Zanpakutō Is Too Competitive, He Opened Bankai By Himself

"Remnants of Menos Grande Reiatsu?"

Urahara Kisuke nodded and explained:

"I know something about the seal of the Kuchiki Hibiki River.

"He was sealed in Karakura Town after all."

Hearing this, Moyu fell into deep thought.

According to the information provided by Urahara Kisuke.

The breaking of the Kuchiki Hibiki seal has a certain relationship with Menos Grande.

And this point is undoubtedly aimed at Aizen and the others.

He is the only one who can drive Menos Grande.

"But according to what you said, Kuchiki Hibiki is dead."

"It doesn't matter who broke the seal."

Urahara Kisuke said earnestly, "There is only one enemy from the beginning to the end."

Moyu understood what he meant.

In front of Aizen, everything else is nothing.

"Actually, what surprised me more was not these."

He cast his eyes on Nilu who was lying on Moyu's shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"With the personality of Captain Yamamoto, he would actually be given the status of an Arrancar-level Menos Grande Shinigami soldier."

"It's really surprising."

Moyu nodded and said:

"Initially, I couldn't quite figure this out."

"But the captain seemed to expect so much from me that he wanted to compensate me in some way.

"After all, there is Tsunayashiro Tokinada and Kurotsuchi Mayuri in front."

"what!"

Urahara Kisuke raised a finger, as if suddenly remembered something.

"Captain Yamamoto always has a very unique vision in certain things.

"Although there is a precedent for Kuchiki, but he still chooses to believe in you."EEE""

"I think it may have something to do with it."

Following the direction he was pointing at, Moyu cast his gaze into the glass again.

Black materialized Reiatsu with some unusual shape.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it may be a little creepy.

"Even if it is separated from the main body, it still has an extremely active nature.

Urahara Kisuke bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the glass.

"But it doesn't have the so-called wisdom, it's just an essential response to the outside world.

"The so-called activity is just a manifestation of its own over-strengthening."

"In short, your Reiatsu is, in essence, beyond the usual Shinigami Reiatsu."

From the lowered brim of his hat, Kuroyu could vaguely see Urahara Kisuke's deep gaze.

"Kuchiki Moyu, your life level has launched a new leap."

As research on Moyu Reiatsu progressed, Urahara Kisuke discovered a surprising fact.

Even without using Hōgyoku, it's still pushing the boundaries of Shinigami.

When Moyu first came into contact with Hōgyoku, Urahara Kisuke was very surprised by the state of Hōgyoku.

Not only did they not recognize the existence of Moyu, but they were extremely afraid of it.

In this regard, even if he studied his Reiatsu, he could not find the reason.

If you want to delve deeper into the root of the problem, unless you analyze and dissect it at the level of its soul.

But even if Urahara Kisuke has this idea.

There is also no ability to implement ideas.

"Well, there doesn't seem to be anything substantial.

Moyu stroked his chin.

"Sa, it's ready."

Urahara Kisuke said earnestly, "The jump in the level of life is only temporary."

"When you truly reach a higher level, you may be able to replace the existence of the Spirit King!"

Moyu's action was one of stagnation.

What the hell?!

Replacing the Soul King?!

Why can't I think about it, I want to replace that guy?!

"I'm not that interested."

Moyu shook his head and said, "Let's leave this matter to someone with more ambition."

He knew the Spirit King very well, and knew that the existence of the Spirit King was just a wedge to protect the world.

Even with the power of omniscience and omnipotence, there are still great limitations.

Not even as free as he is now.

"Let's not talk about it."

Urahara Kisuke rummaged through the instruments behind him, "The latest style of spiritual mask clothing.

"Without the assistance of Bakudō Bent Light, a certain degree of invisibility can be achieved."

Moyu took the black cloak and put it away for now.

Less useful, but better than nothing.

This trip in this world has always been rewarding.

As for the information obtained from Urahara Kisuke, it is not very useful.

Because, it starts from the cultivation on the physical level.

Moyu has already noticed the slight change in himself.

Although the progress is slow, the victory is firm.

Besides, he got other news.

Shiba Isshin opened a hospital in Karakura Town and successfully integrated into the life of human beings.

Moreover, he and Jiang Muyouxiang also stepped into the palace of marriage and the grave of love.

According to the latest information from Urahara Kisuke, their son has already been born.

"This guy, Isshin, the speed of his attack is a bit outrageous."

Moyu scoffed at this.

Shiba Kaien and the others, Tian Soul Society, take on the important task of revitalizing the Shiba family.

On the other hand, Shiba Isshin, the elder, is immersed in the ocean of love and cannot extricate himself.

It really doesn't look like an elder should have.

It was the voice of Shiba Isshin's child that made Moyu pay attention.

The wheel of fate rolls forward.

Everything has changed, but it seems like nothing has changed.

For this upcoming destiny, Moyu also needs to make some preparations.

If fate will follow its established trajectory, then some tragedies are bound to happen.

Interference will only cause a strong backlash.

However, if the protagonist in fate is replaced...

Moyu didn't stay in this world for too long, he decided to put his ideas into action.

After the repair, Seireitei seems to be back to normal again.

Everything is back on track.

In the tenth division team quarters.

Moyu frowned slightly and leaned over the desk, examining the paintings non-stop.

Nilu looked over curiously, and tilted her head to look at a line of writing on the paper.

Fate modification plan.

After some intense scribbling, Moyu looked at the content on it with great satisfaction, and nodded seriously.

"Although we don't have too many tricks, we still have information gaps. 27

"It couldn't be easier to do something or something."

