People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

A group of four people walked through the atrium and came to an open space at the end of the entire Yuanzi School.

The surrounding environment is quiet and quiet, with bamboo forests everywhere.

Located in the middle, there is a large deep pool surrounded by rocks. There are faint fish swimming in it, and ripples appear on the water.

The bamboo deer that draws water hit the stone repeatedly, making a crisp sound of”dong dong”.

Fujimiya Makoto didn’t know what he was going to do after following him, so he looked at the bird in front of Chojiro with some doubts.

As if noticing his look, Quebu just shook his head at him, indicating not to talk too much.

Until Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stopped.

“That’s it.”

After hearing this, Takube and Okiya stood on both sides.

Yamamoto and Fujimiya Makoto stood face to face.

With just one glance, the extremely smart old man Shan saw through the doubts in Fujimiya Makoto’s heart, and said in a dull and calm voice:

“I’ve promised you before, right?”

“Accept you as a disciple and teach you sincerely”

“In exchange for your allegiance to Yuanzi School”

“If you want to regret it now, I can just pretend it never happened.”

Hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto’s heart beat suddenly.

His eyes were filled with excitement.

“No!”

“It’s my pleasure”

“Please give me your advice!”

How could anyone be so stupid as to regret such a good deed?

Since even Saito’s immortal teachings can quickly raise his ‘boxing skills’ to the fifth level, how powerful should old man Yamamoto’s personal guidance be?

He is I remember that in the original book, Old Man Shan defeated the fire-fighting prince who was at least captain-level (six to ten cars) with just a pair of fists.

This old man is strong in all aspects!

And now, it is Yamamoto Genryu The peak stage of all Saijugoku’s skills and strength

“Um.”

The old man who had already begun to show his excitement nodded slightly and glanced at Fujimiya Makoto’s seemingly thin body. Suddenly, a terrifying murderous intention burst out in his eyes that was so intense that it seemed to be suffocating. At the same time, he stretched out his hand towards Fujimiya Makoto.

Makoto grabbed Miyamoto’s shoulder.

Almost instinctively, without any thought, Fujimiya Makoto subconsciously took out his hand and gave it a light slap, then waved towards Yamamoto’s stretched out wrist.

“Ding!”

However, there was no surprise at all.

The knife was firmly held between two fingers by Yamamoto.

It remained motionless. It wasn’t until the tip of the knife was pinched by the opponent that Makoto Fujimiya realized what he had just done, and his whole body tensed up.

“…Lord Genryusai?”

“really.”

However, Old Man Shan had an unexpected expression.

He just looked at Fujimiya Makoto, but his eyes became more and more admiring.

“Sincerity”

“Like when you were training with Saito before, your ability to remember all her moves and techniques at a glance is all your talent.”

“Right? Only then did Fujinomiya

Makoto react, nodded awkwardly and said:

“yes”

“What an enviable talent.”Old man Shan nodded slightly, let go of his knife, and rubbed his fingertips behind his back in disgust, with a serious expression.

“In this case, I also know what to teach you.”

“Put the knife down first”

“yes.”

Fujimiya Makoto’s spirit became more and more focused.

“Do you know why in the training just now, Saito’s speed and strength were almost the same as yours? She even took the initiative to lower her strength in order to accommodate you, but you couldn’t even touch her at the beginning?”Yamamoto took a piece of handkerchief handed over by Takube, wiped his hands slowly, and pointed to the key point when he opened his mouth.

“because…The gap between experience and vision?”Fujimiya Cheng replied tentatively.

Teachers prefer disciples who can draw inferences from one example.

“part of the reason”

“But that’s not all.”

Old man Shan handed the handkerchief back, pointed at his head, and said in a calm voice:”The most important point is that Saito knows what he is doing.”

“And you don’t know.”

His eyes gradually became stern.

Even his voice became more solemn:”Cheng, you have an extremely amazing talent for learning. All the difficult skills of fighting and cutting are invisible to you.”

“But in contrast, your fighting consciousness is as confused and fragile as a baby”

“You give everything in the battle to your body”

“Just like that”

“The moment I aroused the murderous intention, your body took the first step and swung the knife at me. However, your consciousness clearly knew that I would not kill you, but you did not restrain this action.”

“For ordinary people, this strong instinct is a talent given by God.”

“But for you, it was too intense.”

For a moment, Fujimiya Makoto’s expression became serious and solemn, and he listened to every word of the old man in front of him.

It should be said that he is indeed a figure who stands at the top of Soul Society.

He is just a After watching the battle twice and a small test, I directly grasped the fragile foundation buried under Fujimiya Makoto’s seemingly strong strength.

If Mr. Shan hadn’t pointed it out at this time, Fujimiya Makoto would have realized it himself. How long will this take?

