Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

"Because of the Steps to Godhood, I already have the ability to connect my own consciousness with that of my followers. I have reached the lowest threshold to becoming a god."

"So, my next goal is to become a god?"

Although he was no longer the same person as when he first came to this world, this idea still seemed a little weird to him.

God.

Even in Japan, where gods are not very valuable, this word seems to have an inexplicable magical power that makes people fascinated.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

Li Fuyao saw Shangshan Qing's thoughtful look and knew that his hard work was not in vain. He has always been smart and can understand many things at a glance without much explanation.

Uesugi Qing pondered for a moment, pointed at the sea of ​​stars in the sky, and asked hesitantly: "So, this sea of ​​stars of the gods..."

"This sea of ​​stars is a microcosm of the dream world, and it is also the battlefield and chessboard of the gods."

Li Fuyao took over the conversation naturally.

"People become stars after they die. This idea is active in many fairy tales."

“That’s not wrong actually.”

"Every living being has his or her own dream mirror. Extraordinary people can enter their own dream mirrors freely, but ordinary people also dream."

“The scene in the dream and the person in the mirror are the world of consciousness.”

"After becoming a god through various means, one has the ability to observe the dream mirror world from a macro perspective, and the dream mirrors of others are these stars."

"In fact, this ability of the gods is based on their spiritual power which is stronger than that of the extraordinary beings."

"Or call it [Soul Strength]."

"As long as your soul is strong enough, you can even wander in this sea of ​​stars and visit other people's dreams to achieve a similar effect. Of course, you can also forcefully break into the enemy's dream and eradicate it completely to prevent future troubles."

These were all new knowledge to Uesugi Kiyoshi. After memorizing them in his mind, he felt much better.

He has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. When something he can't understand weighs on his mind, he becomes depressed, especially when it comes to things related to his own strength.

The experiences of two lives and the dangers of this world made him attach great importance to his own strength.

"Thanks."

He said thank you to thank Li Fuyao for saying so much to him.

The girl holding the green lantern smiled brightly and shook her head.

"This is the last time."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned in astonishment and asked tentatively, "Will you help me for the last time?"

The light in the green lamp flickers, and there seems to be deep affection in the watery eyes.

"No I hope this is the last time I hear you say thank you to me."

"Where I come from, family members support each other, and there is no need to thank them."

"I help you, not for your reward."

These words seemed to carry a warm current, deeply touching Uesugi Kiyoshi's heart.

He wrinkled his nose in bewilderment, feeling the undisguised kindness and affection, turned his head in panic and casually changed the subject.

"Then Fuyao, can you do it?"

"I mean, breaking into other people's dreams."

Li Fuyao pursed his lips and smiled indifferently: "It depends on the strength of the opponent."

"The weak will naturally break through the door with ease, but the strong will knock on the door and see if the owner gives them a chance."

"The Collectibles Association has its own set of equipment, as well as a dedicated Dreamweaver team. Working with them will increase the chances of successfully breaking into other people's dreams."

"Well, never mind. I'll just show you."

As he spoke, Li Fuyao stretched out his jade arm from his sleeve and made a gesture of knocking on the door.

A green light visible to the naked eye emanated from the Baiwen Pavilion, transformed into a meteor, and rushed away into the distance in the sea of ​​stars.

At the same time, his heart was shaken, as if something was calling him in the mirage.

When he raised his eyes, he met Li Fuyao's smiling gaze.

He immediately understood, let down his guard, and calmed down.

Everything went dark before my eyes, and the familiar feeling of dizziness returned.

The warm little hand consciously held his hand again, making him feel at ease.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a familiar scene.

There are deserted ancient Japanese streets, some gloomy castle towns and commercial streets, a golden hook hanging upside down in the sky, the sound of waves rising and falling, a tall building standing tall, and you can even vaguely see the coastline not far away.

In front of Uesugi Kiyoshi was a heavy door.

Behind the door are all his secrets, secrets that he has never told even to Nohara Anzi, and that little white rabbit probably can't understand either. But Li Fuyao is different. Uesugi Kiyoshi has no doubt that as long as Li Fuyao comes here for a stroll, his background will be clearly understood by this mysterious girl.

The Hundred Demons Picture Scroll that he relies on for survival and that allows him to constantly become stronger, the Shuten-doji who lives here, the statues of gods who lead to the steps to the gods, the magnificent paintings on the walls, and the Hundred Tales Cards with magical effects.

However, this girl holding the green lantern is someone who can calmly say, "I help you not for anything in return."

It was as if a kaleidoscope of events flashed through my mind, with every bit of experience from the moment I met Li Fuyao flooding back to me.

