Runlin An street.
Yan Si stood there and closed his eyes slightly.
Spirit Network stretched out from his body, invisible tentacles extending in all directions, passing through the streets and houses, and passing through the people standing on the roadside.
The residents of Rukongai have some Reiatsu in them, most of them are just very weak points of light, flickering in Spirit Network's perception. The Reiatsu of these people cannot reach the level of becoming Shinigami.
Of course, there are also things that you are unwilling to do after you achieve it.
Those people's light spots are brighter, but only a little brighter.
Yan Si's brow moved, heading northeast, about 800 meters.
A stream of Ice Cold Reiatsu came from over there. That Reiatsu was very cold, not in terms of temperature, but in essence.
It's like the winter wind pouring in through the collar, like bare feet stepping on icy stone slabs.
That Reiatsu is particularly conspicuous among those weak light spots, like a firefly mixed with a luminous pearl.
Yan Si opened his eyes, took back Spirit Network, and walked in that direction.
Not long after walking, he stopped outside a long house. The so-called long house is a very long house.
With wooden walls and thatched roof, it takes dozens of steps to walk from one end to the other.
There are several doors on the wall, and behind each door there is a family.
Clothes were hung to dry at the door, pots and dishes were placed, and people were sitting and basking in the sun.
There is a small house next to the longhouse. The small house is built separately. It is much smaller than the longhouse, but neater than the longhouse.
The walls are painted white, the roof is paved with neat thatch, and there are several pots of flowers planted at the door.
If this kind of independent house is in the area behind Rukongai, there is a high probability that it will be robbed by gangsters.
But in Runlin An, it was given to an old woman to live in.
Yan Si walked up and stood at the door of the hut.
The old woman was sitting on the edge of the corridor, wearing coarse clothes, with gray hair and wrinkles on her face.
The sun fell on her body, illuminating her whole body warmly. She squinted and watched Yan Si walking over.
Yan Si greeted with a gentle smile, "Hello, old lady." "Is Tōshirō Hitsugaya here?"
The old woman's eyes lit up and she responded with a smile, "Tōshirō?"
She turned her head and shouted into the room, "Tōshirō!" The voice was very loud, "A guest is looking for you!"
Yan Si looked at the old woman.
She has a certain Reiatsu background. The light spots are brighter than ordinary Wandering Soul, but she is obviously a little weak.
Like a lamp whose oil is about to burn out, the flame is still dancing but may go out at any time.
There were footsteps in the house.
Da da da da, a small white-haired figure ran out. He stood behind the old woman and raised his head to look at Yan Si.
The little face was very tense, and his eyes swept over Yan Si's body, from head to toes, and from feet to head.
He looked at it for a long time and then asked with some confusion, "Who are you?"
Yan Si smiled gently, "I am Thirteen Court Guard Squads Captain of the Ninth Division, Siwei Yan."
He looked into those blue eyes. "I came here this time to accept you as my disciple." Tōshirō was stunned, standing there with his mouth slightly open and his eyes widened.
He never expected that a captain would suddenly come over and accept him as his disciple.
Of course he knows about Thirteen Court Guard Squads.
My neighbor's Momo recently went to school at the Academy. After graduation, he can become Shinigami.
The captain among them is the person who leads Shinigami.
The old woman's eyes brightened even more. She turned slightly sideways and reached out to grab Tōshirō's hand and patted it gently.
"Oh!" There was surprise in the voice, "This is a good thing!"
She looked at Tōshirō: "I have also heard the name of Captain Yan Si. He is very famous in Runlin An."
She held Tōshirō's hand tightly and said with a smile, "It's a good thing to be his disciple." She shook hands vigorously and said, "Hurry up and agree."
Tōshirō lowered his head and looked at her mother-in-law's hand. The hand was held tightly, and she could feel her mother-in-law's excitement.
He was silent for a moment and then raised his head. "No."
"I want to stay with my mother-in-law!" The old woman let go of her hand, looked at Tōshirō and opened her mouth, but did not continue.
Yan Si looked at Tōshirō's little face tensed up, and there was light in his eyes.
He spoke gently, "Even if you become my disciple, you will have free time."
"Runlin An is within the patrol range of Ninth Division. You can come here often."
Tōshirō is still sullen, his expression has not changed.
