Kikyo and I are of one mind

"Internal fixation of viscera is completed."

"The synchronization rate is increasing."

One search message after another was sent to his brain, and after confirming that everything was ready, Feng Xue stepped out of the basement.

"It's almost time to start, who should I choose?"

Feeling the pain that came back from all the limbs and bones, Feng Xue's spirit was excited like never before. Under the vision of Qi Wang Technique, the flow of qi between heaven and earth came into view. He took a step, and the next moment, he had disappeared in place.

……

"This guy is so strong!" Hitsugaya Toshiro panted heavily, exhaling a puff of white mist, but the enemy in front of him was not damaged at all.

Obviously he has already launched the swastika, but the opponent doesn't even consume it at all. This gap in strength even gave him an illusion that he had when facing Aizen.

"Although it will be easier to deal with you after your 卍解 disappears, but that is too powerful for the captain, let me at least let you completely defeat you while you are still in this state! Use my... strongest posture!"

Pomian in front of him raised the "Zanpakuto" in his hand, which gave Shiro Dong a bad feeling for a moment. Could it be that the other party can also be liberated?

Amid Dongshiro's uneasiness, Pomian pressed the handle of the knife with both hands)

"Cut it off, five-claw worm!"

"Sure enough!" Winter Shiro's heart was cold. Although he is now in a restricted state, with only one-fifth of the spiritual pressure output, but even so, it is equivalent to the state of using Shijie with all his strength, and the opponent, without liberation Even if the restriction is lifted, can he defeat the liberated opponent with only a piece of ice flower left?

While his thoughts were spinning, the other party had already made a move. Seeing that long and sharp claw strike had come in front of him, Dong Shilang realized that he didn't even have the ability to dodge it.

Shunpo couldn't keep up with the speed of the opponent's moves!

"Dang!" Just as Dong Shilang was about to concentrate all the spiritual pressure in front of him to resist the blow, a crisp sound exploded in front of him, and then, a strange figure stood in front of him——

"Captain, would you mind giving me this guy?"

Chapter 184

Feeling Feng Xue's Reiatsu that could barely reach the level of a seated officer, Hitsugaya Toshiro almost subconsciously wanted to shout "This is not an enemy you can deal with", but the next moment, he noticed that there was a dignified look on the blocked face.

"It's you?" Xiao Long, who had a dio-like face, lowered his figure, and his posture changed from a state of no tension to a deep alertness. The half of his face exposed behind the mask was also full of vigilance.

"Don't be so serious, let's talk it over and arrest him, how about it?" Feng Xue said words of persuasion, but she didn't stop at all. Undetectable silk threads stretched out from his body. Dong Shilang could clearly feel that his spiritual pressure seemed to be being absorbed.

"..." Xiao Long did not respond to Feng Xue's words, but his body suddenly disappeared in place.

"So fast!" Obviously he was not the target, but Dong Shilang, who was in the position of "bystander", still failed to capture even a tiny bit of detail.

But the strange thing was that he could clearly see Feng Xue's movements.

Seeing the movement clearly is not surprising in itself, what is strange is that Feng Xue's "slow" movement that he could easily capture by himself successfully blocked Pomian's ultra-high speed that surpassed his visual ability to capture it.

"It's very heavy!" Feng Xuedang slammed Xiao Long's claws, and the skin under the white windbreaker suddenly cracked countless gaps, but before the blood sprayed out, the Hanguang flowing in his blood vessels had already completed the re-suture of the wound .

"Prediction? Rely on these silk threads?" Xiao Long recalled the memory brought back by Ulquiorra, and calmly analyzed the ability of the person in front of him. These threads cannot but be guarded against.

"I'm not the kind of idiot who likes to explain my abilities. If you want to know, why don't you try it yourself?" Feng Xue's index finger rotated, and a three-dimensional silk screen opened in the air.

Predicting the tendency of the opponent's actions is simply the foundation of the foundation for a master, but the same foundation also has strengths and weaknesses.

Martial arts masters can judge attack intentions through muscle changes and the focus of their eyes. Such predictions rely on experience, and can only deal with physical (including firearms) opponents.

