People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

The interior of the Lingwang Palace.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and the military commander Ichibei sat opposite each other, and the entire empty hall fell into a dead silence that could hear a needle drop.

Yamamoto frowned tightly, facing an extremely difficult decision.

The great monk just watched quietly

“wrong!”

“this is not right.”

I don’t know how much time passed.

Yamamoto finally let out a long breath after thinking about it, and objected in a serious tone.

He calmly raised his head and looked directly at the military commander:”Even in the long history of Soul Society, , there has been resistance like ours before, and it was even more intense….But what does that mean?”

“Because someone has done this and failed, can we, as future generations, not do it?”

“What’s the point?”

“Since they failed, let me use their corpses and experience to create a better Soul Society.”

“If I wait it also fails…”

“Then, our corpses will surely pave the way forward for future generations.”

“As long as the aristocracy exists, resistance will never stop.”

Yamamoto’s voice was straight and straight, without any fluctuation.

But in his eyes, he could clearly see the countless people and things he had experienced, seen, and felt over the past thousands of years.

Just as he said That way.

He was just an ordinary dead person, not a nobleman born in the Seireitei.

In these thousands of years of long life, he had been an underfed wandering soul, and also served as a warrior in Runlin’an. He once worked as a businessman.

He once felt the power when he held the Zanpakutō for the first time, and he also had the arrogance of sitting in a well and watching the sky in his youth.

He has failed before, whether it was the powerful Shinigami of Seireitei or the invasion of corpses. Jijiba in the soul world.

His life has been full of ups and downs, and for thousands of years he has been deeply aware of the confinement, isolation and other negative effects of the nobility on this world.

Until now.

Until he was called On the day when he became the strongest Shinigami in the Soul Society for thousands of years, Yamamoto finally took hold of the sword and slashed at the souls entrenched at the top of the world. In fact, Nong set his goal and opened the Yuanzi School. It has been a full thousand years until now.

No one knew the struggle and wavering in his heart after he learned how huge the five nobles were.

No one knew that he had heard that there was something higher above the sky. The strong uneasiness deep in my heart when I reach the level of strong people.

Yamamoto Shigekuni.

Among the titles such as the founder of Genryu, the strongest person in Soul Society, the holder of the oldest and strongest heat-type Zanpakutō, etc. Besides.

He is just a bad old man who likes to drink tea and takes care of his beard in his spare time. Occasionally, he will deliberately let it go for hundreds of years to see how long it will grow.

He is not that special.

But…

As the ‘strongest god of death’ who was born among the drifting souls of this era, everyone has entrusted him with ‘things that only Yamamoto Shigekuni can do’’——Such expectations. This is something that only he can do in this era! At the same time, it is something that only the current Shigekuni Yamamoto can do! Time flies so fast. Yamamoto knew that he had reached the limit of death. He also knows very well that even if another thousand years pass, he may not make any progress, and may even become gray-haired, or even lose all his hair and beard. At the same time, physical strength will inevitably decline to the point of near weakness, just like the old age that all Shinigami will experience. As he once said to Makoto Fujimiya. There’s no time left. When that time comes, can I really still be able to shoulder the responsibilities of this era? Can he be cowardly? Can he avoid responsibility? Can he deceive himself? Can he, like others, take shelter behind others? Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni has asked himself this countless times. Until finally, he stood up calmly. The commander of the army, Ichibei, was still sitting quietly where he was. Looking at Yamamoto’s determined eyes, the great monk still asked as relaxedly as before:

“Does it have to be this way?”

“Even in the million-year history of Soul Society, there are not many powerful people like you.”

“If you want, I can make you one of the highest nobles in the name of the Spiritual Palace.”

“Your family, your descendants, your robes, all your legacy will be woven into a behemoth entrenched in the center of Soul Society and passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.”

“All this requires is your promise.”

The commander of the army, Ichibei, stared at his eyes.

But Genryusai sneered and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist.

“I don’t want to be an eagle or a dog, I just want perfection.”

The commander of the army raised his voice slightly and asked loudly:”Even if you stubbornly kill countless nobles, it will cause violent turmoil in the three realms, and result in even larger-scale deaths and shocks…….”

“It’s useless to talk!”

Yamamoto interrupted his voice decisively, turned around, and walked slowly towards the direction of Ouchi.

“Your will and mine are incompatible”

“Then, we can only use the sword to speak.”

“beat me”

“everything the strong say…All are correct.”

Despite what he said. However

, after experiencing the strength of the Ichibei of the Military Chief Division before, Yamamoto Genryusai’s eyes were already full of determination and death.

“Then you should have said it earlier!”

The great monk clapped his hands and stood up from the ground:”If I win, your life will be mine!”

“besides…Remember to be willing to admit defeat!”

Hearing what he said, Yamamoto stopped and looked back at him.

