Bleach: The Path to Transcendence

At the last moment when the barrier melted, Makoto Ito also lifted his Bankai.

It was not until the end of the battle that he had time to stop bleeding for his right shoulder and left leg, looking at the core of the Xia Dalu family who turned into a waste due to the collision of spiritual pressure in the previous battle.

After a moment, it seemed as if he was remembering something. Ito Makoto dragged the unconscious Kasumika Kasumi from the ruins behind him.

Under Ito Makoto's superb reply skills, Kasumiri quickly woke up slowly.

"Zhengjun..."

Opening his eyes in a daze, Kasumi Kasumi first glanced at Makoto Ito next to him, and then found that he could not sense the spiritual pressure of the three elders of the clan and his "mother".

A look of joy immediately appeared in the light purple pupils:

"You killed them all? You're so strong, Chengjun. I knew I was right..."

Xia Dalu Qianxue's delicate face added a bit of pathological whiteness due to excessive blood loss.

But the next moment, her expression immediately became dimmed:

"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't kill her with my own hands!"

In response to this, Makoto Ito stretched out his right hand and spoke lightly:

"Give it!"

The snow on the road of the clouds is a smile.

"Since you have killed her, you must have got the thing. You have to ask me what I want to do!"

After hearing this, Makoto Ito's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

After a while, Xia Dalu Qianxue sighed and spoke again:

"After such a big incident, the group of old antiques in Room 46 of the Central Committee will definitely not let you stay in Team 13 of the Guarding Court."

"But don't worry, because you have helped me so much, I have arranged a place for you, a place you absolutely satisfied with!"

As he spoke, Kasumi Kasumi even wanted to stretch out his palm and gently stroke Makoto Ito's face, but Makoto Ito's head turned away.

"Hey, what a powerful and charming man. I really want to marry you. It's a pity that I'm going to Wujian!"

"By the way, Chengjun, you must be careful about Tsunaya Yatoshitan. This person should not be close to you!"

After looking at the Kasumiya Kasumi who was lying beside her, she felt a little noisy.

"Xia Dalu is in charge, you have too many words!"

"I said don't call me the head of Xia Dalu, you can call me Qianxue directly!"

"Okay, Xia Dalu is in charge!"

......

Twenty minutes later, Makoto Ito and Asyuki Kasumika helped each other up and happened to meet the three people who were walking towards him, including Harumi Kyoraki, Akuya Kamikaki and Toshida Tsunaya.

The moment he saw the two, Jingle Chunshui's originally frown was stretched out instantly, and Xia Dalu Qianxue also nodded slightly at Jingle Chunshui.

"Three people come back a little slower, and I will almost walk to the Central Room 46!"

Makoto Ito complained helplessly.

......

Three days later, the Central Room 46 and the underground convention hall.

Ito Makoto stood outside the conference hall and looked at the closed door, dazed and dazed.

"It's coming again!"

In the conference hall, Asyuki Kasumi was standing in the center of the conference hall. At this moment, she had been deprived of her identity as the God of Death and appeared in court for trial in a pure white kimono.

As a dazzling white light shone in the center of the conference hall, Qianxue, who was shaking in the sky, couldn't open her eyes.

"The road of Xia Daxue is shallow snow. You indulge your clan members and create a forbidden weapon, tapir sword in private, and make a ill-gotten plan. You kill many nobles and illegally raise a great void. As the eleventh sage of the 46th chamber in the Central Committee, you not only do not want to benefit the soul world, Instead, he used his power to act against the enemy and acted against Jingling Court! Now he was punished with multiple crimes and deprived of his identity as the eleventh sage. The Xia Dalu family was demoted to an intermediate aristocrat. All tribe members were not allowed to participate in the election for the Central Committee forty-sixth within a thousand years. room."

"Xia Dalu Qianxue himself is imprisoned on the seventh floor of the Avici Hell, with a sentence of 800 years!"

After hearing the verdict, Qianxue looked up slightly and saw a majestic voice coming from the top floor of the conference hall, the screen with three words written on it came from behind.

Obviously, the top 11 sages of Xia Dalu Qianxue need to come, so in addition to those permanent personnel, there are also several of the top 10 sages present at this meeting. .

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Facing the third sage who gave him a judgment, Xia Dalu Qianxue laughed wildly.

"Bang!"

The third sage slapped the desktop violently.

"Suspects keep quiet!"

The next moment, the voice of the fifth sage came in another direction:

"The road to Xia Da is shallow and snow is despised by the 46th Central Committee, and the sentence is changed to one thousand years!"

However, Xia Dalu Qianxue didn't care about this, and continued to laugh with a hint of disdain:

"I saw... your dead appearance! The end of your slaughter in your tombs is a portrayal of your tomorrow! I felt disgusted when I sat with you, the old antiques, and today I finally felt that it was so good that I could only sit with you. You can scold you! It's so satisfying!"

Xia Dalu Qianxue's voice was deafening, as if she was not being tried in the chamber at this moment, but was performing on the stage. She actually talked alone against the wise men of the 46th Room of the Central Committee.

"Just because you are the worms who deserve to judge me?"

A look of disdain appeared on Xia Dalu Qianxue's delicate face, scanning the sages in the field.

“Bold…”

Outside the venue, Makoto Ito didn't know anything about what happened in Room 46 of the Central District.

After a while, the door of the underground convention hall slowly opened, and four servants covered in white robes were escorting Xia Dalu Qianxue, whose hands and feet had special spiritual locks, walked towards the direction of the Infinite Hell.

At this moment, the snow on the road in the sky was flying, as if it was a general who had just won triumphantly. The moment she saw Makoto Ito, she chuckled first and then actually threw a kiss to Makoto Ito.

"Mr. Cheng, see you in two thousand years!"

After hearing this, Makoto Ito's mouth twitched slightly.

He was about to say something when a servant in white robes walked out of the hall of the meeting.

"The deputy captain of the Fourth Team, Makoto Ito enters the palace!"

Ito Makoto followed the white-robed servant into the underground court hall.

At this moment, the top ten sages have left, and now some of the low-ranking permanent personnel on the court have sentenced Ito Makoto.

"Makoto Ito, deputy captain of the Fourth Franc, has made great contributions to assisting the leader of the Kuriki, the leader of the Tsunaya, and the leader of the Kyoto band. However, as a civilian, he committed the above-mentioned crimes against the superior nobles. Therefore, this is a merit and demerit. We agree, but because we concealed the truth about the deaths of many nobles in the hunting incident, we hereby make the following judgment!”

"Kaige Makoto Ito's deputy captain is expelled from the 13th Team of the Guarding Court and will never be hired!"

"ah?"

After hearing this, Makoto Ito was a little suspicious if there was something wrong with his ear. He never expected that the Central Room 46 would pronounce such a sentence.

"It really made Xia Dalu Qianxue hit it!"

Not to mention Aizen, Ito Makoto has the urge to kill these idiots with one knife...

When he thought that this group of people would be killed by Aizen in decades, he felt much better.

But these old stubborn people do know how to kill them!

"Or why should I find an opportunity to slaughter all the Central 46th Room?"

But then he thought about it, what he should master now has almost learned to kill the fist and walk away the ghost. Now he left the Thirteenth Team of the Guarding Court, and there was no loss for him. It may not even be a bad thing.