Chapter 13: The Soul of the Sword
A moment later, under the gaze of Makoto Senju, Kiyonosuke Yamada left the courtyard with a slightly pale face.
'Captain Uno Hana...... I've been following you for hundreds of years......'
'It's clear that I'm the first to get to the fourth team, why...... Want to choose Senju Makoto, a young ghost who has just graduated, as a disciple? ’
Originally, Kiyonosuke Yamada was not so angry, but thinking of the seemingly innocent and innocent face of Makoto Senju, and the words that comforted him from time to time, Kiyonosuke Yamada inexplicably became more and more unable to think about it......
However, Kiyonosuke Yamada can confirm at least one thing, Senju Makoto is definitely not so gentle and harmless as he seems on the surface, and secretly he is a black-bellied imp!
And looking at Kiyonosuke Yamada's back, which seemed to be a little embarrassed, Senju Makoto did not forget to wave goodbye, with a gentle and reluctant look on his face.
Immediately, Senju Makoto tidied up the room, and changed the team emblem sent by Kiyonosuke Yamada, the death tyrant outfit, etc.
Senju Cheng made himself a pot of tea, sat in the corridor and smelled the wisps of fragrance, looked up at the night sky of the corpse soul realm, and thought about today's gains and losses.
Although there were some twists and turns, he finally successfully joined the fourth team, and in the future, as a member of the fourth team, there was a good excuse to contact the injured and look for an opportunity to plant the "forest seed".
And, to a certain extent, it is also far away from the battle between the Grim Reaper, avoiding exposing unnecessary secrets during the battle.
The only unexpected situation was that he was accepted as a disciple by Mao Zhihualie.
In this way, as a disciple of U no Flower Lie, it is undoubtedly against the low-key policy formulated in the past, which has attracted the attention of the high-level of the Jingling Court to a certain extent, and even the indigo who has always been extremely jealous will react.
It's just that, in that case, Senju Cheng has no position to refuse Mao Zhihualie with the character he has shown.
"But that's fine, maybe it's safer to have the protection of Unohana-sensei, and you can further learn more profound ways and medical skills......
Senju Makoto muttered silently, a different color flashing in his usually gentle and pure eyes.
There is one thing that Senju Makoto really did not deceive Uno Hanari, that is, Senju Makoto does have a great interest in Hui Dao and medical skills.
Unlike the physical body of the present world, the body formed after the soul arrived at the corpse soul realm was extremely strange in the eyes of Senju Makoto.
Obviously, the most basic element of the soul in the corpse soul realm is the spirit child, but such a body is flesh and blood in the real sense, and there are even special similar vein nodes similar to "lock knots", "soul sleep", "soul entanglement" and so on.
As for the essence of the Hui Dao, it is a soul body spirit seed filling technique.
The medical skills of the corpse and soul world are not the Western medicine in Qianjucheng's memory, but are more similar to the concept of traditional Chinese medicine, which uses various herbs to formulate potions, or stimulates the soul body vein nodes to treat various diseases.
I have to say that compared to the grudge of the battle between the Grim Reaper, Hui Dao and medical art are the real art in Senju's eyes, a new and interesting art.
Thinking about it, Senju Makoto placed the slashing sword tied to his waist between his legs, and slowly closed his eyes and entered the state of sword meditation.
The next moment, as Senjutsu's vision darkened, he appeared in a bright world.
The blue sky is as clear as a lake, and the endless green meadows are endless, but not far from Senju Makoto, there is a small sapling that seems to have just been planted and a towering tree.
Senju Makoto looked around, as if looking for something, and shouted. "Don't hide, come out."
As soon as Senju's words fell, the green grass at Senju's feet clinged to and grew rapidly like vines, wrapping around his thighs, around his back, and finally stopping at Senjutsu's shoulders.
In the next moment, the greenery flashed, and a small dot spit out from the top of the green grass and landed in front of Senju's eyes.
The small and delicate body, the wings like a butterfly, the white and tender skin that can be broken by the blow is blocked by a few wisps of green leaves, and the big round eyes are staring at Senju Makoto, with a bright and innocent smile on his face, just like the legendary elf.
"Tsk~"
However, every time Senju Makoto saw this palm-sized slashing sword soul, he couldn't help but turn his head away and let out an unknown sound.
"Woo woo ~ master, what do you mean by this?"
Senluo Wanxiang's small arms were crossed at his waist, and his wings flickered directly in front of Senju's eyes in an instant, and he asked with a pout.
"Alas~"
It's just that what responded to Senluo was a long sigh from Senjutsu.
Once upon a time, Senju Makoto never fantasized about having a sword soul similar to "Sleeve White Snow", "Red Hime", and "Flower Sky Crazy Bone".
In this way, holding the Slashing Knife during the day and the Slashing Sword holding itself at night, it is also a kind of warmth to rely on each other in this way, so that you can feel reliable warmth in this cold corpse soul world.
However, it is clear that the sword is based on the soul of the god of death itself, and the appearance of the sword soul is also quite related to the reflection of the mind of the god of death itself.
For example, Kisuke Urahara and Kyoraku Harusui, the slashing sword souls "Red Hime" and "Flower Sky Crazy Bone" are both absolute royal sister beauties, and Rukia's slashing knife "Sleeve White Snow" is related to her desire to become similar to her brother's cold and majestic desire in the future.
How did he come to himself, with his own nature, the sword soul has become a palm-sized thing?
Could it be that this is a reflection of the thumbelina who accompanied him for half his life in his previous life?
Thinking of this, Senju Makoto subconsciously glanced at his right hand.
"Woo woo woo ~ "
Sen Luo Wanxiang looked at Senju Makoto's reaction, and inexplicably thought of something, and his petite body rushed directly into Senju Makoto's forehead and slammed into it.
"Despicable and shameless master, don't think of anything rude!!"
"Bang!!"
There was a bang, and a wave of qi exploded on Senju Cheng's forehead, and Senju Cheng's whole person suddenly exploded to the rear, rolling on the grass for more than ten times before stopping.
Immediately, a sharp pain spread from Senju's forehead to the nerves.
"Ahh Pain and pain...... Bastards are all over the world, how can there be a qualified sword soul who can sneak attack directly without even saying hello?! ”
"It's clear that it's the master who is rude first, and this is the punishment that must be given!!" Senluo Wanxiang, who was standing on the forehead of Senju Makoto, said with a ruddy face.
"What did I do? Obviously, you washed me down for no reason and rolled more than ten laps of grass in a row......"
As he spoke, Senju Makoto's gaze was slightly glazed, and he looked at the forest standing on his forehead from the bottom up, and the greenery lingered.