There is a plaque saying”Spring Hot Spring” hanging on the door of the hot spring hotel, surrounded by a simple wooden fence. Perhaps because of the reputation of Mr.”Thunder”, there are not many people nearby.

Fujimiya Makoto sat blankly on the bench on the side of the hot spring hotel, looking at the vast scenery of Rukongai in the distance.

At this time, he had already changed into a set of clothes.

It was a pitch-black Death Overlord outfit with a white lining inside, and a pair of brand new straw sandals under his feet – the rags and grass roots he wore before had been stained with blood in the battle, and he didn’t know where they were thrown. Where has it gone? 1.

The long black hair that was so tired that it was about to get lice had been washed clean in the spring water. At this time, it was simply tied into a short ponytail with grass roots and draped behind her back.

He looked at the blank space in front of him

——PI——

Name: Makoto Fujinomiya

Spiritual power: Sixth level, lower level (three to four seats)

Four skills:

Slashing: seventh level (13/100)

Fist: second level (29/100)

Ghost: first level (35/100)

Walking: Level 6 (20/100) [Limited Talent]

Zanpakutō: Unliberated

Talent Points: 1

Bond Trait: Swordsmanship Genius (Unohana Eight Thousand Ryu lv1)

Love Trait: None

Notes: Spiritual Power, Four Skills, Zanpakutō The upper limit of sword liberation and bond/love traits are all restricted by talent, which can be broken or modified through [Talent Points]

——END——

Makoto Fujimiya looked at the only talent point on the panel, and thought about what Kirinji had just said before leaving, that Yamamoto Shigekuni might summon him after a while, so he temporarily suppressed his thoughts and did not use it.

Feeling the actual increased amount of spiritual power in his body, and the countless sword skills in his mind after waking up, he didn’t know whether to be grateful or to curse for a moment.

At this time, sitting on the bench, thinking about the information I had just learned from the bathhouse worker, I sighed again.

“What time is this traveling through?”

“Got it.”

He knows this person of Kirin Temple.

Kirin Temple Tenshiro, one of the members of the Zero Division, the Eastern God General, known as the”Quan Tang Ghost”, and the manager of the”Kirin Hall” of the Zero Division.

However ,……

That is all information from a thousand years later!

Now he is just a doctor playing a game of corpse decomposition in the bathhouse.

Not only is this information invalid, but based on what Fujimiya Makoto inquired about, the current situation in Soul Society is completely different from the time he knew.

Shigekuni Yamamoto, the”Shizusai” who is known as”the most powerful person in the Soul Society in a thousand years”, has been running Yuanzi private school for nearly a thousand years. He has three thousand disciples and seventy-two sages.

The strong muscles on the back of this old thing can be gathered into a clear word”德” with a little tinkering.

The blade in his hand is like fire, which can always convince everyone.

If anyone doesn’t believe it, they’ve probably been completely burned by the residual fire sword.

Its power is so powerful that it can even make a certain old woman who is known as”the most evil person in the history of Soul Society” obediently submit to her after defeat, and accept her fate to become a swordsman in her Yuanzi private school.

It can be said that the benevolent is invincible.

However, if that’s all it is, to Soul Society, it’s just the same as having one more powerful person.

In the million-year history of Soul Society, it is not that such a strong person has never appeared before.

But the key is that this invincible old man refused to fight and started teaching instead!

It’s like this…Old Man Kong, who was supposed to hold up the city gate with his armor in hand, stopped fighting and started running a civilized school. Forget about running a school, it has been running for more than two thousand years.

Is this normal? He is not normal!

And forget about teaching, when recruiting students, this old man only recruits those bastards from Rukongai who have nothing to eat but can only survive on drinking water and fight to the death!

Who is a good person who dares to provoke such a thing?

Therefore, after hundreds of years of accumulation of fame, the Yuanji Juku where Yamamoto Shigekuni is located has naturally become a holy place of spiritual practice passed down by word of mouth in Rukongai, and is the only way for all dead people with spiritual power qualifications to become powerful Shinigami. , is the hope of all Rukongai.

Over time, the number of these mud-legged Shinigami who were carefully selected from the Rukongai of the 80 districts in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and the best of the best, has surpassed the Seireitei in recent years.

Not only that, even the average level of Shinigami at the lower level of Yuanzi School is much higher than that of the nobles in Seireitei.

The decay of Central Room 46 did not happen in a day or two. It was not until now that it was imminent that they were unusually slow to notice it….

