Chapter 1025: Juelu Yin Yang Liao, Liao Si Shi General, Goodbye Master

Over there, Paimeng and Xin Yan asked about the identity of the paper man.

The other party's appearance was too coincidental, and it was hard not to suspect that the monster that appeared in the secret realm was related to him, or even that it was released by the other party.

"My name is General Shiki," the paper figurine introduced himself. "I'm sorry to let you see my immature side on our first meeting."

General Shi looked at the secret realm and said, "This secret realm is called 'Jue Lu Yin Yang Liao'. I am the 'Liao Si' in the Yin Yang Liao, in charge of all affairs in the Liao."

"Onmyoji?" Ying crossed his arms and thought.

Onmyoji started up, and Jiang Yi almost recalled another game he had played before crossing over.

"The Jue Lu Yin Yang Liao has been dormant with me for many years." Shi Da Da continued, "But just a few days ago, this secret realm was affected by some unknown force, and it unexpectedly revived the monsters without authorization and opened the door..."

Shock, anger and rage surged in its heart, but it didn't know why.

"I... seem to have lost some of my memory." It fell into recollection and became confused. "I only remember that when I woke up, I faced a nightmare-like scene, and subconsciously wanted to stop it."

"I didn't expect that all the monsters I defeated turned into talismans."

"When I saw these talismans, I remembered that they should belong to this Yin Yang House just like me... They are the creations of Yin Yang Magic."

Ying and Paimeng both subconsciously looked at the pendant on Jiang Yi's waist.

Among the immortal scrolls, Fanan, Yingda, Shiranui, Xuenü, and Xuehuhua showed no signs of fluctuation.

How can a mere creation of Yin-Yang magic compare with them?

They are either real spirits, or inherit the power and wishes of the strong, or they are strange flowers born from myths...

Among the hundreds of ghosts, the weakest ones are the Fire Diamond, the Giant Raccoon Demon, and the Mist Spirit. Not to mention their strength, their essence is much better than those monsters.

"Well, we understand." Xin Yan also roughly understood what General Shi meant. She didn't know the principle of the creation of Yin-Yang magic, but after seeing Jiang Yi transform all things into soldiers when he was saving people from exile, she didn't find it strange anymore.

"Hmm? You...you understand?" General Shiki was a little surprised. In fact, he himself couldn't explain this phenomenon.

His eyes finally noticed the talisman on Jiang Yi's waist.

"Are they... also Shikigami?" It felt the surging magic power contained in those golden and jade-like talisman papers.

"They are... immortal spirits." Jiang Yi said.

"Lian Ling?" General Shi was puzzled.

"Maybe it was created by heaven and earth, or by immortal arts..." Jiang Yi explained with a smile, "You... were endowed with spirituality by others."

"Sorry... I'm sorry!" General Shiki felt as if his past and future were seen through by Jiang Yi. "As a 'Shikigami', I only know that I am a 'Ryoshi'."

"Who is the master? What is the purpose of creation? I can't remember anything..."

"Please forgive my indiscretion, but can you tell me what kind of existence you are?"

Its intuition sensed that Jiang Yi was extraordinary.

Better than his own immortal spirit, it seems to be the indifference of all spirits in the creation.

"He... hehe!" Paimon put his hands on his hips, "Let me tell you his name, Taiyi Zhenren of Liyue, the God of Hope and Miracles of Mondstadt, Amaterasu Tsukuyomi, the Master of the Mysterious Leaves of Bodhi, the Lord of the Heavenly Dragon..."

"I just picked the newest and most famous ones. There are also Lingshan Patriarch, West Wind Sword Saint, Zuohuang Great God, Yue Ye Jian Zun, Lord of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and a lot more. I won't mention them all! If I really start reading them, it will take more than a few minutes to finish."

Paimon is humble and proud, looking down on this little shikigami under the guise of a tiger.

Worship it!

Little creation, the one in front of you is Paimon’s good friend, a fairy from one country and the god of two countries.

"Wow... so awesome! Please... please forgive my rudeness just now." General Shiki was stunned when he heard these titles.

Paimon felt a little uncomfortable. It would be great if a large group of people were shocked at how terrifying this person was!

The shock of just such a small paper man does not give me any sense of satisfaction at all!

It turned out that both Jiang Yi and I don’t like to be in the spotlight.

Don't care about false reputation.

Otherwise, everyone should offer tribute.

"I almost forgot to announce my name. I am the messenger of the altar under the master of Bodhi Miaoye!" Paimeng remembered that he had another important identity. It was all because Jiang Yi never let him go to the altar to eat, which led to him almost forgetting it.

"???" Ying glanced at Paimeng. At this time, you didn't even say that you were Ying's best friend. As expected! He was fickle-minded, fond of the new and disliked the old, and admired the strong and disliked the old master.

Am I unworthy? Have I wronged you?

"Jiang Yi's friend, Ying." She simply gave her name.

"Xin Yan!" Xin Yan introduced himself in a more simple manner.

Jiang Yi looked at the two shameless people who were trying to take advantage of his glory and said, "Just call me Jiang Yi!"

"Oh! Lord Jiang Yi, no! Please forgive me, call me His Highness Jiang Yi." It is the Inazuma tradition to address God as "Sir" or "Your Highness" after his name. General Shiki still remembers how to address such a great being.

Xin Yan put her hands on her hips. In front of Jiang Yi, it didn't matter whether the person in front of her was a good person or a bad person.

