Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 36 Come a step later, the correct usage of slapping the toe to chase the bird

The first captain since the founding of the Shino Spiritual Art Institute, one of the most valued disciples of the Chief Captain Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni.

Although frail and sickly, she is extremely strong, and her popularity among the thirteenth team of the guarding court is also very good.

If it wasn't for physical reasons that he couldn't often appear in front of the world, Shishiro Ukitake might surpass Aizen and become the most popular captain.

Of course, this good side is only limited to treating your own people.

His life experience was rough, and he almost died of lung disease when he was young. Being able to become the captain is really hard.

It is not easy for Sufeng to comment too much on Shishiro Ukitake, but Lan Ran said that he is too lofty, which is in line with his personality.

Since he became the captain of the thirteenth division, his family has often used this title to compete for fame and fortune, and has gained a lot of voice among the lower-level nobles.

The Ukitake family was behind the collapse of the Longtang Temple family.

It can even be said to be one of the masterminds.

However, the dogs and dogs among the nobles have been entangled for thousands of years or even longer, so no one should say who is clean.

All equally filthy.

"The Ukitake family..." Matsumoto Rangiku thought thoughtfully, "Captain, are you worried about being interfered by Captain Ukitake?"

Nanao Ise supported the mirror frame, and said seriously: "Captain Ukitake, as one of the few existing captains with deep qualifications, is indeed worthy of attention."

"What's more, he is the disciple of the chief commander!"

Ise Nanao, who used to work in the Eighth Division, has a unique advantage in intelligence.

"Hey, that sick captain is actually the disciple of the chief captain!?"

Matsumoto Rangiku was particularly shocked, and slammed his hands on the table, causing violent tremors.

"This is common sense." Su Feng pressed his palm, signaling him to calm down, "In addition to Captain Fuzhu, so is the leader of the Beijing Band of the Eighth Division."

"Don't forget, the Academy of Spiritual Art was also founded by the chief captain, a real person with peaches and plums all over the world."

Having said that, Su Feng paused for a moment before continuing to explain:
"Actually, I'm not worried about Captain Ukitake."

"He is too noble, so he will definitely not interfere with this matter."

"It's mainly about the fact that the Fuzhu family has its own uniqueness."

Ukitake Shishiro was able to survive when he was young, in fact, it also has a certain relationship with his identity.

When he was judged hopeless by the doctor and gave up treatment, Shishiro Ukitake's parents sent him to the ancestral hall of the Mimihaki indigenous god.

And through a sacrificial ceremony, he dedicated his necrotic lungs to the indigenous god Mimihaki, thus saving his life.

Here comes the crux of the problem.

The ordinary people in Liuhun Street don't know any sacrificial rituals, even nobles, there are very few people who can master the power of sacrificial rituals.

In Sufeng's impression, the Ise family of the priest family was in charge of the sacrifice.

There are various indications that the Fuzhu family is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

"The team members are too weak."

Su Feng has his own considerations, "Let the three of us complete this task."

Madarame's hell training has only just begun, and it is difficult to be effective in a short period of time.

When it came to more difficult tasks, Su Feng felt that it was more convenient to do it by himself.

Matsumoto Rangiku and Ise Nanao are also capable, and they can be assistants.

"Get ready and set off immediately."

"Yes, Captain!"

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Dongliuhun Street, No.30 Ercai Snow District.

After sorting out the relevant information, under the guidance of Nanao Ise, the three of them went directly to the only residence of the remnants of the Longtang Temple family.

After passing through several streets, the dilapidated mansion appeared before his eyes.

Although they still have the name of aristocrats, the Longtangsi family no longer has the slightest sense of aristocrats.

Even the mansion where he lived has become dilapidated, even worse than the houses in Liuhun Street.

There is not even a guard at the door, which is extremely simple.

Su Feng didn't shy away from it, he went straight through the gate and stepped into the mansion.

Matsumoto Ranju and Ise Nanao looked at each other, and followed Sufeng closely.

Entering the eyes, it was a mess.

The scorched soil was turned over, and ravines criss-crossed, and huge potholes were scattered from time to time.

"It seems to be a step late."

Su Feng looked around, trying to find some clues.

Matsumoto Rangiku launched Shunpo and rushed into the mansion, looking for relevant clues.

Ise Nanao took two steps forward, crouched by the side of the ravine, catching the remnants of spirits in it with ghost way.

"Spirit activity is lower than average, the battle should have just ended."

Matsumoto Rangiku walked out of the house, shook his head, and said slowly: "There is no trace of fighting or searching in the house, and there is no residual spiritual pressure fluctuation."

Su Feng didn't mean to be in a hurry, as long as the Longtang Temple family was not wiped out, then there was still room for maneuver.

Besides, even if all of them were murdered.

As long as he brings the mastermind behind the scenes to justice, it should be regarded as completing an arrest mission, right?

"There are very few leads available."

Su Feng sighed, took a step forward, walked to Ise Nanao's side, squatted down, stretched out his right hand and pressed on the ravine.

"In this way, we can only break the situation with brute force."

"The heart of the south, the pupil of the north, the fingertips of the west, and the toes of the east, gather with the wind and disperse with the rain!"

On the palm of Sufeng's hand, a bright light of the ghost way bloomed, and the complicated ghost way spells emerged on the ravine on the ground.

After fully mastering this binding path, he can even skip the step of drawing ghost spells.

"Fixed Tao 58. Slap your toe and chase a sparrow!"

After the voice fell, a huge beam of light rose into the sky.

Su Feng's spiritual pressure spread out in an instant, like an invisible giant net, covering the entire snowy area, and it was constantly expanding in a further direction.

Ise Nanao on the side looked at Sufeng in shock, the scene in front of her was really beyond her understanding.

She also mastered No. 58 Bind Dao.

But it is far beyond his reach to release it as easily as Sufeng.

Not to mention the suffocating powerful Reiatsu.

Ise Nanao carefully recorded the frequency of Sufeng's spiritual pressure, optimizing her understanding of slapping the toe and chasing the bird.

After a while.

Su Feng stopped the release of Bindao and restrained the spiritual pressure.

"The position has been captured."

"Nie Bone District, 76 Liuhun Street."

He stood up, stepped out of the mansion, and urged him without looking back.

"Don't be dazed, hurry up and follow."

"I'm worried that if it's a while later in the evening, the Longtang Temple family will be completely removed from the Soul Realm."

Su Feng doesn't know much about Liuhun Street.

But Nigu District just knows a little bit.

Just like what he said before, the Ukitake family has certain peculiarities.

At the end of Dongliuhun Street, there is a legend of an indigenous god.

A thing that fell from the sky in ancient times, and a thing dedicated to the right arm of the King of Spirits.

Mimi Haki...

(End of this chapter)