I have a Zanpakutō

His major is the soul. If it is about Taoism, it may not be as powerful as this world, but if it is about the strength of the soul, ten Daoxuan can't compare with Zhang Han!It is such a powerful soul power, and it will also be disturbed by dementors. One can imagine the power of this magic weapon!

After thinking about it, Zhang Han held the Zanpakudao in his hand, activated the Reiatsu, and transformed into a blood-colored giant hand, which extended to the Dementor Stick, and pulled it out.

As soon as the Dementor Rod got out of the stone pile, streaks of black light burst out immediately, the black was shining, and the evil spirit was astonishing!Zhang Han kept his mind tightly, regardless of it, urging the spiritual pressure in his body, turning all of them into hellfire, spreading along the Zanpakutao, tempering the body of the stick.

I never thought that the material of the soul-destroying rod is extremely hard. After more than an hour of practicing the fire of hell, it consumed most of Zhang Han's spiritual pressure, but only broke the black light on the surface of the soul-destroying rod. Zhang Han couldn't help scratching his head. What should I do? ?

After thinking for a while, Zhang Han took out the bloodthirsty bead from the storage space and threw it in.

As soon as the two ominous creatures collided with each other, they immediately fought endlessly. The blood light and black light writhed wantonly in the flames of hell, colliding with each other, and it was a tie.

Seeing that the two things could not be sacrificed by using the fire of hell alone, Zhang Han sighed in his heart, forced three drops of blood essence from his fingertips, and flew into the fire.

Faintly, he seemed to feel the cheers and joy of the Bloodthirsty Bead. As soon as the three drops of blood entered the fire, they were immediately swallowed up by the Bloodthirsty Bead.

The black light on the dementor rod was oppressed by the red light, and gradually forced back into the body.Immediately, the beads and the rod stick together.

With the connection of essence and blood, Zhang Han faintly felt that the acceptance of the two ominous creatures had become many times higher. He hurriedly activated the Reiatsu, and the flames of hell rose wildly, gradually merging the two things into one, offering sacrifices forming.

Before I knew it, hours passed.

Zhang Han sacrificed the magic weapon for the first time, and he didn't know what to do. After the bloodthirsty bead and the dementor were completely integrated and the treasure was formed, Zhang Han withdrew the hellfire and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand.

Looking closely, in his hand was a black bone fan, more specifically, it looked more like a black bone claw.The whole body is as black as ink, with dark red blood streaks all over the top and bottom. At first glance, it looks like blood vessels, which is strange and inexplicable.

At the end of the bone fan there is a protrusion that is just as wide as the palm of your hand, and it fits perfectly when you hold it.Further up, there are five crooked, knuckle-like fan bones.

On the whole, it is somewhat similar to Yumiya Ayasegawa's Banshijie Fuji Peacock, but it is not so neat and regular, and it is crooked, but more like branches and hand bones.

With joy on his face, Zhang Han looked at the bone fan in his hand over and over again, only to see that the light on its surface was dim and introverted, but there was a faint evil spirit in it. He couldn't help but like it more and more, and murmured in a low voice, "From now on , you are called Soul Devourer Fan! Fight with me in multiverses, infinite planes, and let the world know your reputation!"

The Soul Devouring Fan is very spiritual. When Zhang Han just gave it its name, it trembled slightly, and a slight cold feeling spread into the body. It couldn't be said to be comfortable, but it could feel its joy.

Something happened here, Zhang Han didn't stop, he immediately opened the space door and returned to his residence.

377章，名额

Zhang Han was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, without any sleepiness.Thinking in his heart, "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao has been practiced to the fourth level, and the Soul Eater Fan has also been practiced, should I leave here?"

Said to leave, not to betray Qingyun sect, but to go down the mountain to find the heavenly book.

After traveling through several worlds, Zhang Han likes to pull tiger skins to make a big banner. With the name of a disciple of Qingyun Sect, it will be much more convenient to walk in this world.

Of course, if there are enough interests, betrayal is only a matter of minutes.

"Reckoning, the Heavenly Books from the Wanbat Ancient Grotto and the Great Western Swamp are easy to say, at worst they can be snatched. However, how to obtain the Heavenly Books from Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple and Ghost King Sect?"

The Huanyue Cave Mansion in the back mountain is a forbidden area. When Zhang Han first came to the mountain, Zhang Han secretly explored the back mountain on the grounds that he was not familiar with the terrain.Unexpectedly, he was driven back by the disciples guarding the back mountain after he walked around the Yuqing Palace for a few steps.

Since then, Zhang Han has given up his mind to investigate on the bright side, thinking in his heart, whether he should show his hands in the Qimai martial arts, maybe, if Daoxuan pays attention, he will have the opportunity to enter the Huanyue Cave Mansion Woolen cloth.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Han's eyes, and he secretly made up his mind that in two and a half years, the Qimai martial arts will be held, and he will first win the name of a genius.At that time, if Daoxuan still doesn't value himself, he will find another way.