Yan Si continued, "Let me teach you a basic principle Soul Society first." The voice slowed down, "Why does Shinigami stay at Seireitei for a long time."
He looked into Tōshirō's eyes.
"It's because Reiatsu is too strong, which will make people with low Reiatsu physically unable to bear it and eventually collapse."
"It's fine if it's just an ordinary team member, but if it's Lieutenant, Captain-level someone else."
His voice deepened.
"Just the Reiatsu it emits will crush a weak person to death."
"Because I have restrained all Reiatsu, I will not have any influence on the old woman." Tōshirō's staring eyes were full of doubts, and it was obvious that he still didn't understand what this had to do with being a disciple.
Yan Si explained patiently, "You Spiritual Pressure Level were born very tall."
He took two steps forward and walked to the old woman.
"Although because the body has not grown yet, it cannot exert its maximum strength."
He reached out and rolled up the old woman's sleeves to expose her arms. There were many blue marks on her arms.
One by one, like bruises, like scars.
Tōshirō's eyes widened instantly, he rushed forward and asked loudly, "Mother-in-law!, what's going on!"
"Did someone bully you?"
Yan Si reached out and grabbed his back collar, picked him up and lifted him up to his eyes.
Tōshirō's feet were kicking wildly in the air.
Yan Si looked at him and said calmly, "The person who caused my mother-in-law to be injured."
"It's you." "Do you understand?"
Tōshirō's body froze.
He stopped struggling and looked at Yan Si, the light in his eyes shaking.
Yan Si continued, "For a powerful person like you Reiatsu, if you stay with your mother-in-law for a long time, you will kill her sooner or later."
Put Tōshirō down and put it on the ground, "The decision is yours."
He took two steps back and stood there, waiting quietly.
Tōshirō stood there with his head lowered, looking at his feet and the soil under his feet.
Not long after he came to Soul Society, he was picked up by his mother-in-law when he appeared on the roadside.
His mother-in-law gave him food, clothes, and a place to live.
His only relative in Soul Society is his mother-in-law.
Even though Yan Si said he could come back to visit often when he had rest time, he still couldn't bear to leave for a long time.
The old woman smiled, stretched out her hand and touched Tōshirō's head. "Tōshirō." Her voice was very gentle, "I have been in Soul Society for hundreds of years." "To be honest, it has existed long enough."
"You are still young, Future still have a long way to go."
She looked into Tōshirō's eyes.
"It's rare that Mr. Yan Si takes this seriously. This is a good opportunity. Don't waste it."
She held his hand. "As long as you come back and see me from time to time."
Tōshirō's eyes instantly became moist, and there was water in his eyes. He threw himself into the arms of his mother-in-law, hugged her with both hands, and started crying.
The crying was very, very loud.
The old woman hugged him and patted his back gently.
Yan Si stood there, watching this scene with a smile.
Hyorinmaru's voice came from Inner world: "This child's talent is indeed amazing." His voice came from the sky, "It's even comparable to Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto."
"But it's too weak now. Didn't you say there are two suitable candidates?"
"Where is the other one?" Yan Si responded calmly in his heart, "I don't know, so I chose Tōshirō."
Hyorinmaru's voice became angry.
"This is different from what was promised!"
His voice was very loud, echoing in the sky above Red Mist.
Yan Si continued, "I will accept Tōshirō as a disciple, but I can't be bothered with the other person."
"You think about it carefully."
Hyorinmaru was silent.
Even if the other suitable person is better than Tōshirō, it is not much better, otherwise he would have become a member of Thirteen Court Guard Squads long ago.
The current Tōshirō is very weak, but the talent is there.
There is also the teacher Yan Si, who not only teaches his disciples well, but also has Soul Jade with him.
If Future gives one to Tōshirō, the upper limit is definitely very high.
Hyorinmaru was silent for a long time, and then spoke. "Okay, then let's choose this guy."
Yan Si Take off Hyorinmaru from your waist.
He held the knife and greeted Tōshirō: "Come here."
Tōshirō was almost crying. He withdrew from his mother-in-law's arms, wiped his tears and walked to Yan Si. He raised his head and looked at the knife in Yan Si's hand. The knife was very long and much taller than his whole body.
The blade of the sword glowed with light blue, very cold and beautiful.
For some reason, he felt that this knife suited him very well.
He looked up at Yan Si.
Yan Si smiled, his smile was very gentle.
