The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The next moment.

A pure white cone-like palace is suspended in the sky among the vast sea of ​​clouds. Next to it stands two rows of huge white jade pillars. At its feet is a wide corridor, which is the only way to the Soul King's Palace -

—Omotesando!

The concentration of spirit particles in the air is extremely high, and it can create ripples with just a wave of your hand, making people feel as if they are at the bottom of the sea. Even a vice-captain-level Shinigami would be overwhelmed by the pressure here.

Fortunately, Lord was already familiar with such an environment, so he didn't feel the slightest discomfort. Moreover, this atmospheric environment full of spirit seeds could be said to be more beneficial to him.

Fighting in such an environment, with the atmospheric spirit at its disposal, the Quincy hardly has to worry about spiritual pressure and can completely squander it as he pleases.

If I use the words of a certain celebrity, it should be: I have never fought such a rich battle!

The right time and place were right for him. At this moment, Lord was a hundred times more confident and felt that his chances of winning had greatly increased, so he stepped forward and walked forward.

Along the two rows of huge white jade stone pillars, after walking through Omotesando, what comes into view is a semi-fan-shaped platform. You can vaguely see a pink coat, slowly fluttering with the breeze, and there are actually things scattered next to it.

petals, as well as a jug of wine and two jade plates.

That's outrageous...

Luo De resisted the desire to complain. He had long heard that Jingle Chunshui was coquettish, but he didn't expect that he was so coquettish. This posture did not look like he was here to fight, but rather like he was here to drink flower wine!

Coming closer, the man slowly raised his head.

A pair of ponytail-shaped brown slightly curly long hair, tied back casually with two petal hairpins inserted to hold it in place. He has a face that looks like that of an uncle in his forties, with a short stubble on his chin.

, it looks like it’s not shaved clean, and it looks like it’s decadent.

Although this uncle's appearance is between an uncle and an uncle in age, he is extremely coquettish in wearing a pink feather-woven jacket embroidered with roses and other flowers. The corners of his lips seem to be slightly raised, revealing

A lazy and frivolous arc.

At first glance, it gives people a very unreliable feeling, and if they look any different, they will probably be labeled in public as: 'weird man', or a pervert, pervert, etc., and then they will be labeled as such for the rest of their lives.

Social death.

I have to say...

It's really important to have a good skin.

At least when you smile at a girl, it will only make people feel like a deer is bumping into their hearts instead of making people feel like their hearts are being hit by a train.

"Oh oh oh oh~"

Jingle Chunshui pressed the coir rain hat with one hand, looked at Luo De in front of him with a smile, picked up a large jade plate, and said lightly: "Guests who have come from afar, no matter what your purpose is, why not sit down and accompany me first?"

How about a drink?"

Okay, this is very restorative.

Unexpectedly, the system even perfectly reproduced Kyōraku Shunsui’s ‘persuasion to drink’.

Kyoryaku Shunsui has a problem, that is, he likes to persuade others to drink, especially when the other party is an enemy, taking the opportunity to delay or make them drunk.

But to be fair, is there really any enemy so stupid as to be fooled by this guy?

"...I don't drink."

Lord's mouth twitched: "I'm in a hurry, so let's get straight to the point."

"...What a shame."

Jingraku Shunshui shook his head regretfully, picked up the jade plate and took a sip, smacking his lips and saying aftertaste: "Wine is a good thing, and your life has lost a lot of fun. You really don't want to give it a try?"

?I guarantee that you will never come back. After drinking it once, you will want to drink it a second time."

"No...I refuse."

Lord showed disdain in his eyes. He drank so much that he lingered over it. Is there something in your bottle of wine?

"What a pity..."

Jingraku Shunshui looked quite helpless, seeming to feel pity for Lord, and sighed: "I thought I would meet a close friend, but unexpectedly, I turned out to be a 'natural enemy'."

This was his third attempt to persuade him to drink, and there was no doubt that they all ended in failure.

"Since you don't want to drink..."

Jingraku Shunshui smiled, put down the jade plate in his hand, and said, "Let's get into the topic. Although I've never been direct, my style is to be more tactful."

Whoosh!

Before the last word of the word landed, a coir raincoat was thrown out at high speed, bringing with it a sharp and hissing wind. It appeared in front of Lord almost in the blink of an eye!

As if he had expected it, Lord calmly took half a step to the side, with his right hand always pressed on the handle of the sword, and with lightning speed, he drew the sword and slashed from bottom to top.

The hat was suddenly cut off in the middle. Kyōraku Shunsui held two Zanpakutos, one long and one short, in his hands, and slashed it down with extremely fierce momentum.

When——

The moment the blades intersected, a blazing fire burst out, blooming like dazzling fireworks. The two streams of spiritual pressure collided together, arousing a surge of spiritual power visible to the naked eye. The semi-fan-shaped round platform under the feet was shaken violently.

"Brother, your intuition is very sharp."

Jingraku Shunshui showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and exclaimed: "Not only can he see through the bait I throw in an instant, but he can even adjust his posture in time to make a beautiful counterattack when dodging."

"If it's a compliment, it's better to waive it..."

Lord held the knife in one hand and lifted it up. After shaking off Kyōraku Shunsui's long and short blades, he did not choose to pursue the victory. Instead, he said lightly: "The test is over here. The next step is the main event."

boom--

An almost substantial and powerful spiritual pressure, exuding an extremely deep pitch-black color, instantly covered the entire Omotesando. The extremely high concentration of spiritual energy in the air was stirred up like a tidal wave, and even the space was faintly distorted.

"Very powerful spiritual pressure..."

Feeling great pressure, Jingraku Shunsui finally put away the smile on his face. After taking off his disguise, he showed a serious look in his eyes: "I thought it was a sheep, but I didn't expect it to be a lion. This is terrible

What a lucky break!"

"Since you don't plan to swastika yet, let me start first." Lord didn't talk nonsense to him at all. He raised the dark blade and pointed at the vast sky above his head: "Swastika - Huang Huang Yanling left the palace!

!!”

Waves of thunder resounded through the sky.

Thick, ink-black clouds rolled in from the distance, turning the originally cloudless sky into a night of thunder and heavy rain!

The boundless violent thunder suddenly appeared in the clouds like a raging wave and tsunami, and then, under the guidance of Lord's blade, it gathered into a golden canopy, from which hung hundreds of thousands of golden bead curtains turned into thunder.

.

"What's the meaning of Chojiro's swastika?"

Jingraku Shunsui recognized the Thunder Canopy, smacked his mouth, and sighed: "It would be bad if I were hit by this move. It seems that if I don't take it seriously, I won't be able to survive."

Two Zanpakutos, one long and one short, were arranged in a cross-like shape. As the spring water of Kyoryu slowly pulled, they made a crisp friction sound.

"The flowers are turbulent in the wind, and the flower gods are singing."

"The wind in the sky is chaotic, and the devil is laughing - the crazy bones in the sky!"

The friction between the long and short blades suddenly turned into two large black knives, one large and one small. The radian of the blade was similar to a crescent moon, and there were two semicircular notches on the back. The end of the handle was tied with red silk.

Whoosh!

The pink floral robe and feather fabric suddenly floated up, among the scattered red petals.

When he looked closely, Kyōraku Shunsui was nowhere to be seen.

"Not good enough to be happy!"

A hoarse and lazy voice suddenly floated from the air above his head.

Lord looked up and saw two groups of wind blades spinning at high speed like tops, heading towards him!