That calm and beautiful face that seemed never to be frightened since the first time they met, that cheongsam that astounded him, that delicate figure that tried her best to pave a way for him among the rivers and mountains, that goddess who held the green lamp and stood high above everyone else.

The scent of sandalwood mixed with wine seemed to have been deeply engraved in his heart and could not be erased.

If even she can't be trusted.

Who else can I trust?

Once this thought appeared in Uesugi Kiyoshi's mind, it could never be dispelled.

A relieved smile curved up at the corners of his mouth.

He reached out and touched the door of the Mirage, applying a little force.

The door lock fell, and the door quietly opened. Warm yellowish light poured out like mercury, shining on the two people who were still holding hands.

A golden boy and a jade girl, a talented man and a beautiful woman, it's nothing more than this.

"This is called: It is impolite not to reciprocate."

"Welcome to my home, Fuyao."

Chapter 194: Hundred Tales

Since the discovery of the Sea of ​​Gods and the embarkation on the Stairway to Godhood, the Mirage has undergone some modifications by Uesugi Kiyoshi.

The top of the tall building has been covered by him, turning into an endless starry sky. At first glance, it feels similar to the meeting hall of the Collectibles Association.

That was his sea of ​​stars.

The murals around are still the same as usual, with vivid images of monsters with different characteristics. Coupled with the candlelight on the brass lampstand, it is magnificent and gives people an unusual and strange feeling.

The statue of him was also sitting in front of the Ukiyo-e mural, with his head held high and sword in hand, looking disdainful and radiant, looking even more domineering than he really was.

The moment he saw the statue, a complex look of nostalgia flashed across Li Fuyao's eyes, and then he returned to his usual calmness.

She walked as if she was visiting a good friend's house, with relaxed steps and looking around with some curiosity, taking in the entire mirage.

"Hmm, it looks like your style. Do you usually practice swordsmanship here? I see a lot of sword marks on the ground."

"But this is too ascetic, don't you even prepare a set of chairs?"

"You can't entertain guests like this. Besides, if you just do this, the believers you summoned might lack some respect for you."

With a wave of his hand, the door closed tightly.

After listening to Li Fuyao's words, Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded thoughtfully.

"I have just gained some abilities related to the [Gods]. As you can see, after I killed Tosho God, I seem to have gained some benefits."

“As for these ukiyo-e paintings”

Before Uesugi Kiyoshi could figure out how to explain, he saw Li Fuyao walking around the wall and responding casually.

"The Hundred Demons Scroll is an advanced product of the Monster Register. It is a special tool for connecting and gathering the beliefs of monsters. It is considered the key to monsters becoming gods. It was not a rare item during the Heian period."

When she saw Uesugi Kiyoshi looking at her in shock, she couldn't help but smile slightly, her voice very soft.

"Don't look at me like that. There are few things in this world that I can't recognize."

"Besides, Hyakumonogatari can also be considered a kind of monster register."

"It's the one you just saw."

"This kind of thing is not a unique copy. Most ghost kings with names and surnames will keep a list of monsters. Most of them have some powerful abilities that match their masters. It's a bit like the saying of Qigong practitioners in the Celestial Empire. "

"However, in comparison, your scroll of a hundred demons is a bit scary both in terms of content and scale."

Looking at Li Fuyao who was in amazement, Uesugi Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Well, how can I put it? It's hard to put it into words."

"This is not mine, but my achievements in swordsmanship so far are closely related to it. Even my power to deal with ghosts and gods mostly comes from it."

"Once or twice is fine, but after a long time, I always wonder if this kind of power gained by [taking shortcuts] is just a castle in the air and will collapse at some point."

“I haven’t even stepped into the door of a practitioner yet.”

He is not usually so sentimental, but in front of Li Fuyao, he couldn't help but say out some of the secrets in his heart.

Li Fuyao smiled brightly, her eyebrows were as dark as spring mountains, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her red lips were slightly parted, as if she did not agree with Uesugi Kiyoshi's statement.

“Power is power.”

"No matter how powerful the Hundred Demons Scroll is, it is just a dead object. It is a special kind of ghost weapon."

"Just like your Onikiri."

"You are a swordsman. When you swing your sword to kill the enemy, will the sword in your hand be too sharp and become a shackle for you?"

"Isn't the key still the person who uses the sword?"

"So, if you are really worried, you can also learn some cultivation techniques. I remember that the New Yin School has a set of living swords, which is a set of Qi training skills and breathing techniques that are paired with a killing knife. Didn't your master teach it to you?"