"Could it be that the spiritual energy revival in my memory used Yanjing time, and this is Neon, so I should convert to Neon time?"
"Anyway, it's tonight. The time doesn't matter. Before dawn is the best time for spiritual energy to revive!"
He was indeed a little confused. He recalled the time of the revival of spiritual energy over and over again in his mind, and finally gave himself an ambiguous answer: Yes, Yanjing time and Neon time are different. Now that I have come to Neon, I should use Sakura City time.
“Why did this happen?”
Although he had found an excuse, he was not a fool. He naturally understood that the current revival of spiritual energy was completely different from what he remembered!
Although it is recovering now, the direction of recovery is not right. Although the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is still rising slowly, it is completely different from the spiritual energy recovery in memory!
Li Jing is now only at the Phoenix Initial Stage, where he is free from disease, has a light and healthy body, and has a basic understanding of Taoism. Although he is not far from the second stage, the Qin Heart Stage, it will take at least another year according to the current progress!
In Li Jing's plan, after the recovery of spiritual energy, his cultivation will continue to soar, and he will immediately break through the Qinxin realm, soar into the sky within three years, and reach the peak of his previous life, the Huiyang realm, within ten years!
But now, the plan has completely broken down. Complaining that the world has changed is of no use. If I want to continue to improve my cultivation, I must find another way, a plan that better suits me.
"Emperor berry... I hope it's still there."
Li Jing smiled contemptuously, then continued to maintain Kyogoku Qiong's character, adjusted his state, and walked towards the Sengen Shrine.
......
"Our chance to revitalize Sengen Shrine has come."
In the Sengen Shrine, the old priest gathered all the adopted priests and priestesses, feeling very excited: "This Onmyoji Kyogoku Qiong is our hope!"
"We will follow any instructions given by Lord Kyogoku Qiong. Even if we do nothing else in the next three days, we will go out and look for the evil energy condensation thing Lord Kyogoku Qiong mentioned. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
The priests and shrine maidens who grew up in the Sengen Shrine certainly understood the reason.
But after a moment, Nanako, the shrine maiden who first guided Kyogoku Qiong, said: "Master, why don't we seek help from others? After all... after all, this is an evil demon..."
"Master Kyogoku Qiong did not seek help from others. Judging from Master Kyogoku Qiong's ability, it should be easy for Master Kyogoku Qiong to communicate with the government, right?"
The old priest said with a smile: "But Lord Kyogoku Qiong did not do that. Instead, he found us. This shows that Lord Kyogoku Qiong does not want ordinary people to know his existence."
"Your Excellency."
At this time, a priest with an ordinary appearance hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "There are still many tourists outside who have not yet planned to leave. What should we do?"
Hearing this, the old priest said helplessly: "Let them do whatever they want. Can we still drive them away?"
There is no way. Although Mount Fuji nominally belongs to the Sengen Shrine, the Neon National Congress is under some pressure to reclaim Mount Fuji and can only lease it.
But does Sengen Shrine really manage Mount Fuji? That's a matter of opinion.
The most they do is not allow tourists to enter the Sengen Shrine.
After that, the old priest looked at the young priest who was speaking and said casually, "However, you should go and persuade them, so as to avoid any incident that requires us to bow and apologize."
"yes."
The young priest secretly groaned, he never expected that this incident would happen to him. He could only nod repeatedly, stand up and walk towards the outside of the Asama Shrine.
The young priest hurried along the way. It was already late, and seeing that there were only a few dozen tourists at the entrance, he couldn't help feeling a little angry.
Inwardly, he cursed the tourists who were still on the mountain to watch the night view. Then, he put on an extremely humble attitude, looked at the dozen or so tourists, and said softly, "Ladies and gentlemen, our shrine is temporarily closed and will not provide sponsorship services. Please leave here and go to the hotel at the foot of the mountain to rest as soon as possible."
Suddenly, a tall and handsome young man came to the priest and said anxiously: "Priest, we are students from Sakura Metropolitan Shinjuku High School. Our classmate Ishida suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed. I don't know what happened..."
"ah?"
The young priest was stunned for a moment, a little suspicious: "Are you guys lying to me?"
As he said this, the priest looked towards Ishida who was lying on the ground and twitching. Indeed, just as they said, Ishida was lying on the ground, twitching constantly, and white foam kept flowing out.
His lips moved, as if he was whispering something.
"Um?"
The young priest didn't hear clearly what Ishida said, so he leaned over and put his ear as close to Ishida's lips as possible, and then he heard what Ishida said intermittently:
"Everyone...Everyone will die...Everyone will die..."
After just listening to the general idea, Ishida, who was lying on the ground twitching, suddenly stiffened, and then a black gas visible to the naked eye emanated from Ishida's nostril!
The next moment, Ishida opened his eyes. His red eyes revealed a frightening cold light that did not look like a human gaze at all!
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound, Ishida bit the priest's neck hard. The priest screamed in pain, and blood instantly spread from his neck. The students around him screamed and took a few steps back, clearing the venue in a short time.
"What's going on, what happened to Ishida?"
"Priest, are you okay?"
"Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet? Damn it, why are Japanese so inefficient?"
"Should we go and pull Ishida away?"
Ishida's classmates around him were a little uneasy, but they couldn't abandon their classmates, so they could only stay where they were and watch the priest being bitten by Ishida.
"Don't hesitate, let's go and pull Ishida away, otherwise the priest will be in danger!"
After a few seconds, several boys reacted. The handsome boy who spoke first shouted, and then immediately stepped forward, trying to pull Ishida away.
But it was too late. The priest had already fallen completely in a pool of blood. His trachea was torn and he could only lie on the ground, waiting to die.
"Evil spirit...Evil spirit leaked out...Look for..."
The priest endured the pain and kept repeating these words, but none of the students present noticed this.
Because, their good classmate, Ishida, had already stood up, swaying, and was looking at his classmates, with a red glow of excitement in his eyes.
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