Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

The Emperor is the descendant of the two highest gods of Shintoism, the living god, and the god who lives on the earth. The priestesses and priests who enshrine the gods will naturally support them.

In this context, the worship of the supreme god of Shintoism, that is, the emperor's own ancestors, is particularly important. This is the same as the huge empire across the sea, Fengchan Taishan, who claims to be the emperor.

The best method of offering sacrifices should be the same as that of the empire, praying to heaven in a specific place, and the best place is naturally Gaotianyuan, but Gaotianyuan is a legend, and in desperation, it can only be in this largest capital city, Build the most luxurious shrine.

The shrine enshrines the highest three gods of Shintoism. Of course, in fact, it only enshrines Amaterasu and Xu Zuo's male life, and Tsukiyomi is just incidental.

This place is not as vast as the Emperor's residence, the Heian Palace, nor is it as magnificent and magnificent, but here, it is solemn and quiet, and no one dares to make a loud noise, no matter how rich a dude is, they dare not frolick here, it is simply against the gods Disrespect, and slander to the rulers of the present world, the present gods.

Naturally, the shrine not only accepts high-ranking officials and dignitaries, but people of the same faith are equal before God. Except for the major annual celebrations, most of the other times are ordinary believers.

Liang Yiluo stood outside the torii gate. He was dressed luxuriously and was not noticed by anyone. In order to reduce some boring troubles, he had already used means to eliminate his figure.

In his vicinity, countless believers entered and exited the shrine, one by one extremely respectful, and handed over their most pious hearts and beliefs to this god who reappeared in the world.

Liang Yiluo put away the folding fan, folded his hands in front of his body, and stepped into the torii gate with a smile on his face.

For a moment, Liang Yiluo squinted his eyes due to the burst of comfort. At this moment, he felt the infinite faith of the eight million gods, all screaming and jumping around him, as if they were worshiping.

Torii means the gate of the kingdom of the gods. The shrine behind the torii represents the kingdom of the gods. Stepping over the torii gate of your own shrine is equivalent to entering your own kingdom of gods. In this kingdom of God, you can feel whatever you want.

This is not an illusion, because the shrine represents, so to speak, Takamagahara and the land of Izumo.

Walking through the crowd, these pious ordinary people have no idea that the gods they believe in are right next to them. There are countless witches in the shrine, who are working hard to clean up the leaves on the ground and clean the shrine. Spotless, accepting people's offerings and helping people's prayers.

"It didn't miss the armpit, bad review!"

Looking at these young and beautiful girls, Liang Yiluo was a little bit less interested.

The so-called witch is a person who devotes her whole life to the gods, and she is an existence that the gods can ask for.

Except for priests and witches, there are no idlers here. As for the highest status of "Zhu", that is not a title that humans can bestow, it is the highest power that only gods can bestow. However, for Liangyiluo, his own 'God's Blessing' is enough for only one person.

Walking through the many temples, I came to the deepest place. In the largest shrine, there is a two-foot-seven-inch long sword enshrined. It is inserted in the scabbard, representing Suzhan Mingzun. Faith in the world.

This shrine does not allow ordinary people to enter, and can only wait and see from a distance. Except for the annual sacrifices, even witches, priests, and emperors are usually prohibited from entering.

Because what is enshrined is one of the three great artifacts in this country. It is said that Suzhan Mingzun killed the Yamata no Orochi and obtained the Amazono Cloud Sword from its tail!

When Liangyiluo stepped into the torii gate, the sword began to tremble with excitement. The slightly trembling sword body proved that its owner was coming, but in this shrine where there was no one, absolutely no will be discovered.

The Tiancongyun sword is placed on the bright side so blatantly, and it is not afraid of being snatched by monsters or humans at all.

This is the place where the gods live, and it is guarded by eight million gods. When ordinary big monsters enter this shrine, they will be crushed to pieces by the solemn belief and power of the gods. If so, then no matter where the sword is placed in the shrine, it is meaningless. Instead of hiding, it's better to just show the public so generously.

Liangyiluo walked in front of Tiancongyunjian step by step. This excited and trembling artifact stopped its actions, like a tamed puppy, waiting for its master to take him away.

Gently stroking the blade attached to the scabbard with his fingers, Liang Yiluo's eyes softened, as if he remembered the story that happened in the Age of Gods.

I don't know, those people, are they okay?

"Give me the beliefs you have collected over the past thousand years, as well as your own memories!"