Tōshirō didn't know what to say, so he just stood there stupidly.
The mother-in-law's voice came from behind. "Hurry up and call the teacher!"
As expected of Runlin An, an old man who has been around for hundreds of years.
Only then did Tōshirō react and looked at Yan Si and said, "Teacher." Yan Si nodded with satisfaction and handed Hyorinmaru over. "This is a gift from the teacher."
"Take it."
Tōshirō stretched out his hands to take Hyorinmaru. The knife was taller than him.
He held the knife in his arms. The blade was very heavy, but the moment he took it, a cold breath spread from the handle to his hand.
The coolness is not biting, but very gentle, like well water in summer or the morning breeze in autumn.
He didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt cool.
Yan Si walked to the old lady and stood still, turned around and looked at Tōshirō: "Try and see if you can talk to it."
Tōshirō was a little confused. He looked down at the knife in his hand and asked, "Can you speak?" Hyorinmaru had no reaction.
He raised his head and looked at Yan Temple, Yan Temple just smiled without explaining.
Tōshirō frowned and closed his eyes.
For some reason, he instinctively wanted to close his eyes and feel the knife.
The moment he closed his eyes, the world changed. He stood on a Icefield. The sky was gray, hung with storm winds and flying snow. The snowflakes were huge and fell one by one, landing on his hair, shoulders, and palms.
It's very cold, but it's not the kind of cold that makes people shiver, it's very comfortable.
He glanced around in panic.
There is nothing here, only ice and snow, only gray sky.
Suddenly, a huge black shadow appeared in the sky.
The black shadow was so big that it covered half of the sky.
Tōshirō raised his head, looked over with wide eyes, and asked like Sudden Inspiration: "You are the knife, right?"
The black shadow made a voice, and the voice was very deep, coming down from the sky. "That's right."
"My name is --" the words that followed were hard to hear, as if they were obscured by the wind and snow.
Tōshirō frowned and asked again, "What's your name?"
After a moment of silence, the voice of the shadow came. "Is it too early now? Ask me again later."
The huge tail swept slightly and disappeared into the sky. A strong wind and snow rushed towards the face, blinding Tōshirō's eyes.
When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he had returned to Runlin An, standing at the door of the hut, standing in front of his mother-in-law and teacher.
Yan Si looked at him and nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad." There was appreciation in his voice, "You can actually enter the Heart Meditation state directly."
"Your talent is really good."
He had to sigh that this boy was not only powerful in nature, but also had a strong understanding.
He turned around and said gently to his mother-in-law, "Then I will take Tōshirō to the Academy."
"Don't worry, now Academy has two days off every week."
"He can come back to visit."
The old woman bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Master Yan Si."
She straightened up and waved to Tōshirō: "Remember to come back during your break."
Tōshirō tied Hyorinmaru behind his back. The knife was taller than him. Even if it was tied to his back, the tip of the knife would almost reach the ground.
He shouted back.
"Okay, mother-in-law!"
He turned around and followed Yan Si.
After taking a few steps, look back. After taking a few steps, look back.
Until you go very far, until the hut becomes a small dot.
Until nothing can be seen.
Yan Si walked in front, and Tōshirō followed behind.
The Hyorinmaru was tied to his back, which was higher than the others.
He firmly grasped the rope holding the knife with both hands and moved quickly with his little feet.
Yan Si slowed down and spoke softly, "In the first year of the Academy, you mainly learn cultural knowledge, but you have to come to Ninth Division every night."
Turning his head and looking at Tōshirō: "I want to teach you how to control yourself Reiatsu."
"Otherwise, if you keep getting stronger like this, you won't be able to get close to your mother-in-law at all."
"Understand?"
Tōshirō's little face tensed up and he nodded. "I understand, teacher."
Yan Si continued, "First Academy of Spirit Arts usually graduates in six years."
"But I require you to graduate with excellent results in all subjects within three years."
"If you have any needs, just ask. Grow up early to protect your mother-in-law."
Tōshirō's eyes lit up, he raised his head and looked at Yan Si and asked softly:
"Teacher, is there any danger in Soul Society?"
He is very smart and extracted the key information from Yan Si's words.
Yan Si nodded and raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction: "Yes, there will indeed be danger." "So you must become strong to protect the people you care about from being hurt." He lowered his voice and said gently, "Don't worry, you will understand it slowly."
