Chapter 85 Ichimaru Gin
From a Chinese perspective, these so-called gods of death all belong to the category of ghost cultivators!
And what about the Taoist Scriptures? It is a means of enlightenment and becoming an immortal!
Death's training method is to become stronger without enlightenment or mind cultivation, just like a martial artist who practices external skills without pursuing internal skills!
Although Qin Moyu only had a first glimpse of the Taoist scriptures, it did not prevent these Taoist scriptures from helping the God of Death!
Culture invades the world of Death, and you can complete high-scoring tasks by the way, so why not do it?
"Oh? He is actually willing to reveal his spell ability?" Dong Shilang naturally didn't know what Qin Moyu was thinking. Therefore, after listening to Qin Moyu's words, he glanced at Qin Moyu with surprise.
Qin Moyu opened his mouth, and the scriptures from the Taoist scriptures spat out like mercury pouring down the ground.
"You guys, don't just listen with your ears, but feel with your heart..." Although I don't know why Qin Moyu did what he did, of course such a good opportunity cannot be wasted, Toshiro reminded the members of the 10th Division. One sentence.
In an instant, the entire banquet suddenly turned into a sermon. Qin Moyu was reciting Taoist scriptures, and the gods of death nearby were listening attentively.
Of course, if Qin Moyu stood on the podium at this time and these gods of death were all sitting on the desks in an orderly manner, it would look more harmonious.
When the scriptures came out, not only Toshiro but Matsumoto Rangiku next to him could also feel that following the guidance of the scriptures, his state of mind became clear, and even his own spiritual power became much more condensed.
The strength of the spiritual power may not have improved, but the more concentrated the spiritual power is, the higher the control will naturally be, and of course it will be easier to use.
The pace is neither fast nor slow. The entire Tao Te Ching has ninety-nine and eighty-one chapters, which in total is about seven thousand words.
The sermon was delivered slowly and slowly, and it took about half an hour before it was finished.
For Qin Moyu, it is naturally beneficial to review the scriptures in his free time!
However, what Qin Moyu is most concerned about is of course the changes in these gods of death.
"Well, this spell is quite long, but it sounds quite comfortable!" A god of death said, expressing his opinion.
"No, it's not just as simple as being comfortable, it's very helpful to my spiritual power and makes my spiritual power more condensed!" Matsumoto Rangiku heard this, shook his head, and expressed a different opinion.
"I also feel that my spiritual power has become much more active. I thought it was an illusion at first!" Following Matsumoto Rangiku's words, another Shinigami spoke next to him.
After listening to the discussion of these gods of death, Qin Moyu's heart moved slightly, and he generally understood.
It seems that this sutra is more effective for the stronger Shinigami, but it has no great effect on the weaker Shinigami?
If you think about it carefully, whether you are practicing martial arts or cultivating immortals, it seems that you really need to cultivate your mind after reaching a certain level?
When your strength is low, you don’t need to cultivate your mind?
"I originally thought of preaching to the entire Soul Society, and even throwing out Taoist Scriptures and making it a subject in Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy. It seems that it is not practical!" After a few experiments, I came up with this idea after a little thought. Understood.
To most of the Shinigami in the 10th Division, Qin Moyu's Tao Sutra lecture seemed to be just a small episode.
They just feel empty-minded, but there is not much substantial gain.
Next, there was drinking and eating meat, drinking and changing glasses. It was not until it got very late that the party ended, and the gods of death dispersed one after another.
"Gongziyu, I'll take you to your lounge!" After the banquet, Rangku Matsumoto said to Qin Moyu.
As a member of the 10th Division, Qin Moyu naturally has his own place to rest.
"Thank you!" Qin Moyu nodded in thanks.
Matsumoto Rangiku led the way, while Qin Moyu followed behind, neither of them spoke.
Unconsciously, Qin Moyu's mind was focused on her own plan again.
The original purpose was that these scriptures were useful to the God of Death, and Qin Moyu wanted to take them all out and preach them to the Soul Society.
However, does it only have a greater effect on the stronger the God of Death?
Qin Moyu understood that even if he really threw out the Taoist Scripture, the Gotei Thirteenth Division would firmly hold it and use the Taoist Scripture as an ascending channel for the powerful Shinigami to advance.
"It seems that preaching to the Soul Society is no longer possible, but if it can be useful to the powerful Death God, it can naturally cause trouble!" Qin Moyu continued to think in his heart.
Although the situation is slightly off, he has a foresight of the plot, and his Taoist scriptures are more useful to the stronger Shinigami.
Isn’t the purpose of hidden missions to make things happen, and to make things about the characters in the original plot as big as possible?
Following Rangku Matsumoto, he lowered his head slightly and thought about his own affairs. Suddenly, Rangiku in front stopped and Qin Moyu bumped into him involuntarily.
His thoughts were interrupted, Qin Moyu took two steps back and looked forward, his heart tightening slightly.
A young man was standing in front of him and Rangiku, his eyes narrowed and a false smile on his lips that made people feel wary.
With his silver hair, face and expression, people can easily think of him as a hypocritical fox.
However, the other party’s attire is something that no one dares to underestimate!
Because in addition to wearing a black death tyrant uniform, this figure also wore a haori cloak that represented the captain's status.
Although it was the first time they met, Qin Moyu certainly recognized his identity with his appearance!
Captain of the third division, Gin Ichimaru!
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qin Moyu always felt that Ichimaru Gin's squinted eyes seemed to look at him with a bit of coldness.
"Is it because I just bumped into Rangju, so you are unhappy with me? Is this guy too stingy?" Qin Moyu complained secretly in his heart.
"Rangiku, I haven't seen you for a while, how are you doing recently?" Ichimaru Gin still wore a false smile and casually greeted Matsumoto Rangiku.
"As always, nothing has changed. What about you? Why did you come to our 10th Division for no reason?" Matsumoto Rangiku asked.
"Me? I just happened to be passing by here!" Ichimaru Gin said calmly, still looking casual.
After saying this, after a slight pause, Ichimaru Gin's squinted eyes opened slightly, and his eyes fell on Qin Moyu.
"This one? He looks very handsome. Is he a new member of your 10th Division? Why don't you introduce him to me?"
Ichimaru Gin asked casually, still looking casual.
"Although this guy's tone is casual, he just said hello to Matsumoto Rangiku and asked about my situation?"
"Is it because I was walking with Matsumoto Rangiku in the middle of the night and tentatively asked about our relationship?"
"Or? His appearance was not by chance? But he came specifically for me?"
"It stands to reason that Ichimaru Gin cannot come specifically for me! Could it be that Aizen has noticed me?"
