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

After a while, Uzhi Hualie turned his eyes and asked. "Cheng, in this case, how about becoming my disciple?"

"what?!"

At this moment, Qian Shoucheng was really stunned.

Although Senshou Makoto secretly predicted several possible reactions based on Uno Hana Ritsu's character, he never expected that Uno Hana Ritsu would plan to accept him as a disciple.

After all, Qian Shoucheng is just an ordinary graduate, except for his good looks and temperament, there are hardly many bright spots.

Chapter 12 That cold and unruly look...

Even Makoto Senju's Hui Dao and medical skills, which are particularly prominent in the Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art, can only be regarded as a middle-to-lower level among the fourth team in charge of treatment.

And as the captain of the Fourth Division, Uno Hanaretsu is undoubtedly among the group of existences standing at the top of the soul world.

Even in the entire Goutei Thirteenth Division, Unohana Retsu is also the oldest shinigami besides the commander-in-chief Yamamoto Motoyasa Shigekuni.

What's more, in addition to returning to Dao and medical skills, Uzhi Hualiu also hides the terrifying strength of being the "first generation Kenpachi".

It can be said that for a graduate of the Shino Academy of Spiritual Arts, being accepted as a disciple by Captain Unohana is undoubtedly a good thing.

Once he became a disciple of Uozhihualie, he would not walk sideways in the entire Jingling Court, but at least it would not be easy for anyone to dare to hit the sap.

And Uzhi Hualie looked at Qian Shoucheng's dazed appearance, and asked with a light smile. "Why, don't you want to?"

Qian Shoucheng suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly responded. "No, of course not!"

Immediately, a bit of doubt flashed in Qian Shoucheng's heart, but he chose to hug his thigh without any hesitation.

"Qian Shoucheng, meet the teacher."

Uzhihualie looked at Qianshoucheng and saluted with a smile, and a little satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

In fact, Qian Shoucheng looked down upon himself a little too much.

Perhaps because of the memories of Makoto's previous life, Makoto's vision subconsciously put himself in the category of the entire soul world, thinking that his performance can only be regarded as quite satisfactory.

However, in fact, Unohana Ryuu originally planned to investigate Yune Toru, but unexpectedly discovered Makoto Senju, a Huidao genius who entered Maou Academy of Spiritual Art from Ruukon Street.

If it's just a so-called genius, it's not enough to attract the attention and attention of Uno Hanaari.

If the time is stretched to the extent of a thousand years, the number of geniuses born is not only as many as stars, but also comparable to the number of crucian carp crossing the river. However, as time flies, there are very few geniuses who can still sit firmly on the throne of captain.

It's just that Qian Shoucheng's genius is completely different. He is a genius above Taoism and medical skills, completely different from other geniuses who are mostly good at killing and fighting!

In just a few years at the Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art, he has almost mastered the Dao and medical skills that the entire Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art can teach, and the awakened Zanpakutō also belongs to the healing side.

So... Uzhihua Lie's heart was moved, and he had already started to pay attention to Senshou Makoto's performance long before Senshou Makoto graduated.

What made Uzhihualiu even more satisfied was that after face-to-face confirmation, Uzhihuaretsu could truly feel his love for Taoism and medical skills from Senshou Makoto's answer.

That's... almost enough.

As for the secrets hidden by Makoto Uozhi, Uzhi Hualiu can feel that Makoto has reservations, but judging from the height of Uzhi Huaretsu, it can only be regarded as a side issue.

more importantly……

Unohana looked at Makoto Senshou in front of him, a frenzied fighting intent flashed in his crescent-shaped eyes, and he murmured silently.

"In an era, there can only be one Kenpachi!"

"The fight with Saraki can be vaguely seen..."

"It really made me wait for a long time, I have been waiting for a thousand years..."

"But before that, at least let me pass on the Hui Dao and medical skills I have mastered, so as to train the next qualified captain for the fourth team!"

"The loss of life is inevitable, but at least someone has to make a move to keep it!"

Thinking of the end, Uzhi Hualiu closed his eyes slightly, and the gentle smile became a little twisted and crazy at some point, which made Makoto Senshou feel inexplicably cold.

Sensing Makoto's heart tensed up when he noticed the abnormality of Unohanaretsu.

???

What's with this smile?

After she became a teacher, she wouldn't plan to torture and humiliate me, right?

Unozhihuali, who usually acts so gentle and intellectual, wouldn't be too perverted in private, right?

Even though Unohana is an undoubted beauty, should I resist then?Or pretend to resist?

Qian Shoucheng hesitated for a moment, and tried to shout something in a low voice.

"Teacher Unohana?"

"Hmmmm~"

Suddenly being interrupted by someone, Unohana Ryu subconsciously let out a slightly dazed nasal voice.

The next moment, Uzhi Hualiu, who had reacted, quickly straightened his expression, and after a light cough, as if the embarrassing reaction just happened had nothing to do with her, he said calmly.

"Cheng, you've worked hard today, go down and rest first, let Vice Captain Yamada arrange a side room for you in this courtyard."

"Yes."

Makoto Senshou, who also needed to tidy up the situation, naturally retreated obediently.

Watching the retreating back of Senshou Makoto, Unozhi Huaretsu couldn't help showing a look of embarrassment on his face.

"However... Makoto, who doesn't like fighting, seems to be the best choice..."

"A person like me, no matter how he hides it, his inner instinct is just to use Taoism and medical skills as tools to kill more heartily..."

'Oh~'

At the end, a faint sigh sounded softly.

……

Senshou Makoto, who is also a little messed up at the moment, can't guess what Uno Hana Lie really thinks.

Makoto Senju frowned and retreated out of the room, only to find that Seinosuke Yamada was still waiting outside.

As for the appearance of Makoto Senju, Yamada Seinosuke's face was still cold, and the instinct of poisonous tongue was activated subconsciously.

"Is it over? Follow me back to the funeral home. I'm afraid Aoki Risa is impatient. Next, she will get used to the life in the funeral home and feel the difference between life and death. There will also be events from time to time. Sir, I took the time to teach you the way of recovery and medical skills."

However, to Yamada Kiyoyuki's surprise, the expected gloom did not appear on Makoto Senju's face. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up, looking sunny and gentle, and he spoke.

"No, Vice Captain Yamada, Mr. Unokana asked me to find a side room in the courtyard for the time being."

"Huh? Stay here? This is the captain's courtyard, where the team members live..."

Yamada Seinosuke's voice suddenly paused, and he turned to look at Makoto Senju with wide-eyed eyes, and his voice suddenly raised two tones. "Unohana... Teacher??"

A trace of helplessness appeared on Qian Shoucheng's slightly green face, and then he nodded slightly, as if he was still a little embarrassed about this matter.

At this moment, Yamada Seinosuke's cold face twitched a few times almost visible to the naked eye, and then suddenly turned around and slapped his cheeks a few times, but then a warm smile appeared on his face, and he asked in a gentle tone .

"Cheng-jun, please take care of me in the future."

Senju Makoto said hurriedly, as if he was not used to Yamada Seinosuke's reaction, and was a little frightened.

"Shan...Vice Captain Yamada, what's the matter with you? Even just now, you still looked so cold and unruly..."

Chapter 13 Soul of the Blade

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.

"Woooooo~ Master, 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.

"Woooooooooo~"

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?!"