Condensation of mind ability, spiritual vision of spiritual power system, Chakra vision of Sharingan, etc., all use the flow of energy to confirm the opponent's attack intention. Although the judgment is accurate, the opponent has already prepared to attack at the same time. Be prepared, at least you must have the same speed as the opponent before you can turn this judgment into combat power.

Knowledge, domineering, and the like are even more advanced. They can "hear" the other party's intentions, so they can predict the enemy's opportunity and preemptively strike. Restrained by instinctive fighting methods.

The qi-watching technique has to go beyond this, relying entirely on the observation of the changes in the aura to complete the prediction. The qi will flow with the interaction between the body, mind and the world. Therefore, as long as there is an intention, whether it is a conditioned reflex, deliberation, or a sudden change of brilliance, the aura will change.

It was also by relying on this bug-level observation technique that Feng Xue was able to complete preemptive control on the premise that her own hard attributes were far behind the opponent's.

Less spiritual power than the opponent?It doesn't matter, as long as you know where he wants to hit, you can concentrate all your spiritual energy on one point to defend.

The opponent is fast?It doesn't matter, no matter how fast it is, there must be a moment of activation. It is useless to complete the defense before the opponent moves.

even……

"Here it is!" The index finger coated with a layer of black that seems to be able to absorb everything poked forward, and Xiao Long immediately felt a huge pressure.

He recognized the black color, it was the color when the silk thread that cut the dense steel skin was cut!

dodge!

At the same time as the thought appeared, Xiao Long activated the spinning ring, but when he jumped tens of meters away, he suddenly found that that guy had also disappeared!

The next moment, a sharp pain from the bottom of his soul came from his lower back. At that moment, he only felt that his spirit body was about to collapse.

"Come quickly!" A voice rang in his ears at this moment, and without any thought, he felt that his body began to distort uncontrollably, and when he regained consciousness, he had already turned into a small ball?

"what happened?"

It's not just Xiao Long who can't understand, even Dong Shilang, who has taken the whole process into his eyes, can't understand it all.

He didn't understand why Xiao Long wanted to run away, but compared to this, what he didn't understand was why that man was able to wait for him at the place where Xiao Long appeared first!

As for the method of turning the broken noodles into a small ball the size of a bun, it is even more difficult to understand.

You must know that the void itself is composed of high-density spirit particles. Although it cannot be seen, it has the same collision volume as the material in the real world. Even for Daxu, this density is even higher.

However, at this time, a Daizo who is probably close to the level of Valstord can be compressed again, which completely violates Toshirō Hitsugaya's cognition.

"What did you do?" Fatty, who had put Luan Ju on the ground early, realized it at this moment, and appeared behind Feng Xue in a flash, but when his vision changed, a black index finger was already in front of him——

"You come for me too!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Although it didn't hurt very much, this situation that completely subverted cognition still made Pomian howl miserably. Feng Xue seemed to be playing with a fitness ball, letting the two bone-white soul spheres spin in his hands, and red or blue silk threads overflowed from his fingertips, wrapping them continuously like balls of wool.

"It's easier than I imagined. Is it because the effect of the spirit restraining spell is too good? Or is the effect of looking at the weak points of the Qi mechanism too buggy? poison?"

Feng Xue kept spilling the power of the static and dynamic blood suit on her body surface to prevent the two sides from rebelling after reacting. One of them he planned to exchange with Urahara Kisuke, and the other... kept the battery for the final form of Quincy alright.

After all, in this world, it is too difficult to gather high-density spiritual particles that can open up the final form of the Quincy...

"Wait a minute, who are you?" Seeing that Feng Xue was about to turn around and leave, Dong Shilang, who lifted the swastika, immediately asked.

"It's just a scientific research worker passing by." Feng Xue waved her hand, then turned and walked towards the Urahara store.

Vigorous fresh products, as expected, the fresher the more valuable!

Chapter 185

"Still thinking about it?" At dawn, Yoruichi walked catwalks into the empty basement, looking at Urahara Kisuke who was still in a sluggish state and asked a question.

"Well, I still haven't figured out how he did it." In front of Urahara Kisuke, a fat man who was sealed by a high-density ghost path was in an unconscious state, and countless unknown machines were running at high speed.

