Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Waiting until late at night, all the guests dispersed drunkenly.

At this time, an old and hoarse voice came out: "Come in!"

"Grandfather, the new president of the Sakura Club, Sasaki Misa, is here to visit you!"

Miyamoto Shinzo got up slowly, walked in with Sasaki Misa through the knotted curtain.

Sasaki Kaisa saw an old man carefully wiping the table with a rag, and the charcoal fire of the square open stove was still burning.

In the izakaya, there are also melodious Gagaku with oriental characteristics, the rhythm is slow, and the notes are clear, like clear oriental sake.

"Want a drink?"

The old man asked with a kind smile.

He was too old, with chicken skin and a crane head, his hair was about to fall out, his old eyes were dim, and he was thin and thin. The black kimono looked very loose. He wiped the table with his left hand, and hammered his rickety waist with his right hand.

"Don't dare to bother Lord Sword God!" Sasaki Kaisa bowed and lowered his eyes, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

According to legend, the Sword God is more than a hundred years old, and now he seems to be in poor health. With this kind of physique, it is difficult to open an izakaya. He should be in a nursing home. Can he still kill Jiang Taichu?

"Are you the little girl from the Sasaki family? The last time we met was twenty years ago, right?"

Genichi Miyamoto wiped the table calmly, and said in a rambling manner: "At that time, you were only twelve years old. In a blink of an eye, you are already so old! Time is really scary!"

"Thanks to Lord Sword God..."

Seeing that Miyamoto Genichi finally finished wiping the table and dropped the rag, Sasaki Kaisa hurriedly took a chair over.

Miyamoto Yuanyi brought some cuttlefish balls worn on bamboo sticks, sat down panting, poured himself a glass of shochu, ate the cuttlefish balls, sipped the shochu and sighed:

"The happiest period of my life was not when I was rampant in the martial arts world... At that time, I killed too many people, and my heart was never at peace. Before the challenge, I was very anxious and fearful. But after winning, I felt Very empty and lost. Life is like a pendulum of boredom, swinging back and forth between these emotions!"

He sipped a glass of sake happily, and said with a hearty smile: "The happiest period of time is now, in his later years. I make daily food every day, watch the guests finish eating, and admire the delicious food. I can still enjoy it with them." Chatting... I heard that there is a financial crisis outside right now? Is it from the United States, right?" He poked his head out and asked curiously.

"Ah, yes..." Sasaki Kaisha smiled stiffly, has he forgotten the way of the sword?

"Those office workers are complaining every day! Many of them have become herbivores! They even claim to be Heisei trash..." The old man shook his head and smiled, giving people a feeling of being indifferent to the world.

"Yeah, young people in Dongyang now..." Sasaki Kaisa didn't know how to respond.

As a descendant of the Sasaki family, she controls most of the underground world of Honshu Island, like a high-ranking queen, she does not eat the fireworks of the world. I have always been indifferent to these things.

"And the happiest time for me every day is at this moment!"

Genichi Miyamoto poured the sake into his mouth again with a delicate small porcelain cup, smacked his lips kindly and contentedly, and said with a smile:

"After seeing off the guests every day, I feel a little tired and satisfied. I eat the cuttlefish balls I made and take a sip of sake. I feel very calm and content!"

Sasaki Kaisa glanced at the packaging of the sake.

"Song Zhu Mei Shang Zhuan".

She knew that it was produced by Takara Shuzo Co., Ltd., and a bottle was only a few hundred yen. It was the favorite brand of ordinary people and was used for daily meals.

"Master Sword God, I'm looking for you on an important matter!" Sasaki Kaisa bowed slightly, respectfully and authentically.

"Sasaki Misa, don't be cautious, there is no old sword god here, only the chef of Miyamoto's family!"

Yuan Miyamoto waved his hand to signal her to sit down, and smiled kindly: "What's the matter, tell me!"

"There is a master of martial arts and martial arts in Huaxia, who is known as the number one martial arts master, and he may have stepped into the realm of gods now." Sasaki Haisha did not sit down, and said with difficulty.

"Oh? Stepping into the realm of the gods? Is it... the leader of the dragon group, Ye Zhantian?"

Obviously, Miyamoto Yuan knew the Chinese martial arts circle very well.

"No, it's a young man named Jiang Taichu. He looks less than twenty-five years old. He was ranked third on the top list before!" Sasaki Kaisha frowned.

"Strong list? The list released by the CIA? Hehe, their knowledge of martial arts is superficial, sometimes very inaccurate."

The old man waved his hand first, then his face gradually became solemn, and he said slowly: "However, it is indeed a genius to step into the divine realm at the age of twenty-five! In the secular world, there has not been one in a hundred years! Perhaps Huaxia's hidden There will be a few in the dark council of the West and the West..."

"No, this person is not a member of the hidden sect, but an out-and-out secular figure."

Sasaki Kaisa said in a deep voice:

"But this person is so powerful. He once killed Lin Zhenyu, the number one expert in the big circle, Wang Chongyan of the Xingzhou Chinese Association, and Qiao Bin of the Russian Winter Soldier Organization!"

"People in the world, with this level of combat power, it's really impressive!"

