch are all integrated into one, as if they are the only ones left in this world.

Cedric smiled lightly, "This is my shikigami, Demon Sword Girl, please advise."

Opposite him, the eyes of several practitioners standing on the edge were fixed, and it was difficult to suppress the shock in their hearts.

Who doesn't recognize the god TM demon sword girl, Uesugi Erika-sama? He is in charge of the Word Spirit Judgment, and if he is serious, even the sixth-order peak must be careful.

But did the reincarnation named Hei Ye on the opposite side use a special method to bring Erika out of the dragon world?

Or, as he said, refining Erika into his own shikigami, that would be even more terrifying.

"Is it the demon sword girl?" Tachibana Zhengde said in a deep voice, if it is just an ordinary demon sword girl, in the face of Zhishu's level of Buddhism, she will naturally be suppressed by attributes.

But the opponent can easily cut off the Buddha's name, which is enough to show that this Demon Sword Girl is extraordinary.

"Excellent swordsmanship." Kamizumi Shin's eyes seemed to have a flash of lightning, "It really deserves to be a demon born for the demon sword."

"Well." Then the second Buddha's name sounded, and the Dharma figure behind Zhishu, with hundreds of arms surging, layered upon layer, forming the fearless seal, turned into thousands of fist shadows, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

Hong Ji Xiazhan's right hand waved upwards randomly, like splashing ink, rolling up countless cherry blossoms that fell to the ground, and each cherry blossom reopened in mid-air, and they were given the authority of judgment.

Cutting all the enemies that are not allowed in this field, even gods and Buddhas.

Countless golden lights collapsed and turned into fireflies, and all the Buddha's arms were cut off.

In the sea of ​​cherry blossoms all over the sky, Hong Ji confronted Zhishu in a gray monk robe, just like the legendary supreme demon.

A wonderful battle ended within ten seconds. At this time, there was a sound of breathing around, as if even time and space had been frozen just now.