In Soul Society, I just want to retire

"How did you get up here?" the monk couldn't help but ask.

Yamabuki Ditang laughed and patted the monk's shoulder: "You came up just like that! Don't look at me like that."

The monk's expression changed from confusion to happiness: "It's been a while since anyone has come to the Spirit King Palace. How about staying here for lunch today?"

"I'm a busy man. I'm busy with work every day, unlike you who have so much free time. This time I came to ask Wang Yue for help with something." Yamabuki Ditang took out two huge pieces of iron, which were the giant sword he had cut off last night.

"Can you help me fix this? Make it a weapon with the attributes of a Zanpakuto, and it would be better if you could increase the weight." Yamabuki Ditang patted Wang Yue's shoulder hard.

The corner of Sword God Ermeiwu Wang Yue's eye twitched slightly, "We haven't even charged you with trespassing into the Spirit King's Palace yet, and you still want me to help? And what is this thing? I'm a swordsmith, not a blacksmith. I can fix anything that's broken."

"How can you say this is junk? It's obviously a sword, okay? And it's a heavy double-edged sword. There should be a limit to your ignorance, but the shape of this sword is very strange. It's not an Eastern samurai sword, nor is it a Western product! Instead, it looks a bit like something in a comic book." Yamabuki Detang felt very strange from the beginning. The shape of this giant sword was more like the big sword carried by the male protagonist in "Berserk".

"You haven't told me how you got up here." Wang Yue was still struggling with this matter.

The Palace of the Spirit King is the most important place in the Three Realms, otherwise it would not be guarded by the strongest people. If anything happens to the Spirit King, the Third Realm will return to chaos.

They don't want to face that kind of scene.

At that time, I can only make this bastard in front of me into a Spirit King.

Wang Yue thought maliciously.

"I've recently researched some new and interesting technology, the space-time wormhole technology. I don't know if you can understand it, but it's very convenient. You can come and go as you please. Please help me repair this sword, and I'll treat you to a big meal when you go down again. It's a deal." Yamabuki Ditang opened the wormhole in front of the monk and the sword god and returned to his office.

Both Wang Yue and the monk looked a little strange.

Coming to the Lingwang Palace was like returning to their own backyard, which made them feel a little uneasy.

"What do you think about this matter? Ichibei from the Bingzhubu?" asked Wang Yue of Ermeiwu.

"The age of the God of Death is also progressing. I didn't expect that in just a few hundred years, they have advanced to this level." The monk said with a smile: "It's just a knife anyway. Let him fix it, so that he won't nag you every day."

Wang Yue of Ermeiwu sighed and said, "I am a famous swordsmith, why should I make such an exaggeratedly large sword?"

But there was nothing I could do. Since it was that kid who said that, I could only help him fix it reluctantly.

After Wang Yue of Ermeiwu left, the monk stared down and muttered to himself, "What on earth is a space-time wormhole?"

……

Yamabuki Ditang prepared breakfast for himself in the morning and placed it on his desk, but when he came back he found that his breakfast had been eaten by someone.

Who dares to eat in their own office?

When I turned around, I saw Huoying's cheeks were puffy and it seemed like there was a lot of food in her mouth.

"Didn't you have breakfast this morning?"

Huoying swallowed all the food in her mouth with a "slurp" sound, then kept shaking her head: "I didn't eat your breakfast."

I caught him in the act, yet he still tried to make excuses.

"This breakfast tastes good, better than the one in the cafeteria." A voice that sounded really annoying came from the side.

You don't even need to look to know who is speaking.

"Hirako! I think you should give your superiors the minimum respect. Get down from the table!" Yamabuki Ditang said gritting his teeth.

Mako Hirako sat on Yamabuki Detang's desk like a big boss.

"This is the document our captain gave you. He hopes to increase funding for the welfare home this year." As Pingzi spoke, he took out two red bean paste cakes from the drawer and ate them as if no one was around.

Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?

Chapter 51: Concentration

Although Yamabuki Ditang complained, he still took the document and took a good look at it. In recent years, Ohana Danjiro has been committed to adopting orphans, and the number of orphanages has increased greatly.

Of course, the Gotei 13 also benefited from this matter. Those children who were raised with good talents would become Shinigami, and those with poor talents would become members of the intelligence organization, greatly increasing the Gotei 13's vitality.

This is a strategic investment from a long-term perspective.

"Additional funding is not impossible. Anyway, let your captain come and talk to me about this matter... Why did you dig out my tea leaves again?" Yamabuki Ditong looked at Pingzi helplessly. This kid had a lawless personality and always acted disrespectful in front of him. Over time, Yamabuki Ditong got used to it.

"You actually have such good tea hidden here! You never let me drink it when I came here before!" Pingzi said in amazement, and then took away two bags of tea without hesitation.

