Human account is forced to full level

The movement is casual, but very natural.

The trajectory of the knife seems to fit a certain "reason", which brings an indescribable sense of artistic conception.

He said softly as if it was a matter of course.

"With this state of mind out of the sheath, it will come out naturally."

But this time, the people present couldn't understand this kind of rhetoric that could be called mysterious and mysterious.

Gafan was so tired that he covered his face helplessly.

As if he had finally made a decision, he sighed softly.

"Forget it... use the most direct method."

He casually raised his hand, causing a bundle of supreme scrolls entwined with the atmosphere of the world's rules to appear directly on the palm of his hand out of thin air.

Regardless of the surprised look on the other side.

Jiafan asked with a very serious expression: "Mr. Tomioka, can I trouble you to use the trick just now?"

And although it was a little strange where the bunch of scrolls in the other party's hand came out, after Tomioka Yoshiyuki thought about it, he didn't refuse after all.

So, the next moment.

The tranquil breath from the soul spread out again.

The boundless ocean, like a water mirror, also appeared in front of Jiafan again like a real illusion.

In other words, it appeared directly in his mind, as if he was experiencing it himself.

As for this, Gavan did not hesitate, and directly raised his hand to hold the "Mountain and River Sheji Map" suspended in mid-air, and began to enter the state of "King of Mantra" at the same time.

Although he is still seriously injured, after many days of cultivation and systematic inspection, he has confirmed that as long as he does not enter the highest state for more than ten seconds, this serious injury will not be affected too much.

Next, it spread with the supreme aura that ordinary people can't detect.

In Tomioka Giyong's eyes, Gavan, who suddenly seemed to be a different person, raised his hand and gently placed it on the invisible sphere with a diameter of about three meters in front of him.

The current him can detect even subtle changes in the rules, and he has enough confidence to see what the other party's special state is.

"Come on, let me see everything about you."

Gavan muttered softly.

Then the pupils suddenly constricted.

Is this... Will affecting reality?

No, not right.

Gavan shook his head, and immediately overturned his speculation just now.

Because to be precise, it should be the other party's own "state of mind" that affects the "artistic conception" of the surrounding environment, and then...

Through this kind of artistic conception, it makes others feel completely empathetic, and even without using any mysterious power, it truly affects the reality!

and......

Strictly speaking, this ability is the purest "skill".

It can even be the same as the breathing method, completely unaffected by "Fantasy Killer Materialism", because this technique itself is a real "common sense".

"awesome!"

Gavan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

The coherence was released, and the raised hand was slowly put down, and the supreme picture scroll entwined with the atmosphere of the world's rules disappeared out of thin air again, and returned to the storage space.

He didn't care about his sudden surge of weakness and the slight deterioration of his injuries.

Gavan just stared straight at the front as if he was entangled in the fact that he still had to wear Tomioka Giyuu who was wet in the evening wind for a long time.

That gaze seemed to be looking at something rare.

You know, even Ji Guoyuan, whose life seems to be on the hook, has not been able to delve into the technology in this area.

All the abilities he created with the method I was thinking about were related to the human body, even if he came into contact with the existence of magic power.

Those moves that reach the pinnacle are not suitable for Jiafan, and they cannot be learned.

And this "artistic conception" that does not exist in the original work of Demon Slayer: Blade seems to be quite suitable for him, and the upper limit should be unexpectedly high, even surpassing the "breathing method"...

Thinking of this, Gavan's eyes became a little fiery unknowingly.

He wants to learn this.

Chapter 210 Four: A Beautiful Morning

The next day.

The rising sun on the horizon has quietly risen, dispelling the night.

The base camp of the Ghost Killing Squad.

Somewhere in a monotonous house, in a relatively spacious room covered with tatami mats.

Because of his sleeping position, Tokito Muichiro, whose waist-length hair became a little messy, slowly sat up from the warm bed.

And as he got up, the smooth hair also slipped from his shoulders and fell on the mattress.

The loose clothes were half open, revealing a slender body with some inconspicuous muscle lines. The skin was as white and tender as the first snow in winter, making it hard to tell its true gender even for a while.

It can only give people a deep impression of a lazy beauty when they see it for the first time.

Shitou Muichiro rubbed the corners of his eyes sleepily, his beautiful eyes were half-opened, his exquisite pretty face was blank, obviously a dazed look who hadn't woken up at all.

But in the next moment.

When his little hand used to support his body suddenly felt the touch of other people, no matter how sleepy he was, he was immediately jolted.

He also woke up instantly.

And after his movements were stiff, he subconsciously turned his head to look at his side——

A burst of indescribable screams instantly startled the crow that was dozing on a branch in the courtyard outside the house.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

......

1 minute later.

"yawn--"

Gafan, who was wearing blue and white checked pajamas, with aggravated dark circles under his eyes, raised his hands to cover his mouth and yawned lazily, his face, which was marked by sleep, still had some obvious depression.