Tōshirō nodded. "Yes, teacher."
His little face was still tense, but there was no fear in his eyes.
She didn't look like she was crying in her mother-in-law's arms just now.
The two walked into the Academy gate, and several students walked towards them.
When they saw Yan Si, they quickly bowed to say hello.
"Yan Si Captain."
"Yan Si Captain."
Their eyes fell on Yan Si, then behind him, saw Tōshirō, and then glanced at the knife behind Tōshirō.
Their eyes widened instantly.
That knife was too conspicuous, with its rhombus-shaped guard and the faint cold air emanating from it.
The cold air is visible to the naked eye, forming a light white mist around the blade. All students will receive Asauchi when they enter school, and then through practice, they can turn Asauchi into their own Zanpakutō, which is a process that takes time.
There are still many students in their fifth year who have not completed their studies.
And the kid in front of me, who is at most a meter tall, actually already owns a Zanpakutō?
What kind of monster is this?
Tōshirō felt those eyes, those eyes falling on him were very heavy and piercing.
His shoulders shrank, and his hands firmly grasped the rope binding the knife.
The little feet moved faster, following behind Yan Si.
Yan Si spoke softly without looking back:
"Tōshirō, remember."
"Stay elegant at all times."
"You are my disciple, you don't need to care about their envious looks."
"Accept it calmly, and then study hard." "Just show that you are worthy of this attention."
"Relax your shoulders and lift your head."
"If you are really scared, just look at me."
Tōshirō Take a deep breath and try to relax your shoulders.
But the gaze is still there, the pressure is still there, and I can't help but ignore it completely.
He raised his head and looked at Yan Si's back.
The tall back, the white Captain's Haori, and the steady steps.
That back figure occupied all his sight.
Suddenly, he felt that nothing around him could disturb him.
His shoulders really relaxed, his steps became larger, he walked more steadily, and he walked like a breeze.
The bell rang, and a group of people walked out of the teaching building, talking and laughing.
Rukia walked in the front, with her hands clasped in front of her chest, her face serious, and she roared at the red-haired man next to her. "Idiot!" Her voice was loud.
"I want to chant Kidō before I even know the words!"
She glanced sideways.
"Of course something will go wrong!"
"Be honest and understand all the words first, don't think about reaching the sky in one step!"
Renji Abarai lowered his head, his face was completely gray, and he had absolutely nothing to say.
Momo Hinamori laughed and scolded next to him, "Hahaha, Renji, don't even think about competing with Rukia."
"I am from Great Nobles Kuchiki family. I have already learned how to read."
She turned her head and looked at the prickly head next to her. "I just didn't expect that Shūhei, who was favored by Captain Yan Si, actually had to repeat the cultural class for two years."
Shūhei Hisagi's face turned red. His Zankensoki had already learned the basics. The reason why he repeated the grade was entirely because he failed in the cultural class.
There is nothing I can do about it, as soon as I see the words in the book I feel dizzy.
He quickly said, "It's none of Yan Si's business. I will study hard and live up to your expectations." "Hahaha, Shūhei, as long as you work hard, there will be no problem." Izuru Kira felt weak even when he smiled. His encouragement really made people unable to feel happy.
Several people walked forward talking and laughing, and then they saw Yan Si walking towards them, and they all stood in place quickly.
Rukia The hand that was originally clasped on his chest was instantly put down and placed against his thigh, and he bowed with a serious expression.
"Yan Si-sama."
Several others also bowed quickly.
"Yan Si-sama!"
Yan Si smiled gently and looked at Rukia: "Let's go have fun after class."
"Rukia has never been released before Noble District."
He scanned Renji, Shūhei, Ihe, Momo.
"Please take her around more and see what the world is like."
The four people responded loudly.
"Yes!" Momo Hinamori saw the small figure following Yan Si at this time, and his eyes widened in shock. "Xiao Bai?"
"Why are you here?"
Rukia and others also looked over in confusion, looking at the little figure.
Then her eyes moved down to the knife, the diamond-shaped guard, and the faint cold air.
She had seen that knife before, and it was always hanging on Yan Si's waist.
She opened her mouth but said nothing. She raised her head and looked at Yan Si with doubtful eyes.
Yan Si smiled and explained, "Tōshirō will be my disciple from now on."
