I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 5, half a year

"Are you asking about the two adults, Rukia and Asai Renji? They are the pride of our Xudiao District! Two years ago, they were admitted to the Maou Academy of Spiritual Art. This incident spread throughout the whole world. village."

Hearing the question, the man suddenly raised his head and grinned, with a proud look on his face, as if the pain in his chest had eased a bit.

"Two years ago?" Zhang Han murmured in a low voice, "Calculating the time, there are still about 40 years before the start of the plot, which is enough time."

"You go."

Zhang Han put away the Zanpakutao, turned around and walked to the fire, and gnawed on the grilled fish.

After passing through the ghost gate, the man no longer had the intention to snatch food. He glanced at Zhang Han in horror, and seeing that the other party had no other movements, he clutched his chest and staggered away.

While eating grilled fish, Zhang Han recalled the battle just now.It didn't take long, but it also fully exposed his weaknesses.

The vigilance is too poor, the combat quality is seriously insufficient, and the psychological quality is far from enough.

Calculated according to Zhang Han's current strength which is infinitely close to the second-level spiritual pressure, like the ordinary civilians holding wooden sticks just now, it is a bit exaggerated to hit ten by one, but there will be no pressure if you meet three or four.

However, the battle just now was only won by the sharpness of the Zanpakuto, which made Zhang Han feel ashamed from the bottom of his heart, and his desire to be admitted to the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art became more urgent.

"Don't think about it, first find a place to live, and let's talk about it after this winter."

After hastily eating the grilled fish and putting out the fire, Zhang Han put the Zanpakuto on his waist and walked towards the village.

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Time flies, time flies, and winter has passed in the blink of an eye.

The winter in the world of corpses and souls is similar to that in this world, with the same biting cold wind and heavy snowfall.

Worse than the present world, the winter in Liuhun Street is even more difficult.

In the world of corpses and souls, ordinary people without spiritual pressure will not feel hungry, and only need to drink some water to survive.However, when the entire river was frozen by ice and snow, the villagers in Xudiao District encountered a crisis of water shortage.

Zhang Han once saw with his own eyes that in order to survive, countless people used their body temperature to melt snow water and drink it.However, this method has resulted in more people being frozen to death.

As for Zhang Han, thanks to the help of Zanpakuto to absorb the spiritual seeds from the outside world, he can still live without eating, but he is not used to not eating for a long time.

Throughout the winter, Zhang Han made full use of every bit of time.During the day, he exercises his body and practices chopping techniques, and at night, he sits cross-legged and meditates, practicing Zen Zen.While using the Zanpakuto to absorb spirits and gather spiritual power, he concentrated on talking to Zanpakuto.

Without the systematic study of the academy, Zhang Han can only practice the most basic hacking hard, at least practice makes perfect, and he will not be in a hurry when he encounters enemies in the future.

As for Blade Zen, it is the way Death God practiced Zanpakuto.Sitting cross-legged, place the Zanpakutō horizontally on your knees, let go of your mind and enter the meditation state, and synchronize your thoughts with the Zanpakutō, so as to achieve the purpose of dialogue with the Zanpakutō.

In his previous life, Zhang Han learned about this method of cultivation from the Anime of Death, so he practiced it accordingly.However, after working hard all winter, Zanpakuto didn't kill him, which made Zhang Han want to vomit blood depressed.

This winter, Zhang Han became a celebrity in Xudiao District.In the season when everyone curled up in bed and tried not to lose their physical strength too quickly, only Zhang Han was exercising his physical strength against the biting cold wind. It's hard not to be famous in this way.

Even if they can't feel the spiritual pressure, the villagers can see that Zhang Han is different, and they are discussing in private that Zhang Han may be the next one admitted to the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art after Rukia and A Sanjing Renji people.

Entering the Maou Academy of Spiritual Art and then becoming a glorious god of death is like taking the imperial examination route to become an official in ancient times. It is the only ladder for ordinary people in Ruhun Street to make a fortune.

The dilapidated thatched huts made of wooden planks have gaps wider than fingers that can't keep out the cold spring wind.Zhang Han sat on the wooden bed made of straw, staring at the attribute interface in front of him.

name, Zhang Han

Stamina, 123
strength, 147
agile, 120
intelligence, 115
Reiatsu, Level [-]

special attributes, none

Special props, Sen Luo Vientiane (Zanpakuto)

special skills, no

Compared with half a year ago, the four attributes have been greatly increased, especially the attack power of nearly [-], which can cut a tree in the middle of a person's arms with a single blow.

"It's not enough, it's still not enough. You must reach the third level of spiritual pressure to ensure that you can be admitted to the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art. There are still three months until the registration time, and I hope you can catch up."

Zhang Han was silent for a moment, put away the attribute interface, picked up the Zanpakuto and walked out of the room.

The third level of spiritual pressure is the boundary between the god of death and ordinary people. Of course, this is not the admission standard of Zhenyang Lingshu Academy.To be admitted to the academy, in addition to the level of spiritual pressure, it also depends on age and aptitude.

There are two kinds of people who can come to the world of corpses and souls, one is that after death in this world, the soul enters the world of corpses and souls, and the other is born directly in the world of corpses and souls.Compared with souls from this world, people who were directly born in the world of corpses and souls have a higher probability of having a spiritual pressure.

Reiatsu is a magical thing. People with Reiatsu live longer than those without Reiatsu, and people with high Reiatsu live longer than those with low Reiatsu.Especially after reaching the third level of spiritual pressure, the life span will be greatly extended.

Don't you see, Hitsugaya Toshiro, the later captain of the 2000th Division, has been the captain for more than ten years, and his height has not increased by a few centimeters.Of course, there is also the commander-in-chief Yamamoto Genryasai Shigekuni who is more than [-] years old, which can be called the living history of the soul world.

Today's Zhang Han, plus the age in his previous life, was only 26 years old. For the long-lived god of death, 26 years old is just equivalent to a child.Coupled with the spiritual pressure close to the third level, Zhang Han at this time can already be attributed to the "genius" category of people.

In the grove, Zhang Han's face was serious and dignified, his hands were tightly clutching the handle of the knife, and he was staring at the monster standing not far in front of him, fine sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Quack quack, I'm so lucky to meet such delicious souls when I first came to Corpse Soul Realm!"

In front of him, a humanoid monster with a height of three or four meters and gray-green skin laughed wildly.The pale bone mask covered the entire face, and the blood-red eyes revealed endless desires for killing and destruction. Just looking at him made Zhang Han feel terrified and disturbed from the depths of his soul.

After coming to Soul Soul Realm for half a year, Zhang Han almost forgot that Soul Soul World is not a calm and peaceful place on the surface, and there are monsters like Xu who feed on souls.

It can be regarded as Zhang Han's bad luck. Originally, this bird was going to attack a village not far away, but on the way, it ran into Zhang Han who was practicing chopping by the river. The spiritual pressure that was many times higher than ordinary people was like many stars. Like the moon in the sky, it is firmly attracted to it.

(End of this chapter)