Saying that, Liangyiluo grabbed the blade of the sword...

Chapter 0009 Swaying Bamboo Forest

The moment he grasped the blade of the sword, endless, representing all the beliefs of Shintoism for thousands of years, poured into Liang Yiluo's body. A phantom appeared behind him, but it was Lian Suzhanming. Under the blessing of this infinite belief, the body of the god is looming.

The billowing divine power filled the shrine like a curse from heaven, causing the praying humans outside and the witches and priests to knelt on the ground tremblingly, thinking that some of their actions had offended the gods.

God's power is like a prison, and God's grace is like a sea. This is the best portrayal of a god!

Liangyiluo suppressed that belief, the phantom of Suzhan Mingzun disappeared, and the huge divine power was no longer there. The kneeling people also breathed a sigh of relief, trembling one by one, praying more devoutly.

This kind of thing can be said to be a kind of 'fear', just like monsters want to accept the fear of humans. The only difference between gods and monsters is that they have priesthood and godhead...

This condensed belief is naturally not as great as the curse of six billion people, but its purity is much higher than the evils of this world. These beliefs are, after all, imprinted with their own god names.

"I have roughly understood the basic situation... Since everything is fine, that would be the best."

Apart from belief, what Tiancongyunjian handed over to Liangyiluo was its memory.

That is all its memories from Liangyiluo to the present.

In the end, Shenqi finally created the Demon Realm and created the life of the Demon Realm, and Yasaka Kanako and Suwako, who were related to Liangyiluo, were directly brought into the Demon Realm by Shenqi, so that they would not be as normal. In the end, only the name of the god remains, and even the body disappears. Apart from accepting human offerings and asking the gods, they can no longer appear on the earth by their own will.

However, the power of the era is indeed powerful, and it still blocks the connection between the demon world and the present world. It will take time for the power of the era to disappear by itself. In other words, within a short period of time, the connection between the demon world and the present world will be cut off. Human beings cannot go to the Demon Realm, and neither can people from the Demon Realm descend here.

"Huh... that's fine, if that's the case, I don't need to face Shenqi directly now, I still have time to play with myself."

Seeing Shenqi at this time, I must be very embarrassed.

Liang Yiluo wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his head.

It would be embarrassing to see Suwako, and she would definitely be embarrassed by that aunt Kanako.

Besides, if they were here, I would be unable to do many things... Doing something in front of their noses would definitely be hindered.

Only now, when they are away, finish the work quickly and cook the raw rice. Then, as long as you have a thicker skin, all problems will be fine!

After planning the next course of action, Liang Yiluo nodded in satisfaction.

Hanging the Tiancongyun Sword on his waist, flicking the sleeve, the sword on his waist seemed to disappear, and in front of him, the projection of the Tiancongyun Sword reappeared.

Taking this sword directly will definitely cause a big sensation, and putting a projection here is enough.

Liangyiluo has not changed the concept of Tiancongyun Sword, it is still the symbol of Suzhan Mingzun, and its function is to absorb faith!

In the distant ancient times, there was a hero who used it. It seems that since then, this sword has been called the Kusanagi Sword...

"But I didn't expect, Shenqi, you actually left me some things..."

With gentle eyes, Liang Yiluo spoke softly, recalling what happened in Gao Tianyuan and Shenqi's charming body.

The moment he got the sword, he felt another thing related to the sword, waiting for Liangyiluo to take it.

Walking out of this shrine, a gust of warm wind blows down the leaves in the shrine, and they fall to the ground floatingly. Miko, I'm afraid I'm going to sweep the floor while muttering again.

Looking up at the sun in the sky, feeling the warmth of the sun, Liang Yiluo squinted and sighed: "It's really peaceful..."

Rather lazily straightening his clothes, Liang Yiluo put on a serious expression, and silently calculated the specific location. The place connected with the sword is not too far away, and it is only about ten kilometers away from Ping An Jing.

Liang Yiluo didn't use other methods, and he didn't lack time. He just wandered out of the shrine and returned to Suzaku Avenue.

Pedestrians passing by did not notice that someone suddenly appeared beside them. Although they would look at him secretly, it was because of their respect and fear of his clothes and temperament, not the surprise of him suddenly appearing from the street. Its shape is like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

Walking out of Heian-kyo, like most hardworking people, he used his feet to feel the pulse of the earth, directly crossed the wide main road, and walked into a remote forest.