"He was sent here to join Academy."
Momo Hinamori's eyes widened even more.
"Huh?" Her voice was high-pitched, "Xiao Bai actually became Master Yan Si's disciple?"
She walked up to Tōshirō.
She stretched out her hand to rub his hair, but her hand froze in mid-air. She took it back and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Xiaobai!"
Tōshirō turned his head and said, "That's long-winded."
"I will graduate soon!"
Momo Hinamori smiled even happier and encouraged, "Hahaha, come on then!"
Yan Si said softly, "Okay."
"You go and play first, I will take Tōshirō to report."
Several people quickly moved out of the way.
"Okay, Master Yan Si."
They stood there and watched Yan Si and Tōshirō leave.
It wasn't until the two figures walked away that Renji opened his mouth and asked:
"Momo, who is that novice?" His voice was filled with shock, "You can actually become Master Yan Si's disciple?"
Indeed, they all received encouragement from Yan Si at the freshman press conference. But this is completely different from being directly accepted as a disciple.
Momo Hinamori thought for a while and tilted his head, "Huh?"
"Xiao Bai is my neighbor, and I don't think there's anything special about it."
She paused. "By the way, he also wets the bed!"
Ihe and Shūhei widened their eyes at the same time. "Huh?"
Rukia shouted seriously, "Idiot." She looked at the three people. "Yan Si is one of the disciples that Lord has accepted."
"One is my eldest brother Kuchiki Byakuya."
"The other one is Third Division Captain Gin Ichimaru."
"So Tōshirō Hitsugaya must be a genius."
Her voice was serious. "If we don't work hard, I'm afraid we will be surpassed soon."
When she saw the Zanpakutō, she already understood that this Tōshirō was probably more than just a genius.
Renji, Shūhei, and Ihe looked serious. Now all Academy are staring at them. It would be very ugly if they couldn't show some results.
Momo Hinamori was shocked and said, "Wow, is Xiaobai so powerful?"
But she quickly put the matter behind her, and reached out to hold Rukia.
"Let's go!"
"I'll take you to Shopping Street for a walk!"
She pulled Rukia towards the Academy outside.
Yan Si brought Tōshirō to the door of Principal's office, stopped and raised his hand.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
A voice came from inside the house. "Please come in."
Yan Si pushed the door open and entered.
Principal was sitting behind the desk. He raised his head and saw the person coming. He quickly stood up and walked over with a smile.
"Captain Yan Si!" His voice was very enthusiastic, "Do you have any instructions?" Yan Si smiled and nodded, turning sideways to let out Tōshirō behind him.
"This is my new disciple."
"Although the time for enrollment and reporting has passed now."
"But I want Principal to be accommodating and let him enroll in school."
Principal's eyes fell on Tōshirō.
He looked up and down, his eyes lit up with blue light, it was Kidō who was exploring Reiatsu.
He looked at Tōshirō, his eyes opened wider and wider, and his mouth opened wider and wider.
"This!" His voice was trembling, "This is genius!"
He clenched his fists excitedly and won the big prize.
The young man in front of me is no less powerful than Gin Ichimaru. He might be able to break the record of graduating in two and a half years!
"No problem, you can apply for admission immediately!"
"As long as you pass the cultural class, you can be promoted to the fast class immediately!" Yan Si smiled and nodded:
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you, Principal."
He knelt down and looked level with Tōshirō: "Next, you will listen to Principal's arrangements."
"When you are done with your work later, come find me at Ninth Division."
Tōshirō nodded to express understanding, then frowned and asked quietly:
"But teacher, I don't know where Ninth Division is?"
He has never entered Seireitei, how could he possibly know the position of the squad?
Yan Si stood up and looked at Tōshirō: "That's your business."
"When you get to Ninth Division, just say you came to see me."
He turned his head and looked at Principal: "Thank you Principal." He said gently, "It's troublesome."
Principal waved his hands repeatedly and responded with a loud smile:
"Hahaha, a genius is admitted!" "It's not too late for me to be happy!"
"No trouble, no trouble!"
Yan Si nodded, turned around, opened the door and walked out.
The door closed behind him. He stood in the corridor and stretched out his right hand. With a pull from his left hand, a Zanpakutō appeared out of thin air.
Enrakyōten.
He hung the knife on his waist.
Walk slowly in the direction of Tavern.