Demon Slayer: Add friends to become stronger! Zenitsu is my best friend

Luochuan's realm remained at 98%, and the four breathing types only raised his realm by 2%.

Luochuan didn't think that the remaining Tsubasa Blood Demon Art could make up for the 2% gap.

It was difficult to improve the intimacy with the pillars in the Demon Slayer Corps in a short period of time, so he could only rely on his own practice.

Luochuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to mobilize the breathing method in his body.

His consciousness was focused on Dantian, feeling the weak airflow flowing slowly in his body.

With every breath, he tried to guide the airflow to every corner of his body, trying to stimulate more power.

However, today's feeling was completely different from usual.

There was no familiar subtle sense of improvement between the flow of breath.

Luochuan could clearly feel that he seemed to be trapped in a silent lake, with no waves and everything still. With every breath, he seemed to be taking an ordinary breath, with airflow flowing in his body, but without any accumulation or explosion of power.

It was as if the warm, hot, cool, and soft power disappeared in an instant, leaving only endless calm.

Luo Chuan tried to speed up his breathing, hoping to break the deadlock by accelerating the airflow.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the feeling of calmness was still there, without any change.

He tried to guide the airflow to flow through the meridians, hoping to stimulate more potential, but every attempt was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any ripples.

Time passed little by little, and beads of sweat oozed from Luo Chuan's forehead.

The intensive operation of the breathing method made his body gradually feel tired, but he still didn't want to give up.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, with a bitter smile on his face.

"It would take at least half a month to break through the super column just by practicing."Luochuan whispered to himself.

Half a month was still Luochuan's estimate. He didn't know if the difficulty of practice would increase again after the progress reached 99%.

His current realm has reached a bottleneck, and the simple breathing method can no longer bring any improvement.

Luochuan stood up, stretched his stiff body, and felt the soreness of his muscles.

He looked at the distant sky, and a feeling of unwillingness surged in his heart.

Although he did not break through the super column, Luochuan was also certain that he could keep Muzan here, but the premise of doing so was that Luochuan did not consider the life and death of other pillars.

Luochuan was not a kind person who could not bear to see others die.

It was just because of the friend system that he made friends with the people of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Although the purpose was somewhat utilitarian, Luochuan really regarded everyone here as his friend.

Even if Uzui Tengen, Fuzugawa and the like would give him a headache, it did not mean that Luochuan hated them.

Being able to ensure that there were no casualties on his side except for Yaoya was the situation that Luochuan felt he could accept most.

It's just that this situation was based on his breakthrough of the super column. Without the breakthrough of the super column, Luochuan might not be sure of facing Muzan.

"Forget it, just do your best."

Luo Chuan shook his head. Now he just needs to improve his strength as much as possible before Muzan comes.

【Do you want to fuse the Blood Vampire Art now: Blood of Enchantment and Magic Fragrance of the Day (Masterful)?】

【Yes】

With the beginning of the fusion, a strange breath surged in his body.

This breath was completely different from the previous breathing method fusion, with a hint of weirdness and mystery.

The breath of the blood ghost art was like a flexible snake, winding along Luochuan's meridians.

Every flow of breath was like engraving an ancient and mysterious mark in his body.

This feeling made Luochuan feel a little uncomfortable, but he soon adapted to it.

Luochuan's consciousness seemed to be brought into a blurred illusion, and the surrounding scenes began to become blurred, as if he was in an endless dream.

Everything in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of white mist, making it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.

In this illusion, Luochuan felt that his body became unusually light, as if it would float in the air at any time. With every step he took, he could feel his body constantly changing, as if it would merge with this illusion at any time.

At the end of the fusion, Luochuan felt that the power gathered into a ball in his body, like a vast magic fragrance, spreading in his body.

This force also tried to help Luochuan break through the barrier, but the force was too weak, and finally turned into ripples on the barrier and disappeared.

Luochuan was not surprised by this situation. Even a strong breathing type like the Pillar did not believe it, so how could Tamayo's blood demon art work.

Fortunately, it also improved Luochuan's realm a little.

After fusing all the breathing types to be fused, Luochuan stretched his body, and the next practice was entirely up to him.......

The next day, Luochuan woke up early in the morning and opened the door to see the crow standing on the courtyard wall combing its feathers.

The crow with a scarf saw Luochuan coming out and quickly stopped moving. After a slight nod, he said,"Master Mingzhu, the lord invites you."

Luochuan nodded and responded, feeling that today's summons seemed unusual.

He quickly tidied himself and followed the crow's instructions to the Ubuyashiki residence.

The sun shone in the ancient courtyard, illuminating the mossy stone steps and the vines on the wall.

Luochuan's heart was shrouded in an ominous premonition, and his steps could not help but speed up.

When he arrived at the gate of the Ubuyashiki residence, Luochuan gently pushed open the heavy wooden door, and a strong stench of corpse immediately hit him.

Luochuan frowned slightly, and the smell made him tense instantly.

He thought to himself,"Is Ubuyashiki Yoya's illness so serious? What's the difference between this breath and death?"

He felt uneasy, but his steps did not hesitate at all, and he walked quickly into the yard.

The courtyard was silent, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

Every time Luochuan took a step, the gravel under his feet made a slight sound, which was particularly abrupt in the silent environment.

He glanced around and found that the whole courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze.

Luochuan took a few steps and saw the figure of Ubuyashiki Yoshiya in the shadow of the house.

He was curled up on a low tatami, covered with a thin layer of bedding.

Yoshiya's face was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were sunken, his whole body was wrapped in bandages, and the few exposed skin was also infected with lavender.

The whole person seemed to be tortured by illness and was unrecognizable.

His breathing was weak and intermittent, with more exhalation than inhalation, and every breath seemed extremely difficult.

Luochuan stood not far away, watching this scene quietly, with a complex emotion in his heart.

As the sound pillar, he had long been accustomed to facing life and death, but the scene before him made him feel an indescribable sadness.

He walked slowly closer and whispered,"Lord."

This was the first time Luochuan respectfully called Ubuyashiki Yoya Lord.

Although Luochuan and Yoya did not have a particularly deep relationship, he admired Yoya's willingness to take the initiative.

He also thought about whether there was any way to keep Yoya alive.