If you are alone, you can use music to test the other person's heart, whether he is good or evil.

People who are passionate about music can use a special language that cannot be seen by the naked eye and use music as a medium to convey their feelings. This language is very honest and can only touch the most sincere part of people's hearts.

It can verify a person’s sincerity.

Language is hidden in the music, entering the soul and triggering thinking.

Different souls will respond differently to this language. As long as the listeners tell her the answer, she can tell what color their soul is!

Even a shikigami without a soul but only spirituality will be moved by music.

Choose an answer from millions of imaginations, that answer is the color of the soul or heart.

Her sense of music is the basis, making friends through music is intimacy.

"If you want to regain your memory, go back to the Yin-Yang Bureau." Jiang Yi said.

"Isn't this principle similar to the fact that an amnesiac patient may remember something when he returns to a familiar place?" Paimeng said.

General Shi nodded: "If possible, please help me, His Highness Jiang Yi..."

"I'm just about to go back to the Onmyoji."

It is small, only the size of a palm, but its voice and behavior are as mature as an adult.

“Although I still have many questions about myself, I can feel that my power comes from the same source as the Yin-Yang Bureau of Jue Lu… Perhaps there is no need to doubt it, I am one with it.”

"I... should be able to completely control it! I don't know why, but I always have this thought..."

As long as the Onmyoji is controlled, these monsters will be imprisoned.

"Although I have never met your master, the founder of the Yin-Yang Bureau, in person, he and I have a connection." Jiang Yi said, "I came here for the Yin-Yang Bureau's affairs."

He stopped pretending and revealed the news directly.

"You know my master?" General Shi was surprised. "Then can you tell me who he is?"

"When you return to the Onmyoji Bureau and regain your memory, you will naturally understand. Otherwise, if it's just a name, it won't mean much." Jiang Yi took the lead and walked towards the Onmyoji Bureau.

General Shi followed.

"It seems that he is not an enemy." Xin Yan said. She believed Jiang Yi.

"Is Jiang Yi playing dumb?" Paimon scratched his head. "Who is the founder of the Onmyoji that has a connection with him?"

Ying responded one by one.

"Yin-Yang magic?" she murmured, feeling as if she had heard of it somewhere.

After entering the gate of the secret realm, I came to a house with a shuren rope hanging above and talismans pasted in front of the wooden door. After the talismans sensed the situation, they gradually lit up with golden light, causing the gate to move to both sides.

"Strange, there doesn't seem to be anything special in this Yin-Yang Mansion?" Xin Yan found that he didn't encounter any monsters or traps on the way just now.

The interior of the house was spacious, with a brazier burning and warm dusk-like light illuminating the floor. The screens and murals were covered with Inazuma-style drawings, looking a little eerie in the shadows.

On the ground and on the pillars, there were many yellow-bottomed black spell talismans, some intact, some damaged, and some torn apart.

"It looks like that, but I can vaguely feel my mana recovering... Phew, I feel a little better." General Shiki felt his strength growing, and his body, which was almost drained of mana, gave birth to an endless supply of mana.

Paimon looked at a weapon rack and said, "Over there, over there, isn't there someone there?"

She seemed to have seen a figure running over just now.

"There's someone in the Onmyoji Bureau? This... is a bit unbelievable. Ordinary people wouldn't rashly break into such a secret place..." General Shiki was surprised.

Ying frowned slightly, her golden eyes scanning all around, recalling the outline that had just flashed by.

"It looks a little familiar..." she said warily.

"An old friend is here, don't you want to meet him?" Jiang Yi's voice spread throughout the room.

"Ha!" A sound of footsteps came from the darkness, and a young and energetic voice said, "I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be..."

"You guys!" Tartaglia walked out from behind the screen, wearing a red mask on the side of his head, with eyes like waves and a temperament like a silver blade gradually unsheathed.

"Young Master?" Ying asked.

"It's you?" Paimon was surprised.

"Young Master?!!" Xin Yan remembered the heated battle that once took place in Liyue.

Jiang Yi once fought with a powerful God's Eye holder in the sea near Guyun Pavilion. According to rumors, the opponent was a Zhidong executive officer named Gongzi. Is this him?

She had never seen the young master, but she felt that this person looked very similar.

After all, Jiang Yi's friends are rarely ordinary people.

In such a dangerous secret place, anyone who appears here is definitely not ordinary.

"Long time no see! Are you also coming to this secret realm to hone your skills?" After the young master looked at Jiang Yi, there seemed to be nothing else in his eyes, "Hahahaha! Perhaps for you, this secret realm can be destroyed with one sword!"

There is an endless stream of hundreds and thousands of monsters with terrifying powers beyond the external world. The power of elements ravages the entire secret realm, turning it into a battlefield with no safe place.

From ordinary Hilichurls to Archer Hilichurls, Giant Axe and Fire Axe Hilichurls, Hilichurl Shamans with various attributes such as Water, Wind, Rock and Thunder, the tall and scary Hilichurl King, and formless elementals...ancient machines, dark monsters, abyss monsters...various elemental anomalies that strengthen monsters.

The enemies continued to attack without stopping, like a secret place out of control.

Even an excellent holder of the Eye of God would find it difficult to resist. Only someone at his level could fight for days or even months.

Oh! If there are so many monsters here!

There was a sharp smile on his face. The owner of this secret realm was undoubtedly a genius who had a thorough study of all kinds of monsters, and he was also a powerful Onmyoji who was once well-known in Inazuma.