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Chapter 213 Qi Pool
Qi, as long as it is shaped like a sharp blade, generally speaking, it can't be said to cut metal and cut iron, but it can also be said to cut iron like mud.

After all, to be precise, shaping Qi into the shape of a sharp blade is the domain of the transformation system, and it is an achievement that can only be obtained by the active development of people with abilities. "Scissors" are the purest air blades.

However, Jing Yang's "Yin Nian Sword" slashed across the unconscious patient's body on the hospital bed, but did not cut the skinny body in two.The surface is faintly visible and densely packed with divine characters. The air blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, invisible to the naked eye. It flutters across the opponent's body like a phantom, and cuts through the green skull-shaped thought that is parasitic on the opponent's body—the skull's air. , part of the chopped Yin Nian sword was absorbed.

This small amount of qi was transformed into pure "non-attribute" thought qi through the divine glyphs on the Yin Nian sword, and fed back to Jing Yang who was holding the Yin Nian sword.

And because Jing Yang is in perfect condition right now, no loss, no need to take back his breath, this little breath swirls around him, just like a cup full of water shakes slightly - it is not spilled out and wasted , but turned around and returned to the sword body, as if it was stored in the Yin Nian sword.

Looking at the densely packed script of divine characters on the thin air blade, each stroke of one of the divine characters became much clearer, Jing Yang knew it in his heart.

Damn, it still has charging...

No, it should be called "inflatable"?
I don't know how much gas this good baby needs to eat to be full, and how many divine characters can be lit up in total...

As for the fact that this Yin Nian sword can only cut qi, but not the human body or any real matter, Jing Yang has known for a long time.

This is also very normal, after all, this thing is not a self-developed ability, and I have not really mastered it, but just stored it in my own thoughts-if this thing can cut the human body, then the first person to be "in vain" by it The knife goes in and the knife goes out", it should be the self who is trying to "intake" it into the body.

As a free mind ability, ① can weaken the enemy's Qi in battle and feed back to oneself; ② can store mind energy in normal times, and use it as a special "Qi pool"; and...

You can also get rid of thoughts like this!
Jing Yang swung his sword several times in a row, and the qi blade of Yinnianjian accurately cut through the green skull parasitic on the patient's body every time, sucking away the skull's remnant qi bit by bit, while the ethereal air on Yinnianjian's body The divine character glyph finally lit up one slowly.

"It's almost clean, isn't it?" Jing Yang raised his sword to observe.

The scrawny guy on the hospital bed who seemed to be dying at any time, now breathes much stronger, and he can still see his chest rising and falling visibly with the naked eye—a few family members around the end of the bed and the wall of the room were excited They covered their mouths tightly, and some bit the back of their hands fiercely, not daring to make a sound to interfere.

Xiao Di moved closer to the hospital bed, his eyes behind the mask condensed thoughts, and observed the person who had been slashed 32 times by Jing Yang in both eyes. The thin chest of the latter was originally like a parasitic Gu insect, and the green skull and remnant thoughts had disappeared at this moment. , at least with the "condensation" of small drops, no residue can be seen.

"That's okay, then withdraw." Jing Yang pretended to dance a sword flower, and then remembered that no one present except Xiao Di could see the Yin Nian sword in his hand...

"Cough cough!" The person on the hospital bed coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes.

Before the rest of the crowd crowded around excitedly, Jing Yang and Xiao Di had already flashed out of the ward. He was impatient to be appreciated, because he felt that he was not really a good person.

……

"Although it is true that this method can be used to eliminate thoughts, it seems to be a bit too troublesome and the efficiency is not high."

Leaving the hospital, Jing Yang looked at the Yin Nian sword in his hand, "We can only grind away the 'different thoughts' little by little without being disturbed."

Xiao Di looked at one of the divine glyphs on the sword that was obviously brighter, and asked curiously, "How much energy did you store after eating that green skull?"

Jing Yang tasted the taste: "A rune, estimated... about 1000 qi? According to the size of this sword, it is more than enough to fill in about 2 runes. That is to say, it is conservatively estimated that the 'qi pool' can at least Store more than [-] gas in case of emergency.”

Xiao Di looked back at the hospital building, and asked curiously, "Did you really succeed in getting rid of thoughts?"

Jing Yang couldn't help being surprised when he heard the words, and after thinking about it carefully, he also turned around.

Just because it seems that the parasitic remnants of that person have disappeared, it doesn't mean that I have really eliminated them.

Perhaps, the skull cannian sensed danger, cut off its tail to survive, and hid deep inside that person's body.

Perhaps, there are still some residues of the skull's remnants, and it can still be recovered little by little.

Because the thoughts transformed by the Yin Nian Sword after swallowing them were too "pure", Jing Yang couldn't tell whether the Qi he chopped off was all the Qi of the skull.

If you can't cut the thoughts precisely, and cut the weeds and roots, then this move of yours can't be called eliminating thoughts.Whether it is possible to de-mind, this is a matter worth confirming, you must know that looking at the entire hunter world, de-mind masters are extremely rare types...

Someone is following.

With a flick of Jing Yang's hand, the Yin Nian sword whizzed away, absorbed the depth of his own qi, and appeared on the legs of the hexagonal villain on the dead qi panel.

He and Xiao Di, who was also wearing a mask, didn't need to make eye contact, they had a tacit understanding, and they quickened their pace together.

"Hey, wait."

Not far behind, the female reporter ran up in a hurry, but no matter how she ran all the way and speeded up to follow, the backs of the two people were always kept at the farthest position in her line of sight, as if they were deliberately hanging. looking at her...

……

Cafe.

A woman in a denim jacket with long sleeves and shorts hurried in from the door of the store.The female reporter looked around after entering the door, and soon found the masked duo who had already been sitting leisurely at the table by the window, she rolled her eyes and walked over.

"Since you are willing to be interviewed, don't run so fast, okay?" The female reporter was still panting, complaining and putting down her carry-on bag, she sat down opposite the two of them in a familiar way, and asked curiously, "You really How did you cure that person?"

"Has the interview started yet?" Jing Yang asked, "Time is limited, are you sure you want to ask such a question that I will never answer?"

"Exclusive secret recipe, okay, I understand." The female reporter nodded, took out a recording pen, thought for a while, put the recording pen back in her bag, and replaced it with a pen and paper for shorthand, showing sincerity, "A curious question, How are you going to drink coffee and eat dessert while wearing a mask?"

She teased with a smile, but the other side was not very polite, "So, before our coffee and dessert are served, you'd better leave after the interview, and don't disturb us to lift our masks and enjoy our drinks."

"Okay, the first question," the female reporter clattered open her notebook, seemed to have memorized some interview outlines, and asked very quickly, "You don't know shame after breaking for so long..."

"Ok?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's not this page." Hurrah, the female reporter turned the pages again, "Perfect attendance...isn't this page either."

"Your time is really limited."

The female reporter simply turned the notebook to a blank page, looked up and asked, "What is written on your mask? I don't think it should be a meaningless pattern?"

(End of this chapter)