The Millennium Night is coming in a blink of an eye.

By the Bright Moon Lake, on the rocks of a mountain.

A pair of men and women sat on each other, and the melodious bells came from the temple halfway up the mountain, echoing above Mingyue Lake.

This is the bell at zero o'clock, the bell that enters the new century.

Below the mountain peak, the whole city is brightly lit, and people come and go on the streets, making it very lively.

The same scene is happening in major cities around the world.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

"You said that if one day you really become a god, a thousand years later, do you still remember this place and me?" Liu Jiayao asked softly in Ge Dongxu's arms, leaning against the brightly lit city.

"You have already been carved into my life!" Ge Dongxu hugged Liu Jiayao's waist tightly and rubbed his ears.

Next to Mitsui Products Building, No. 1, Ichomei Ichiban, Otecho, Chiyoda, Japan, and opposite the moat of the Imperial House Edo Castle, there is a "Greater Tokyo Vacuum Zone" surrounded by multinational corporate office buildings, but there is a green leafy place, quiet and silent. This "vacuum zone" is the famous "Samen Tzuku" in Japan.

The only Japanese sect who openly rebels against the imperial court in Kyoto since history, the only one who has been openly rebelling against the emperor in Kyoto was the only one. The natural powerful general was eventually killed, his head was cut off and his body was torn to pieces.

After the Pingjiang Gate was killed, it was said that his head never rotted for several months, his eyes widened, as if he was still alive. Every night, there were shouts echoing: "My body was cut down, where are you? Come here quickly, come and merge with the head, let's fight again!"

The head tomb of the Jiangmen is said to be the place where the head of the Ping Jiangmen is buried.

There are many rumors about the head tomb of the Jiangmen, some of which have been a long time ago, while some happened in the 20th century. It is rumored that in 1923, the Japanese Province of Tripitaka destroyed it and established a temporary official office. Soon after, the Minister of Tripitaka died suddenly, and 14 important officials died one after another. In June 1940, the official office was struck by lightning and burned into ruins.

In the 20th year of Showa, Japan was defeated and ruled by the US military. The US military leveled the land in this area and planned to build a parking lot. Unexpectedly, the bulldozer suddenly fell in front of a "seemingly grave" and the workers who operated the bulldozer died in a bad life.

From then on, people firmly believe that whoever destroys the tomb of the general will be punished by heaven.

To this day, there are already tall buildings around the head of the Jiangmen, while the head of the Jiangmen is still covered with green leaves, quiet and silent.

On Millennium Night, many people came here to worship and pray silently.

As the cold wind roared deep in the night, people gradually left, and the gate's head tomb became quiet again.

The only man wearing a black hat, a white hunting suit, and a bat fan in his hand, was still standing quietly in front of the tombstone of the Pingjiangmen.

In the cold wind at night, such a person wearing clothes makes the surroundings particularly gloomy.

If Yang Yinhou had been here at this time, he would have been very shocked that the man in front of him was still alive and still so young.

Because this man is no other person, it was Nobita Ito, the Japanese Onmyoji who ambushed him in the Myanmar jungle.

"At this moment, our Ito family has been waiting for a thousand years! You should also be looking forward to the arrival of this moment!" In the dark night, Ito Nobita murmured to himself.

Then a strange and gloomy sneer gradually appeared on his face, and the bat fan in his hand fell on the stone tablet in front, slowly drawing it.

As Ito Nobita's bat fan fell, there seemed to be a sound from a distant place under the stone tablet.

As the sound sounded quietly underground, there were windy daosaki, Inari Shrine, Hachiman Shrine, Kanda Shrine, Tori Shrine, Tori Shrine, and Ito Nobitao's At that time.

This wind is different from the cold wind in winter, but it is an indescribable gloomy feeling, even if people in Tokyo are living at home, even when the heating is turned on, they feel a little gloomy.

"What's going on? Go and check it! Go and check it! Which guy destroyed the Beidou Seven Star Soul-Suppressing Array set up by the senior master! This is the Pingjiang Sect! If his resentful spirit that has not been dispersed for thousands of years runs out, it will take a lot of blood to swallow before he will stop!" A man with a white beard roared at a group of people in a secret base hidden in the mountains and forests in Tokyo.

"My body was cut down, where are you all? Come here quickly, come and join the head level, let's fight again!"

The sound from the ground was getting louder and closer, and even when it came to the ground where Ito Nobita stood, it began to vibrate slightly.

Ito Nobitao's beautiful face began to turn pale, and his hands holding the bat fan were trembling slightly. Every stroke was as heavy as a pound, and sweat came out from his forehead and rolled down.

A trace of resentful ghost gathered from all directions, pounced towards Ito Nobitao with his teeth and claws, biting and roaring

Ito Nobita is shaking.

"I will not give up for this moment for a thousand years! I will definitely become the most outstanding Onmyoji in the Ito family, and I will definitely stand at the peak of this end of Taoism!" Ito Nobita suddenly bit his tongue and a stream of essence and blood shot out like an arrow.

Blood fell on the stone tablet and slowly penetrated into the stone tablet.

In the dark night, a dark shadow was faintly churning in the stone tablet. The shadow was a general wearing ancient armor, with a ferocious face, and a long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the general raised the sword in his hand and slashed towards the ground.

The ground in front of the stone tablet seemed to suddenly crack, showing a black crack.

"My body was cut down, where are you all? Come here quickly, come and join the head level, let's fight again!"

A fierce and bloodthirsty voice came from the black crack. The cold wind whistling over Tokyo seemed to suddenly find the outlet of catharsis, and roared in and into the black crack.

"Haha!" Nobita Ito laughed wildly when he saw this, his body swayed in the darkness, and then under the wind, he actually crawled into the black crack.

The cold wind gradually subsided and the black slit gradually disappeared.

It seems like nothing has happened.

"What, everything is normal! No one died abnormally! Kaishen, Inari Shrine, Hachiman Shrine, etc. are also normal. But it was obvious last night." In the early morning, at a secret base in Tokyo, the white-bearded man was shocked and breathed a sigh of relief while listening to his subordinates' reports.

The gate head tomb is surrounded by a dark passage below.

Nobita Ito was waving the bat fan in his hand, and a wisp of ghosts washed by thousands of years was swept into the bat fan.

The bat fan's luster became darker and colder. Ito Nobita's pale face gradually became rosy, but the gloomy aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

"Great nourishment! It's really a nourishment! If I had come in with my cultivation a thousand years ago, I would have been swallowed by these ghosts long ago, but now after a thousand years of seal, no matter how powerful the ghost soldiers are, they will only have the purest original Yin Qi left! In just one stretch, my cultivation is about to break through to the seventh level of Qi training. When I absorb the pure original Yin Qi here, I will conquer the Pingjiang Sect. Now that the Taoist Dharma is in decline, who is my opponent?" Ito Nobita's eyes showed a arrogant look.
Chapter completed!