Lin Qiye squatted down, grabbed the edge of the black box with both hands, took a deep breath, and opened it.
As the cover of the black box opened, a snow-white sheathed long knife was lying quietly in the center of the black box.
Cut white.
When Lin Qiye saw the knife, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He reached out and took it out of the black box and inspected it carefully.
Under the sunlight, Lin Qiye suddenly discovered that in addition to being snow-white, the scabbard now also glowed with a touch of light blue, like snow-white clouds with a light blue halo, exuding a psychedelic shimmer.
"Is the scabbard different?" Lin Qiye looked up at Furuhara Yoshiki in confusion.
Furuhara Yoshiki nodded, "Although the previous scabbard was good, it only had the most basic function of warming and nourishing the blade. But now that Zhanbai has the soul of the sword, this scabbard needs not only to warm and nourish the blade, but also The soul of the sword still needs to be cultivated, so I remade it based on the original scabbard.
The current scabbard is far superior to the original ordinary scabbard in terms of function and hardness. "
Lin Qiye said with emotion, "Thank you."
He stretched out his hand, slowly grasped the handle of the knife, and pulled the long knife out of the sheath with force.
Clang! !
A crisp knife cry echoed in the air.
The snow-white blade was exposed in the air, reflecting Lin Qiye's face like a mirror. The perfect arc of the blade showed no trace of breakage. The blade shone with a slight silver light under the light, mysterious and elegant.
Lin Qiye weighed the blade and found that it was a little heavier than the previous Zhanbai.
He held the knife in his right hand and waved it lightly at an open space beside him.
The snow-white blade sliced through the air silently, directly twisting the space in its path for an instant, like an invisible space knife passing through. Hundreds of meters away, a huge towering ancient tree was suddenly cut open, with a crash. Collapse.
Still the same as before, able to swing the sword regardless of distance
But this time, Lin Qiye felt something different.
It seems that this knife can do much more than that
With this doubt, Lin Qiye held the handle of the knife, put it back into the sheath, closed his eyes, carefully felt the energy fluctuations of the blade, and injected more mental power into it.
He slowly unsheathed his sword.
In an instant, the environment around Lin Qiye flashed and turned into a strange world composed of black and white. He opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings, with a look of surprise on his face.
This is
Void
Did he directly enter the void
In the mysterious world of black and white, Lin Qiye held the half-unsheathed Zhanbai. After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward.
His figure moved across like a ghost, easily passing through all walls, earth, rocks, equipment, mountains, forests, and even living things. He seemed to exist in another world, and nothing in the real world could affect him. He can walk freely in this empty world.
With a thought in Lin Qiye's mind, he took another step forward. The black and white world around him faded away like a tide. After a slight dizziness, he came directly to the deepest part of the barren mountain.
This is where he moves in the void.
Holding Zhan Bai, he can freely travel through the void
A look of surprise appeared in Lin Qiye's eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the snow-white sword in his hand, with a look of fondness in his eyes.
Traveling through the void means that he has the ability to take the initiative at any time in the battlefield, just like the void bear in the fog at that time, randomly attacking the enemy from any place, and once he misses, he can retreat back to the void freely.
In addition, whether it is detecting the enemy's situation, lurking, or assassinating, there will be no difficulty for Lin Qiye.
The knife in his hand is no longer as simple as a super-high-risk forbidden object.
This is the tenth Fujin sword in the world.
The tenth of Fujin's nine swords, the sword of space, cuts white.
Lin Qiye held the handle of Zhan Bai's knife with his palm, and with a thought, a huge white bear shadow appeared behind him out of thin air.
The huge bear shadow looked around, the confusion in its eyes flashed away, it opened its mouth excitedly, and roared at the sky!
Ho ho ho ho! ! !
This is Zhan Bai's sword soul.
—Nurse No. 008, "Void Bear", Baymax.
After it finished roaring, it lowered its head and looked at Lin Qiye, who was holding Zhanbai in front of him. He squatted down obediently, making Lin Qiye a little higher than the height he squatted down, and grinned.
"Dean, did I succeed?"
"Of course." Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, gently touched Dabai's head, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, it's not hard." Dabai looked down at his body, then at the snow-white sword in Lin Qiye's hand, blinked and said, "This feeling is so wonderful. I don't seem to die or grow old. The ability is even stronger than before!
And, Dean, I seem to have a closer connection with you."
"That's because you have become my sword soul. The connection between the sword master and the sword soul goes deep into the soul." Lin Qiye thought for a while, "Also, don't call me dean from now on. , you are no longer my caregiver, but my comrade-in-arms."
"If you don't call me Dean, what will my name be?" Dabai tilted his head.
"up to you."
"Then the boss?"
Dabai seems to have a special liking for this name. Whether he was called A'Zhu in the hospital or now Lin Qiye, he always likes to use this kind of name with a hint of Jianghu.
Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and said, "That's okay."
Lin Qiye held Zhanbai in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and smiled at Dabai who was squatting on the ground, "Please give me more advice in the future."
"Please give me more advice, boss!"
Dabai stretched out his huge bear paw and touched Lin Qiye's hand. At the same time, a glimmer of light flashed out from the snow-white blade.
Kill Bai to recognize the master.
Unlike before, Lin Qiye forcibly pulled out other Fujin swords through "King's Blood". Now he has truly become Zhanbai's master. The relationship between the sword master and the soul of the sword is just like that between Amamiya Haruki and Yu Beng. , Hoshimi Shota and Takeki are the same.
Even if one day he loses his "King's Blood", he is still Zhan Bai's master.
Lin Qiye stood in the deep forest, turned to look in the direction of the ancient house, pulled out Zhanbai again and escaped into the void, returning to the courtyard.
Seeing Lin Qiye walking out of the void, a smile appeared on Furuhara Yoshiki's rigid face. His eyes looked at the unsheathed snow-white sword with a sense of accomplishment.
"How's it going? This knife is pretty good, isn't it?"
"Very good." Lin Qiye said sincerely, "Thank you very much."
"No need to thank me. After all, it is also my dream to independently forge a Fujin sword." Furuhara Yoshiki waved his hand, "Okay, since your sword is no longer a problem, let's go, I want to continue forging "
Lin Qiye blinked but did not leave.
"Huh?" Seeing this, Yoshiki Kohara had doubts in his eyes, "Do you have anything else?"
"have."
Lin Qiye nodded, "I want to borrow your Shenyin."