"Whoops~"

Time was frozen at the moment when Feng Shen Taiyi "disappeared", and the originally bare underground training suddenly turned into a vast wasteland. This was his blade Zen space:

I saw a towering mountain in the center of this wasteland, and on the top of the mountain stood a majestic golden palace, radiating endless rays of light under the orange sunshine——

"Hoo~"

A green whirlwind suddenly blew through the silent blade Zen space, and also blew over the head of the young emperor Xie who was sitting on the edge of the cliff in front of the palace——

His silver hair was fluttering in the wind, and the loose red robe on his body was also rustling in the strong wind, making a slight noise.

"What a mess! This guy..." Emperor Xie slowly raised his head and looked at the sudden appearance of a broken jade emitting a blue-black shimmer in the sky.

"Hmph! I have long said that he is too weak...so weak that he cannot even withstand one percent of the power of my king's god!!" Feng Mo, wearing a purple robe, came up behind Emperor Xie and sneered.

"No... don't be too harsh, Ah Jiu." Emperor Xie's two green eyes stared deeply at Bengyu floating in the sky, and whispered:

"With his current broken spirit body that was severely injured by Gai Yin's Tian Yu Yu Zhan, it is not easy to regain the power of the God of Death..."

"Tch...if you hadn't helped him last time, I would have taken over this body long ago! After all, you still have illusions about him defeating Gai Yin!"

Feng Mo snorted coldly, folded his arms in his arms, then glanced at the blue-black broken jade in the sky, and asked again: "You called me here at this time...don't you want me to help him again?"

Bar?"

"Exactly..." Emperor Xie nodded slightly, and then said in an inexplicable tone: "Because, I have felt that 'Gai Yin' is recovering his power——

If before that, Taichi still cannot master the power of the God, then the world created by God, the present world maintained by the Soul King with his life, Hueco Mundo, Soul Society and even Hell will cease to exist!!"

"Hmph... what does this have to do with me!" Feng Mo turned his head and said bitterly: "I only care about the right to use this body now - no one can damage it until it is occupied by me!

"

"Oh... that's it!" Emperor Xie smiled, then raised his right hand and pointed at the Bengyu in the sky and said: "But, if you don't destroy that thing now...

I’m afraid, the entire Blade Zen space will be slowly infected and changed by it - by that time, I won’t be able to recover even with the power of Kamikake!"

"Okay, I understand! In the final analysis... you still choose to stand on his side!"

Feng Mo replied impatiently, then jumped into the air, then pinched the blue-black broken jade and swallowed it into his stomach.

"No..." After seeing the wind demon swallowing the jade, Emperor Xie stretched out his hand to hold a golden star pendant on his chest, and then sighed softly: "I am just obeying... God's will, protecting

It’s just about Taiyi and this world!”

…

The time dates back to more than fifty years ago, a month of dark and windy, lonely late night, in the long-abandoned No. 38 dojo in the back garden of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, bursts of piercing sounds suddenly sounded——

"Hoo~"

"drink!"

Feng Shen Taiyi swung his sword over and over again, slashing hard at an imaginary enemy in front of him, then sheathed it, drew his sword, and slashed again——

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times!" With a low roar, the punch in Feng Shen Taiyi's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and then he collapsed on the ground, opening his mouth and gasping for air.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work...the movement is too slow!" Taiyi Feng Shen lay on his back on the floor, thinking to himself in his heart:

It’s easy to say it’s easy to draw a knife ten thousand times a day, but it’s really difficult to do it!!

Although as of today, it is already the third day that I have practiced "ten thousand times of drawing and slashing" in this abandoned dojo No. 38——

But every time I drew my sword and swung it for the thousandth time, my movements became slower and slower, my body became more and more uncoordinated, and my whole body felt as heavy as if it had been filled with lead water——

I simply can’t maintain the strength, speed and accuracy of my first strike! It seems... If this continues, I will barely be able to be a bench officer after graduation, let alone the “strongest captain”!

"Click"

Bean-sized beads of sweat slipped from both sides of Feng Shen Taiyi's cheeks, and fell to the floor drop by drop, making crisp sounds one after another.

"Otherwise, let's forget it..." Feng Shen Taiyi stared blankly at the mottled ceiling, and the thought of giving up suddenly came to his mind:

Really... Otherwise, forget it! Since I don't have the talent to be a genius like Toshiro, why do I need to practice so hard?

Moreover, I am at best an unknown "bystander". Isn't it good to just live an ignoble life like I did during the Soul Burial internship?

What does the safety of Soul Society matter to me? What does it matter to me whether Aizen rebels or not? What else does Bawent and the thousand-year bloody battle have to do with me?

Thinking of this, Fengshen Taiyi's two dark eyes became more and more scattered, and the thoughts in his mind began to become messy:

That’s right, why can’t I just be a peaceful outsider in “Bleach” and wait for the protagonist, Ichigo Kurosaki, to develop well??

"Wow"

Feng Shen Taiyi suddenly sat up from the floor, then stared at Qian Da on the side and murmured:

"Yeah... For a person like me who's heart is as high as the sky and his life is as thin as paper, why do I always think about changing the plot and putting myself in danger? Isn't it good to just be a god of death?!

So... just break your Zanpakutō and save yourself from daydreaming about 'becoming the strongest captain'! Then..."

Taichi Feng Shen raised his right hand to pick up the shallow knife, and then raised it high above his head. He also held the tip of the shallow knife tightly with his left hand, and then a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "That's it, Taichi Feng Shen!"

"boom!"

However, just when Feng Shen Taiyi was about to break the sword in his hand, a stone suddenly flew from outside the dojo and hit his blade heavily, making a deafening sound!

"What?!" Feng Shen Taiyi shuddered, and the shallow blow in his hand dropped to the ground. He suddenly turned back and looked in the direction of the flying stones——

"Oops... I've been discovered!" With a sweet cry, a female grim reaper with onion hair jumped out of the window in a panic, and then rushed into the thick night!

"That's -" Feng Shen Taiyi was slightly startled, looking at the disappearing figure, his eyes slowly regained their former glory, and he murmured:

Rukia? Would a majestic heroine... also notice a person like me who has no sense of existence? This is really something I didn't expect——

"But thank you very much! If I hadn't been hit by you just now, I'm afraid I would really be stuck in the corner and unable to get out!! Then -"
Chapter completed!