The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Is that you? A human who wants to learn swordsmanship from me."

"Uh, yes, yes! Kosaka Takeya, please give me some advice!"

Awakened from his wild thoughts, Takeru subconsciously stood up straight, standing in a military posture, which made Youmu and Reimu stunned.

"Well, your voice sounds quite energetic. As expected of the person introduced by Master Yakumo Murasaki, I am the Soul Demon Ji."

Nodding as if he was satisfied with Takeya, Soul Demon Ji slowly drank the tea in the cup before saying:

"Looking at you, you can't help but think of me when I was young, majestic and majestic."

"Ahaha, really, really?"

Soul Demon Ji praised Wu and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

"Since it was introduced by that adult, and Lord Yuyouzi also agreed, I naturally have no reason to refuse, but there are some things that need to be explained in advance."

The bogey's words made Wu Ye's relaxed body tense again.

"The swordsmanship used by the old man is the swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation by the soul family. If you are not a member of the family, you are not allowed to teach it."

"is that so?"

"Well, that means unless Youmu marry you, there is no way to teach you this kind of swordsmanship."

"Well"

"Grandpa, what are you talking about!"

The astonishing words of Yaoji instantly ushered in Youmeng's shameful and angry protest, and Takeya immediately gave his own reply after a brief moment of stupefaction.

"Ah, that, although I am very grateful for your kindness, but after all, I am a human being, so I might not be able to accept it in terms of race."

"Why do you say it as if I was dumped by you!"

Staring at Takeya viciously, Yomu seems to be about to draw his sword from the movement of his hands.

"Well, that's the case, that's a pity, the old man originally wanted you and Youmu to inherit the mission of the soul family and serve Lord Yuyuko."

Without the slightest sloppiness, just like a random proposal just now, Soul Yaoji casually gave up the idea just now.

"In that case, the old man has no choice but to teach you another kind of swordsmanship."

"Since there are other options, I should have said it first."

"Don't be impatient, young man. Old people are justly forgiven for forgetting things now and then."

Different from the first impression, Soul Youmu's attitude towards others is completely different from that of her granddaughter Youmu. She is quite kind, so kind that one might even think that he has some Alzheimer's disease.

"Although I practice the swordsmanship of the soul family, I have also dabbled in other swordsmanships. One of them is the move called 'Yan Hui', which I learned under the guidance of a swordsman."

"Oh! Although it seems to be a subtle and familiar trick, but the name sounds so handsome!"

"That's right. This is the secret sword to set foot in the highest realm. Even the planes in the sky can be easily shot down when practiced to the peak."

"Fly, plane.?"

Hearing this, the corner of Wu Ye's mouth twitched, this guy can't really be dementia, right?

"Grandpa, it's not an airplane but a bird."

Seeing that her grandfather's topic had taken a strange turn, Youmu helplessly held her forehead, her eyes unconsciously falling on a thick black machine in the corner of the room.

It was a machine that Yuyuko asked her friend Yakumo Murasaki to bring from the outside world. It is said to be a device called "TV". After passing a special connection, it can display certain images of the outside world. Although I don't know why it suddenly cannot be used recently. .

It seems that grandpa was accidentally affected by outside information.

After much deliberation, Youmu could only come to this helpless conclusion. It seemed that as he grew older, her grandfather had gradually begun to enter the period that a normal elderly person should enter.

"Ah, so it's a flying bird? I always remembered it was a plane."

"No, grandpa, where did the plane come from at that time? It was a flying bird."

"Forget it, just think of it as a flying bird."

At the insistence of their granddaughter, Soul Yaoji and Wu Yan accepted the other party's correction, although objectively speaking, Youmu was right.

After finishing his explanation, Yao Ji put down his tea cup and stood up slowly. His figure was not that tall. Even if he stood straight, he was only a little taller than a martial artist.

"Without further ado, let's get started."

"Hey, aren't there any preparation steps?"

"Prepare? What do you mean?"

"Eh, warm-up, stretching, etc.?"

"Stretching exercises?"

Soul Yaoji lifted up the wooden sword leaning on the corridor, raised his brows and said in confusion:

"It seems like I heard it somewhere. I'm not sure. Does this have any effect?"

"Well, it probably prevents injuries, sprains or something."

"Is it a sprain? It seems to be a common injury."

"It's like this for you, but it will be very painful for me, right? I'm a human being."

"Really? How painful will it probably be?"

"Um"

Unexpectedly, Soul Demon Ji would ask such a question, Wu Ye really thought about it, and after a while he replied:

"It's probably about the same as eating a Reimu barrage, if I'm not dead yet."

"Well, I heard from Yakumo Murasaki-sama that you seem to be an immortal being. After being severely injured, you will directly 'die' and then 'resurrect', and you don't seem to feel pain, right?"

"Well, that's true."

"In that case, after the sprain, you just need to die and resurrect."

Wu Ye pondered for a moment——

"What you said seems to make sense, so let's get started."

At this moment, in the White Jade Tower in the underworld, Yuyuko and Yakumo Murasaki were observing the practice of Takeya and others through the gap.

"Hehe, Yaoji has really changed a lot."

Yuyuko smiled and looked at the soul demon Ji who was talking nonsense to Takeya seriously:

"He was not such an easy person to get along with before. It was very hard for me at that time."

"Maybe it has something to do with getting older."

Not feeling anything wrong with the words coming from her own mouth, Yakumo Purple asked casually:

"How old is Yaoji?"

"I don't know. In my memory, he has always been serving as a court master. If you want to look into it carefully, it was a long time ago."

"Forget it, it sounds troublesome."

"That's right."

Smiling lightly and skipping the topic, Yuyouzi asked casually:

"By the way, Zi, why do you want Yao Ji to teach Takeya-kun?"

Looking at her friend beside her, Yuyouzi's eyes were full of curiosity, but it was just curiosity:

"It's a lie to say that swordsmanship is relatively easy and applicable? The soul family's swordsmanship is extremely difficult in terms of difficulty."

"Yes, it is indeed meaningless to ask Wuya to learn swordsmanship. If you can't learn it, you will tell others. A weapon that is not handy is useless."

Zi did not deny it. Facing her friend, she did not hide anything:

"We just deliberately don't want Takeya to come into contact with the 'demon power' in him so early."

"why?"

"Because Takeru has a need for us to do this."

Narrowing his eyes, Zi's colorful pupils tightly wrapped the figure of Takeya reflected in it like a cage in the abyss:

"All the exits in Gensokyo were sealed by that strange attack, but Takeya was still able to pass through the barrier and enter it as always."

The corners of Yakumo Purple's mouth were slightly raised. The aura exuding from her body at this moment made Yuyuko beside her feel a little palpitated, even unfamiliar.

"We are convinced that the only way to solve this 'mutation' is to rely on Wu Ye-jun, so before that, we must figure out what is special about him, or in other words, 'what' is he? .”

Three updates to make up for, I still owe one more update and I will continue tomorrow.