I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

The result was that everyone in the room had an expression that said, "Just as I expected."

The professionals present all understood this.

The talismans and magical artifacts sold to the police station have very limited damage and can only be used to deal with very weak spirits.

Even against slightly stronger spirits, the damage output is insufficient.

As for using it to deal with monsters

I haven't even considered it.

Looking at the expressions of everyone in the conference room, Kuroda Musashi was also somewhat angry.

Every year, the police department approves a budget of over a billion dollars to purchase exorcism equipment for officers in the Paranormal Investigations Unit, but this is the result?

The other side only sent one person, and they single-handedly completed the entire course!

He suppressed his anger and asked.

"I would like to ask if any of you have any methods to deal with these monsters?"

For a moment, both Shintoists and Buddhists fell silent.

That's a monster!

It is a creature that exists only in legends, and even transcends history!

We suggest you run away!

"Amitabha, of course there is a way." After a long while, Master Jingshui spoke thoughtfully.

"Please speak, Master," Kuroda Musashi said hastily, grasping at a straw.

"Has the Superintendent ever heard of the concept of a divine artifact?"

Kuroda Musashi was taken aback.

Although he had reached his position and gained some understanding of exorcism, he still possessed a certain level of knowledge about the subject.

But he had never heard of any so-called divine artifact.

He quickly said, "Please enlighten me, Master."

Master Jing Shui nodded.

"Ordinary iron cannot truly kill monsters; it can only cause some injuries. Given time, the wounds will heal."

"Similarly, bullets and grenades are also difficult to use, especially against monsters that excel at defense."

"However, divine artifacts, as special tools, can do this."

"In ancient times, generals and swordsmen, with the exception of a few, relied on divine artifacts to slay monsters."

"Therefore, the best way to defend against the invasion of monsters is to send a Shintoist to be stationed in the police station for a long time."

"Could the master send some such people to work in the police station?" Kuroda Musashi requested.

“Impossible,” Master Jing Shui resolutely refused.

"We currently have far too few divine artifacts."

"It is estimated that there are fewer than a hundred usable Shinto artifacts in the entire Tokyo metropolis."

"Furthermore, we also need to leave behind the sacred artifacts used to guard the temple, so even fewer items will be taken out."

"Then what is the point of the master saying this?" Kuroda Musashi was stunned, and suddenly felt like he had been tricked.

"Chief Inspector, please don't be hasty." Master Jing Shui revealed a profound smile. "What I'm about to say is the important part."

"Although there aren't many Shinto artifacts that can be used, every household in Tokyo has a few that have been defiled by yokai and need to be purified."

"Instead of returning it, he enshrined it himself."

"Am I right?"

Upon hearing this, the Shintoists had no choice but to nod in agreement.

“These are the key points,” Master Jingshui said emphatically. “Purifying a divine artifact can take ten or even several decades, which is far too long.”

“However, recently, our temple has developed a completely new method that can accelerate this process.”

After saying that, Master Jing Shui gave a wink.

Huitong, who was standing beside him, immediately understood and took a package, which he then unfolded in front of everyone.

That was a wooden fish.

Half of it has the smoothness of nanmu wood, while the other half is eroded by black threads.

“In addition to offerings, we also specially assigned monks to recite Buddhist scriptures around the object 24 hours a day. As a result, we discovered that a special energy entered the divine artifact.”

"The purification speed has increased several times."

“A divine artifact like this can be successfully purified in just a few years.”

These words, like a bomb exploding, silenced the entire conference room.

Master Jing Shui raised his eyelids and glanced triumphantly at the silent clergy.

So, did this move completely crush you?

Sure enough, all the clergy present avoided his gaze.

Until I saw a pair of bright eyes, looking at me thoughtfully.

Master Jing Shui was taken aback.

The owner of those eyes was none other than the junior priest he had mistaken earlier.

Haha, scared out of your wits?

Seeing this, Master Jing Shui decided to press his advantage.

He cleared his throat and gave a kind smile.

"Amitabha Buddha, does High Priest Shiraki have any further instructions?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mujun stood up and walked to Master Jingshui.

He nodded seriously.

"I think Master Jing Shui is absolutely right."

Master Jing Shui felt a surge of joy.

Okay, young man, that's very well said!

I never expected that someone so connected to Buddhism would emerge from Shintoism.

Should I consider becoming a monk?

Our temple provides food and lodging, and even gives you monks' robes!

Just as he was considering how to persuade Shiraki Jun to turn against him, he heard Shiraki Jun continue speaking.

"But it's not complete."

"Master Jing Shui may not know that the purification of divine artifacts is not a linear relationship."

"For example, if you pour fifty points of mana into this divine artifact every day, it might take three years to purify it."

"But if you input 100 mana points a day, it will only take a year."

"Furthermore, if you enter more at once..."

Shiraki Shun did not continue speaking.

Instead, he reached out and gently pressed his hand on the wooden fish.

In an instant, a gentle silver light suddenly shone in the conference room.

The sudden flash of silver light fell into everyone's eyes, like a new moon hanging in the sky.

What kind of tactic is this?

Whether they were clergy or monks, everyone present turned pale.

They felt an indescribable force passing by them.

This power is calm and gentle, bringing them peace and a longing for beauty.

The silver light subsided.

Shiraki Shun withdrew his hand.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The eroded, chaotic patterns have disappeared.

The wooden fish has regained its soft, bright appearance.

It is even rounder and fuller than before.

It was being shown to everyone.

"Damn it!"

Master Jing Shui stared blankly at the wooden fish that had suddenly become alert.

She looked up at Bai Mujun's serious face.

His lips trembled.

You you you you

You still say you're not a mountain god!

Chapter 93 Let's get one for our shrine too.

The divine artifact has been purified.

For a moment, the people in the room seemed to be collectively silenced.

Gazing at the wooden fish that seemed to have been rejuvenated, I was speechless with emotion.

The purification that Master Jing Shui described originally required several years to complete

From the moment Priest Shiraki made his move until now, it seems like only a few seconds have passed?