Is this Yuanzi private school a little too strong? exterminate.

Must be destroyed!

As for whether it can be beaten?

Ah.

I, the Great Seireitei, am invincible in the world!

When the people in Central Room 46 gave orders, it was really elusive whether there were any brain cells in the mass on the top of their necks involved in the thinking process.

In short, since that order was issued, the war between the Seireite nobles and Yuanzi Juku has continued until now. 1

Today, as the chief culprit, old man Yamamoto has become the top figure on the Seireitei’s wanted list all year round. The bounty is as high as 1.5 billion rings, which is ten times higher than the second to tenth combined.

If you change the world view, then this is the proper Death King!

However, this content that happened before the plot seems very unfriendly to a time traveler like Fujimiya Makoto.

“I’ve never heard of this damn plot!!!”

“Kubo brings people! Give me my life and give me your life!”

Fujimiya Makoto is so angry now that he just wants to grab the ground with his head.

“Hey, Quora!”

“You weak guy, are you so scared by a woman?”

Just when he was so angry that he hit the wall, he saw Tian Shilang of Kirin Temple coming back from outside with a smile on his face, with the standard little gangster tongue in his mouth.

His little eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and he held a A stick joked:

“Wasn’t it because he was targeted by that woman from Yachiru?”

“ha”

“I’m going to die in eight stages anyway, so why not be happy now?”

“Do you know how to comfort people?”Fujimiya Makoto turned to look at him with a dark face. When he saw that face, he became even more angry.”Also, could you open your eyes before talking to me?”

Qilin Temple’s facial muscles stiffened, and his face suddenly turned red. He stared at those eyes, which were as big as date stones, and roared:

“I’ve opened my eyes as wide as possible!”

“ah?”Fujimiya Makoto looked at his face and was startled. Suddenly he couldn’t help showing a somewhat apologetic expression. His eyes wandered and he said with a guilty conscience,”I’m sorry….Well, I’m very sorry”

“What the hell!”Qilin Temple Tenshiro’s veins suddenly popped out and his facial features were distorted.

He suddenly understood a little bit.

There was no reason why the woman from Yachiru wanted to hack this guy to death.

“Teaching at Qilin Temple.”

Just when he started to roll up his sleeves, he heard a cold reminder from the door behind him:

“Master Yuan Liuzhai is still waiting for him.”2

As soon as he heard this voice, Kirin Temple Tenshiro remembered that there was something serious.

Fujimiya Makoto turned his head in the direction of the voice and saw a slender young man with silver hair and golden eyes, and a slicked-back hairstyle. Standing at the door.

He held the handle of the knife with his left hand, a short snow-white cloak on his shoulders, and looked at the two of them like a hawk.

Just standing there, it was like a sword that had just been unsheathed.

Tadashi Nagajiro.

The chief disciple of Yamamoto Shigekuni.

Even in today’s Yuanzi private school, he is one of the strongest. He has followed Yamamoto Shigekuni for thousands of years and is his most capable right-hand man.

“whispering sound”

“Brat, I’m looking for you!”

Tenshiro of Kirinji Temple spat, but after all he didn’t bother him and turned sideways to make way for him.

Chojiro Chojiro nodded slightly towards him and said calmly:

“Are you Makoto Fujimiya?”

“Lord Genryuzai wants to see you”

“Please come with me.”

Only this sentence was left, so cold that there was no unnecessary explanation. The whole person disappeared suddenly.

When he reappeared, he was already dozens of meters away.

Fujimiya Makoto’s pupils contracted rapidly.

This Yuanzi Juku’s Everyone is really fast.

However, just as he was taking steps to catch up, he heard Kirin Temple Tenshiro behind him tilt his head and remind him casually:

“Hello!”

“Old man Shan is not as good-tempered as me.”

Fujimiya Cheng smiled when he heard this and turned back to look at him:”Then you are quite a nice person.”

“You boy!”

Tenshiro of Kirinji Temple rushed forward and was about to strike with a sword behind him.

However, Fujimiya Makoto followed him instantly like he didn’t know what to expect. He suddenly dodged dozens of meters away, followed Quebu steadily, and disappeared into the distance.

“spit.”

Qilin Temple held the stick in his mouth, spat on the ground in a very poor manner, and said dissatisfied:

“This bastard boy”

“He deserves to be unlucky enough to be targeted by that crazy woman from Yachiru!”

“I don’t care about you if you die!!”


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