The Hill of Two Deaths is the highest place in the entire Jingling Court. There is a Spear of Two Deaths erected on it, which is used to inflict capital punishment on those who commit heinous crimes:

When the God of Death is found guilty by Chamber 46, he will be placed on the execution platform, and then the double spear of death will penetrate his body in the form of his true body, the King of Destruction——

Judging from the appearance, the King of Destruction takes the form of a huge golden phoenix. Each of its attacks is equivalent to the destructive power of a million Zanpakutō, which is enough to make the souls of sinners fly away!!

But in fact, due to the existence of hell in "The God of Death", such brutal executions are rarely used in the Serenity Court - after all, the Gods of Death have always prided themselves on "balance" rather than "destruction".

Therefore, for ordinary Shinigami, the Two Death Hill is a place that is kept at a respectful distance in the Soul Society. Normally, no one wants to get close to it!

However, in the eyes of some "daring" Shinigami, the lonely and uninhabited Shuangshu Hills happened to be their perfect secret training ground:

For example, Kisuke Naurahara, and Yoruichi Shihoin, they opened an open training ground under Sosuke no Oka, and practiced swastika in it one after another!

…

"call out"

There was only a slight sound of breaking through the air, and a "cross"-shaped black hole suddenly tore out in the space of the Shuangshu-no-Hill underground training ground, and then Feng Shen Taichi dragged the Zen God Body out of it.

"Snapped"

Feng Shenta thrust his divine body into the ground, then sat down on the smooth rock and looked around: he could see this huge underground training ground with no end in sight, as if it had hollowed out the entire Shuangsha Hill -

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The desolate, primitive atmosphere spread in this withered underground space, giving him a strong sense of oppression in his heart. He felt as if he couldn't breathe and felt like crying.

"It's better to learn swastika as soon as possible and leave this ghost place -" Taichi, the god of wind, sighed, looked at the swastika body in front of him and thought to himself: "In "Bleach", Urahara Kisuke spent 3 days practicing swastika, and

It only took Kurosaki Ichigo two and a half days——

Although my qualifications are not as perverted as the two of them, I am still a 'traveler' after all. In theory, it should only take 3 to 5 days!"

Thinking of this, Fugami Taichi raised his Zanpakuto Jiujiu and inserted it into the Tenshin Body, but what surprised him was that the Tenshin Body did not change at all.

"Eh? Could it be that the Tenshin Body is broken?" Fuugami Taichi scratched his head, and then pulled out his Zanpakutō and inserted it into the Tenshin Body. Suddenly, he saw a flash of white light, and the two Zanpakutō together with the Tenshin Body

Disappeared!

"What are you doing? Where's my sword?" Feng Shen Taiyi looked around and saw a silver-haired kid about 3 or 5 years old suddenly appearing on the empty training ground.

He looks like a porcelain doll, with slender arms and legs that make him look extremely thin, but he is wearing an extremely large red short robe that drags on the ground as if he is wearing a long skirt.

In addition, the silver-haired kid was holding a sharp Zanpakutō in his arms, but it was none other than the ninety-nine who had just disappeared. The flowing cloud-style hilt was leaning against his shoulder. At first glance, it looked like a sword.

A great swordsman who controls the wind!

"You...you are my Zanpakuto Ninety-nine?" Taichi asked with surprise on his face.

No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have imagined that after his Zanpakutō materialized, he would turn out to be a little shota with no hair on his head. He looked so weak that he could beat him and call him daddy with just one slap!

"Eh, eh, eh." The silver-haired kid didn't seem to be able to speak yet. He stared at Fengshen Taiyi with a pair of green pupils and shouted timidly.

"Your brother-in-law! Kneel down and sing Conquer!" When Taichi saw that his Zanpakutō was actually a child, he was overjoyed and rushed forward with a slap in the face!

"Snapped"

Fengshen Taiyi's palm as big as a cattail leaf fell heavily on the silver-haired kid's face, making a crisp sound.

"Er...Er...Er...", the silver-haired kid didn't seem to have thought that Feng Shen Taiyi would treat him like this. After being slapped, he was stunned for a moment, and then started to cry loudly.

Moreover, as the silver-haired kid's cries became louder and louder, Taiyi's spiritual pressure became stronger and stronger——

Moreover, he finally understood the last obscure point about the swastika interpretation at the moment when his crying reached its peak: the swastika interpretation...

"Bah, bah, bah..." Although the silver-haired kid continued to cry, it was obviously much lower than before, so Feng Shen Taiyi's spiritual pressure no longer continued to increase.

"It's so damn useless. How could I have a Zanpakutō like you?!" Fuugami Taichi "defeated" the Zanpakutō with just one slap, but he couldn't be happy at all -

After all, he originally thought that the Zanpakutō that he had longed for would be a heroic lady like Matsumoto Rangiku, or a cool and cool uncle like Zangetsu?!
Chapter completed!