I Bound Aizen

The preset triggered ghost path can be set on the body before the battle.

In case of being attacked by someone, you can save your life at a critical moment.

Looking at Yu Mikami, Aizen couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

I have been hiding my strength, which saves a lot of trouble and avoids most of the eyes.

The price is that various abilities and skills can only be researched by oneself, or sneaked into the library secretly to learn the knowledge written in books by the predecessors.

Now with Mikami Yu, the situation is instantly rewritten.

Yu Mikami can bring all kinds of technologies and abilities that he can't touch.

It can be said that the various knowledge brought by Mikami Yu time and time again has become the key to his current growth.

And the more this happened, the more he felt indebted to Yu Mikami.

Even if he is a friend, he will never take such a unilateral contribution for granted.

I must come up with research results as soon as possible.

As long as that experiment is successful, I can help Mikami Yuu directly to a new level.

At that time, it can be considered as a part of the favor.

Thinking of how grateful Mikami Yu would be, and praising and worshiping himself, Aizen raised the corners of his mouth.

In the afternoon class, there is only one class about various fictional culture classes.

The courses at Maou Lingju Academy do not have the same time every day.

Like today, after the two-hour cultural class, the rest is free time.

You can go back to your own home, or you can go to the dojo to practice by yourself.

Mikami Yu packed up his things: "Soyousuke, do you want to go to Ruukon Street?"

Lan Ran shook her head: "I'm going to the calligraphy classroom, next time."

"Calligraphy classroom?"

Yu Mikami was slightly taken aback, he had never heard of Mao having such a thing.

Lan Ran hummed: "It was just opened recently, and it belongs to the nature of an interest class."

While speaking, he picked up a bag and walked outside the classroom.

Mikami Yu thought for a while and followed.

Seeing Mikami following him, Aizen felt a little strange.

"What are you doing here?"

"Look at Japanese calligraphy."

"Are you interested in calligraphy?"

"Very uninterested."

Aizen looked puzzled.

Not interested, why come to join in the fun?

Although it was a bit strange, he didn't ask too much.

Not understanding Yu Mikami's thoughts was already a very common thing for him.

When the two came to the calligraphy classroom together, they saw that many people were already sitting in the room.

"Who is the teacher of the interest class?"

Mikami Yu asked curiously.

"Teacher Yamazaki from class three." Aizen took out a pen and paper from the bag, "The level is not high, but there are merits."

Hearing his comment, Mikami was amused.

This guy is quite crazy.

Just as he was about to say something, a figure walked in from the front door of the classroom.

Seeing the person walking in, Yu Mikami couldn't help but let out a hush.

Many students in the room subconsciously exclaimed.

Even Aizen showed a somewhat surprised expression.

It was not Mr. Yamazaki from Class 3 who walked into the room, but a young man with white hair and a ponytail.

"Captain Floating Bamboo?!"

"Captain Ukitake of Team Thirteen?!"

Under everyone's gaze, Fuzhu stepped onto the podium, smiled and nodded.

After some self-introduction, the students showed a clear expression.

The reason Ukitake came here was because he was the vice president of the Seireitei Calligraphy Association.

Hearing that Mao created a calligraphy interest class, he offered to come and give a class.

In this regard, the school is of course welcome with hands up.

After introducing himself, Ukitake saw Yu Mikami who was sitting at the back of the classroom, his eyes lit up.

He blinked at Yu Mikami, then looked away, and began to explain the basic knowledge of calligraphy to the students.

Listening to Ukitake's narration, Mikami Yu revealed somewhat complicated eyes.

Japanese calligraphy is different from kendo, and there are very few well-known schools.

The few reliable ones are basically promoted from monks.

The names are also full of traditional Japanese flavors.

Fuzhu took out a pen and paper, wrote a few characters on the spot, and demonstrated several fonts to the students.

When the talk was almost finished, Fuzhu asked the students to try to write.

He stepped off the podium, looking left and right all the way.

Sometimes he gave pointers, sometimes nodded, and sometimes his face became stiff.

