Spell Return: Unlock eight special skills at the beginning

In No. 1's hand, the relic exuded ripples.

Let those who see him involuntarily feel a little calm from their hearts.

This is the greeting gift that once lied brought when he first appeared in front of him.

This is a way to show the sincerity of the spell spirits.

Inside this gate, which is called the Buddha Bone Relic.

Sealed with a spell that is still asleep.

It can be said that it is the easiest [door] to expand spells.

But in the three months since he got his hands, the number one who has entered the [Gate] once a month has indeed not received the slightest spell until now.

As for the information of the [door], he thinks that he has never leaked the slightest.

But on the other end of the phone, since even the name of the door is clearly known, it is meaningless to not admit it.

"How do you know? "

No. 1 said in a deep voice.

Zizizizi!

On the other end of the phone, there was a sound like electricity, as if something was interfering with the signal.

But this phone is not a simple evil phone, and there is a mixture of magic in his materials.

There will be absolutely no so-called interference.

The emergence of this situation at this moment must be caused by the strong fluctuation of the mana of those guys on the other side.

"We, naturally our channels. "

"If you're not satisfied, you can use the power of the Spell Guild to play with us, but..."

The voice on the other side suddenly paused, and turned into a charming girlish voice, which said in a seductive tone.

"You guys~ also have to have it, and you can play with the capital~"

Every pick in the words carries a bit of uncontrollable temptation.

"Hmph!!Don't talk too much!!"

"Why?Angry?No one knows, but you can't hide it from us1.,The group of monsters in the Spell Association have been taken away by your president and taken away to the remaining group of empty shells 'there', how can they tolerate us?"

Click!!

A burst of anger rose in No. 1's eyes in an instant, and the space in front of him, under his anger, appeared several cracks.

He gritted his teeth.

forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Okay!! I agree to hand over the Buddha's bone relics to you! But the rules remain the same, take his head in exchange for !!."

One's voice was as if it had been squeezed out of his teeth.

With a little bit of can't say it's killing.

"Okay~ three days later, you see~ see what you want~"

The voice on the other end of the phone changed to the gloomy old woman again.

"Hehehehe~"

"I advise you to do it now. "

Number One said with a warning.

"When to do it, when this person will die, shouldn't we say it?"

Doodoo !!

The voice fell, and there were three blind tones on the phone.

Peng!!

Click!!

No. 1 hatefully smashed the phone in his hand.

The resentment in his eyes was almost about to overflow into substance.

"One, two!!, all dare to be powerful on the head of Lao Tzu!!"

"Damn!! don't even think about living!!Don't even think about it!!"

One's eyes were red and he yelled frantically.

When did the president of the Spell Association be so humiliated!!

When was it so ignored!!

The rage was almost extinguishing One's mind.

It is the result of the infinite magnification of the anger that has been piled up in countless small things.

Buzzing~!

In a corner that One didn't notice.

The [door] that he had always thought was sleeping shone with a faint blue light.

Vaguely.

It was like a huge and treacherous shadow floating above the Buddha's bone relics, smiling and taking in everything.

...............

The backyard of the Zen house.

It's still as retro and tranquil as ever.

It was as if all strife could not disturb the tranquility of the courtyard.

Even people who are impetuous in their hearts will fall into peace the moment they enter this courtyard.

I only felt that there was a pair of gentle hands constantly caressing that restless heart.

Different from the autumn colors of the outside world.

At this moment, in the backyard of the Zen courtyard, the cherry blossoms are all over the sky, as if there is a mysterious power, covering the courtyard.

Beautiful cherry blossoms, slowly falling.

It's like a superb view of the world.

Under the tree.

A huge tatami mat sits quietly on the floor.

An old man in black sat cross-legged, holding a cup of tea, and took a sip gently.

On the table, the fragrance is overflowing.

It seems to bring everything back to that Fuso, the most beautiful and absurd era.

Pleasure is a poison that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"You are not afraid to indulge in this, lost in desire. "

Opposite the old man in black was a blind old man dressed in white, with an indescribable hole in the sockets of the black hole.

"Hehe~ Pleasure is blindly poisonous, but why not a kind of practice?"

The man in black who spoke was the great elder of the Zen Yuan family, and tomorrow night in the Zen Temple, he drank the precious green tea in the cup like a cow drinking water.

The precious tea leaves that can only be produced in a few decades are treated as chewing gum, chewed a few times, and then spit out boringly.

"I've enjoyed it, and I don't think it matters~"

While speaking, the Zen temple lay on the tatami mat in the middle of the night, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the blind old man who was drinking tea without saying a word, and showed a hint of a smile.

"Wutiaoyun, that kid in your family, it seems that he can't keep up with Long Yi's steps~"

"Don't worry, don't worry, Xiaowu that child, has been sitting on the finish line since birth, and finally someone can let him walk seriously, I also want to thank you Zen Yuan family. Oh~!No, I almost forgot, Zen Yuan Ryuichi has nothing to do with your Zen source family. "

The person who sneered at the Zen temple on the night was none other than the great elder of the current Gojo family, and the only one who knew Gojo Satoru's true potential.

"Ha~" Zen Yuan didn't seem to hear the taunt from the other party tomorrow night, and opened a yawn indifferently.

"A family like ours, it doesn't matter if you don't come back, this era has passed, it's hard to say whether the three royal families can exist, he's outside, it's a good thing. "

"As long as he has the blood of the Zen family on his body, don't say that he doesn't recognize the family, if he is happy, I can give him the position of this old bone to sit on~"

Although the tone of the Zen temple is lazy on the night, the meaning of the words is indeed so solemn.

"You guys~" Gojo nodded helplessly.

It's like facing a friend who makes you feel helpless.

If anyone else saw this, they would be so surprised that they wouldn't even believe their eyes.

Zen temple five, generation of enemies.

The blood is endless, and the mortal enemy is continuous.

This has become almost the consensus of the entire spell world.