Hill of the Twin Executions underground, Secret Base.
The brush in Siwei Yan's hand passed through the air, and Reiatsu condensed into ink, leaving a glowing trail in the air.
"Water Blade."
The moment the two words were formed, the moisture in the air condensed instantly, turning into three rotating water jets that roared out, leaving deep carvings on the rock wall in the distance.
The water stains are not yet dry, but the strokes of the pen have already turned.
"Fire Dragon Volume."
Flames spurted from the tip of the pen and turned into a flame tornado several meters in diameter. The heat wave distorted the air, and the luminous rock mass at the top of the cave seemed to dim for an instant.
Yan Si With a flick of his wrist, the stroke of his pen changed again.
"High speed big drill bit."
Reiatsu condensed into a spiral airflow, the tip was so sharp that it buzzed, and it drilled hard towards the rock wall, causing debris to fly and smoke to fill the air.
He stopped and looked at the new traces on the rock wall. He was silent for a moment and put the brush back in his hand.
The Zanpakutō returned to its Asauchi form, hanging quietly on the waist.
The power is good and there are many changes.
By directly writing the name of the move with Tsuzurimono Bansho, you can transform the concept into a real attack. This ability is tricky enough in actual combat.
But...
Yan Si Sit down cross-legged and close your eyes.
The consciousness sank into Inner world, and the chaotic landscape came over again.
Icefield coexists with the volcano, flowers bloom next to the dead trees, and the sun, moon and stars hang at the same time.
He stood in the middle of this illogical place and shouted:
"Tsuzurimono Bansho, come out and talk."
No response.
"I know you're here." Yan Si continued, "Can you stop playing hide and seek? I, Spiritual Power, am already Fourth-Class Spiritual Pressure, so it's time to talk about Bankai, right?"
The wind stirred up the dust and passed him by, the sun and moon shone simultaneously, and the stars twinkled in the daytime.
"... Okay."
Yan Si exited Inner world, opened his eyes and sighed.
In fact, he has a secret that he has not told anyone.
His Zanpakuto was not slowly conceived after the Central Spirit Arts Academy got Asauchi.
Many years ago, when he had just arrived in Soul Society and was still in a corner of Rukongai, worrying about the fact that he would still be hungry after death, one day while looking for food, he suddenly found an extra pen in his arms.
The pen has a warm pen holder and a soft nib. It looks very old, but it is so clean that it doesn't look like something found.
It wasn't until he was discovered by a passing teacher Central Spirit Arts Academy and was told after a test that "you have Spiritual Power that you can become Shinigami" that he knew where he had come.
After enrolling in school, he received the standard Asauchi, and when the teacher explained "how to communicate with the Zanpakutō", he realized it belatedly.
That pen is probably his Zanpakutō.
Later, he tried to connect the pen with Asauchi Fusion, and the process went incredibly smoothly.
No long conversations, no difficult resonances, just like putting a key in a lock and it clicks.
As for nurturing? communicating?
Even the name Tsuzurimono Bansho came to his mind when he subconsciously called it Manifestation.
Over the years, Soul Society's life has been too peaceful.
Shinigami lived a long life with few battles. He wrote novels, drank wine, and occasionally played with Yoruichi. He lived a leisurely life.
Standing at the top? Becoming the strongest? He never thought about it seriously.
"What do you want?" Yan Si asked softly facing the empty cave.
The pen lies quietly in the palm of my hand, the Reishi halo of the pen tip flowing slowly, like breathing.
"Ding dong!"
There was a loud doorbell ringing behind me.
Yan Si turned around, and the camouflaged rock wall at the entrance slid open, and Yoruichi Shihōin stood at the door, looking unhappy.
"Urahara," she strode in, "Why do you have to install such a loud doorbell? I can't even sneak in."
"That's exactly the purpose for which I asked for the installation." Yan Si stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, "You don't have to go Shiba family today?"
"No need for the moment." Yoruichi walked up to him and looked up and down.
"Kuchiki Kyōka was appointed as the captain of the troops directly under Captain-General Yamamoto. He patrols Rukongai with his men every day. He is so diligent that the troublemakers shrink back."
She came closer, stared at Yan Si's face for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed.
"Why, you still can't communicate with the Zanpakutō?"
Yan Si nodded. He did consult Yoruichi about this matter a few days ago. Although he did not disclose the details, the lack of communication was true.
"If you can't communicate, just don't communicate." Yoruichi shrugged, looking indifferent.
She herself seldom relies on Zanpakutō, and Second Division's fighting style relies more on taijutsu and White Strike.
"Compared to that, the idea we hypothesized together before, I have a breakthrough here."
Yan Si's eyes lit up.
"Really?"
"Why are you lying to me?" Yoruichi grinned, showing his white teeth, "Try it some time? But before that..."
She suddenly reached out and grabbed the Zanpakutō at Yan Si's waist.
Yan Si took half a step back, the Zanpakutō was instantly in hand, and the blade drew a semicircle in the air.
Reiatsu condensed into an invisible barrier between the two of them.
Yoruichi's hand stopped a few inches in front of the barrier, then took it back, smiling even happier.
"My reaction speed has improved. It seems I haven't been lazy lately."
"Being lazy in front of you will end badly." Yan Si put away his Zanpakutō, "So, what exactly is that breakthrough?"
Yoruichi was throwing Captain's Haori randomly on the stone platform next to it.
She turned around and stood with her hands on her hips.
The Shinigami uniform standard style she wears is different. The sleeves only reach above the elbows, the fabric is close-fitting, the waist is neatly gathered, and the hem only reaches the middle of the thigh, revealing her smooth calves.
"I finally made a breakthrough by integrating Kidō into White Strike."
As she spoke, she raised her hands in front of her chest and clenched her fists slightly.
White light began to glow in the palm of the hand, and fine arcs of electricity jumped between the fingers, making a slight crackling sound.
"I have tried many features of Kidō, and Kidō is more suitable for me."
Yan Si nodded.
The essence of Kidō, in the final analysis, is the technique of adding certain characteristics to Spiritual Power.
Hadō imparts destructive properties, Bakudō imparts binding properties, and Kaidō imparts healing properties.
This is all guided by specific Reishi arrangements and mantras, allowing Spiritual Power to exhibit different properties.
His own mistake, Shikai Scroll of Wind and Snow, was actually a gorgeous disguise made by using the Kidō technique to add wind and cold characteristics to Spiritual Power, combined with the Zanpakutō's ability.
But each Shinigami body has different adaptations to the characteristics.
Just like some people are naturally good at swimming, others are better suited to running.
Yoruichi's adaptability to lightning characteristics is ridiculously high. Even with the most basic White Ray, the power she can use is much stronger than people of the same level.
To use the scientific saying that Urahara guy occasionally comes up with, Yoruichi has the smallest loss when adding lightning characteristics to Spiritual Power.
Other people's Spiritual Power may have to pay a 30% discount to convert the thunder attribute, but she can achieve more than 90%.
"Watch it."
Yoruichi The corners of his mouth rose.
Spiritual Power burst out from her body, and silver-white arcs flickered around her body, illuminating the entire cave. The air began to buzz, and the tiny gravels trembled slightly on the ground.
Yan Si took a few steps back and distanced himself.
The characteristics of lightning are indeed violent, and he does not want to be accidentally injured by the flowing arc.
Yoruichi put his hands back to his waist, leaned forward slightly, and focused his eyes.
"This is the initial realization of our idea."
She took a deep breath.
"Shunko!"