In the faint sigh, everything around him began to slowly twist and shatter, and the scene in the dream was also fixed at the moment when Jiguoyuan disappeared.

Consciousness returned, and he woke up from his dream and opened his eyes.

The sun was shining on him, and there was a warm and comfortable feeling all over his body.

When the river flowed, he propped up his body and stretched his waist, and his skeletal muscles crackled.

And the blazing feather, which had been absorbing the energy of the sun's essence, also reached its limit, shook a few times, and was withdrawn into its body.

He rubbed his brow, combing through his somewhat misty thoughts.

At a glance, there are mountains and rocks and verdant and dense green plants all around, and there are a few tenacious weeds on the cracks of the gray-white mountains nearby, and in the distance are rolling mountains of different heights, only the howling of wild beasts, insects and birds are still uninhabited.

Chuanliu raised his head to look at the sun, and looked straight at it for a long time, knowing that his eyes were starting to be hot, swollen and sour, and there was a double vision in his field of vision, so he withdrew his gaze.

"Following the fate of the country... Breath of the Sun..."

This dream came at a very interesting time.

At this time, Kawarushi had just compared the most difficult point of his Oni Dance Tsuji Misery, he could devour the flesh of the ghost, and he couldn't touch it directly, so Kawarushi actually thought about breathing and swordsmanship.

Hei Che fell into the abyss in the battle with Yi Woza, he couldn't get it back, and Hei Che didn't have much effect on him, and many times he couldn't influence the battle situation, just as a cover to hide his true Blazing Feather killing moves.

Unless you can develop a set of special sword types that can use the explosive power of black cuts, you can develop a set of them yourself.

It's just that I don't have the experience of my predecessors and want to create an original sword type, and the time doesn't allow it, which is a bit difficult.

In addition, Kawaru has never practiced swordsmanship, but Yanagi Bei is a master of swordsmanship, and his murderous sword is a pinnacle sword technique that is completely different from the breathing sword type, and it is not difficult to pick up the sword when he has the memory of Yagyu Guard.

Blazing Feather's attack method is too monotonous, straight to the point, and no longer used when the opponent is exhausted at the end, and it is easy to dodge.

And it's unrealistic to want to exhaust Ghost Dance Tsuji's no miserable force.

So Kawayuki thought about it, the battle with Onimai Tsuji is best to use a sword type, rather than a restrained fist and foot contact, and he also considered creating a weapon that refers to the tiger, but this attack range is still too close, and it is extremely dangerous to fight with Onimai Tsuji's close combat.

() () So, after comprehensive consideration, the idea of learning a sword type arose when the river flowed.

And as soon as this idea was generated, I dreamed of Jiguo Yuanyi during this sleeping time.

I don't think much about it when I can't help it.

"The Kamado family is just an ordinary family, and it stands to reason that Kagura, the god of fire, should also be just an ordinary sacrificial dance."

"But there is a breathing method in it, or it makes me awaken the breathing method of Blazing Feather against the ghost blood ghost technique, and even if I can not be afraid of the sun, is there also an influencing factor of this breathing method."

"Today's dream has a lot of information, and the most critical point, the only special feature, is that the ancestor of the Zaomen family is friends with Jiguoyuan."

"If it is said that Ji Guoyuan taught his Sun Breath to the ancestors, then after several evolutions, it has become the current Fire Breath, which is not necessarily, no, not that it is not necessarily, it is very likely."

"Even, the breath of the sun is the breath of fire... No, if it's the breath of the sun, it must have caused the alarm of the Demon Slayer, and there is still a difference. ”

"Moreover, I always feel that Blazing Feather seems to be a little less powerful, it has daylight energy, and it stands to reason that it has a strong restraint effect on ghosts, but this is not the case, and the ability to suppress the recovery of the ghost body is becoming more and more inadequate, and there is only a little advantage in dealing with the upper string ghosts, which is very undesirable, I fight with ghosts, relying on almost all other blood ghost techniques, and Blazing Feather is only used when decapitating."

"Is this because the god of fire is still missing some key things in his breath."

Chuanliu unconsciously rubbed his chin and pondered.

It wasn't long before he looked up at the sky again, and after receiving no reciprocal revelation, he withdrew his gaze.

Perhaps, it was the spirit of the ancestors who wanted to tell themselves something.

But what is it?

Do you have to rely on dreams to know?

It just so happened that this sleep was extremely comfortable, and the river was also greedy for the feeling of falling asleep in the warm sun, so he closed his eyes again and fell asleep sideways.

However, after just twenty minutes, he opened his eyes, and there was no feeling of confusion that he had just woken up from, and he was full of energy and energy.

"I didn't fall asleep this time, so let's go with the flow."

In this short sleep, he only felt like he was blinking, and as soon as he closed his eyes for a moment, he opened them again, and only the distance of the sun and the light and shadow on the ground told him that he had slept for about twenty minutes.

() () When the river no longer pressed, he straightened up, and instead of flying, he jumped lightly and jumped off his bed, the huge and flat stone.

He needs to move his body, and he just woke up, and he doesn't know if it's a psychological effect, so he always feels a little sluggish.

Twisting his neck, he held the corner of the boulder with both hands as he flowed, and with a soft cry, he threw the boulder high.

This boulder, which weighs at least one ton, was thrown into the air.

When it reaches its highest point, it slows down until it stops, then begins to fall again, and pushes it with a red-stringed arrow to speed it up.

It's getting faster and faster, it's getting more and more urgent.

Like a small meteor meteorite, it smashed into the ground.

Lower, he twisted his ankles and moved his wrists as he flowed.

The shadow of the boulder on the ground was at first a small black dot, and then slowly enlarged, enveloping the body of the river.

Feeling the wind pressure above his head, he arched his feet, stomped on the ground with his legs, stepped into the gray-white ground with his left hand in front and his right hand clenched into a fist at his waist, and continued to exert his strength.

Immediately, Chuanliu took a deep breath, and the Fire God Breathing Method was running at high speed, and two white exercises appeared in his mouth and nose.

"Sabotage Kill Kill Style!"

The air was still for a moment, and then it suddenly condensed into a white pillar of light with the right fist of the river, and smashed into the falling boulder with one punch.

Collapse!

At a distance of one meter from Chuanliushi's fist, a pillar of white light slammed into the boulder, shaking the ground like a gunpowder explosion.

The white stone chips fluttered and fell, obscuring an area.

Boulders:??? Are you still an individual?

I didn't realize it at all, and I raised other people's lime after sleeping, which seemed to be a bit excessive.

He withdrew his fist and exhaled.

"Whew..."

Looking at the damage he had caused, Chuan Liushi nodded in satisfaction.

Although it is not as good as the power of the Nest Seat that can penetrate all obstacles within ten meters and form a vacuum channel, it is also very good, even if it is not able to hit people at all because it has been prepared for too long.

This shows that the ability similar to martial arts skills, even if he only has memory and no practical experience, he can achieve six or seven points of strength.