Chapter 77 Obedient Children Get Candy

"When I closed my eyes, the whole world went dark."

"Soyousuke, you said..."

Ru Yueming tilted her neck back and made a sad sound from her throat:

"Is it possible that I am the light of this world?"

Aizen studied the recipe carefully: "..."

Ever since he told Akira Kisaragi that he had mastered the first solution a few days ago, this guy has been in a state of madness, babbling non-stop.

He now regrets telling the other party the news.

It's not that I don't trust Ru Yueming, it's just that to a certain extent, this guy is a little too annoying.

The other party didn't even ask about his initial interpretation ability.

Akira Kisaragi said that there was no hope in life. He thought that by working hard, he could surpass Aizen and become the only one standing on the top of the sky.

But who would have thought how long it has only been?

It had only been half a year since he was admitted to the hospital. Others were still working hard to inject soul essence and communicate spiritually, but Aizen came up with a backhand.

Take another look at yourself.

Very good, it seems that sword Zen is very difficult.

It's really quite a headache.

Kisaragi Akira wailed, holding his Zanpakutō in both hands, looking at it carefully, trying to discern any clues from it.

Unfortunately, when he once again tried the sword Zen taught by the Spiritual Arts Academy, he still could not complete spiritual communication with the Zanpakutō, let alone learn his true name.

"Soyousuke, do you really have no secrets about Haigae?"

Akira Kisaragi turned her head to the side, looked at Aizen who was attentive at the desk, and asked curiously.

"No."

Aizen responded lightly: "It's actually very simple. You just need to follow the teacher's instructions, first practice sword meditation, and then communicate. Finally, you can learn the true name. When the spiritual pressure reaches the standard, you can perform the initial interpretation."

"What, do you want to see it?"

At the end of the sentence, Aizen turned slightly, his brown eyes showed an indifferent expression, and he met Kisaragi Akira's eyes in time.

Ru Yueming took a breath of cold air, and then said with a smile:

"Still not working..."

"Haijie or something, but the secret of every Shinigami, not just me. If someone asks you about Hajime in the future, you'd better find an excuse to explain it away."

"Don't be like some people who foolishly tell their enemies about their abilities."

Aizen nodded and said nothing more.

"We can't slack off any longer."

Ru Yueming suddenly got up and left the dormitory.

Through the window, looking at the different figure who had let go, Aizen's eyes filled with contemplation.

Didn't anyone tell him that this guy is ridiculously strong now?

Judging from the spiritual pressure and the performance of the spirit body when engraving the ghost path pattern, if he encounters the original Black Kisa Daxu again, Ruyue Ming can compete with it head-on without even needing his assistance.

If you play it well, you can even counter-kill it at a certain cost.

To know.

Akira Kisaragi is now just a reincarnation of the Spiritual Arts Academy.

Aizen shook his head, focused again, and continued to read the previous cookbook carefully.

This is all-encompassing, involving many special techniques and analysis of body parts. To a certain extent, it is even more detailed than the Huidao textbook of the Spiritual Arts Institute.

This knowledge is very useful for Aizen now.

…………

After finding a quiet place, Ruyue Ming took out the altar table and incense candles with ease. First, he completed the daily sacrifices, asked about the current situation of Nigu District, and also didn't forget to talk to Ise Shizune on the phone.

The girl said that although the temple was not as popular as before, it was still pretty good, and she told her that she must study hard and pay attention to her health.

After chatting for a while, he hung up the communication. Akira Kisaragi once again placed the Zanpakutō on the altar table, using the method of sacrifice to communicate with the sword Zen.

The incense candles were lit, the bells rang, and the royal coins swayed.

After a moment of trance, Yueming's consciousness returned to a familiar environment again.

Because he had learned from the Thunder Beast before, he planned to do something big this time.

Since you can't understand it with reason and move it with emotion, then it's better to try the strength of your fist.

Three minutes later.

Ruyue Ming's consciousness returned to his body.

He froze in place and began to doubt his life.

They are both Zanpakutō, why is the gap so big?

Just now in the shrine in the Zanpakutō space, my fist was hard, but I couldn't find where the Zanpakutō was.

There is so much blood that cannot be spilled out.

"That's all."

Ruyue Ming sighed: "If this road doesn't work, then I won't think about it."

"Zanpakutō or something like that will only affect the speed of my punches."

…………

First team building, dojo.

The two figures sat opposite each other, staring at each other, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

"You said you want to learn my free kick?"

After a moment of silence, Yamamoto wondered, "Why do you have such an idea?"

"A student like you should focus on communicating with the Zanpakutō's mind."

Ruyue Ming: "..."

He wanted to, but the Zanpakutō wouldn't give him the chance.

Not to mention knowing the real name, I haven't even seen one yet.

After briefly explaining his situation, Kisaragi Akira waited for Yamamoto's answer.

Looking at the peaceful young man in front of him, Yamamoto frowned.

It's not because Akira Kisaragi's current performance is inconsistent with his perception, but it's about the issue of the Zanpakutō.

As everyone knows.

The shape, state, and abilities of the Zanpakutō are modeled after the soul of the Shinigami himself.

The process is nothing more than cumulative training, writing the essence of one's soul into "Shallow Attack", and creating one's own Zanpakutō.

Generally speaking, there are only three types of people who cannot free their Zanpakutō.

One of them is that the strength is not up to standard and cannot be recognized by the Zanpakutō.

The second is that there is the influence of some other force.

As for the third type, it is that the God of Death has insufficient self-understanding and cannot fully understand the power contained in the soul.

Judging from Ru Yueming's description, he is probably the third type.

I have no idea about my own situation.

Yamamoto nodded and muttered:

"Since this is your request, I will naturally agree."

"However, we cannot give up on the practice of sword Zen. Communicating with the Zanpakutō is a time-consuming task. Only through accumulation over time can we truly understand our nature and master its power."

Ru Yueming readily agreed.

"very good."

Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction. He always guided those obedient students with all his heart.

"In that case, let's get started."

With that said, under Kisaragi Akira's shocked eyes, Yamamoto took off the captain Haori and hung it on a hanger, then took off half of the Death Ba suit and tied it around his waist.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

Yamamoto turned around and explained: "Of course it's a sparring match. I don't know your specific level. How can you start teaching?"

Ruyue Ming: "???"

Thanks for the tip from the Taoist nun on Leifeng Pagoda.