Bleach: Studying medicine cannot save Soul Society

After a while, under the watch of Makoto Senju, Yamada Seinosuke left the courtyard with a slightly green face.

'Captain Unohana...I have been following you for hundreds of years...'

'Obviously I was the one who arrived at Division 4 first, why... did I choose Senju Makoto, a kid who just graduated, as my disciple?'

Originally, Yamada Seinosuke wasn't so angry, but thinking about that bastard Senju Makoto's seemingly innocent and innocent face, and the words that comforted him from time to time, Yamada Seinosuke inexplicably became more and more confused...

However, Yamada Seinosuke can at least confirm one thing. Senju Makoto is definitely not as gentle and harmless as he appears on the surface, but secretly he is a very sinister kid!

While looking at Yamada Seinosuke's seemingly embarrassed back, Senju Makoto did not forget to wave goodbye, with a gentle and reluctant look on his face.

Immediately, Senju Makoto tidied up the room and put on the team emblem, Death Domination uniform, etc. that Yamada Seinosuke had sent over.

Senju Makoto made himself a pot of tea, sat on the corridor and smelled the fragrance, looked up at the night sky in Soul Society, and thought about today's gains and losses.

Despite some twists and turns, he finally successfully joined the Fourth Division. As a member of the Fourth Division, he will have ample excuses to contact the injured and look for opportunities to plant "seeds of the forest".

Moreover, to a certain extent, it is also far away from the battle between the gods of death, and avoids unnecessary exposure of secrets during the battle.

The only unexpected situation was that he was accepted as a disciple by Mao Zhihua Lie.

In this way, as a disciple of Unohana Retsu, he undoubtedly violated the low-key policy established in the past, and to a certain extent attracted the attention of the senior leaders of Seireitei. Even Aizen Sosuke, who had always been extremely fearful, would

No response is guaranteed.

However, in that situation, Senju Makoto had no position to reject Uno Hana Retsu based on his character.

'But that's okay. With the protection of Teacher Uozhihua, it might be safer, and you can also learn more profound ways of healing and medical skills...'

Senju Cheng murmured silently, a different color flashed through his usually gentle and innocent eyes.

One thing is that Senju Makoto did not deceive Unohana Retsu, that is, Senju Makoto did have a great interest in Hui Dao and medical skills.

Unlike the physical body in this world, the body formed by the soul after arriving in Soul Society is extremely strange to Senju Makoto.

Obviously the most basic element of souls in Soul Society is spirit, but such a body is truly flesh and blood, and there are even special features such as "knot", "soul sleep", "soul entanglement", etc.

Similar to context nodes.

As for the essence of returning to the path, it is a soul body and soul filling technology.

The medical skills in Soul Society are not the Western medicine that Senju Makoto remembers, but are more similar to the concept of traditional Chinese medicine, which uses various herbs to prepare medicines or stimulate the soul and body vein nodes to treat various diseases.

It has to be said that compared to the rough and rude battle between the gods of death, Senju Makoto considers the art of return and medicine to be real art, a new and interesting art.

After thinking about it, Senju Makoto placed the Zanpakutō Senra Wanxiang tied around his waist between his cross-legged legs, and slowly closed his eyes and entered the sword Zen state.

The next moment, Senju Makoto's vision went dark, and he suddenly appeared in an extremely bright world.

The blue sky is as clear as a lake, and the endless green grassland stretches as far as the eye can see. Only a small sapling and a towering tree not far from Qianjucheng appear to have just been planted.

Qianju Cheng looked around, as if he was looking for something, and then shouted, "Stop hiding, come out."

As soon as Senju Makoto finished speaking, the green grass at Senju Makoto's feet was growing like a vine, wrapping around his thighs, wrapping around his back, and finally stopped at Senju Makoto's shoulders.

The next moment, greenery flashed, and a small dot spit out from the top of the green grass and landed in front of Senju Makoto's eyes.

With a small and exquisite body, wings like butterflies, soft and white skin that can be easily broken by a few strands of green leaves, her big round eyes are staring at Senju Makoto, with a bright and innocent smile on her face, just like the legend.

The elf in it is average.

"Tsk~"

However, every time Senju Makoto saw this palm-sized Zanpakutō Soul, he couldn't help but turn his head away and make an unexplained sound.

"Woooooo~ Master, what do you mean?"

Senluo Wanxiang put his little arms on his waist, and when his wings moved, he flashed right in front of Qianju Cheng's eyes, and asked with a pouted mouth.

"Alas~"

However, what responded to Senluo Wanxiang was a long sigh from Senju Makoto.

Once upon a time, Senju Makoto had always dreamed of possessing Zanpakutō souls like "Sode Shirayuki", "Benihime", and "Hanaten Kuangko".

In this way, I hold the Zanpakutō during the day, and the Zanpakutō holds my own at night. It is also a kind of warmth to rely on each other so that I can feel the reliable warmth in this cold Soul Society.

However, it is obvious that the Zanpakutō is modeled after the soul of the God of Death, and the shape of the sword soul is also closely related to the reflection of the God of Death's own thoughts.

For example, the Zanpakutō souls of wretched uncles like Urahara Kisuke and Kyōraku Shunsui "Benihime" and "Hanaten Kuangone" are both absolute beauties. Rukia Kuchiki's Zanpakutō "Sode Shirayuki" is

It is related to her desire to become similar to her brother's cold and majestic desire in the future.

How come you are here, with your own nature, the sword soul has become a palm-sized thing?

Could it be that this is a reflection of Thumbelina, who was with him for half his life in his previous life?

Thinking of this, Senju Makoto glanced at his right hand subconsciously.

"Woooooooo~"

Seeing Senju Makoto's reaction, Sen Luo Wanxiang thought of something inexplicably, and his petite body rushed directly towards Senju Makoto's forehead.

"Despicable and shameless master, don't think of any disrespectful things!!!"

"boom!!"

There was an explosion, and a circle of air blasted out on Senju Makoto's forehead. Senju Makoto suddenly shot backwards, rolling on the grass for more than ten times before he stopped.

Immediately, a sharp pain spread from Senju Makoto's forehead to his nerves.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts...bastard Senluo Wanxiang, how can any qualified sword soul sneak attack without even saying hello?!"

"Obviously it was the master who was rude first, so this is the necessary punishment!!" Senluo Wanxiang, standing on Qianju Cheng's forehead, said with a rosy face.

"What rude thing did I do? It was obviously you who knocked me down for no reason and made me roll around the grass ten times..."

As he spoke, Senju Makoto's eyes became slightly glazed over, and he looked from bottom to top at the myriad things standing on his forehead, surrounded by greenery.