Chapter 689: Conditions Of Soul Blade

"Isn't this your dream all along?" Amamiya Haruki asked back.

He shook his head, "Back then, the Lord God of the Great Country used all the knowledge of the God of Guojin to create nine Fujin knives. Now I, a blacksmith hiding in a ravine, say that one can make another Fujin knife." Futsu knife? What do you think of Futsu knife?"

"When the Lord of the Great Country made the sword back then, most of his energy was spent on forging the blade and special attributes, the rain of [Yubeng], the paper crane of [Qianhe], the ultra-long-distance projection of [Black Rope]... …but you can completely skip that process for now.”

Haruki Amamiya pointed to the two pieces of [Zhanbai] and said, "This knife has been forged, and it also has its own special attributes. Whether it is material or ability, it does not belong to the Futsu knife itself. What is lacking is only the soul of the sword.

As long as it can be given a sword soul, it will be the tenth Fujin sword in the world. "

"What do you think is the soul of the sword? Chinese cabbage? You will give it if you ask?" Yoshiki Furuhara said seriously:

"To become Soul Blade, there are very strict restrictions.

First, the soul body itself cannot be separated from the warmth of the body for too long. Once its own soul power is lost, it will no longer be complete. The integrity of the soul body is a necessary condition for becoming a sword soul.

Second, the soul body must have extremely strong strength during life, and be able to carry the power of the knife itself. Once its own soul strength is insufficient, it will be crushed by the power of the knife body and completely annihilated.

Third, the soul body must have high intelligence and have its own thinking, even if the sword master is not around, it can also activate the power of the Fujin sword to act on its own.

Fourth, the soul body must be the soul of the Fujin sword voluntarily. Otherwise, even if it is integrated into the body of the sword, the sword owner will not be able to mobilize the power of the sword, but will completely make the Fujin sword useless.

Fifth, and the most difficult point, the ability of the soul body itself must highly overlap with the special attribute of the sword, without any rejection. If the special attribute of your sword is rain, then the ability of the sword soul must also be related to rain. "

After talking so many words in succession, he glanced at Amamiya Haruki, then at Lin Qiye, and said leisurely:

"When the nine swords were made, the Gods of Guojin spent a lot of painstaking efforts to collect eight sword souls from all over Japan, together with Master Gu Yue himself, they managed to make enough for the nine sword souls.

If I'm not wrong, the attribute of this knife should be related to space. If you want to put a knife soul on it, you first need a knife that also has space attributes, a complete soul body, super strength, high intelligence, and voluntarily becomes a knife. soul body...

The current society is no longer what it is in myths and legends. Even if you travel all over Japan, it is impossible to find such a soul body. This is why the Futsu Sword cannot be copied in modern times.

So... do you have a soul body that meets the conditions? "

Amamiya Haruki fell silent.

Although he knew a little about the Futsu sword, he didn't expect the conditions of the sword soul to be so harsh. As he said, this kind of soul body cannot exist in the whole of Japan. It's just an impossible thing...

Lin Qiye sighed helplessly, walked to Yugong Qinghui, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him:

"It's okay, as long as it can be repaired, it doesn't matter if there is no sword soul."

Seeing this, Amamiya Haruki could only give up.

"It's getting late, you guys go to the house and find a room to rest, I'm going to start working." Seeing that the conversation was over, Yoshiki Guhara gave the order to evict the guests without hesitation, picked up the two severed blades, and headed towards the forging area go.

Yugong Haruki stood up from the small bench, and walked towards the back room with Lin Qiye.

"Does he not need to sleep?" Lin Qiye looked at the time and asked.

"He usually sleeps during the day and forges at night, and usually only sleeps four hours a day." Haruki Amamiya looked back at the burly and busy figure, "Because he stays here all year round and doesn't communicate with others, so The character is a little... special."

Lin Qiye nodded, thinking of the pair of deep black eye sockets in his mind, he knew it clearly.

He is a liver emperor...

"If the sword soul can't be pressed for you, then our previous agreement will not count." Amamiya Haruki said slowly, "When the knife is repaired, you can go back first, and I will go to that place by myself. "

Lin Qiye did not forget the agreement he had made with Yugong Haruki at that time. If he could let [Zhanbai] have the sword soul, he would protect him to go to a place. Now it seems that the sword soul failed to be fulfilled. Going alone, I didn't intend to involve Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but shook his head after a while.

"let's talk tomorrow."

He and Haruki Amamiya went into a room respectively and closed the door. There was no bedding or pillows in the room, only tatami mats and a few blankets. It was unknown how Yoshiki Furuhara survived here.

Lin Qiye lay on the tatami and slowly closed his eyes.

...

The mental hospital of the gods.

Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat, walked in the hospital, obviously feeling that the place is much more lively than before.

In the yard, several nurses were carrying freshly washed quilts and bed covers, and drying them on the racks; Wangcai led a group of younger brothers, holding brooms and mops in their mouths, and walked towards the toilet with arrogance; the fire in the kitchen was blazing Burning, a few wisps of fragrance drift out...

Lin Qiye was walking in the corridor, and from time to time, nurses passed by him, bowing down to salute him politely, saying "Hello, Dean".

It seems that Li Yifei's management skills are really good... Lin Qiye thought to himself.

He walked all the way to the study room, only to see Braki and Merlin sitting at a small table eating, eight dishes were placed in front of them, and there were even two jugs of fruit wine beside them, eating with gusto.

"Dean?" Blaki happened to see Lin Qiye walking to the door, and immediately stood up excitedly, waving his hand, "Dean, let's eat together?"

"Good evening, Your Excellency the Dean." Merlin said with a smile.

Lin Qiye walked into the study, glanced at another empty chair, and asked suspiciously:

"Just the two of you?"

"That's right." Braki sat back in his chair, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Li Yifei, they originally prepared meals for the person in Room 4, but... that person doesn't seem to come to eat with us." mean."

Merlin nodded, "So, I'll ask them to deliver the food directly to the room later."

Lin Qiye walked to the window, glanced at Room 4 on the second floor opposite, with the door closed, and let out a long sigh.