This bald middle-aged man with an ugly Tsukiyo haircut had eyes as sharp as an eagle and replied in a calm voice:

“my name is,”

“——Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni”

“Please remember this carefully, bald man.”……

During that battle, in the huge space that belonged to the Spirit King Palace alone, the sky was filled with fire and the red clouds were scorching the sun.

The extremely high temperature engulfed the entire palace block and the two palaces, causing the high-density spirit matter in the entire independent space to boil and roll like sea water.

The unlucky Nimaiya Wang Yue had no place to eat for three days because her palace was destroyed…….

At the same time, Seireitei.

Thin footsteps came from the direction outside the door. Three or five Genryu Shinigami each formed a team to hunt down and kill various nobles in the Seireitei. However, many nobles could also be seen forming sporadic teams. Fight back in the most primitive way on the streets.

Occasionally, you can see the light of ghosts and secret arts blooming from various blocks, which is obviously a higher-level Shinigami joining the battlefield.

However, the Genryu Shinigami, who were supposed to have an advantage in high-end combat power, somehow lacked many new troops.

In a few scattered battlefields, they were beaten back steadily. obviously.

The number of Genryu Shinigami who went to hunt down nobles was greatly reduced.

As for the missing Genryu Shinigami, they were all concentrated in the underground conference hall located in the center of the entire Seireitei.

Most of the missing wall still had no one to repair it. The teachers in pure white haori all stood on the spot, listening to the injured Takube and Fujimiya Makoto, who had just arrived, talk about the previous events.

After listening to what the two said, Yan Yuanjinle subconsciously adjusted the frame of the mirror and murmured in a low voice, seemingly in disbelief:

“one strike…”

“Just beat that guy Yuan Liu Zhai away?”

For everyone who has just experienced the battle of ‘Destruction of the Realm’ not long ago, this kind of statement sounds like a fantasy.

You know, that is Yuanliuzhai! Yan Yuan is not the only one who thinks so. Kinler.

Even Saito, who is usually the most inconspicuous, couldn’t help but frown his thin brows after hearing the scene described by Makoto Fujimiya, and muttered in a low voice:

“I still know the strength of that boy from Quebu.”

“If it’s a swastika, even that guy Genryusai might have to use some tricks to take it down.”

“Moreover, I haven’t felt Genryusai’s spiritual pressure yet.”

“Wasn’t he beaten to death?”

“After all, look at it! That boy from Tsunayashiro’s family is so strong just by using one Spirit King bone. If the Spirit King, some Spirit Prince, or the Grand Duke of Spirit were to end up in person, and insert ten or eight of his penises, Genryusai would be the same. Can’t live there?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyelids of all the teachers present were twitching, and they felt a chill in their backs.

Although this idea vaguely passed through everyone’s mind, no matter who they were, they felt that it was not possible. ?’ thought.

Only Saito said it without hesitation!

“Yuan Liuzhai is not that weak yet.”

In the end, it was Unohana Yaqianliu who stood up and said with the final word:”In addition, if the sky���If there are really so many peerless experts, Yuanzi School may not be where it is today.”

“ha?!”

Saito Immortal said dissatisfied loudly:”You have never been to the Soul King Palace, how do you know?”

“Yaqianliu, don’t think that just because Genryusai is dead, you can become the chief!”

“I am totally dissatisfied with you!”

“Saito obviously can’t beat Unohana, right?”The execution of Nobu Tsuna is not a big deal at all, but now this situation is still fanning the flames.

“She is only a little bit more powerful than Lao Shen! It’s far worse than Yuanliuzhai!”

“Even if you beat me to death, you won’t accept it!”

Saito-chan is quite confident.

Unohana Yachiru cast a dangerous look at her, but in the end she received a look of eagerness.

It wasn’t just them.

Except for Yan Yuan Jinlei who was still thinking calmly about the gains and losses, the others The teachers all looked careless and indifferent.

It has to be said that the top combat power of Genryu is indeed a group of ragtag people who were forcibly kneaded together by Yamamoto.

After Yamamoto was gone, there was an immediate tendency to abandon the group and disband..What good is it to be controlled by others every day?

It’s better to go back and be the first tyrant of Rukongai like before.

Makoto Fujimiya swept everyone’s looks quietly.

Until finally, he suddenly stood up and said without fear:”Masters of the normal school, don’t you still think that you have a choice?”

“……”

As soon as these almost provocative words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Yan Yuanjinle frowned and looked at him, while the remaining rough guys all sneered and dismissed him. Saito also felt that this kid suddenly seemed a little stupid today, while Maozhihua looked a little surprised and thoughtful.

Fujinomiya Makoto continued:”Regardless of what will happen if Genryusai-sama comes back alive, even if he is really dead, the palace envoy who is stronger than Genryusai-sama returns to Seireitei and sees the current scene. What do you think? What would a person do?”

Everyone present looked at him quietly.

