The sword was pulled out of the scabbard.

The rusty blade was already dim in the sun.

But even so, the masculine aura in the blade was still endless.

After hundreds of years of dust, this aura was still emanating from the layers of the skin...

This sword is simply a divine weapon for killing evil spirits.

Looking at this sword,

Xinyi flashed a trace of joy.

Regarding the problem that the Zanpakuto cannot block the regeneration ability of the ghost,

Xinyi suddenly thought of a solution.

If this sword is fused with the Zanpakuto... then the blades of other Zanpakuto will also be forever attached with this aura!

However, there are two problems now.

The first is that all the rust on the blade must be cleaned immediately to let the original masculine aura of this sword completely emanate.

But this grade of sword must be handled very carefully and it takes a long time.

In addition, the fusion of all Zanpakuto will be a big project.

The second problem is...

Although this sword has a strong yang aura, there is only one after all.

If this sword is evenly distributed to all Zanpakuto, the power will be greatly reduced.

Village Chief:"I believe Mr. Xin Yi has also seen that this is a top-grade red sword.

"Originally, Hotaru Kotsuka planned to polish it herself and give it to you.

"I think it's better for me to show you the knife first and let you decide."

Tiexue Sen:"It takes at least five days to polish a knife of this level, and there can be no interruption in the middle. However, Tietuozhongying's ancestral craftsmanship can be completed in three days." Tietuozhongying nodded repeatedly and said,"Yes, Mr. Xinyi, give it to me, and it can be completed in three days!"

Xinyi:"Thank you, village chief, I need such a knife now

"I am very grateful for Mr. Ying's kindness, but…

"Three days is still a bit too long.

Tiexuesen:"Three days is the limit for people like us."……"

Hotaru Tetsutsuka:"Mr. Shinichi, if you were to do the polishing yourself, how long would it take?"

Shinichi was quite confident about the polishing speed, because the forging process and speed of the Zanpakutō were much stronger than those of the Nichirin Sword, and Shinichi's forging speed had doubled in terms of the basic data of the system.

In terms of speed, Shinichi felt there was no problem.

However, for the polishing stage, if the speed was increased too quickly, the degree of danger would increase significantly.

Not to mention the possibility of the blade cracking, the heat generated by the blade alone is already a big problem for humans.

After all, during the polishing stage, both hands must be in contact with the blade all the time.

Wearing protective gear is even more impractical, as in doing so, the fineness and speed of the craftsmanship would be lost.

Not worth the loss.

At this time, Shinichi remembered the three breathing methods he possessed.——

【[Breath of Fire] [Embryonic Breath of the Sun] [Breath of Insects]

Breath of Insects focuses on precision.

Although Breath of Fire can withstand high temperatures during forging, it is too rough for a process like polishing.

That leaves only this embryonic version of Breath of the Sun...

Shinichi:"It should take half a day."

Half a day?!

The three swordsmiths were shocked.

What is the concept of efficiency?

Six inherited steel hotaru!

But no one was too surprised.

After all, Shinichi could even forge something like a Zanpakutō , so it seems reasonable that the sharpening speed is only five or six times faster.

The village chief:"Then it can only be polished by Mr. Shinichi himself."

Tetsuganamori:"Half a day is very fast. In that case, can the three of us watch Mr. Shinichi polish it?"

After all, it is a top-level red sword.

Even if they can't polish it themselves, as long as they have the opportunity to watch it, it will be a pleasure for the three of them.

Shinichi:"Please help yourself."

After speaking, Shinichi turned back to the room and began to prepare for work

…………

It was evening.

The sun was about to set.

Giyu had just returned from training.

He had been training alone on the mountain next door recently, and his control of his Zanpakutō had become more and more proficient.

When he stood in the yard, he found that there was no one in sight. Except for the light in Shinichi's room, there was no movement in other rooms around the yard.

Where did everyone go?

Giyuu looked around curiously, then walked towards Shinichi's room.

The moment he pushed open the door, a wave of heat hit him in the face through the crack in the door.

What's going on?!

When Giyuu walked into the room, he found that the room was full of people.

Everyone was crowded in Shinichi's room to watch Shinichi sharpen his sword.

Although the room seemed very stuffy, no one cared and was still watching intently.

Giyuu:"You guys……"

Tiexuesen:"Shhh……"

Tiexue Sen turned around to interrupt Yiyong and put his index finger in front of his mouth, signaling Yiyong to keep quiet.

Yiyong stretched his neck curiously to watch.

The scene in front of him stunned Yiyong for a moment...

It turned out that the heat wave in the room came from the knife in Xinyi's hand...

Xinyi pressed the knife in his hands with both hands and quickly sharpened it back and forth on the whetstone.

The blade had begun to turn slightly red where it was rubbed.

Xinyi's speed was very fast.

If it weren't for the small range of motion, everyone couldn't even see the trajectory of his hands.

Despite the high speed, there was no spark flying from the friction.

It can be seen that Xinyi has grasped the details of the angle and strength of the sharpening knife to the extreme.

Although there are no sparks, the red color caused by friction does not look like a good thing.

They are ready to move, like trapped beasts, ready to break through the restraints and bite everything at any time.

Yiyong also quietly joined in the observation.

Everyone in this room was highly focused.

Xinyi has maintained this posture for an afternoon, and the blade has not changed much.

And the others also maintained this posture and watched for an afternoon.

As the time spent watching grew longer, the more they became absorbed.

Every"squeak" sound made during the sharpening process tugged at the hearts of everyone present.

Everyone was silent, fearing that any noise would disturb Xin Yi's sharpening work.

Under the gaze of so many eyes... the blade finally began to show unusual changes.

The red part in the middle of the blade began to grow larger, and the red color began to spread on the blade.

This means... the sharpening of this knife has entered the final stage.

The range of the red color is getting larger... and wider...

When the bright red color spread to Xin Yi's fingertips...

Yi Yong exclaimed:"Be careful!"

Yi Yong was worried that Xin Yi would be too absorbed and not pay attention and get burned.

Before he finished speaking, a strong aura emanated from Xin Yi's arms.

Everyone was startled.

Xin Yi's eyes radiated white light.

Xin Yi's arms were even more wrapped in a layer of light red, which was white, not as bright as flames, but more like... sunshine!

This layer of light red tightly fit Xin Yi's hands.

The originally uncontrollable red color on the blade became extremely docile in Xin Yi's hands.

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