When he got to Yu Mikami's side, he pulled up a chair with a smile and sat down.

"Good afternoon, Yuu, when I came here, I was wondering if I should invite you, but I didn't expect you to come already."

While talking, he suddenly saw Aizen who was writing next to him.

After staring at Aizen's words for a while, Ukitake showed a somewhat surprised expression.

He nodded lightly and said, "This classmate is really amazing. At such a young age, he already has his own 'God'."

"Many fans who have practiced calligraphy for many years can't reach this step."

Aizen didn't speak, and didn't stop writing until he finished what he wanted to write, and bowed down to thank Fuzhu.

Mikami Yuu leaned over to take a look.

Lan Ran wrote the three-line scarlet sentence, and because it was an ancient style, he couldn't understand it either.

After looking at it, he nodded and said, "Indeed, the writing is okay."

Hearing this, Aizen looked at him speechlessly.

"Do you know calligraphy?"

He couldn't be more clear about what Mikami Yu was.

In class, he never saw Yu Mikami using a writing brush, taking notes or something, all of them were self-made hard pens.

Don't talk about calligraphy, just the word Mikami Yuu, if you can recognize it after writing it, it's not bad.

The only advantage is that the writing is fast, really fast, ten times faster than other students.

As for Mikami Yu, when he heard this, he raised his head.

"Souyousuke, if you say that, brother can't pretend you didn't hear it."

Under Aizen's gaze, Mikami Yuu reached for his writing brush, twisted another piece of paper, and pressed it with a paperweight.

The moment Mikami Yu raised the pen, Aizen suddenly felt that the aura of this friend he was very familiar with seemed to have changed.

Yu Mikami looked at the paper in front of him and remained motionless for a few seconds.

Then, suddenly, the pen was written, and it was done in one go—

Yue Miao Dharma Lotus Flower

The secret treasury of the Buddhas!

Chapter 27 Seireitei is hopeless

Under Aizen's and Ukitake's surprised gazes, Mikami Yuu focused on nothing else, and wrote down his strokes steadily.

In a short time, dozens of characters, covering a whole page, were filled by him.

Mikami Yuu didn't stop writing until he finished writing the whole sheet of paper.

After reading what he wrote, he showed a dissatisfied expression.

"I haven't practiced for too long, I'm a bit regressed."

Aizen didn't pay attention to Mikami Yu's pretentious words.

At this moment, he was completely stunned.

Mikami Yu's words are all Chinese characters, not a single pseudonym.

He didn't quite understand the specific meaning of the article.

But he knew that Yu Mikami's writing surpassed all the calligraphers he had ever seen!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was killed. Such a good painting was actually written by Yu Mikami!

"Misami, are you Huaxia Calligraphy?"

Aizen couldn't help being curious.

Mikami Yuu gave him a strange look.

"Aren't you a calligraphy lover? You haven't seen the entry-level works of Yan Ti, and the Duobao Pagoda Stele?"

Aizen subconsciously looked at Fuzhu next to him.

However, the latter also looked bewildered.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Yu Mikami suddenly realized.

The world of death... Although the current world is very similar to the earth before he crossed, the two sides are actually not the same worldview.

The historical evolution process of this world, and the history he knows, may not be the same thing at all.

Wanting to understand this, Mikami Yu suddenly felt a little complicated.

Before time travel, he was asked to learn calligraphy by the elders of his family since he was a child.

Ou Liuyan Zhao, Su Huang Mi Cai... all kinds of copybooks, all kinds of exams, it's a childhood nightmare.

As a result, he suddenly knew that the world he lived in might not have these anymore, and he felt a little sad again.

Suddenly, Mikami Yu felt a hand on his shoulder lightly.

Looking up, I saw Fuzhu looking at him worriedly.

"Yu, are you okay?"

Mikami blinked.

Looking at his appearance, Lan Ran thought for a while and said, "You are far better than me in calligraphy."

Although he didn't know why Mikami Yu was suddenly depressed, but according to his understanding of Mikami Yu, blowing a wave always worked at such a time.