The infinitely powerful man mixed in the comics

"The question is, are you busy? There are still about twenty pictures left in the first volume of Dragon and Tiger. Are you not going to draw the second and third volumes? Or are you going to let Ayano find another artist to draw them?"

"Drawings, Dragon and Tiger manga series Sorata are not allowed to be given to others." Shiina Mashiro sat up straight and said seriously.

"Uh...Okay, you draw."

Jiang Jing thought for a while: "But if you want to draw dragons and tigers, you will definitely be too busy to publish color EVA at the same time, so I won't publish it for now."

"It's too busy."

Shiina Mashiro tilted her head: "It can be serialized monthly. I asked Ayano. If it is serialized monthly, you only need to submit five pieces a month."

At this time, Jiang Jing also remembered that Neon's comics are divided into two modes: single volume publication and weekly and monthly serialization.

A single volume is easy to understand, but a monthly magazine of thirty or forty pages usually serializes many comics at the same time, and then decides whether to continue serialization or stop based on readers' feedback.

Works with strong effects in serialization will be combined into single volumes after accumulating a certain amount, making it easier for fans to collect them.

Chapter 115 Taking the initiative to attack Jiang Jing (third update)

"This will be very tiring, you're sure." Jiang Jing looked at Mashiro.

"Hmph! Sorata looks down on people again, but I'm very powerful. If you hadn't allowed it, I could have drawn more than a dozen manuscripts a day." Mashiro Shiina said slightly proudly.

But she seemed to have forgotten that the reason why she could draw so quickly was because of the original story.

Otherwise, when a normal comic studio completes a product, various plot considerations, character settings, etc., it would be good to complete a few manuscripts in one day.

"Then I'll leave the matter of EVA publishing to you. You can discuss it with Ayano." Jiang Jing irresponsibly handed over the matter to Shiina Mashiro.

He planned to draw only black and white drawings, leaving the coloring and publishing matters to Mashiro Shiina and Ayano. He felt that this would help Mashiro grow.

Of course, laziness is also one of the reasons. .

"Okay, leave Sorata to me." Shiina Mashiro nodded seriously, with a flash of happiness in his eyes.

At night, after one o'clock, Mashiro Shiina, wearing only underwear, was lying in Jiang Jing's arms, already asleep, breathing hot breath from her slightly open red lips.

Tonight, Jiang Jing did not fall into a deep sleep without thoughts as usual. Instead, his consciousness came to the depths of his soul, and his attention fell on the transparent and pure thoughts surrounding his soul.

At this time, there are still traces of pure thought power appearing out of thin air around the soul, but until now, the total thought power is not even a hundred strands, so the amount is not large.

The quantity issue doesn't matter to Jiang Jing, because he is just preparing to do an experiment now. If it works, he will adjust his short-term goals. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter.

Facing it, people need to be careful, and consume a lot of energy to refine the pure thought power. The true spirit power in the slowly rotating true spirit in the center of Jiang Jing's soul surges out, like a huge mouth of an abyss that swallows all the thought power in one mouthful.

"It's useless." Jiang Jing frowned inwardly.

Under Jiang Jing's gaze, a wisp of white power refined from nearly a hundred pure thoughts naturally floated out from the True Spirit Crack, which had no effect on the repair of his True Spirit.

"Sure enough, the difference in power level is still too big." Jiang Jing, who had expected it, did not feel disappointed.

After all, it is only used to condense the power of the true name. It is normal for the true spirit repair that is three levels higher than the true name to have no effect. Jiang Jing will be surprised if it does.

"Eh." At this moment, Jiang Jing suddenly noticed that the purified thought power that was dismissed by the true spirit was suddenly missing after it flowed out of the true spirit and appeared in the soul vortex.

At the same time, Jiang Jing keenly sensed a subtle change in his soul.

"This is."

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Jiang Jing's heart beat hard. It was the first time since he woke up that his mood fluctuated so strongly. The reason was the change that occurred after his soul absorbed a trace of purified thought power.

