Fire Monster

Chapter 76: Nurturing the Broadsword
Looking at Liu Yuwei leaving in a hurry, Zhao Guanshan was speechless.

How rubbish is your Fenwei Camp to let me, a new recruit who is nominally just a martial arts apprentice, be the main attacker.

Then he took out his imperial oil lamp, hung it on the beam, and began to clean the completely contaminated soil outside.

After all the busy work, the barracks became bumpy and ugly like a patch of alopecia, but the overall level of pollution was greatly reduced.

At this time, Zhao Guanshan was maintaining some damaged psychic circuits until they were completely repaired.

Only then did he take out two energy storage spirit stones, insert them into the interface, and activate the seal protection.

A second later, a low humming sound was heard, the spiritual supply array was activated, spiritual energy began to operate, and bright rays of light circled along the barracks. When all the spiritual energy circuits were completed, an overall protective glow was formed, and then began to fall back in an orderly manner, entering the state of lowest energy consumption.

As the second-level protective seal glow operated, the remaining pollution in the barracks was quickly purified and dispelled. In less than fifteen minutes, the air inside was no less than those natural oxygen bars on Earth.

Zhao Guanshan closed his eyes, looking intoxicated. This was truly a pleasure.

After a moment, he directly set a key for the spirit-supplying magic circle on the door, allowing only his own identity badge to be recognized, and no one else was allowed to enter.

Because one more person means more consumption.

Imperially-sealed houses also have an upper limit on capacity.

Next, Zhao Guanshan estimated the time, took back the imperial seal oil lamp, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

First adjust your mood and eliminate distracting thoughts.

At this point, he took out ten portions of inferior marrow cleansing liquid, took them one after another, and then used a small flame to purify it all.

To others, this inferior marrow-cleansing liquid is like poison, but Zhao Guanshan is uniquely able to remove the dross and retain the essence.

If ten portions are purified, they should be at least equivalent to one portion of 99th grade marrow cleansing liquid.

Maybe it could be grade 100. After all, Zhao Guanshan has not yet measured the limit of the small flame.

At this time, as the impurities and toxins in the marrow cleansing liquid were burned away, the rich warmth brought by the unique spiritual energy began to slowly spread, sweeping over the whole body.

This is a state that is very suitable for spiritual practice.

However, Zhao Guanshan did not practice, but summoned the dispelling rune, formed seals with his hands, and repaired and replenished it.

That's right, ever since he upgraded the star representing the Dispelling Rune to a higher level last time, the Dispelling Rune that was condensed has become permanent.

The previous dispel runes were all one-time.

Now you can replenish it at any time after consumption.

Unless you use them all up at once in a critical moment, you never need to condense new dispel runes.

This is a very good trump card, and it is also the confidence that makes Zhao Guanshan dare to leave the 12th Squad of Shanhai Camp and come to Fenwei Camp alone to be a filling-in soldier.

After a while, Zhao Guanshan consumed about one-fifth of his own vitality and successfully charged this second-order dispelling rune. The cost-effectiveness in all aspects was impeccable.

After putting the second-level dispelling rune into his chest, Zhao Guanshan hesitated for a moment, and finally took the psychic broadsword.

He still has too little time, otherwise if he were given a few more months, he would be able to complete the twelve cycles of Qi refining and cultivate the first breath of pure Yang Qi in the true sense.

But it is not possible now. There are less than five hours left until dawn. Is he kidding if he enters into meditation and practices at this time?
Fortunately, he can also work on other aspects to enhance his strength.

This is how to nurture psychic weapons.

Based on the experience Zhao Guanshan currently has.

There are two ways to nourish psychic weapons that he knows of. One is to go on the operating table and continuously impact and irrigate them with stable psychic energy. After consuming about fifty energy storage spirit stones, a good nourishing effect will be achieved.

This is like a new car on Earth, which needs a 500-kilometer run-in period.

This is the simplest and easiest to understand and operate, and everyone can do it.

But the second type of nurturing and running-in is very advanced.

It can be warmed and nourished with the user's own pure yang energy, which is a more cost-effective and effective way of warming and nourishing.

Just like Qi Huanzhang's broadsword, it has become patinaed because of being used day after day for more than ten years.

So even if he died in battle, his remaining soul could still stay on the broadsword for a while.

Zhao Guanshan is now adopting the second warming and nurturing plan.

At this moment, he moved the psychic broadsword weighing three hundred pounds and placed it flat on his legs.

Then, he held the handle of the knife with one hand and the back of the knife with the other.

