Oboro didn't sleep at all that night.
By the time the sky outside the window began to lighten, Kamado Tanpei was finally the first to get up.
He simply put on some clothes, packed a few things, and went outside.
A moment later, a bonfire was lit outside, accompanied by the sound of wind chimes. Oboro followed closely, put on his black haori, and went outside.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Kamado Tanpei, already prepared, standing by the bonfire, wearing a mask, and looking at him.
Clearly, he was waiting for Oboro.
He also knew that Oboro had been awake all along.
Their gazes met silently. Kamado Tanpei began the initial movements of the Kagura dance, holding a sacred bell.
The bell continuously emitted pleasant sounds with his movements.
The bonfire also flickered, growing and shrinking.
A simple ritual site was cordoned off with a hemp rope.
Oboro approached, tightening his outer garment... He observed Tanpei's breathing, the rhythm of his energy circulation, and the impact of the inhaled breath on various parts of his body.
Even though Tanpei was wearing clothes, Oboro could still determine the flow of his energy circulation by observing subtle changes in his skin.
"Left foot..."
Oboro watched quietly for a moment. As Tanpei performed a movement, he softly spoke.
As expected, in the next second, Tanpei lifted his left foot, balancing solely on his right.
"Lower your back."
Then, Oboro murmured again.
Immediately, Tanpei bent over, twisting his waist and abdomen.
"He's not Yoriichi Tsugikuni after all. Although he's learned Sun Breathing, his flesh and blood can't withstand it... He has to rely on certain movements to mitigate the damage from breathing."
Thinking this, Oboro shifted his attention from Tanpei's breathing to appreciating his seemingly beautiful 'dance moves.'
At this moment, Tanpei was completely immersed in the process of prayer.
He had reached a state of self-forgetfulness.
Concentrating with all his heart.
His agile movements, in this world of white snow, appeared very artistic.
Time passed bit by bit. Soon, the others in the house also woke up.
No one disturbed Tanpei. Tanjiro also stood beside his mother, quietly watching his father perform the Kagura dance.
His father had told him more than once to learn the Kagura dance, to engrave every movement in his heart, especially... the breathing.
The two maids who had woken up walked to Oboro's side without a word.
In their eyes, the dance the man was performing was nothing special, and they didn't understand why their master would personally come to watch.
Many Shinto priests or shrine maidens in shrines also performed similar rituals when worshiping or praying for blessings.
After a while, the morning sun rose from behind the mountains, casting golden rays. Tanpei's Kagura dance concluded.
He removed his mask, a few fine beads of sweat on his face. He looked at Oboro and smiled faintly.
Everything was understood without words.
"Kamado Tanjuro and Kie... are your ancestors. The Kagura dance you perform is actually a formalized set of movements inherited from Sun Breathing," Oboro suddenly said.
"Although some traditions are deeply ingrained in memory, to avoid omissions due to the passage of time, a set of movements forms specific memory points, which can effectively prevent loss."
"Your ancestors kept their promise."
"…"
Hearing this, Tanpei was suddenly stunned.
But he quickly regained his composure and smiled, "I don't remember much about my ancestors... but this Kagura dance was passed down to me by my father, who told me to keep it in my heart. I am merely practicing it."
"You understand Sun Breathing. Although you can't achieve the extreme, you must have 'seen' him... the person I'm talking about, Yoriichi Tsugikuni. The soul is also a carrier of inherited memories... whether in dreams or in momentary trances, you must have seen him."
Oboro walked forward, bent over to cross the hemp rope, and stepped into the arena.
He extended a hand: "Your intuition is accurate. Although I came for Sun Breathing... I have no ill intentions. Otherwise, you wouldn't have performed it."
"I just want to confirm one thing through your breathing."
Oboro smiled, "To confirm Yoriichi's level..."
"Do you mind?"
He waved his hand.
Tanpei thought for a moment, took off his mask, and placed it in Oboro's hand.
"Master..."
Seeing this, the two maids hurriedly tried to stop him.
They already knew what Oboro was going to do...
Whoosh.
Oboro tore off his haori and threw it aside, wearing only a thin inner garment, and put on the mask.
Then, all the movements and every breath taken during Tanpei's dance, the flow of 'qi' within his body, appeared in his mind as a map.