Miyamoto Yuanyi was moved by this, and his eyes revealed a daoist brilliance: "Sometimes you underestimate the country of China. The cultivation world of China is unfathomable, and the strong are like clouds. It is beyond your imagination. Whether it is Ye Tian Whether it's people, or those living fossil old monsters in the hidden door, it's hard to deal with!"

As if he had returned to the distant past, he said earnestly and earnestly: "When I resigned as the president of the Sakura Association, I reminded Momoi and the others that they should never provoke Huaxia if it is not necessary."

He paused, and suddenly asked: "Which secular martial arts family does he belong to?"

"It's the Jiang family in Jinling."

"The Jiang family in Jinling? Is that the family that is said to possibly have the remnants of the Immortal Market?"

Miyamoto Yuan looked shocked, frowned, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that he has been to the Fairy Market, or is he from that world?"

"The remnants of the Immortal Market, what is that?" Sasaki Kaisha asked curiously.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Once Miyamoto came back to his senses, he smiled slightly, waved his hands, and said, "Continue talking!"

"A month ago, in South Korea, he even Zhan Nonomiya Shrine stationed in Dangong Ampere Aozora, Miyamoto Taketaku, Yagyu Shinyu and many other masters."

Sasaki Misa said bitterly: "Then on the Great East Asia, he killed Hattori Hanzo and your nephew Miyamoto Nagagaki, and then yesterday he set foot in Dongyang and killed the great priest Ampere on the Fukuoka pier..."

"Today, he killed the sword master Eitaro Momoi, Kamo Momon and the six shikigami... Nonomiya Shrine has been destroyed! Kamo Momon was captured alive!"

"What?"

It wasn't until this moment that Miyamoto Yuanichi's face changed drastically.

Boom! With a sound, he stood up, and a violent breath pushed in all directions, and the stone bricks under his feet instantly shattered into pieces.

Boom! With a sound, the surrounding dining tables, tables and chairs turned into powder one after another, and even the iron square stove collapsed in an instant.

As soon as he stood up, it was as if a towering and steep mountain had risen, with an imposing manner, giving people the feeling of looking up from a high mountain.

With his feet as the center, cracks a few centimeters wide suddenly appeared on the ground, spreading out like spider webs, winding directly to the asphalt road tens of meters away, shocking.

Under Miyamoto Genichi's overwhelming coercion, Sasaki Misa's sternum was suppressed until it creaked, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if his chest was about to collapse in the next moment.

"Lord Sword God calm down..."

She fell to her knees and looked at Miyamoto Genichi in horror.

The power of the old sword god is so terrifying.

As for Miyamoto Shinzo, he was directly suppressed by this momentum and fell to the ground with a thud, almost passing out.

"Nonomiya Shrine is one of the largest shrines in Toyo. Kamo Momomon is the great priest of Zhenguo Shrine, the symbol of Yamato national spirit. Nonomiya Shrine was destroyed, and the six shikigami of the two shrines fell. This is for us in Toyo. It is a great shame!"

Yuan Miyamoto showed an angry look on his face, and his muddy eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and the sharp light burst out like lightning.

The originally hunched waist became straight like a sword, and a huge fighting spirit rose steadily on his body.

He exuded a majestic demeanor, and said with a fighting spirit: "In the past, only we Dongyang invaded China. When did Chinese warriors dare to invade Dongyang? Killing my strong man and destroying my shrine, is it tolerable or unbearable!"

"Master Sword God, our Eastern Martial Arts world has indeed reached the point of life and death, please take action to suppress this beast!"

Sasaki Umisa is in high spirits, the strength of the old sword god is too strong, ten Momoi Eitaro are no match.

"Hahaha! Maybe Zeus and Ye Tianren are here in person, and I still need to avoid it by three points. But other than these few people, why should I be afraid?"

As soon as Miyamoto heard the words, he looked up to the sky and burst out laughing, the sound wave was like rolling thunder and thunder, shaking people's eardrums with severe pain.

Bombarded by sound waves, several cars parked on the side of the road rose into the air with four wheels, moved a few meters away, and fell to the ground with a bang. .

Sasaki Kaisa suddenly saw that a superb figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Miyamoto Yuanyi.

He is dressed in a white kendo suit, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, sword eyebrows and star eyes, plump and handsome, two meters tall, as handsome as a god, at first he was faint and shadowy, and finally he was completely solid, like a real person, looking exactly like Genichi Miyamoto The eyebrows are somewhat acquainted.

"This is……"

Sasaki Kaisha suddenly thought of a legend in the martial arts world, and suddenly his body was shocked, terrified.

"Spiritual cultivation in the divine realm, majoring in spiritual power. And the symbol of a true divine realm is the incarnation of a god!"

Miyamoto Yuan smiled triumphantly and said:

"Let you Jiang Taichu be peerless, let your miraculous skills surpass the world, and be the first in my palace, it's just a sword!"

His gray eyebrows twitched, and he gave a low voice: "Sword of Transforming God! It can cut the world!"

Before he finished speaking, the incarnation of the soul suddenly turned into a sword light several feet long and slashed out.