Chapter 400: Qiandao, Jiandao Hall

Hearing this, Aizen's smile became even brighter.

"Since you can feel it unusual, other captains should be able to feel it too!"

Aizen said to herself: "It seems that I need to find an opportunity to get in touch with Duan Yun!"

...

In the dormitory of freshmen.

There were several books about ghosts in front of Duan Yun, which he came out of the library casually.

With a system space, as long as Duan Yun is willing, he can completely empty the entire library without knowing it. What can a few books count?

At this time, the room was surrounded by a layer of soul power.

This barrier completely separates the breath in the house. Even if someone passes here, he will not notice any strange things in the house.

Duan Yun looked through the book casually, and suddenly, his palm slightly opened.

A lightning rushes out from the palm of your palm.

"Break the way...white thunder!"

Duan Yun raised his mouth. He had not yet fully controlled the use of Lingzi and Lingpu. This move was forced to use his soul power to break the way.

But even so, the energy surging above it is not weaker than the full-strength attack of ordinary Conra.

"It's not bad. This thing is a good soul skill in Douluo Continent... Since that's the case, let's practice it well."

For the next whole day, Duan Yun spent the entire dormitory studying the ghost path and the use of spiritual sons.

The method of using spiritual son is completely different from that of soul power, chakra and other energy.

Soul power, and chakra are all powers that exist in the human body.

And the spirit son not only exists in the human body, but also lives in every corner of the world.

Take the corpse soul world as an example. The whole world is composed of spiritual sons.

According to this logic, if the spirit son can be applied to the extreme, it is possible to destroy the entire soul world with a wave.

The next day, one shift a year.

Today is the first kendo class for freshmen.

The most important thing on the first day of class is not to learn kendo, but to receive your own shallow fight.

Duan Yun sat quietly in the back row of the classroom, and attracted a lot of attention from the moment he entered the classroom.

Especially Ashanjing Lianji, his eyes almost never moved away from Duan Yun.

"Really, I feel so angry every time I see him...!"

"I came late when I registered for admission. I didn't see him. He was the guy with a talent of level 6? He didn't look very good!"

“Understanding!”

"Will you feel heartbroken when you say such words? This face is still ordinary? If I were a woman, I would probably be unable to help but pounce on me and lick it."

Duan Yun ignored these comments.

Hinamori was still sitting next to him.

Hinamori: "Duan Yun, don't pay attention to what they say, they are just jealous of you!"

Duan Yun nodded at her and smiled slightly.

After a day of contact yesterday, the two of them were already familiar with each other, which made Hinamori very happy.

But when facing Duan Yun's smile, she couldn't help but blush. She felt that Duan Yun's smile was extremely gentle, which made her subconsciously lower her head and dare not look at her.

Step on!

A sound of footsteps came, and Teacher Jiandao finally appeared.

His eyes glanced at him and finally fell on Duan Yun, then nodded kindly.

Everyone likes genius.

Especially the genius with a level 6 soul power level.

However, the actions of Teacher Kendo also made other students even more dissatisfied. Ashanjing Renji even glared at Duan Yun, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Ashanjing Lianji was a proud person. Although Duan Yun showed much more talent during the test than him, he would never give in early because of this.

“It’s all quiet!”

Teacher Kendo turned around and brought a basket of things.

What is placed inside is a pair of shallow beats, each one looks the same, without any difference.

This is not just the shape, but also the breath emitted from it.

Only when the god of death is held in his hands, communicates with the master spiritually and willfully, and resonates with the spiritual pressure, shallow fighting will change and then become a form that is in harmony with the master's will.

In the entire corpse soul world, there are absolutely no two Zanpakus with exactly the same changes.

Every Zanpakura is unique.

"Okay, you need to come forward and receive your own shallow fight!"

Teacher Kendo took out a notebook and said, "I call the student who has his name and come forward to collect it."

"But there is another saying that you must remember... If you cannot graduate from the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts and cannot become the real God of Death, the Academy will take back your shallow hits!"

"Have you heard it all clearly?"

Below, all the students sat upright, with firmness and excitement in their eyes.

Apart from the nobles, those who can become students in Class 1 are all talented geniuses. For them, it is too easy to become a formal god of death.

So once you receive the shallow beat, this shallow beat will definitely follow them for the rest of your life.

Teacher Kendo showed seriousness and handed over the beats to the students who came forward to collect them.

Soon, Duan Yun also got his own shallow hit.

After getting Qiandao, almost all students couldn't wait to inject spiritual pressure into it, trying to establish a connection with Qiandao.

Even Duan Yun is the same.

He was also quite curious about his Zanpakura and wanted to know what his Zanpakura looked like.

But what is surprising is that when he injected the spiritual pressure simulated by his soul power into Qiandao, Qiandao did not react at all.

"Um?"

Duan Yun frowned: "Is it because my spiritual pressure is not pure enough?"

After just two days in the Corpse Soul Realm, Duan Yun did not have a thorough understanding of the Spirit Pressure, and the spiritual pressure he possessed in his body was only imitated through soul power.

But this is not a problem. He has a perfect replica and just needs to carefully observe how others practice spiritual pressure. He should be able to grasp the mystery quickly, and then convert the soul power and chakra energy into spiritual pressure whenever he wants.

As for his current body, he only covered a layer of barrier on the surface of his body through the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, completely blocking the breath of his body, and confusing the audience through the cover of the spirit, so that others could not easily see through his identity as "traveling disaster".

However, it may be because he is not skilled in using it, Duan Yun did not know that he had been noticed by Gin Ichimaru and Aizen.

Putting down the shallow beat, Duan Yun looked around, and the light flashed deep in the corner of his eyes.

At this time, including Ashani Renji and Hinamori Momo, they were all trying to communicate with their own Asahi.

They skillfully called spiritual pressure and constantly injected into shallow strikes.

With the ability to perfectly reproduce, the way the spiritual sons in their bodies operated was also clearly imprinted into Duan Yun's mind.
Chapter completed!