Yamabuki Ditang took out a small notebook and wrote on it: "Hirako Mako stole two bags of tea today. We will settle the score together from now on."

There are plenty of opportunities to deal with you. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Ten years is enough. Just wait patiently.

After driving away Mako Hirako, Yamabuki Detang brought Kazakura to find Kamishiro River.

After last night's education, Huoying has become very well-behaved.

After seeing this scene, Kamishirokawa felt very upset. He didn't expect that his brainwashing ability was not as good as Yamabuki Detang.

"Kamiyo Kawa, you've found such a good disciple, why don't you thank me quickly? I spent a lot of effort to convince her last night." Yamabuki Ditang smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Then I really have to thank you very much!" Kamishirokawa forced a very stiff smile on his face, but when he turned to look at Huoying, he became very gentle: "Now I will teach you swordsmanship. After you learn it, beat up these bastards for me."

Huoying stared at Kamishiro Kawa with a vigilant look, then turned to look at Yamabuki Ditang.

Only after Yamabuki Ditang nodded did Huoying reluctantly believe this uncle who seemed unreliable.

"What method did you use to make this child so obedient? You didn't use mental or physical torture on her, did you? Your methods are notorious in the Gotei 13. It is rumored that you are the most terrible torturer in the world." Kamishirokawa said vigilantly.

"Stop talking nonsense, okay? The most terrifying torturer in the world is obviously Uncle Yan Yuanjinle. Have you seen his Eighteen Levels of Hell? After being tortured in hell, people are still alive when they come out, but I can't describe what they look like. Back then, there was a Quincy who broke into the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and the result was..." Yamabuki Detang sneered.

If he fell into my hands, he would just die. But if he fell into the hands of this uncle, even death would be a luxury.

Can you imagine being boiled in oil in hell and still being alive?

And with the blessing of Yan Yuan Jinle's Zanpakutō, the pain will increase greatly, which is simply a nightmare.

"Okay, let's take them both to practice swordplay together. I also want to see how terrifying the destructive power will be if she can train the giant sword to a fast speed." Yamabuki Ditang said.

"Two people? What nonsense are you talking about? The only disciple I want to accept is Huoying." said Kamishirokawa.

"And me!" Aizen appeared from somewhere and waved with a smile.

He almost forgot about this kid. The muscles on Kamishirokawa's face twitched slightly. He wanted to teach Aizen before because he couldn't find a suitable disciple, but now he already has his own successor...

"From the looks of it, you don't want to teach anymore? What I hate most is forcing people to do things against their will. Since you don't want to, Aizen, Kaoru, let's go?"

Huoying followed Yamabuki Ditang away very obediently.

"Wait! Wait! Who said I won't teach? Am I, Kamishirokawa, the kind of person who goes back on my word? Come with me!" Kamishirokawa looked helpless. He found himself being taken advantage of.

Yamabuki Ditang has already found a teaching place for him.

It's on a mountain not far away, let the three of them have fun there.

I still have things to do here.

Kamishirogawa brought Kano and Aizen to a bare hill.

"Since I'm here to teach you, I'll definitely teach you my true skills. Don't worry about me hiding anything. There's no way to hide this!" Kamishirokawa said calmly, "You all know that my best skill is the swift sword. Do you know how to use it to its full potential? Aizen, tell me."

"This speed shouldn't just refer to the speed of drawing the sword, but also one's own movement speed. I'm afraid it requires a very high level of instant step to accomplish this, right?" Aizen said.

"Well, that's partly true, but not entirely." Kamishirokawa reached out and gently tapped Aizen's chest. "The heart is the most important thing. Ultimately, the secret to swift swordsmanship is just one word: focus. When you focus all your energy, spirit, and attention on a single point, the power that erupts in that instant is bound to be astonishing. So now I'm going to train you on how to concentrate."

Does this require training? Aizen was a little curious, but then he thought, the word "concentration" sounds easy, but it is very difficult to actually do it.

The more you try to focus on something, the harder it is to concentrate.

Sometimes it's just the opposite. Sometimes the more you try not to think about something, the easier it is to focus all your attention on it.

"Now you need to practice your concentration. Sit cross-legged and think about only one thing. It doesn't matter what you think about, but you can only think about one thing." said Kamishirokawa.

Aizen and Huoying sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes gently, and felt the breeze blowing from the mountains.

"That's so strange. Can I really learn the quick sword by sitting like this?" Aizen seemed very curious.

"Snapped!"

Aizen suddenly felt a burning pain on his back.

Looking back, he saw Kamishirokawa holding a branch and staring at him coldly: "Are you distracted? Your breath is messed up now. Try again."

How did you know that you were distracted?

