"Because after the age of 100, that is, when the physical potential can be fully realized, many souls who want to become the god of death will work hard to hone themselves before this, so that they have a greater confidence to pass the assessment of the Mao Spiritual Academy."

"Why is the growth rate so slow... Ai Sani Koiji is a graduate of the 2066 class, that is, the 2060 period, and then fifty years later, the plot officially began..."

"Decades of calculations... It's a long time. ”

"Poof... Qinghe, the time in the Corpse Soul Realm has passed in the blink of an eye. It's not long at all, you can take your time, you're only 5 years old... That's 50 years old. ”

Qinghe looked at the Hina Mori Momo who comforted him, and nodded: This kind little Lori, I'm afraid I don't know what kind of ruthless betrayal and exploitation she will face in the future if she goes on according to the current path.

And... According to her own memories: Momoko is a student of the same grade as Rukia, Aisui Koiji, and Kira Izuru, and is in the same class.

In other words, according to the original growth trajectory of Hinamori Momo... In 30 years, she will become a student of the 2060th class of Mao Spiritual Academy.

From the current time, there are still 80 years before the official start of the Grim Reaper plot.

Rukia, on the other hand, would be adopted the following year and join Team 13 five years later - at the same time as Momo Hinamori graduated.

"Well, let's keep reading Peaches." After giving her an encouraging look, Kiyowa had another woman's appearance in his mind - Shiba To, the god of death who was similar to the silhouette of Momo Hinamori in front of him, and the god of death who saved him in the present world.

If it hadn't been for the other party's timely arrival, he might... Now I've been swallowed in my stomach by the void that killed me.

This is Seiwa's first life-saver... In the second year of Rukia's joining, the other party will be killed by the transformation created by Aizen when she goes out on a mission.

So... If he wants to save Shibodu, he has less than 36 years to grow.

And it is necessary to grow to the existence of at least the deputy captain level, otherwise in the face of transformation and void, one face will be wiped out.

"Thinking about this now, it won't help, let's improve ourselves first."

Suppressing these fluctuating emotions, Qinghe continued to look at the book in his hand:

"Fist" means "white fighting": it is a method of fighting empty-handed.

"Ghost Path": A high-level spell that can only be used by the Grim Reaper. It is subdivided into "breaking the road", "binding the road", and "returning to the road", and here it is also a brush, and there is no way to release any ghost path.

Qinghe is so good that he remembers some of the chanting methods of the ghost way... But without the corresponding system learning, it can't be released at all, and his current "second-class spiritual pressure", I'm afraid that even if it is released, it will be just a small fireball or something.

Qinghe knew that the 40 points on his "ghost path" attribute had clearly guided him.

"The Demon Dao Slashing Sword? It's not bad to be a Dharma master, it's better than rushing with people and cutting blood everywhere."

For these things that are only introduced a little, Qinghe is not too surprised... The Soul Court won't allow these core things to spread to the Soul Street... This, of course, is also to protect the status of the Grim Reaper.

If the soul of the Soul Street is gone, you can learn advanced techniques such as ghost path and instantaneous step without going through the Mao Spiritual Academy... With the number of souls in District 320, I am afraid that it will subvert the rule of the nobility inside.

There is no need to teach the art of fighting and slashing, and the soul can explore and learn on its own... Kenpachi, this perverted guy, is only because he picked up a shallow blow from the Grim Reaper...

Thinking of this, Qinghe quickly covered his mouth and didn't let himself exclaim...

Qinghe, who turned his head slightly, looked at Hinamori Momo, who was still immersed in the world of books, and breathed a sigh of relief: Asano, this thing should be what he is missing.

"But this kind of thing that only Mao Lingshu Academy has, where did I get it! Do you want to touch the Grim Reaper of death? Not to mention that the odds are too low, and the possibility of death is also very high..."

After all, the Grim Reaper generally doesn't appear alone unless it's a return to Soul Street to visit relatives... If it does, there is only one possibility: there is an invasion.

If the Grim Reaper is killed, swallowed... I'm afraid that I won't end up with anything very good.

So this method is cleared and excluded... He's not the pervert of Kenpachi, who can flatten many Grim Reapers with a shallow blow.

Shaking his head and throwing these messy thoughts out of his mind, Kiyowa began to think about how he could get a shallow hit in the shortest possible time... This kind of thing may have been artificially concealed by the high-level of the Jingling Court again.

If Qinghe is not a traverser, he will definitely not understand the relationship between shallow fighting, slashing swords, and death.

Qinghe, who got the answer, looked at Hinamori Momo, who was still soaring in the sea of books, and suppressed the restlessness in his heart... Anyway, he also had a direction next.

"Peach, peach..."

After calling Hinamori Momo softly twice, she was still indifferent...

"It's about being more focused..."

After complaining, Qinghe left the study, and after greeting the white-haired elder, he left first - it was already afternoon, and he needed to go to Rifangu to fill his spiritual pressure strip.

A few minutes later, Qinghe, who entered the courtyard, looked at Hibanya who was holding his chin and his eyes were distracted: "Hey! ”

"Ahh Xiaoqing, this kind of prank is really annoying. ”

Scared and almost lost his soul, the green pupils were full of resentment.

Qinghe, whose scalp was numb when he was watched, smiled awkwardly: "Hehe... Are you thinking about the Grim Reaper? ”

"Hmm... As soon as you came, Momoko became more interested in death. ”

"Actually, to be honest, she's really not fit to be a grim reaper... She's too easily deceived. ”

Qinghe, who was back to back with Hibangu, spoke with embarrassment.

"Are the children of the present world so mature in their thinking?"

"I'm an orphan... If you don't think about it, it's going to be hard to survive. ”

"That peach... I'll leave it to you in the future. You have to take care of her! ”

Although being leaned on the back by a man made Hibanya a little uncomfortable... But when he thought that the stronger Qinghe was, the more protection Peaches would receive, and he endured it.

"Even if you don't help me, I'll take care of her."

In the evening twilight, Qinghe's face is full of determination... Compared to the loneliness of a month ago, he now feels more warmth.

"You're the first friend I've ever been able to communicate with... Those children on Soul Street are too naïve. ”

Rifangu's old-fashioned tone made the corners of Qinghe's mouth twitch... This guy is really a stinky fart and jealous: of course, jealousy is only for Hinamori Momo.

Ten minutes later, Qinghe, who looked at the spiritual pressure bar that lit up again, spoke: "Xiaobai, let's stop here today." ”

"You wait."

Pedal, pedal, pedal...

Hibanya, dressed in clogs, ran into the house, and when he came out again, he had two steaming buns and a bamboo tube in his hand.

"Na... Take it, and you will have to pay me back twice as much in the future. Don't thank me, it's just for you. ”

After shoving it to him, Hibanya turned and walked inside.

"..."The pursed lips are clear, and the heart is warm... He was so lucky to be born here.