"There are other things that you don't understand?" Yoruichi said in an obviously mocking tone, but Urahara Kisuke just shook his head and said:

"A lot. Let's take this face as an example. Its spirit body density has reached a limit. Even if it continues to increase, it will only be smaller. At best, it is comparable to ordinary people, because this is the limit of spirits. No matter how small it is, the structure of the spirit will be destroyed, but Feng Xue compressed it to less than the size of a fist, and I found traces of the compression in its soul, but I couldn't analyze it. In this process, what kind of method does the spirit son use..."

"Who knows what you're talking about! Tell me the conclusion!" Yoruichi rudely interrupted Urahara Kisuke's academic discussion, but Urahara Kisuke was not surprised, and spread his hands and said:

"To put it simply, I clearly saw all his steps, but I just couldn't replicate this behavior."

"That's really interesting!" Ye Yi grinned, then seemed to think of something, and said:

"Did you give him the soul transformation technology?"

"Why not? I'm a businessman. Since the other party can afford it, I have no reason not to sell it!" Assistant Ki Urahara said naturally, but Yeyi frowned: "Aren't you curious what he wants this technology for? "

"Why are you curious? Is it possible that I am still worried that he will be a travel accident?" Urahara Kisuke showed a sinister expression on his face under the shadow of his hat. Seeing this, Yoruichi shook his head and stopped talking about this topic, turned around and jumped a few times , came to Pomian's side, and poked the opponent's skin with his nails, "But to be honest, this guy's skin is really hard and scary!"

"Well, for regular officials with less than three seats, I'm afraid they can't even hurt the skin in the initial state, and this is just an ordinary broken face, and the so-called ten blades..."

……

When Ye Yi was discussing with Kisuke Urahara, Feng Xue hadn't left the world of the God of Death. Apart from processing the remaining broken face to ensure that the other party would not rebel when Feng Xue left this world, the most important task was actually to sort out Bright.

The internal reproduction technique used this time is more convenient to use than the virtual form perfection technique, and the posture of the human figure is more in line with Feng Xue's experience, but the aftermath is a bit troublesome. After all, the human body is connected in all directions. If the order is wrong, it may be knotted in the blood vessels.

As the filaments were drawn out of the blood vessels one by one, Feng Xue took out an incense burner to open the altar.

It's also interesting to say that the soul compression technology that Kisuke Urahara can't figure out is actually a by-product of Feng Xue's exploration of soul transformation technology.

To put it simply, it is a gameplay that directly transforms the soul into Qi.

Of course, this kind of behavior is far more backward and barbaric than Kisuke Urahara's technology. Except for the use of the Qi system, it is dangerous in every aspect. So far, the use of all material-level existences will lead to collapse, and the results of using soul-level existences can easily lead to some troublesome problems when restoring.

To use a more scientific example, Urahara Kisuke felt that cells are already the most basic unit of the human body, and they would turn into meat paste when compressed, while Feng Xue directly decomposed the cells into basic particles, and reorganized the particles after taking them to the place. It is naturally quite exaggerated, but it is based on the fact that Feng Xue doesn't care about these issues of life and death. The craftsmanship is a bit trendy, and the nose and eyes are easy to spell. Losing the information stored in the spirit body is troublesome. .

However, Kisuke Urahara didn't realize this, but because of Feng Xue's understatement, he regarded it as a mature technology, so he was puzzled.

But that was only a few minutes ago.

After seeing Urahara Kisuke's spiritual transformation technique, what Feng Xue lacked was completed.

I have to say that Kisuke Urahara is really a genius. He not only solved the problem of transforming utensils into spiritual particles (this is equivalent to solving the problem of transforming antimatter into matter in reality), but more importantly, he invented the code of spiritual particles.

It is very troublesome to explain this thing. To put it simply, it is as if human cell chromosomes are used as memory, and all information about a person is written into each chromosome. Recombination can be accomplished according to the code of the backup within the chromosome.

To put it more simply, it is like the instructions attached to Lego blocks. Use the instructions to number each part, and then disassemble the parts. In this way, if you want to reassemble it, you only need to compare the numbers and reassemble it. This instruction is recorded in each part, even if a few are lost in the process, it will not cause too much impact.

What satisfies Feng Xue the most is that this code is automatic. As long as the Lingzi conversion machine is set up, the individual Lingzi code can be automatically recorded and written into the Lingzi, without Feng Xue needing to read, write.