He didn’t know.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni’s voice became calmer, but his eyes looked directly into Fujimiya Makoto’s:

“Now your consciousness and your body are like two identical people”

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“Regardless of appearance, abilities, and strength, you are all exactly the same. So who should dominate the battle, and who will be the forced subordinate party?”

“What is the difference between these?”1

“Sincerity.”

The old man’s questions became more severe with each sentence.

Until the end, the voice like a bell almost pointed directly at Fujimiya Makoto’s true heart.

He forced him to squeeze out the deepest answer in his heart word by sentence.

Fujimiya Makoto followed From just now, I felt that something seemed to become more and more familiar the more I heard it, as if the impression hidden deep in my memory was gradually being unearthed, until Old Man Shan said the last sentence.

He almost blurted out:

“yes…It’s instinctive!!!”

“……”

Suddenly, Old Man Shan was stunned and looked at him quietly, as if he had not thought about it.

It’s not just him.

Even Quebu and Chongya behind him couldn’t help but look in astonishment.

The two of them were thinking along Mr. Yamamoto’s words just now, but they had no clue at all.

In other words, their instincts are not strong enough to break through the shackles of rationality at any time to deal with the enemy, so it is difficult to imagine Fujimiya Makoto’s current situation.

At this time, when he looked at Makoto Fujinomiya, naturally there was only the admiration and envy of a mediocre person looking at a monster. awesome! Chengjun!

Their eyes say so.

Yamamoto was also quiet for a long time, staring at him for a long time.

It wasn’t until the end that he nodded in recognition and said with a smile:”You are more talented than I thought.””

“very nice!”

Under the surprised gazes of several people, Fujimiya Makoto’s expression suddenly froze, and he was a little embarrassed. 1

But he couldn’t tell them that he had heard it before, right?

Fortunately, Old Man Shan’s admonishment was not finished yet:

“Yes, it’s instinct”

“Reason controls the body’s impulses through instinct, rather than reason being controlled by the body”

“That’s what you need to do now.”

Fujimiya Makoto swallowed unnaturally after listening to Old Man Shan’s words and looked a little nervous.

In fact, he couldn’t help but not be nervous.

You know, in the original work, in order to control his instincts, Ichigo had to use his own hands in the sea of consciousness Shiro Ichigo pouts.

What about him?

He wants to pout his own system too?

“Mr. Yamamoto”

“That…the way is?”

Old man Shan smiled mysteriously.

He took out two pairs of white stone handcuffs from somewhere and handed them to him.

Behind him, Quebu and Chongya had expressions on their faces when they saw these handcuffs. These were all sudden changes, and Qiaobe even subconsciously wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but was blocked by Oi Ya.

Just noticing this detail made Fujimiya Makoto immediately raise alarm bells in his heart.

This old man will not do it again. Are you holding back something bad?!

“Um”

“From now on, you will train with these handcuffs”

“until……”

As Old Man Shan spoke, he pointed behind him.

I don’t know what kind of ghost method was used, but I saw a huge stone that was ten meters long, wide and high, completely covering the figures of several people. The material looked exactly like this pair of handcuffs, standing abruptly on the spot.

“Break this stone into pieces with your bare hands!”

“At that moment, even if you barely pass.”

Fujimiya Makoto swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple imprinting a clear outline under his skin.

Just getting close to this boulder, he already felt a strong sense of crisis.

All the spirits in his body seemed to be blown by the wind. Like dandelion seeds blown away, it flew away like crazy, as if the stone in front of him was the natural enemy of the spirit son.

He was even sure that if it was an ordinary ‘Zheng’, or a weaker Shinigami, it would probably only If you need to stay next to this stone for a while, your spirit body will probably start to collapse.

“Mr. Yamamoto”

“Excuse me, this kind of stone is…？”

Old Man Shan put the white handcuffs into his hands without any explanation. His movements were very forceful, but his old face always had an experienced old man’s smile, and he said kindly:

“Actually it’s not a big deal”

“They are just a few murderous stones that I casually removed from the wall of Seireitei.”

“The so-called murderous stone is just a rare ore that can suppress spiritual energy and spiritual pressure. There is nothing scary about it.”

Hearing this, Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes widened in astonishment.

You old guy!

Don’t talk about things that may kill people so lightly!

The God of Death itself is made of souls, right?

What if you wear this thing ? , doesn’t that mean that my whole body collapsed in a sustainable manner?!

Old man Shan was still tempting:”Think about it, as long as your body can’t use even a little bit of spirit energy and suppresses the body’s instinctive impulse to the extreme, your body will Women will definitely be able to fully control themselves”

“Right?”

“……”

“Ah, yes.”

When he said this, the smile on Fujimiya Makoto’s face was uglier than crying.

Damn it!

This kind of teaching is not what I want!……

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