"Sun Breathing is the origin of all breathing techniques... The true meaning of breathing is to strengthen the heart, lungs, and other organs, increase blood oxygen levels, and achieve explosive physical abilities in a short period. However, Sun Breathing is too intense and not suitable for everyone... Therefore, just like the Kagura dance you perform, to adapt to the rhythm and cadence of this breathing, one must perform certain movements to cooperate, reducing the side effects of breathing."
Saying this, Oboro struck a completely different starting pose from Tanpei.
"Relying on external movements to slow down the energy brought by breathing itself... is too passive."
"You are adapting to the breathing, not letting the breathing adapt to you... Remember, you are the master, the controller of breathing. Breathing should not be above people... This is wrong."
"However, precisely because many people cannot understand the true meaning of 'breathing,' like your ancestors, they choose to passively adapt, relying on external movements and special training methods, which has led to the development of numerous different breathing techniques..."
"It's like two pieces of wood that need to be forcibly connected. One must be ground down or modified... and you chose to grind yourselves down."
"All breathing techniques are derived from Sun Breathing..."
"What needs to be done is to move upwards... Sun Breathing should be a seed growing upwards vigorously, not a long root digging downwards."
With every word Oboro spoke, it was like thunder in Tanpei's ears.
Because Oboro's speech did not affect his movements at all, and... Tanpei also realized that Oboro's dance movements were just casual gestures.
Not caused by the circulation of qi within his body.
He could move as he pleased.
But clearly... Oboro's body was even weaker than his, yet he wasn't 'injured.'
Under the sunlight, Oboro was like a bird bathed in golden rays, as agile and light as Tanpei just now, but with a touch of fervor, a touch of dominance!
Crack!
Oboro's waist was like a fully drawn bow. As he stretched and twisted, his entire spine crackled. His movements were full of power, and each step kicked up three feet of snow.
If Tanpei hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to imagine that such a weak body could unleash such vibrant 'energy.'
Even the bonfire beside them seemed to be affected, its flames roaring...
"His breathing... his qi, can even affect external objects."
A thought flashed through Tanpei's blank mind.
"Breathing is like soil. What needs to be done is addition... not subtraction," Oboro added.
After a while, Oboro retracted his stance.
Everyone noticed that centered around him... within a ten-meter radius, the thick snow had melted into ice water and seeped into the frozen earth.
This was because his breathing had drawn the heat from the bonfire and spread it outwards.
Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
"If he went to Hunter x Hunter, he would undoubtedly become a top-tier Nen user... After all, here, he is a born prodigy. The level he has reached is beyond what others can comprehend. It's impossible to advance upwards starting from his level... one can only adapt downwards."
Oboro removed his mask and thought to himself, "But to establish himself in the Dark Continent, at his level... it's almost impossible."
Sun Breathing... in terms of breathing techniques, it's considered relatively complex.
And that's all.
Speaking of which, if one could use Yoriichi's power as a starting point, develop breathing techniques upwards, and derive various powers, then... Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba would not be a low-level world, and could at least reach the level of a mid-tier world.
Precisely because other breathing techniques are mostly simplified versions, the power system is very poor.
With this thought, Oboro seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up at the rising sun.
"You want me... to help you?"
A gentle breeze brushed his face, Oboro's eyelids twitched, and he said calmly.
He saw a tree.
A small tree growing in a greenhouse.
The space inside the greenhouse was large enough for this tree to grow over five meters tall, with lush branches and leaves.
But at this moment, the tree was less than three meters tall, with sparse branches and withered shade.
According to normal growth patterns, it... still had room to grow.
"No wonder... I transmigrated here."
Oboro understood.
"Let's make a deal. Accept my inherited will... as nourishment for your second growth. As for how much more you can grow... it depends on your fate."
"I will make this world's power system experience a second explosion... in the form of a 'seed.'"
Oboro calmly responded with his thoughts to the situation he perceived.
Upon hearing this, the small tree swayed gently, conveying its gratitude.
"I originally intended to use Yoriichi Tsugikuni as a starting point to create a brilliant spark... but I didn't expect... things to turn out contrary to my wishes."
"The seed you chose is quite good. It's a pity... whether it can grow, and grow well... is influenced by many factors."
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