In a blink of an eye, the shadow clones have read through the technology of the "spirit switch machine" several times, and Egoism has also completed the catalog of binary knot knots.

After Feng Xue confirmed that nothing was wrong, she finally lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner, and then turned her gaze to the soul ball in her hand.

In order to ensure that the other party would not make trouble, Feng Xue completely washed away the main consciousness in it during the reconstruction process. Now this thing is a high-density spirit particle group, but Feng Xue dare not use such a spiritual particle group, because his soul cannot accommodate such a strong spirit particle.

In other words, once it is contained, it will have an irreversible impact on his soul state.

Just like the soul purification incident he encountered before, although his soul is immune to all external influences, it cannot ignore its own changes (otherwise his memory will be locked and he will not be able to remember more things). A certain emotion will lead to the purification of the soul. Similarly, if the density of the soul soars, then the original memory, personality, and even rationality will also be diluted by the soaring amount of soul.

Although it is not impossible to spin high-density spiritual strands, but in that case, it is very troublesome to enter the "final form of the Quincy Master". In contrast, Feng Xue has a more useful choice——

"Spirits, elves, I don't know their names, give you the five ghosts, come to my altar, those who obey me will be lucky, those who oppose me will be evil, assist me in the way, make me come true, order you to move, do it immediately, those who disobey my order, cut the dust inch by inch..."

Chanting a mantra in his mouth, stepping on the steps, as Feng Xue's qi began to circulate, the yin and yang qi gradually differentiated into the five elements.

The five-color qi spread outward along Feng Xue's joined index finger and middle finger, and entangled around the spirit body ball following the spell.

"When I hear my call, I will assist you. Be as urgent as a law!"

With the utterance of the last incantation, the pale spirit ball suddenly exploded, turning into five streaks of light, and burrowed into Feng Xue's sleeve.

Chapter 186 Tour of the Holy Land

"Sister..."

"What?" Hearing her sister's voice, Kikyo immediately woke up from her dazed state, and turned her head to look, only to see her sister still sitting on the sofa, watching TV with great interest.

"It's useless no matter how much you struggle. Didn't he say everything? It's just that someone in other worlds called him, so I just went to help you. Are you afraid that he won't be able to fall in love in other worlds?" Feng said at this point, Suddenly, I noticed that my sister's expression changed slightly, she immediately opened her eyes wide, and incredulously turned her attention away from the TV——

"No way? Elder sister! You have been together all the time! You actually let him have a chance to be with someone else... tell me, what kind of person is he?"

"That..." Kikyo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"I should be thinking too much, after all, it's just a child..."

"What? Child? How old is the child? By the way, my sister seemed to be fourteen or five years old when I met him..." Feng said, and immediately covered her mouth, and then she noticed that her sister's expression seemed to be even more shaken up...

Then, the other side appeared again.

"My good sister, you don't have any expression on the outside, why do you have so much drama in your heart?" Seeing her sister's purification enchantment emptied the other shore domain, Feng complained frantically in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out.

"Feng Xue, come back quickly, in a few days, I'm afraid my sister will turn into a monster!"

I don't know if Feng's prayer had an effect, but accompanied by a faint sense of oppression, the two sisters turned their heads at the same time and looked at Yiku who was placed in the most conspicuous position in the living room.

The next moment, that Yike had already opened his eyes.

"Hey! You haven't slept so late?" Although Feng Xue didn't know how the skeleton she put in the bedroom was moved to the living room, she still instinctively said hello, and then...

boom!

Feng, who was still sitting on the sofa, came to Feng Xue almost in an instant, and with a posture like a murderous wrestling trick, he threw a tiger in the middle, directly hitting Feng Xue against the wall.

This set of martial arts operations completely inconsistent with the appearance of a lively and beautiful girl even surprised Kikyo, but Feng seemed to have just completed a set of basic exercises, clapping his hands and standing up——

"It's really cool, I wanted to try it when I was watching TV before!"

"If you want to try, don't come at me!" Feng Xue patted the dust on her clothes, rolled her eyes, and said that the Feng in his impression is not like this!

"Who is not facing you? After disappearing for several days, I left a note. My sister is very worried, okay!" Feng glared at her with vicious eyes, Kikyo opened her mouth, but said nothing.