He lifted his heavy eyelids.

Looking at Tokito Wuichiro, who wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, turned into a ball, and was staring at himself with a very vigilant gaze.

Also sighed helplessly.

"Xiao Tou, it's just dawn... do you usually get up so early?"

You know, he went to bed very late last night in order to ask Yoshiyuki Tomioka about "state of mind" and "artistic conception".

Although with his current physical fitness, strictly speaking, he doesn't need so much sleep, but this instinctive habit from childhood can't be changed in a short time.

"Well, I usually wake up at this time, because I have to practice early... No, now is not the time to talk about such things!"

Shi Touwu Ichiro bit his thin lips tightly, although Sanwu's expression didn't change much, but his fair and pretty face was almost turning red into a seductive peach because of his shyness.

He protested aggrievedly.

"Brother Jiafan, why are you sleeping in the same room as me? This is my home!"

"I know this is your home. I don't have a place to go."

Gavan shrugged indifferently, thinking that he and the other party were not on the same channel at all.

"Last night, after I asked Miss Ren about your home address, I came here to stay overnight, but because you were already asleep at that time, I didn't wake you up, and fell asleep directly."

"Then why are you sleeping in my room?! And, and, and..."

Shi Tou Wuichiro blushed, and stammered a little: "Still sleeping next to me!"

"Because I think it's lonely for you to sleep alone."

Gavan smiled, showing kind concern: "So after I found out the new mattress, I put it next to you."

"You are lonely! You have already told me not to treat me like a child!"

Shitou Muichiro was so angry that mist began to appear in his beautiful eyes.

"I'm 14 years old, I'm an adult, I'm a pillar of my own!"

"Well, well, Shi Tou is an adult now, really amazing."

Jiafan smiled cheerfully and nodded coaxingly, which made Shitomuichiro even more angry, and even Jingying's ears began to turn red.

And this time.

Suddenly there was another petite figure sitting up slowly from the other side of Tokitomuichiro.

"Well, it's so noisy, why don't you let people sleep?"

The system wearing a large T-shirt on his body, rubbing his eyes sleepily, complaining non-stop, and at the same time subconsciously raised his small hand to pat someone sleeping next to him, taking it for granted Take a blank.

"...Hey, why did I sleep here?"

The clothes slipped off, revealing one fair shoulder and delicate clavicle system. She didn't care about the spring light she revealed, but tilted her head in confusion, as if she was a little puzzled.

Then she had a silly little face again, and looked at Jiafan who was separated by Shitouichiro from both sides.

I smiled happily.

"Well, Gavan, give me a hug."

Leaning her tender body forward, she followed her instinctive hands and feet and crawled over, and got into Jiafan's arms, then curled up into a ball, leaning against him, and went back to sleep again with a face of peace of mind.

"Hey, slime steamed buns~ I can't eat any more."

Looking at the system in his arms who was talking foolishly in his sleep, sleeping so much that the corners of his mouth were drooling, Jiafan also smiled softly, helped him to cover himself with a comfortable and warm quilt, and adjusted it carefully. Hug.

The morning sun casts from the window.

Shining on the girl's lovely sleeping face full of happiness, and the corners of the man's lips curled up in secret doting.

Toki Tomuichiro couldn't help being a little dumbfounded by this picturesque scene.

He blinked, tilted his head, stared blankly at the intimacy of the two people in front of him, and then suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, as if he had misunderstood something.

And because of this, most of the inexplicable vigilance in his heart dissipated immediately.

It seems that I should be worrying too much, the other party's sexual orientation is normal.

Thinking of this, Tokito Muichiro finally heaved a sigh of relief, then let go of his little hands that were tightly clutching the quilt on his body, and slowly stood up.

"Brother Jiafan, please sleep a little longer, I'm going to the next room to change."

Stepping on the tatami with bare, white and rosy feet, Tokitomu Ichiro casually brushed the strand of hair that he accidentally bit into his mouth behind his earlobe.

Then he puffed up his face still a little angrily, and said softly.

"Also, I'm going to go to the knife forging village later. I haven't had time to replace the sun wheel knife that was damaged during the battle with Kirilenko. I have to ask the craftsman there to help me forge another one."

"Forging knife village?"

Hearing this, Gavan froze for a moment.

Speaking of which, when he asked Tomioka Yoshiyuki for advice last night, he also asked the other party if there was any strange person recently, that is, another lost person who suddenly appeared in the headquarters of the Ghost Killing Squad.

And unexpectedly, Tomioka Giyuu really nodded in affirmation, and directly told him the person's name and where he is now.

See you at night.

Now people are in the village of the swordsmiths.

"What a coincidence."

Gavan, whose cheek was being grabbed and pulled unconsciously by the system, muttered to himself.

Then he called directly to Tokito Muichiro who was undressing next door.