Alchemist in Death

Chapter 341 Respective Special Training

"Chadu is going too, can you guide him in his practice together?" Ichigo glanced at Chadari and asked Urahara.

"He is a Perfect Master, and you are a Shinigami. Their training methods are different. Don't worry, I have arranged everything." Urahara said without looking back.

Ichigo was stunned, and then followed Urahara. Could it be that he had already guessed that they were coming?

"Young man, come with me."

"Cat?" He looked in the direction of the sound. He didn't see the middle-aged man. Instead, he saw a black cat. Chadou tilted his head in confusion.

"No need to look for it, it's me. Let's go. I'll take you to train. Although I'm not very proficient in the Perfection Technique, I should be able to give you some guidance." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the distance with cat steps.

Chadoo looked at Ichigo's direction, hesitated, and finally followed the black cat. On the way here, Ichigo had told him some information about the store manager. With the store manager's strength, he really wanted to Do something to them, no need for such a little conspiracy.

In the Urahara store, Ichigo followed Urahara to the underground training room where he had been training a few days ago.

To be honest, Ichigo still doesn't understand how such a large underground training room was built, so close to the ground, but without a single pillar, it's unscientific!
But now we are not concerned about scientific issues. Ichigo looked at a puppet that Urahara took out and stood next to him, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Transforming the Divine Body, your next practice will depend on it. At present, although your current strength has not reached the bottleneck stage, no matter how you strengthen your training, you can only make it slightly faster, so at this time , what you need is, Swastika!"

"Solution?"

"Well, swastika, swastika is the second stage of liberation of the Zanpakutō. Not only will it greatly increase the power of the sword, but at the same time, the increase in spiritual pressure will also suddenly increase from three to five times that of the original one to five to ten. Times!"

"!!!" Ichigo's eyes widened, is he so powerful?
"But in contrast, the difficulty of the 卍解 is very high. The first solution only requires you to be able to hear the voice of the Zanpakuto and know his name. However, the 卍解 requires the full approval and surrender of the Zanpakuto. .

"The requirements for the God of Death are very high. Those with extraordinary talents can understand it within a few years, while those with insufficient talents may not be able to touch it for hundreds of years."

"So, this doll can help me learn swastika?" Ichigo said, looking at the Zenshin body next to Urahara.

"Yes, this is called the Soul Transformation Body. It can reveal your Zanpakuto sword spirit and span a long time, allowing you to face the sword spirit directly and accept his trial. If you pass, you can master the swastika, so the essence It's up to you to decide, the divine body is just an assistant."

"I understand." Ichigo nodded solemnly.

"Are you ready?"

"Get ready!" Ichigo stood up the Zanpakuto in front of him, taking a defensive stance.

"Then... let's start!" As soon as he finished speaking, after activating the Divine Transformation Body, Urahara moved away from the place and watched the battle from a distance.

……

……

Slowly, 1 minute passed... Ichigo still maintained the movement of holding the knife with both hands~
Ichigo: "???"

Did he do something wrong?Or is it that his talent cannot be saved even by transforming into a divine body?That's not right. Judging from Rukia's distressed look before, his talent is definitely very strong!
Feeling Ichigo's doubtful eyes, Urahara was also a little embarrassed. How could this happen?Isn't it turned on?
However, just when Urahara was about to go over to check, the Tenshin Body suddenly activated and turned into a middle-aged uncle wearing a black windbreaker. This appearance made Urahara's heart skip a beat. He knew that Ichigo had the power of a Quincy, but Little did he know that this power belonged to Youha.
'No wonder the Tenshin Body didn't activate, but since this is not Ichigo's Zanpakutō, what is his real Zanpakutō?Do you want to prepare a shallow beating for him? 'Looking at Ichigo not far away who officially started to challenge the Divine Transformation, Urahara thought carefully and was not affected by Yuha's power.

"Ichigu, find Zangetsu here, and then defeat me, and you will get the swastika."

As soon as he finished speaking, all kinds of knives fell down and were firmly inserted into the ground.

When Ichigo heard this, he was stunned.

"Huh? Found Zangetsu? Isn't Zangetsu in my hand? Hey, where is Zangetsu?" Ichigo looked at his empty hands in surprise, which were clearly there just now.

"The real Zanpakutō is inside, find it and defeat me."

"So many, why?"

Just as he was talking, Ichigo suddenly felt a strong wind coming, and his body subconsciously dodged Uncle Zangetsu's sudden attack. The blow missed, but Zangetsu did not give up, but drew his sword and attacked again.

Seeing this, Ichigo said no more, casually pulled out a Zanpakuto from the ground, and started slashing at Zangetsu!
This made Zangetsu's mouth curl up slightly. It was okay. I wasn't misled by him. It seemed that Ichigo was much stronger now.

However, just when Uncle Zangyue was thinking this.
"Crack!"

The Zanpakuto in Ichigo's hand was suddenly cut off, and then he was kicked out!
And this is like a key to open Pandora's box.
This time Ichigo no longer casually picked up the sword on the ground, but carefully searched for the "correct" Zanpakuto while dodging Zangetsu's attack.