Aizen was slightly surprised and quickly collected his thoughts, concentrating on one thing. What was it?

Let’s review the poison knowledge we learned last night.

That bastard old man actually poured the original solution of torture drug into me. Thinking of what happened last night, Aizen felt a little creepy.

He had heard rumors about his teacher before. He heard that some Shinigami would rather commit suicide than fall into the hands of his teacher. At first, Aizen didn't understand, but after what happened last night, he understood.

Chapter 52: I want to challenge you

When people concentrate, time passes quickly. When Aizen opened his eyes again, it was already afternoon.

Before I knew it, I had been sitting here quietly for four hours.

His legs were a little numb, so Aizen stood up and moved his legs a little, and found that Huoying next to him was still in meditation.

I don't know what she was thinking about, but she had a smile on her face and saliva was flowing from her mouth.

No need to guess, he must be immersed in the fantasy of delicious food.

"Aizen." Kamishirokawa called out.

"Captain Kamishirokawa? Is there something wrong?" Aizen looked at Kamishirokawa curiously and found that his expression was very solemn.

"Your talent is greater than I imagined. Given time, your achievements will surely surpass mine." Kamishirokawa said with a sigh, "But I still hope to give you a few pointers as a senior."

Aizen acted very respectfully: "Please speak."

"With your talent, becoming a powerful Shinigami isn't difficult, but you've learned so much and so many different things. Swordsmanship, Kidō, Hakuba, Shunpo, healing, poison techniques—these are all involved. Of course, I'm not saying that learning so many things is bad, but a person's energy is limited. If you spread your experience evenly across all of these things, it will likely slow down your growth. Being too eclectic is a big no-no." Kamishiro Kawa said earnestly, "If you want to become a powerful Shinigami, it's better to specialize in one or two of these skills. That way, you'll achieve greater success."

"But... my teacher also learned a lot of things?" Aizen asked curiously.

Kamishirokawa was deeply melancholy. "There are people in this world called geniuses. Yamabuki Toto is a rare and extraordinary talent, rarely seen in Soul Society in millions of years. He is proficient in swordsmanship, Kidō, Hakuto, Shunpo, medicine, poison techniques, scientific research, government affairs, and strategic planning. Mastering just one of these skills would be enough for an ordinary Shinigami to benefit from for a lifetime, but he has mastered them all, and mastered them all to the highest level. At least in my experience, such a person has never appeared in Soul Society's million-year history, and I wonder if he will appear in the next million years. You can learn from him, but you can't learn everything from him. You should understand what I mean, right?"

Aizen didn't expect that Kamishirokawa would have such a high opinion of his teacher.

This further strengthened his determination to win over his teacher.

"Captain Kamishirokawa, I will pay attention." Aizen said.

Just as the two of them were talking, Huoying woke up.

"I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?" Huoying asked, covering her stomach with her hand.

"Hey! Let's go, I'll take you to the cafeteria." Kamishirokawa didn't have the money to take her to the restaurant again. If she ate the same amount as yesterday, she would not be able to keep her salary for this month.

The cafeteria is free anyway.

After the three of them came back from dinner, Kamishirokawa began to teach them fast sword.

In fact, the movements of the quick sword are very simple: draw the sword, swing the sword, and put it back into the sheath.

There are only three moves in total.

Aizen looked at these three sword techniques and gained some insights. Yamabuki Detang once told him that the great way should be simplified, and the truly powerful sword techniques do not necessarily have to be very strange.

The simpler, the more deadly.

Aizen couldn't understand all of the things Yamabuki Detang said before, but now as he slowly and deeply studies, Aizen gradually realizes how awesome his teacher is.

Drawing the sword and swinging it back into the sheath, the three actions are done in one go.

The next thing to do is to practice these three movements hard, and stop when they become natural.

Huoying was very dissatisfied with this kind of training because she did not have a suitable weapon. The ordinary Zanpakuto was too light in her hand, like nothing.

Of course, you can't practice swordsmanship without a good weapon.

In the end, Kamishirokawa had no choice but to get an iron pole from somewhere. It was as thick as an adult's wrist and could barely be used as a sword.

But for Huoying, this iron pillar was still too light.

"It seems that you have practiced this well?" Yamabuki Ditang appeared at the scene at some point, holding a huge sword in his hand.

"I asked the sword god Nimeiya Wangyue to repair this sword. Now this sword has the attributes of Zanpakuto. I wonder what it will look like after it is released." Yamabuki Ditang said.

When Huoying saw that her sword was repaired, she rushed over to pick it up and weighed it. She found that the sword had become heavier, but it was not much heavier. It originally weighed only two or three hundred pounds.

Her sword used to be a little light to use, but now this newly repaired giant sword is just the right weight.

And I don’t know what special materials the Sword God used.