No matter what, the five volumes of heavenly scriptures must be collected!

After that, Zhang Han patiently stayed on Tongtian Peak, practicing step by step.

Such a combination of Buddhism and Taoism, the whole journey is like a broken bamboo, and in the fifth year, both kinds of exercises have reached the eighth level of Yuqing, and the attributes of the spirit body are all over [-], officially entering the ranks of the captain.

Although it is only the eighth level of Yuqing, Zhang Han's foundation is extremely solid, and the true energy in his body is extremely thick, which is more than a hundred times higher than that of his senior brothers of the same level.Even if he didn't use the means of death, there was no one below the Shangqing Realm to be his opponent.

Two years ago, when Zhang Han reached the fifth floor, Chang Jian, who was inspecting homework, was defeated by him. From then on, he ignored Zhang Han and let him practice on his own.

On this day, when Zhang Han was meditating by the stream on the mountainside, Li Qing Yujian flew over with a rather panicked face, "Junior Brother Zhang, it's not good!"

The person is still unknown, but the voice has already passed.

He lived with Li Qing for five years, and Zhang Han occasionally gave him advice when he was practicing.After all, having traveled through several planes, his vision and insight are definitely not comparable to Li Qing's.

Unexpectedly, although this guy has an introverted personality, he has good talent. He has reached the fourth floor in five years and can fly with a sword.

Even though he was flying crookedly, looking like he might fall off at any moment, it made people tremble with fear, and he secretly sweated for him.But no matter how you say it, you can call yourself a poor man!

"what happened?"

After Li Qing landed safely, Zhang Han asked aloud.

"Junior Brother Zhang, the senior brothers have some complaints about you occupying a spot in the Qimai Martial Arts Competition, and they are discussing with Senior Brother Chang right now, so hurry up and follow me there."

Li Qing took a few steps forward, took Zhang Han's arm, and ran up the mountain.

Zhang Han smiled, and shook off Li Qing's hand, "The little demon in the temple is very windy, and the water is shallow, and there are so many kings! They are both registered disciples. Even if they fight, they will not be able to become house disciples. Why should they be bothered?"

The Qimai Martial Arts Festival is held every 60 years. Except for Dazhufeng, which has always had few disciples, all other peaks have limited places.In the past, whenever the Qimai martial arts competition was approaching, they would fight openly and secretly, using their own means to compete for places.

Although this time the quota has increased from the previous four to nine, and Nagato Tongtian Peak has even ten quotas, but there are hundreds of registered disciples alone, and there are still too many monks and too few porridge.

There is only one chance to show your face in 60 years, and anyone will be moved.

Master Daoxuan has only one apprentice under his seat, Xiao Yicai, who won the title 60 years ago, did not participate in this martial arts meeting.Therefore, all ten places were selected from among the registered disciples, and the task of selection fell on Chang Jian.

Chang Jian knew Zhang Han's strength, so he gave him a spot.

But in the past few years, Zhang Han has never made a move in front of the senior brothers, so when they learned that a latecomer who had only been in the industry for five years took up a spot, they were so angry that they immediately ran to Chang Jian for comment.

Seeing that Zhang Han was calm and relaxed, Li Qing became impatient and persuaded, "Junior Brother Zhang, I know your talent and strength, but others don't. You should go and have a look, in case Senior Brother Chang gets annoyed Wouldn't it be a pity that the quota will be dropped?"

Zhang Han was slightly startled, "You're right."

Since he made up his mind to show his face in front of Daoxuan and attract his attention, then he must occupy this spot!

After thinking about it, Zhang Han took out the hanging ring, directly opened the space door leading to the accommodation, and brought Li Qing back to the top of the mountain.

It was the first time for Li Qing to see such a miraculous magic weapon. He kept staring at the hanging ring on Zhang Han's finger, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.Such a space door is much more convenient than Yujian flying.

Zhang Han stepped out of the dormitory and walked towards Chang Jian's residence.As the head of a group of registered disciples, Chang Jian has a separate courtyard.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw more than a dozen disciples crowded together, making a lot of noise, as if he would not give up until he gave an explanation.

"Senior Brother Chang, we have already recognized other people's quotas. After all, they are seniors who have been in the field for a long time and have deep knowledge. However, Brother Zhang has only been in the door for five years. How can he be qualified to occupy a quota?"

"That's right! Brother Chang, you have to give us an explanation!"

"That's right. Otherwise, let us have a competition with Junior Brother Zhang. Even if we lose, we will be convinced."

……

Zhang Han flew up, standing in the air, and the aura of the eighth layer of jade Qing erupted from his body, overwhelming the field.