However, this time, none of the carefully selected Zanpakutos could survive two attacks!
They were all cut off by Zangetsu one by one!

"Crack ~ poof ~"

"Click~Puff~" "Click~Puff~"

"Crack ~ poof ~"

Ichigo fell down again and again, then got up again and again, and fell down again and again, and Uncle Zangetsu's mood also became depressed as Ichigo fell down again and again.

Maybe I shouldn't have such high expectations
After beating Ichigo down again, Uncle Zangetsu stood quietly, waiting for him to stand up again.

After falling down this time, Ichigo did not stand up directly like before, but continued to lie on the ground.

Of course, he didn't lie down wherever he fell, but he had been beaten for almost a day, and he had somewhat realized something.

He might have been misled by Uncle Zhanyue!

He remembered that Rukia said that the Zanpakuto is the power of the soul of the god of death, and it belongs to the god of death completely, and is absolutely loyal to the god of death!

There is no such thing as a Zanpakutō condemning a Shinigami against his will. Even the Hakkakusanagi is essentially the process of a Shinigami accepting the Zanpakutō and acknowledging himself.

So when Uncle Zangetsu found the real Zanpakuto, he might not have found it here, or in other words, every one here was Zangetsu!
As long as he firmly believes that the sword in his hand is Zangetsu, then every one here is Zangetsu!

His intuition told him that this should be the true meaning of Swastika!
He just understood the truth, but after more than a day of hard fighting, his energy was almost exhausted, so he needed to take a break.
Okay, let's lie down wherever we go. Just lie down there for a while.
Ichigo didn't lie on the ground for long. He took a breath and got up from the ground. This time, he didn't choose as carefully as before. Instead, he picked up the knife beside him and pointed the blade at Zangetsu!

Seeing this, Zangetsu smiled slightly and also picked up a knife, pointing the blade at Ichigo.

The next moment, the two of them rushed towards each other almost at the same time!

At the moment when the blades crossed, Uncle Zangetsu turned into a burst of spirit and dissipated, and then merged into Ichigo's body.

"Congratulations, you passed the test, Yijigu~"

Listening to Zangetsu's voice echoing in his ears, Ichigo looked at the Zanpakutō that had returned to its original form and smiled slightly: "Thanks for the advice, Uncle Zangetsu~"

After finishing speaking, he fell to the ground with a "poof", completely losing consciousness.

tired
Seeing this, Urahara smiled slightly, pressed his hat, walked over, picked up Ichigo, and walked to the surface. To practice, you must combine work and rest.

At the same time, Inoue in the spirit space on the other side also lost consciousness and fell to the ground. But unlike Ichigo, Ichigo was tired, she was in pain and tired.
And the treatment is different.
Seeing Inoue unconscious and lying on the ground, Nicholas revealed a cruel smile on his lips. With a thought, a weak electric current wrapped around the blade, and then the tip of the knife pointed at Inoue's left shoulder and stabbed fiercely!
"Ha~ah~ha~~~" The pain magnified countless times came instantly, forcefully awakening Inoue from his coma!

The pain amplified by the neurotome was so severe that Inoue curled up in a ball on the ground, wailing silently!

At the same time, Nicholas' spiritual power began to resonate with Inoue's soul at a special frequency, relieving him from the mental pressure caused by severe pain.

But Nicholas was very measured. This kind of relief only prevented her from having a mental breakdown. The level of pain was not reduced at all. Even because she was sober, the pain was even worse, not as good as before. Woolen cloth
Soon, with a groan, Inoue slowly regained consciousness and stood up from the ground.

"Not bad, I can still stand up." Nicholas praised, and at the same time, he threw a small bottle to her.

Inoue glanced at Nicholas silently, did this man have such a bad taste?

But Inoue didn't say anything. Instead, he asked the elf to catch the bottle, then looked at Nicholas and asked with his eyes what it was. As for why he didn't ask?

Tired, no need.

The biggest function of the voice now is to wail, not to say these random words.

"Don't worry, there are no tricks. This is a refreshing drug. It can maintain your state and allow you to better participate in training. You don't need to rest and have more time."

Hearing this, Inoue nodded, took the bottle from the elf's hand, poured out one pill and swallowed it.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say, just take one-third of a pill, too much will increase the sensitivity of your nerves, and it will hurt even more if you get injured. Well, it seems that I am a little late."

"." Inoue looked at the bottle in her hand speechlessly, she wanted to curse.
Who would have thought of this?
"when!"

Suddenly, a ray of silver sword light flashed past her, but it was blocked by the sudden appearance of the three-day shield!

Although the hell-style training was painful, the results were remarkable. In just one day, Inoue was now able to use his skills silently, completely abandoning his verbal spirit!
Lonely cut the shield!

At the same time, a slash flew towards Nicholas!

　I had diarrhea today. I sat in the toilet for a long time. I just finished coding the [-] words that were short of [-] and will make up for it tomorrow. I’m very sorry.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)