Chapter 61 What Is a Genius? (Looking Back)

Division 13, Yugantang.

Jushiro Ukitake was lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed and his brows furrowed, as if he was suffering from a nightmare.

next moment.

He woke up suddenly, and the moment he sat upright, he coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out all his organs.

Not long after, a tall figure hurried in from the corridor and asked anxiously:

"Captain, Ukitake-sama, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ukitake Jushiro extending his hand.

At this moment, Ukitake was breathing heavily, his face was extremely pale, and soybean-like sweat continued to seep out until his inner clothes were completely wet.

After relaxing for a moment, Ukitake's brows knitted together tightly, and a low hoarse voice sounded in the empty room:

"Who is it...?"

"Abuse of Lord Mimihaki's power..."

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First team building, captain's office.

Yamamoto Shigekuni sat on his seat, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression calm as he listened to his subordinate's narrative.

"After detection by the acting captain of the Second Division, Nozomi Maeda, the men in black who died in Zenjoji Temple were all rebel forces."

"According to the remaining clues at the scene and the analysis of the collected confessions, in addition to the rebel forces, a completely unfamiliar presence appeared on the battlefield that day."

"Judging from the spiritual pressure alone, there may be more than deputy captain."

"Although on the surface, the other party is on our side, but..."

"We have to guard against an unknown vice-captain-level god of death."

Okiga Genshiro finished narrating all the contents, gave his own speculations and ideas, and finally handed over the decision-making power to Yamamoto Shigekuni.

He is only a third-person, and important decisions still need to be made by the captain.

"I see."

An old voice sounded in the room. Yamamoto's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the wrinkles on his face softened a little, giving people a sense of calmness and self-power.

"Leave that person's identity to the Second Division."

"It just so happens that the Sifengyuan family is eager to promote a new heir. Why not let her investigate."

"I actually called you to come, and..."

Before he finished speaking, a violent cough sounded at the door.

The two of them were startled, and looked at the direction where the sound came from. Ukitake Jutsuro, supported by Sentaro Kotsubaki, slowly walked into the butler's office.

"Teacher, Genshiro-senpai." Ukitake greeted the two of them with a pale face.

Okiga Genshiro nodded slightly.

Yamamoto frowned and asked doubtfully: "Did something happen? It's worth dragging your seriously ill body all the way."

"I had a dream."

"Dream?"

Yamamoto and Okiga Genshiro looked at each other, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

Ukitake Jushiro adjusted his breathing and said seriously:

"I can't remember the specific content."

"But for sure, the dream was sending me a message."

"Someone is abusing Lord Mimihaki's power!"

Hearing this, Yamamoto's frown deepened, almost connecting together.

Okiga Genshiro didn't say much, he just silently stepped aside and gave space to the master and apprentice.

There was silence in the room.

Yamamoto thought quietly, he was naturally aware of Mimi Haki's existence.

When he accepted Ukitake Jushiro as his disciple, the other party confided this secret to him.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Mimihaki is just a one-eyed alien god famous in the 76th District of Higashi Rukongai.

But both the master and the disciple knew very well that there was another legend about this indigenous god.

In ancient times, it descended from the sky to pay homage to the right arm of the Spirit King.

It was precisely because Ukitake Jushiro sacrificed his lungs to Mimihaji that he survived his serious illness and was given the ability to communicate with him.

"Is the situation serious?"

Yamamoto said solemnly, he knew very well that Mimihaji had a lot to do with it and could not tolerate any sloppiness.

Ukitake Jushiro looked hesitant and said hesitantly:

"I'm not too sure either."

"The dream just conveyed such a message to me. The specific impact may only be known after investigating Lord Mimihaki's ancestral hall."

Yamamoto pondered for a moment, and finally said seriously:

"I understand."

"The investigation of this matter will also be put on the agenda. Just take a good rest during this time."

Ukitake Jushiro nodded, respectfully stepped down, and left the first team.

Yamamoto looked at his retreating figure and fell into deep thought:

"Nikugu District, Mimihaki, and the Ancestral Hall."

"Is it related to the palace minister?"

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Spiritual Arts Academy.

Zhenyang men's bed.

Ruyue Ming returned to the familiar bed, leaned back and fell directly into it.

Although Uozhika Retsu's care and treatment are very meticulous, after all, the familiar place is the most kind.

After several days of treatment, he was officially discharged from the hospital and prepared for the upcoming final exam.

Because the previous sacrifice was not successful, Ruyue Ming has completely given up the idea of ​​passing the ceremony.

It is impossible to prepare for an exam.

Instead of memorizing these useless things, it is better to study [originality]

He became interested in this exclusive entry very early on. He had no free time in the past few days and kept procrastinating.

Now is the time to take advantage of this opportunity to re-explore the potential of this entry.

As for the engraving of ghost path patterns, in Aizen's words, it means that the spiritual manifestation stage is in a saturated state, and it takes a period of digestion before new ones can be imprinted.

But the practice of spiritual pressure is too much.

A certain amount of time every day is enough.

"About the nature of ghost paths."

Aizen explained seriously, "Actually, it can be summed up simply in one sentence."

"Arrange the spiritual pressure according to specific techniques to release stronger power or show different effects."

"And if you want to create your own ghost path, you need to have a certain understanding of the basic techniques."

"Handprints, mantras, and spiritual pressure arrangement."

"The combination of the three is a complete ghost path."

"like this."

Aizen raised his right hand, and brilliant sparks bloomed at his fingertips, outlining the appearance of lightning.

"This can barely be considered a self-made breakthrough."

"Judging from the destructive power alone, it's almost the same as No. 1 Breakthrough."

Ru Yueming's eyes flashed with a hint of suddenness and thoughtfulness.

He just skipped the theory class and has been following up on other classes. However, because of his great talent, Aizen began to teach himself the content of second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth resurrection very early.

In terms of theory alone, even the teachers from the Spiritual Arts Academy are far behind.

After his explanation, Ru Yueming gained a new understanding of the matter of creating his own ghost path.

"It seems that it is not as difficult as imagined."

He rubbed his chin, and an idea quickly came to his mind.

"The broken path I am most familiar with is Bai Lei."

Under Aizen's curious gaze, Ruyue Ming stretched out his left hand, and in his palm, the sizzling arc began to pulse continuously.

"And, red artillery."

Then, he raised his right hand again, and a blazing flame ignited, radiating high temperature outwards.

The next moment, Aizen seemed to have anticipated something. While his pupils shrank, he instantly constructed a spiritual pressure defense and a binding barrier in front of him.

Ru Yueming clasped his hands together, and two groups of broken paths filled with destructive power suddenly collided together.