"Hmph, since I know that I'm going to enter the mountain of immortality, how can this old man not be able to do anything..."

A rapidly spinning object shot out of Mochizuki Yasushi's body and attacked Sousuke Araki along the icy snow.

"What is this?"

Araki Sousuke bent down quickly to catch the "hidden weapon" released by the other party, but found that it was a yellow and dilapidated rectangular object...

Seeing this very familiar appearance, he subconsciously tightened his hip muscles, straightened his back, and squeezed the things in his palm tightly in anger: "You...you think of me as...who?!"

"Hmph, no need to struggle. The grudge of 'Abashiri's Soap' may seem ordinary, but it contains the absolute rule of 'must bend over to pick it up, and can't move for three minutes'..."

Seeing Sousuke Araki obediently picking up the thing, Mochizuki Koji nodded with satisfaction, reached out and inserted his body into his body that looked like a pool of rotten flesh, and unhurriedly pulled out a thick brush.

"Although most of the grievances have been sealed in that place by the Yin-Yang Liao, the research institute has been responsible for the 'preliminary identification' over the years, and it is inevitable that some 'fish that slip through the net' will be intercepted."

I saw him lift the pen and insert it into the snow, with its own dark and thick ink, spreading and blooming along the snow-white ground like a flower...

"Your dharma is boundless, and perhaps even ghosts and gods can be transformed. However, resentment is the embodiment of residual obsessions and operating rules... Even the incomplete rules are enough to make you, the reincarnated Venerable, bow your head!"

Layers of ink rose from the ground, and a five-clawed black dragon with clear scales and claws was outlined behind Koji Mochizuki!

"To be able to use Katsushika Hokusai's "Pen of Obsession" to call out this 'Fuji Yuelong' here is a fitting occasion! "

Katsushika Hokusai is the most representative Ukiyo painter in Japan, with more than 30 nicknames such as "Painting Crazy Old Man" and "Mongri".

Among the 30,000 works he left behind in his lifetime, he is famous for "36 Views of Mount Fuji", "Hundred Stories of Monster Paintings" and "The Great Wave off Kanagawa". and many other Impressionist painting masters had a great influence.

"Use the last time of your life to appreciate it. At the age of 90, 'Painting Crazy' Katsushika Hokusai penetrated into the realm of painting, and left behind the final brush "Fuji Yuelong Tu", which is full of the meaning of 'must die'!"

Following his hoarse roar, the majestic and handsome black dragon swung down towards Sousuke Araki...

"Get out of the way, that black dragon is gathered by the 'rules', non-Buddhist law can be hard to resist!"

Looking at the black dragon rushing towards his face, Kagu Yahime, who was on the mountain wall behind Araki Sosuke, gave a loud warning.

"Oh, the 3D version of Ukiyo-e, it's really vivid."

However, Sousuke Araki, who put his pocket in one hand and picked his nostrils with the other, didn't seem to have any plans to escape.

The next second, the mighty black dragon crashed straight into his body and disappeared like a phantom.

"Little Bamboo, this time, no one can stop our father and daughter from meeting again."

Seeing this scene, Mochizuki Koji's wrinkled old face became even paler due to the consumption of a lot of vitality, but he brought a relieved smile.

At the age of 90, Hokusai Katsushika finished his painting "Fuji Crossing the Dragon", with the regret of "If you extend your life by ten years, you will reach the other side of the painting", and the grudge "The Pen of Obsession" was born.

The "Pen of Obsession" consumes ten years of the author's life, and summons the black dragon flying over Mount Fuji in "Fuji Cross Dragon", which contains the rule that "the connoisseur's life must be taken away".

This represents the never-tiring persistence and the black dragon's penetrating body, which means that even if Arakizong is a reincarnated Venerable, he is already a corpse.

"Dad waited for more than a thousand years... and then waste a mere... ten years of life... nothing at all..."

His arm, which was formed from layers of intertwined tentacles, which held the brush, began to dry and weather rapidly, turning into bits of sand.

"You know, for more than a thousand years, Dad's soul has been constantly shifting in this mutilated body, becoming more and more exhausted, to the point where it will get out of control if it is not replaced for a month."

"As long as you come over obediently, enter this girl's body, take the elixir of immortality, and refine it into the 'ultimate body of heaven and man', Dad can also be reborn..."

Without even looking at the brush that fell on the snow, he turned towards Kagu Yeji in the distance, showing a happy smile, like a remnant chrysanthemum swaying in the snow: "At that time, the souls of our father and daughter will be forever fused. In this body, we will never be separated!"

"What...you lunatic..."

Hearing Mochizuki Yasushi's words, Kagu Yehime covered her stomach in disgust, her face full of sadness.

"That... I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation... But, this black dragon, is gone?"

At the same time, a certain "corpse" in the stunned position scratched his head in confusion and protested dissatisfaction: "Even if it is a free-to-experience naked-eye 3D special effect, it can't be so short, right?"

"I was expecting all kinds of cool poses, or lines like 'Say your wishes, I can help you make any wishes come true'..."

"How...how can you be okay?!"

Looking at Sousuke Araki, who was safe and sound, standing in the snow~lightnovelpub.net~ Mochizuki Koji's smile instantly froze: "Among the 368 curse killings caused by the "Pen of Obsession", even if the target is There has never been a surviving case of a spirit remover..."

"Zheng."

Suddenly, a peach wood sword slid down quietly against the snow-white mountain wall, shattering Mochizuki's only remaining "arm" into tentacles all over the sky!

Then, a figure as fast as a gust of wind swept away Mochizuki Ayano, who had not yet fallen...

"Director Mochizuki, long time no see."

A heavily armored samurai covered in snow with his sword flying in the sky, surrounded by Mochizuki Ayano, appeared in front of Mochizuki Koji.

"I don't remember, I have seen such an inhuman existence as Your Excellency."

Mochizuki Koji stared bitterly at the samurai who was covered in corpse stench, his wounded arms quietly recovered as they were.

"Isn't it thanks to you that the old man became like this?"

The person who made a sneak attack and rescued Mochizuki Ayano entered at the moment when Sosuke Araki broke through the shadows from the sky, but Ichiro Tokimoto, who has been secretly watching from the sidelines.

"Hundred Battles Bronze Corpse... Are you, Ichiro Tokimoto?"

After thinking for a while, Mochizuki Yasushi's eyes showed a clear look: "Hey, to actually use this method to escape from such a joint killer move, he is indeed the strongest spirit slayer in Tokyo."

His chopped arm wriggled like an octopus, quietly crawling towards the "Pen of Obsession" that fell on the ground.

"The dead who survived by 'borrowing the dead', how can they be considered strong... The 'strongest' in Tokyo is in front of you."

Embracing Mochizuki Ayano, Tokimoto Ichiro looked at Sousuke Araki: "Girl Ayano is in hand, you don't need to delay anymore!"