The clock on the wall came to 6 o'clock, and when I opened my eyes on time, I felt that my body was full of vitality... This night, I slept very comfortably.

Glancing at Xiaoqing on the other bed, Qinghe came to the outer room, washed up briefly, and sat down cross-legged - next he had to communicate with the truth and see how the void world had changed...

After a few minutes, I completely calmed down and entered the state of deep blade meditation...

It's still a black nothingness, and the sound is forgotten after hearing it, but the little white light last time has obviously become more this time.

Half an hour later, Kiyowa opened his eyes and withdrew from the communication with the Slasher.

"It's like a moat every other day... Man, it's been a lot of hard work. "I touched the Qinghe of the blade, and I clearly felt the shaking of the blade... It can be nothing more than that, nothing else.

Qinghe understands that the truth has truly accepted itself... But the damage he suffered after being forcibly transformed by the system still needs his hard work to make up for it.

"It takes a word to restore the truth... Because it is the defender of the Lingzi world, it is the rule. ”

Qinghe will be in the future once the repair is completed... He will be able to hear the "real name" that the Slashing Knife has taken the initiative to tell, and he will be able to do the same as Xiaobai: skip the practice of "concreteness" and "submission", and achieve a preliminary understanding.

"Blade Zen doesn't need to go on... I have been recognized by the truth. ”

After inserting the slashing knife back into the scabbard, Qinghe began to plan his next path: the previous rote ghost path cultivation method was not suitable for him now... Because he already has the inheritance of the great ghost Taoist of the past generations.

That big box of books represents his future path of cultivation of the ghost path - it is no longer dawn, the road is tortuous... It's the rhythm of the good wind that goes straight to the sky with its strength.

"Mirror Heart Stream Kendo..."

Recalling the characteristics of mirror flow, Qinghe understands that this genre pays attention to the requirements for "bit", which is both artistic and practical...

Among them, "practicality" stands for sword practice... That is, it is used to kill the enemy, and it takes a lot of time to practice.

"Artistry" stands for observation, understanding, thinking, self-denial... And so on, these human feelings need to be subtly cultivated in daily life.

"Kendo is not just about talking, it's about the mentality that you have to cultivate with your whole life."

Shibodu's words appeared in Qinghe's mind, and he made a decision: to give up the practicality of the mirror flow and only take the artistry in it... It doesn't take a lot of time.

Then this good habit will change with the years, bringing him a proportional amount of effort and return.

"Chopping and white fighting are temporarily abandoned."

Standing up, Kiyowa looked at the clock: 6:50, it's time to go and see Shiba Haiyan to explain his thoughts...

It took him nearly an hour to determine the path he wanted to take in the future: the practice of "ghost paths" based on words and spirits, and the practice of three types of movement supplemented by "mobility".

Abandoning the slash and white fight may cause him to be weak in melee combat: the powerful attack power of the Demon Path, the versatility of his defense, the flexibility of his movement and the strong recovery ability of the magic bottle are enough to minimize the risk of "warrior face protrusion" in battle...

Qinghe, who came to the restaurant, only saw Zhibo and his wife, and Jin Yan, who greeted him yesterday, did not eat at this time: "Good morning, hasn't the empty crane come back yet?" ”

"Hey... You kid, don't welcome me home safely, big brother... Instead, he asked about the empty crane. ”

Zhibo Haiyan, who spoke like this, was immediately reminded by Zhibo Du: "Even your own sister's vinegar has to be eaten, are you still a child?" ”

Looking at Shiba Haiyan, who grinned in pain, but didn't dare to resist, Qinghe handed him a "don't blame me" look.

"Shhhh It's 12 o'clock when Sora Crane comes back, and Jin Yan left last night... I'm going to help them get their things back. ”

"So it's just the three of us eating today. Qinghe, today I made your favorite saury set, and I have used lemon juice to remove the fishy smell..."

The doting words, accompanied by her fast and calm movements... Soon, a breakfast with white rice, miso soup, and grated radish was put together.

And then the depression on the face of Zhibo Haiyan on the side... Why did he decide to move in the first place? Now I moved back a "little master".

"Thank you, Sister Du..."

Three steps and two steps to take over the breakfast of Qinghe, I feel that I am surrounded by love.

"How did you get the results of this practice?" Then she also served breakfast for her husband.

"It's about a third of the way through... Uh-huh..."

Qinghe's words, there is a kind of language that is not shocking and endless...

In the same way, let the Shiba petrel who had just picked up the rice... Very funny hand shake and insert into his nostrils.

"Poof..."

Qinghe, who covered his mouth, forcibly held back... I didn't squirt the rice out of my mouth.

"Really? Qinghe?! Even Shibato, who has always had a quiet personality, was a little surprised.

"Well, Brother Haiyan, Sister Du... What I say is true. My communication with the truth..."

Click, click, click... The sound of clogs colliding with the wooden floor appeared, interrupting Kiyowa's words.

"It's not an empty crane..."

Qinghe, who touched his slashing knife, was stopped by Shiba Haiyan: "Don't be nervous, Qinghe... Didn't the bell ring? That means it's not a stranger. ”

"This is the place of the Shiba family, and no bad guy will be so bold to come in."

Shibato's smile made Qinghe's face blush slightly: he hadn't completely detached himself from the battle with the void, and he had even forgotten about the Shiba family's exploration enchantment and home advantage.

Smack...

The footsteps stopped, and the curtain was lifted with the voice of a visitor: "Good morning, it seems that I didn't miss breakfast..."

"Uncle?!"

Smack... Before the second bite of food was eaten in his mouth, Shiba Haiyan's chopsticks fell to the ground in a daze: there were really many accidents this morning.

"Uncle Yixin, it's been a long time."

casually picked up Shiba Haiyan's Zhibo Du and handed it to Qinghe as he stood up... After all, the person who came was an elder, so he couldn't be rude.

Qinghe, who was reminded by Zhibodu, also set off a storm in his heart when he got up: This person... It's too similar to the teaser of Ichigo Kurosaki in his memory, it's like a copy of his youth!

At the same time as Qinghe bowed and saluted, Qinghe called up the attribute board:

Name: Shiba Isshin

Age: 300 years old (Grim Reaper).

Identity: Zhibo split family, head of the family.

Stamina – 100

Attack - 100

Defense - 90

Maneuver - 80

Ghost Road – 70

Intelligence – 90

Spiritual pressure: ??

Slasher: Unknown.

"The sum of attributes is 530, and the full value of physical strength and attack. Ichishin Kurosaki and Ichishin Shiba... The spiritual pressure surpasses the seventh rank, and Kurosaki Ichigo is born with a captain-level spiritual pressure that even surpasses... It's supposed to be a father-son relationship, and it's still a key person who can't be more important."

Qinghe, who quickly made a judgment, also made eye contact with Zhibo for the first time.