There were no more distracting thoughts in his mind, only the invisible runes were changing, causing the vitality in his body to flow out and inject into the broadsword, thereby activating the spiritual supply array inside it. Finally, the entire broadsword blade was lit up with a faint light, three attack runes and one defense rune were like four stars, and like two pairs of eyes, and vaguely, two flying dragons could be seen soaring in the middle, vivid and lively, with a perfect balance of movement and stillness.

This is the standby mode with the least consumption and the most cost-effective after the Broadsword is activated.

However, standby does not mean that you can be lazy and distracted to do other things. Standby only reduces the consumption of psychic weapons to a minimum. The user still needs to maintain a high degree of resonance and keep in a state of being ready to fire.

And this state is also the most terrifying.

For example, Zhao Guanshan had seen with his own eyes before that Su Hai and Wei Tieniu could keep their psychic weapons in standby mode at will even when they were talking, doing things, or walking, and it had no effect at all even in the bumpiest chariot.

This kind of control is what he wants to learn, to reach and to surpass.

The night is silent.

There was a faint light floating in the barracks.

Zhao Guanshan sat there motionless, his entire body and mind immersed in a state of resonance with the psychic broadsword. The vitality in his body was injected into it generously, and the experience of at least three years of controlling the broadsword that he had gained from the remaining soul of Qi Huanzhang was perfectly integrated into this state.

It seems that he is just keeping his broadsword on standby, but in fact he is like a dormant beast, able to unleash the strongest thundering blow anytime, anywhere, around the clock, and in all directions.

"Oh oh oh!"

The cock-crow of the instrument that announced time was heard.

The night passed by unknowingly.

Zhao Guanshan opened his eyes slightly, withdrew his hands as if nothing had happened, and the faint light on the spiritual broadsword dissipated silently.

He is not yet able to maintain standby mode at any time and in any place, no matter what he is doing, so there is no need to force it.

Instead, he had taken ten portions of inferior marrow-cleansing spiritual liquid last night, and the abundant vitality he had gained after being tempered by a small flame was actually completely consumed.

So without saying anything, he took out five portions of inferior marrow cleansing liquid and swallowed them one by one.

After a moment, he regained his vitality.

"Everyone gather! The countdown begins! Ten...nine..."

Outside the door, Liu Yuwei's rough and hoarse voice was heard, like a lion disguised as a lioness, full of energy!
Zhao Guanshan jumped up lightly, carried all his belongings on his back, slung a long sword around his waist and a broadsword on his shoulder, pushed the door open and walked out, and at the last moment when Liu Yuwei was counting down, he stood in the queue.

The eighth team has quite a number of people, as many as thirty-six, including six single-seal martial artists, Liu Yuwei is the only double-seal martial artist, and the rest are all martial artist apprentices.

At first glance, it is a standard fill-in-the-line baby.

"Zhao Guanshan, go to the second group and follow Sun Zei."

"Sun Zei, he is your main attacker."

Liu Yuwei pointed at a big man who was also broad-shouldered and strong, but with a shrewd look. His overall image did not look stupid, but rather like a nimble fat cat.

This guy holds a heavy psychic shield and is also a martial artist. That’s just his name. Are you sure it’s reliable?

Zhao Guanshan walked over and nodded, while that thief Sun frowned slightly, looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze for a few times, and nodded as well, seeming a little unconvinced, or perhaps some kind of weird jealousy?
Zhao Guanshan was shocked and said, "Brother, don't get me wrong. Sister Liu is really my half-brother."

And Liu Yuwei's loud voice roared again.

"Everyone, cheer up. Yesterday, those scumbags from Shanhai Camp tore down the Demon Suppression Net. So from today on, we have to make a final breakthrough on the separated evil demons. The higher-ups have ordered that within three days, all the demon nests within the jurisdiction of Fenwei Camp must be wiped out!"

"Our Eighth Squad has been assigned to three Demon Mother lairs. As long as we take them down, we will get 900 basic merit points, and the upper limit is 1500 points. So, what are you waiting for? Do you want better psychic weapons? Do you want better marrow cleansing liquid? Do you want to find some big-assed women to relieve your sexual desire?"

"miss you!"

Everyone shouted in unison, their eyes shining!

Indeed, nothing can boost morale better than this!
It's just, it's a bit weird.

"set off!"

Liu Yuwei took the lead, also carrying a broadsword, and rushed out with a group of howling guys. At this moment, they looked more like a group of robbing bandits.

Zhao Guanshan continued to carefully observe everyone in the team, as well as other adjacent teams.

There are actually more than twenty teams in the Fenwei Camp, but they do not fight independently. Instead, they roughly maintain several attack directions.

For example, next to the eighth team, there were four other teams, each keeping a distance of less than 100 meters between them.

Inexplicably, it was like the five classes taking physical education class in high school…

What a ragtag, guerrilla, and lazy filler!
(End of this chapter)