Originally, his true spirit was his true spirit, his soul was his soul, and his peripheral mental power was his spiritual power. Although the stance formed by the self-healing of his true spirit always increased the strength of his soul, there was no clear distinction on this point.

But just now, the trace of purified thought power absorbed by his soul seemed to have a chemical effect, causing his soul to undergo an undetectable change closer to the essence of the true spirit power under the true spirit stance.

Integrating into the true spiritual position.

And the meaning of this made even Jiang Jing feel excited.

He just accidentally condensed the true spirit back then, and the true body formed by the fusion of the seventeen original bloodline marks is actually one level lower than the heaven-level beings who possess the true spirit. And above the heaven-level beings, there are even more unfathomable things. realm.

At the end of that road, the true spirit, soul, and true body become one, regardless of each other. From then on, they step out into the long river of eternal destiny, transcending and transcending.

"Ha...how is that possible?" Jiang Jing suddenly laughed at himself, because that was too far away for him.

Now his soul just has this subtle tendency to change, and this change is so weak that it cannot be detected if he is not in perfect control of everything about himself at all times.

"However, maybe this will be a feasible way, and the reason for the change should be that my true spirit is incomplete." Jiang Jing's eyes fell on the crack of the true spirit, and then looked at the ray of light absorbed by the soul. A trace later, like a fish on the pure thought floating in his soul.

At this time, his soul no longer absorbed the purified thought power, and seemed to be saturated or still digesting it.

"Is there a time for digestion? It seems that I have to focus more on this aspect recently."

Monday morning.

Jiang Jing, who hadn't slept all night, woke up Mashiro Shiina early and asked her to wash up. Then she went out to throw out the garbage, carrying the garbage bags she had packed, wearing shorts, a T-shirt, and slippers.

Neon’s garbage is sorted by yourself at home, then thrown to specially designated recycling points, and then taken to the processing station by staff.

"Chitong, you have been exercising so early." When Jiang Jing passed by Sakura Apartment, he saw Chitong holding Murasame in his hand through the 1.5-meter-high protective wall, closing his eyes and slowly swinging the sword, feeling the intention of the sword.

The black-haired girl slowly sheathed the knife, opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Jing, and said calmly: "Good morning, Kanda-san."

Suddenly Murasame's hand on Chitong's hand trembled slightly, and then her eyes fell on the toy knife Jiang Jing was playing with in his left hand, and she said solemnly: "Kanda-san also uses a knife?"

"Knife!" Jiang Jing lowered his head and glanced at Honglian, "That's right."

This sword was too weak, and yesterday's performance made him a little dissatisfied, so he planned to refine the Innate Forbidden Sacrifice to the sixth level early, and then devour the Red Dragon Emperor's caged hand artifact to advance.

As for the treatment of the Sekiryuutei's caged hand, his mental power has not yet broken through to the fifth level of substance. He is somewhat insufficient in extracting the origin of the dragon soul rules and integrating it into Mashiro's body control, so he still needs to wait.

As for using the power of the true spirit, it's just that ordinary people can't bear it.

"It seems that Kanda-kun is also a master of swordsmanship. I wonder when we can compete." Chitong's eyes showed fighting spirit.

She now realizes that the ultimate sword intention has reached a bottleneck, and it is very necessary to find a strong person who also practices the sword to prove it.

Chitong had a premonition that the day when her sword power was sublimated and condensed into sword intent, it would be the day when she would break through and step into the Silver Moon Stage.

"Uh... forget it, I'm very busy every day and don't have time." Jiang Jing shook his head, then lifted up the big garbage bag in his right hand: "Look, for example, I have to take out the garbage now."

"Then Chitong, please continue. I'm going to throw away the trash first, and I have to go back to make lunch later." After speaking, Jiang Jing waved to Chitong and walked away lazily in his slippers.

"Throw away the trash, make lunch..." Chi Tong looked at Jiang Jing's back in T-shirt, shorts, and slippers, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

This is the extremely dangerous aura that Murasame gave her. He must be a hidden strong man with extreme attainments in the way of the sword?