Chapter 10, The Burial of the Soul
"Wow!"
"That's amazing! Zhang Han. ”
"Seven of them can be released! Is this still called red artillery? ”
"Stupid, didn't you hear Zhang Han say that this is a broken road thirty-one five, a phoenix red artillery."
"Ah...... is worthy of being a genius of the ghost path, and he can transform such a powerful breaking path. ”
The enthusiastic classmates were talking about it, with a look of shock and admiration on their faces.
The Phoenix Red Cannon was created by Zhang Han by accident, thinking of the Phoenix Fire Technique used by Sasuke Uchiha in Naruto, and it took half a year to study it.
The people in the corpse soul world have not seen the Hokage, and no one will come to Zhang Han to ask for copyright fees, so Zhang Han has the courage to carry forward the spirit of taking it, and pretends to be a wave of comparison, and the effect is not bad.
"It's so simple."
The ghost path teacher was a little disappointed, he had studied the ghost path for half his life, and he knew in his heart that the simpler the principle, the more difficult it was to master.
The word 'equivalence' alone can stump most people who lack control over spiritual pressure.
This is not as simple as dividing the water equally with five cups, to divide the spiritual pressure into five equal parts in the meridians, this kind of spiritual pressure control can only be done by at least a strong person above the vice captain level.
Not only that, but the spiritual pressure is divided into five equal parts, so how can the power of the red cannon be guaranteed? With such an analysis, unless someone like Zhang Han can condense the spirit son, or a person who is born with strong spirit pressure, can perfectly use this type of breaking path.
"I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, I have already reached the level of transforming the ghost path?"
Thinking of this, the ghost path teacher looked at Zhang Han with more and more satisfaction, and the idea of pulling Zhang Han into the ghost path became more urgent.
Wait until the enthusiasm of the crowd gradually wears off, and the exam continues. It's just that Zhang Han Zhuyu is in front, and there is always a feeling of dullness when looking at the red artillery released by other students.
The sun is setting, and the day's exams are over.
Just as everyone was about to go to the cafeteria to eat, the instructor of the second class came over and said, "In a month, the students of our class and the third class need to gather and go to the present world to practice soul burial. This month, there is nothing special, please try not to leave the academy, so as not to miss the time. ”
The so-called soul burial refers to the ritual of the god of death sending the soul of a person who has died in this life to the realm of corpses and souls.
Under normal circumstances, after a person dies, the soul will automatically go to the corpse soul realm. It's just that some people are too obsessed with the soul because of different emotional influences such as concern and hatred, resulting in the soul residing in the present world, which requires the god of death to carry out the soul burial himself.
This part is generally in charge of the Thirteenth Team Reaper.
Hearing the instructor's words, Zhang Han frowned.
When I watched the anime in my previous life, I vaguely remembered that when the students of Asani Koiji and Kiraii Tsuru went to the soul burial of the present world, they were designed by Aizen and were attacked by the brigade. Among them, there is also a giant void that is one grade higher than the trash fish.
In the end, only five students survived, and these five people also became important supporting characters in the anime. It was also at that time that Momo Hinamori, who was saved by Aizen, went to the point of no return to chasing idols......
Asai Renji is three grades higher than Zhang Han, that is to say, this incident happened three years ago, when Zhang Han had not yet entered school.
"This time I go to this world, I don't know if I will encounter nothingness."
Zhang Han thought in his heart, then shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly, in an ordinary class like them, there is no talented student, how can he attract the attention of the big boss Aizen?
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At night, everything is quiet.
Zhang Han did not practice Blade Zen, but lay on the bed in a daze.
It's been nearly four years since I came to the Corpse Soul Realm, and I've been in a constant conversation with Senluo every night, injecting soul power, except for the increasingly close connection between the soul and the Slashing Sword, the beginning of the solution is still far away.
In this regard, Zhang Han no longer had hope, everything went naturally, and one day his strength met the requirements of Senluo, and he would naturally start to solve it.
Name, Zhang Han
Stamina, 330
Force, 355
Dexterity, 337
Intelligence, 313
Spiritual pressure, level 3
Special Item, Sen Luo Wan (Slashing Knife)
Special attributes, none
Special skill, Crescent Sky Rush
The crescent moon celestial chong absorbs the spirit children around the body, and combines its own spiritual pressure to release a half-moon-shaped slash, increasing its attack power by two times.
After three years of continuous and uninterrupted exercise, Zhang Han's physical attributes have doubled compared to three years ago. However, the further you go, the more difficult it is to grow your attributes.
After the attribute exceeds three hundred, it often does not increase a little for several days, which makes Zhang Han feel frustrated.
"Is my talent really so bad?"
Staring at the attribute interface in front of him, Zhang Han couldn't help but ask himself.
What a genius of the hell, a genius of instantaneous steps! If the spirit is low, what can you do if you play the ghost path out of flowers? If you encounter a battle, you still have to be abused to the rhythm!
This is only the third level of spiritual pressure, if you are promoted to the fourth or fifth level in the future, if you want to improve your attributes, it is estimated that it will not be much faster than a snail.
"Damn indigo!"
As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Han couldn't help but scold Lan Dye in his heart, if his soul was complete, his strength would definitely be several times higher than now!
In today's situation, we can only find a way to improve the meat. Body strength and strength, strong enough to hold more spiritual pressure.
After thinking about it, there are only two ways - to carry weights and to fight.
Now that I'm still studying at Mao Spiritual Academy, the big boss Aizen is still in the incubation period, and there is no object if I want to fight. What's more, if there is really a battle, a cannon fodder like him with a third-level spiritual pressure is not enough for people to cut it with one sword.
Eliminate this option, and you're left with a weight to go.
It's a pity that since crossing the corpse soul realm, Zhang Han has never had any income. If it weren't for the fact that the food in the academy's cafeteria was provided for free, he would have to rely on absorbing Lingzi to survive......
As a result, the road to buy weight-bearing props was also blocked.
Zhang Han didn't think about finding a part-time job after studying to earn some extra money. However, in this case, a large part of the cultivation time will be squeezed out.
What's more, the success of the transformation of the Fengxian Red Cannon gave him a lot of hope to transform the skills in other anime, such as the Spiral Pill in the Hokage, Chidori and so on, into his own ghost path. If he can really succeed, Zhang Han's strength will definitely increase dramatically, and the leapfrog battle is no longer a dream.
Of course, it takes a lot of time!
Therefore, between the trade-offs, Zhang Han finally gave up the tempting idea of part-time work.
"I'm sick of it! Don't think about it so much, let's take it one step at a time! ”
Zhang Han turned over in annoyance, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to wrap around his body, and soon fell asleep......