Looking at this cheating plan, oh no, it is a fate modification plan, Moyu is more and more satisfied.

If this plan can be implemented smoothly, it will definitely bring a new surprise to the entire Soul Society, and even Hueco Mundo.

When I sense the faint Reiatsu fluctuations coming from outside the house.

Moyu burned the paper casually, turned it into ashes, and threw it into the trash can.

For now, it's still a secret.

"Brother, Captain!"

Rukia Kuchiki was holding a stack of documents in her arms, standing at the door with reddish cheeks, looking inside.

"come in."

Moyu beckoned him in.

"This is the financial revenue and expenditure of the Juban team during this period, and it needs your signature.

Rukia Kuchiki placed the documents on the table and looked at Moyu carefully.

It has been a while since she joined the Juban team.

Although there is no difference from ordinary team members, seeing Moyu's existence every day has made him very happy.

As for the other people in the same class, they still haven't gotten rid of their fate.

In other words, it was Aizen's arrangement.

Kira Iziru and others have all joined the Fifth Division.

However, Aizen soon realized that Abarai Renji might be a problem child.

In this regard, Moyu did not interfere too much.

Everything is fine as usual.

"Sa, don't be so cautious."

Moyu stretched out his palm, pressed it on Rukia's head, and rubbed it gently.

Well, the feel hasn't changed, it's as comfortable as ever.

Feeling the warmth from her hair, the rosiness on Rukia's cheeks spread straight to her earlobes.

Um, brother Moyu's temperature...

"Captain, Captain!"

The hurried voice broke the warm atmosphere between the two.

Matsumoto Rangiku rushed into the office in a hurry, and when he was about to complain, he saw Rukia whose expression was a bit strange.

"Little Rukia?!"

Her scrutinizing eyes patrolled between the two.

"No, Miss Rangiku, listen to my explanation!"

Before waiting for Matsumoto Rangiku to ask, Rukia has already lost his position.....

She waved her palm, looking extremely flustered.

She is indeed a stupid girl.

You didn't say anything, it's more outrageous than you said everything!

"Ha, I see"

How can Matsumoto Rangiku be fooled by this kind of little girl? As a big sister, what scene has she not seen?

She looked at Rukia with narrow eyes, and whispered in his ear:

"Tell Miss Rangiku, do you like our captain?"

The voice fell, and Rukia fell into a state of downtime immediately.

The flushed face heated up extremely rapidly, and even streaks of white smoke rose from his head.

"Oh, I, I'm not, I'm not!"

Rukia denied indiscriminately, her deep purple eyes were already in a state of confusion.

Matsumoto Rangiku, arms akimbo, looks thoughtfully at the self-confused Rukia.

Immediately, he cast his eyes on Moyu again.

"As expected."

"Rukia, you go back first.

Moyu couldn't stand it any longer.

If this continues, I'm afraid Rukia's head will be scalded by the high temperature.

He never thought that this stupid girl would show such a side.

Hearing this, Rukia used Shunpo directly to escape here as fast as possible if she was granted amnesty.

She didn't know why she was like this.

Maybe after being debunked by others, I can't face my brother normally?

Obviously just want to treat him as a brother......

Rukia bit her lower lip lightly, thinking for a while.

In the captain's office.

Facing Matsumoto Rangiku's narrow gaze, Moyu seemed much more natural.

With his face, he wouldn't take this matter to heart at all.

"Tell me, what's going on this time?"

Seeing this, Matsumoto Rangiku understood that teasing was completely useless to Moyu, so he went straight to the point.

"Captain, that Madarame Ikkaku guy has come once this month!"

"Aren't you really going to deal with it?"

Hearing this, Moyu's eyes brightened slightly, and said:

"Deal with it, why not deal with it?"

"He's my good brother!"

Looking at Moyu's expression, for some reason, Matsumoto Rangiku felt a tinge of condolence for Madarame Ikkaku inexplicably.

Hope people are ok.

"But press

According to your previous instructions, I have driven that guy back. "

Matsumoto Rangiku skillfully sat on the sofa in the room with a look of lovelessness.

"There are not many normal people in the eleventh team."

"Knowing that you must lose, you still come to challenge again and again.

"I really can't think about it!"

Moyu put down the file in his hand and said with a smile:

"If not, are they still in the 2.2-fan team?"

"Okay, I'll leave the business to you first."

"I'm going to the eleventh team!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"

Matsumoto Rangiku bounced off the sofa as if on a spring.

However, Moyu was no longer seen in the room.

"Damn it!!"

"It was used as a top bag again!"

Gritting his teeth, Matsumoto Rangiku pulled out a scented book from his arms, and wrote on it vigorously:

"From July 2nd to 11th, I was blamed by Kuchiki Moyu again, take revenge!"

Eleventh team team building.

The atmosphere in the team is in full swing, and Moyu feels that no matter how many times he comes, he will be infected by the atmosphere here.

The training of the soldiers here is far more passionate than that of other teams.

Just walking on the street, you can feel the blood like wolf smoke coming from it.

In the team building, reckless men full of tendons can be seen everywhere.

Shouts, yells, and the intertwining sound of gold and iron reverberated in the team building!

Moyu identified the direction of Madarame Ikkaku's Reiatsu and headed straight for it.

into the eyes.

On the martial arts competition stage.

Bloodline Madara's Madarame Ikkaku, holding Zanpakutō at this moment, is fighting more than a dozen soldiers.

Not only was he not at a disadvantage, but he was directly suppressed in terms of momentum.

"Don't relax, you bums!"

A grin appeared on his face, and Madarame Ikkaku stretched his arms, "Come on, keep fighting!"

"Show me where your limits are!".