Grim Reaper: Studying Medicine Can't Save the World of Souls

Chapter 13

A moment later, under Makoto Senju's watch, Seinosuke Yamada left the courtyard with a slightly green face.

"Captain Unohana...I have followed you for hundreds of years..."

'Obviously I was the first to come to the fourth team, why... choose Qian Shoucheng, a kid who just graduated, as his disciple? '

At first, Seinosuke Yamada wasn't so angry, but thinking about that bastard Makoto Senju's seemingly innocent face, and his comforting words from time to time, Seinosuke Yamada inexplicably became more and more overwhelmed...

However, Seinosuke Yamada can at least confirm one thing, Makoto Senju is definitely not as gentle and harmless as he appears on the surface, but secretly a black-bellied brat!

And looking at the back of Yamada Seinosuke who seemed a little embarrassed, Makoto Senju did not forget to wave goodbye, with a gentle and reluctant look on his face.

Immediately, Makoto Senju tidied up the room, and put on the team badge and death-fighting outfit sent by Seinosuke Yamada.

Qian Shoucheng brewed a pot of tea for himself, sat in the corridor and sniffed the fragrance, looked up at the night sky in the Soul Realm, and thought about today's gains and losses.

Although there were some twists and turns, he joined the fourth team smoothly after all. In the future, as a member of the fourth team, he will have ample excuses to contact the wounded and look for opportunities to plant "Seeds of the Forest".

Moreover, to a certain extent, it is also far away from the battle between the gods of death, and avoids unnecessary secrets being exposed during the battle.

The only unexpected situation was that he was accepted as a disciple by Uno Hana Ritsu.

In this way, as a disciple of Uo no Hana Lie, it undoubtedly violated the low-key policy formulated in the past, and to a certain extent, it attracted the attention of the high-level officials of Jinglingting, and even Aizen Soyousuke, who had always been extremely jealous, would There is no certain reaction.

It's just that, under such circumstances, Senshou Makoto has no position to reject Uno Hana Lie with his own personality.

"However, that's good too. It may be safer to have the protection of Mr. Unohana, and you can further learn more esoteric wisdom and medical skills..."

Qian Shoucheng muttered silently, a different color flashed in his usually gentle and pure eyes.

One thing, Makoto Senshou did not deceive Uozhihualie, that is, Makoto Senshou did have great interest in Taoism and medical skills.

Different from the physical body in this world, the body formed by the soul after reaching the world of corpses and souls is very strange to Makoto Senshou.

Obviously, the most basic element of the soul in the corpse soul world is spirit particles, but this kind of body is actually flesh and blood in the true sense, and there are even special effects such as "lock knot", "soul sleep", "soul entanglement" and so on. Similar to the context node.

As for the essence of Huidao, it is a technique of filling the soul body with spirit seeds.

The medical skills in the world of corpses and souls are not the western medicine that Qian Shoucheng remembers, but are more similar to the concept of traditional Chinese medicine, using various herbs to prepare medicines, or stimulating the nodes of the soul and body to treat various diseases.

It has to be said that, compared with the brutality of the battle between the gods of death, Huidao and medical skills are the real art in the eyes of Makoto Senshou, a brand new and interesting art.

Thinking about it, Qian Shoucheng placed the Zanpakuto Senluo Wanxiang tied around his waist between his cross-legged legs, and slowly closed his eyes to enter the sword Zen state.

The next moment, as Qian Shoucheng's sight went dark, he suddenly appeared in an extremely bright world.

The blue sky as clear as a lake, the endless green grassland, only a small sapling that seems to have just been planted and a towering tree not far from Qianshoucheng.

Qian Shoucheng looked around, as if looking for something, and then shouted. "Don't hide, come out."

As soon as Qian Shoucheng's voice fell, the green grass at Qian Shoucheng's feet grew rapidly like vines, wrapped around his thighs, around his back, and finally stopped at Qian Shoucheng's shoulders.

In the next moment, the greenness flashed, and a small dot spat out from the top of the green grass and landed in front of Qian Shoucheng's eyes.

Small and exquisite body, wings like butterflies, fluffy white tender skin blocked by a few strands of green leaves, big round eyes staring at Makoto Senshou, with a bright and innocent smile on his face, just like in the legend The elf in the general.

"Tsk~"

However, every time Qianshoucheng saw this palm-sized Zanpakuto Daohun, he couldn't help turning his head away and making an unknown sound.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo what do you mean?"

Sen Luo Wan Xiang's small arms were folded on his hips, and when the wings moved, they flickered right in front of Qian Shoucheng's eyes, and asked with a pout.

"Ah~"

However, Qian Shoucheng let out a long sigh in response to everything.

Once upon a time, Makoto Senshou fantasized about possessing souls like "Sode Shirayuki", "Red Princess", and "Huatian Kuanggu".

In this way, during the day I hold the Zanpakuto, and at night I hold the Zanpakuto, so relying on each other is also a kind of warmth, so that I can feel reliable warmth in this cold world of corpses and souls.

However, it is clear that the Zanpakuto is based on the soul of the god of death itself, and the shape of the sword soul is also quite related to the reflection of the god of death's own thinking.

For example, Urahara Kisuke and Kyoraku Shunsui's Zanpakuto Soul "Red Princess" and "Huatian Kuanggu" are absolute beauties, while Kuchiki Rukia's Zanpakuto "Sode Shirayuki" is It is related to her desire to become a cold and majestic brother similar to her brother in the future.

How did it come to me? With my own nature, the soul of the sword has become a thing the size of a palm?
Could it be that this was a reflection of the Thumbelina who had been with him for half his life in the previous life?

Thinking of this, Qian Shoucheng glanced at his right hand subconsciously.

"woooooooo~"

Sen Luo Wan Xiang looked at Qian Shoucheng's reaction, and thought of something inexplicably, his petite body directly rushed towards Qian Shoucheng's forehead and slammed into it.

"Despicable and shameless master, don't think of anything impolite!!!"

"boom!!"

With a bang, a wave of air exploded on Qian Shoucheng's forehead, and Qian Shoucheng suddenly shot backwards, rolling on the grass for more than ten laps before stopping.

Immediately, a sharp pain spread from Qian Shoucheng's forehead to the nerves.

"Ah! Pain, pain... Bastards are all over the place, how can there be a qualified sword soul who will sneak attack without even saying hello?!"

"Obviously the master was the one who was rude first, this is the necessary punishment!!" Standing on Qian Shoucheng's forehead, Sen Luo Wan Xiang said with a rosy face.

"What rude thing did I do? It's clear that you knocked me down and rolled me on the grass a dozen times for no reason..."

As he spoke, Qian Shoucheng's gaze became a little dull, and he looked at the myriad phenomena standing on his forehead from bottom to top, surrounded by greenery.

(End of this chapter)