The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Cut! How dare a mere god come to demolish my old lady's shrine? I just hammered one, so which skin is itchy?"

"..."

Well, even the gods will not provoke this Hakurei Miko who has lawless thinking and lawless combat power at will. This seems to have become the consensus of everyone in Gensokyo.

"That bastard Cuixiang must have cut corners!"

Lingmeng gritted her teeth, and said firmly: "It must be, this guy, who obviously promised to lend her the shrine for a banquet, is actually playing tricks on my old lady!"

"Ah-choo!" A ghost king who was hungover somewhere suddenly got up and sneezed...

"What now?"

Marisa went forward to check the damage of the shrine. Half of the girder had collapsed. If someone pushes it further, the shrine that was finally built will be turned into ruins again.

"Tsk, damn it, it's not so easy to find free labor, if you can..."

Reimu squeezed her chin, her eyes slowly drifted to Marisa in front of her.

"..."

Teng Teng Teng - Marisa quickly walked sideways like a crab and left Reimu's line of sight, and made a gesture that if you dare to speak, I will dare to slip.

"Hey, even you guy has become a lot more slippery..."

Reimu clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, and then looked at the dying girder of her shrine in distress. At this time, she could not help complaining: "Really, why did the earthquake happen suddenly? Could it be another bastard who wants to make trouble? ?”

"Probably not... Isn't it halftime?"

"Huh? What the hell?"

"Look, Reimu, after every mutation, there is a period of peace, isn't it? The short is three or five days, and the long is a few months da☆ze."

"Three or five days can also be called rest time?!"

"Don't stare at me like that, this is what Wu Ye told me da☆ze."

"Ah, that bastard Wu Ye actually ran away alone first, why do I think this matter has something to do with him?"

"Ah-choo!" Wu Ye, who had a headache in the outside world, also sneezed suddenly...

"Haha, Reimu, your 'again' is really too much da☆ze."

Marisa laughed at first, and then said: "However, what you said seems to make sense. I always feel that what happened recently has a lot of connection with Takeya da☆ze."

"If you let me know that guy is also involved, I will never spare him!" After Lingmeng said angrily, she finally rolled up her sleeves and went into battle helplessly.

"Come and help Marisa, don't run away until you fix this thing today!"

"Yes Yes……"

Knowing that Reimu had become serious, Marisa could only consider herself unlucky, but just as the two were planning to repair the house by themselves, an unexpected voice interrupted their actions.

"Ala, it's being cleaned, both of you."

"It's... no, who are you?!"

This kind of elusive routine made Reimu and Marisa think of Yakumo Zi for the first time, but it was a girl they had never seen before.

Cobalt blue pupils, dark blue hair tied into double rings at the back of the head, a simple and exquisite hairpin runs through it, a light blue dress, a mini Chinese knot tied around the waist, and a tie tied on the attractive white thigh A red string attached to a charm.

"you……"

For no reason, Reimu felt somewhat familiar with the unknown girl in front of her. She pointed at the other person's hair and asked mysteriously, "Shouldn't your hair be gray?"

"Ala, many people will say that when they see me."

The girl's voice was the kind of voice that could make a man go limp immediately, and make a woman jealous instantly, and there was a hint of evil in it.

"Although I know that you must regard us as a certain Miss Diva, but unfortunately, I was wrong—"

The girl's watery eyes flashed a few seductive and depraved crystals, and her lightly parted thin lips were extremely ambiguous: "Her name is Huo Qing'e, please remember it."

Chapter 12 Claiming to be a fairy

"Huo Qing'e...?" Marisa chanted this strange name, and it was rare for her to think about it for a while: "Is the surname Huo? It doesn't sound like someone from here."

"exactly."

The girl who called herself Huo Qing'e nodded with a smile: "I'm from the continent across the sea. As for my occupation, yes, according to your words, I should be a fairy."

"Fairy?"

Reimu and Marisa looked at each other, but they were not surprised. After all, immortals are not a rare species in this land of common knowledge.

Before Gensokyo was established, there were many forces fighting each other in this extreme eastern land, among which the Buddhism passed down from the mainland and the local indigenous god system were the main ones.

At this time, another emerging force was born, that is Taoist priests.

But this is the way of calling them in the mainland. After incorporating spells and secret arts, they should be called onmyoji in this extreme eastern land.

But whether it is an onmyoji or a Taoist priest, they all have the same devotion.

That is not a belief in an actual god, or a fictionalized belief. What they believe in is their own power and the Dao of Saints.

Cultivating Taoism and becoming immortals is their only pursuit in this world.

Immortal—that is the last manifestation of this almost extravagant pursuit.