Being targeted by a strong man who can easily kill Genryusai……

Just thinking about it gives you chills

“Makoto boy! Talking nonsense will lead to disaster.”

Nigu Caizang, who looked even older than Old Man Shan a thousand years later, spoke slowly, staring at him with eyes like snakes and scorpions.

But Makoto Fujimiya pushed back without fear:

“Now it’s a dead end if you say it, and it’s a dead end if you don’t say it, so why doesn’t it matter if I don’t open my mouth! ?”

Nigoku Saizo heard this abrupt reply and narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

Fujimiya Makoto still looked at him quietly.

In the end, Nigon Saizo still looked away.

The reason for doing this was not only because of Mao Nohana Yazenryu, a strong and defensive woman, was still present.

At the same time, it was also because Fujimiya Makoto’s status in Genji Juku was actually quite special.

In just two years, all the teachers saw with their own eyes a girl who was only seven years old. The boy with the upper and lower levels of spiritual power has grown step by step in the battle to the point where he is now close to the third level of spiritual power.

Not only that, but even the Zhan Fist Zungui has reached a considerable level.

This is a real genius.

He has become stronger. The speed is almost ridiculous.

Genryuzai even talked to him personally.

Judging from many training details, Yuanryuzhai intends to make him a candidate for the next president.

In addition, it is Mao A disciple of Zhihua.

The two strongest people in the entire Genryu, both have a debt of gratitude to him.

The backstage is as hard as granite.

In addition, Nigoku Caizang has also heard that this boy once There is a rumor that he defeated a Vastod with his own hands.

If there is no need, even the ‘big evil guys’ like them don’t actually want to stand against this kid.

Who knows how strong he will become in the near future?

“So what do you want to do?”

In the end, it was Yan Yuan Jinle who stood up and offered a step to Niko Saizo.

Fujinomiya Makoto looked cold and stern, and deliberately said alarmist:”Masters of the Normal School have been fighting with the nobles of the Seireitei for many years, and their hands have long been stained with each other’s blood – —If we change places with the Seireitei people, I think you all know better than me what they will do.”

Hearing this, many people present had serious expressions.

As mentioned before.

Among them, there are many Rukongai gangsters who are entrenched in one area. Naturally, they know that the nobles are all like What kind of virtue.

Therefore, there is no use running.

Seeing that they had finally listened to his words, Fujimiya Makoto continued:”Although we still don’t know what the relationship between the Spirit King Palace and the nobles is, since someone wants to protect them , which means that these nobles still have a necessity to exist for those in the sky.”

“Maybe it is used as a tool, maybe it is some ancient contract, or maybe the existence of these nobles is necessary….Or maybe Heaven is having some kind of negotiation with Lord Genryusai”

“Regardless of the outcome, it shows that these people are useful.”

Fujinomiya Makoto glanced at all the teachers present with a stern gaze, and his voice was as cold as ice:”In that case, let’s start with the big nobles, and kill the strong ones, big nobles, and those in important positions first. Light——Wait until you finish killing these people, and then take some of the younger bloodlines in your hands as hostages.”

“The speed should be as fast as possible”

“If Mr. Yuanliuzhai really dies, then people from heaven will come down….”

“The death of nobles has become the status quo, and dead people have no value! Moreover, someone will take control of the world for them next.”

“Is it us or the nobles?…Is there a difference?”

“If the guys in the sky still want to drive us all away, then use the hostages as shields first, and then run as far as they can.”

His proposal is quite simple, almost following the mold of the group of killers present.

In fact, apart from this simple method, Fujimiya Makoto doesn’t think these people can do anything more complicated. Things.

If their large group of embryo killers cannot be Lin Dengwan who changes the world, how can they not be Huang Chao?

Of course, Fujimiya Makoto just said this in front of these teachers who are about to disband.

Standing in front of the”later people” ‘From the perspective of foresight, Fujimiya Makoto is very clear.���In fact, Ichibei doesn’t care about the life and death of the nobles at all – what the monk needs is just the stability of the general environment of the three realms.

This time Old Man Shan ran to the Lingwang Palace with him, probably just to talk, and it was unlikely that it would lead to victory or defeat, or life and death.

If that were the case, there would be no need to establish the Gotei Thirteen Team.

Since there is no danger, of course Fujimiya Makoto will seize this opportunity and severely attack the power of the nobles.

At the very least, the Central Forty-sixth Room, which stood on top of the Gotei 13 and urinated and defecated wantonly, must not be allowed to stay anymore.

Makoto Fujimiya’s goal is quite clear.

The rest are more…He didn’t ask for anything more.

After hearing what he said, many people around looked at each other, subconsciously showing slightly subtle expressions, and their eyes flashed, grinning and nodding vigorously, in unusual agreement:

“Makes sense!”

“Kill them all first and then talk.”

The Gotei 13 of the first generation probably had this virtue. A true murderous group!