Vol 12 Chapter 45: The success of Kurosaki Ichigo

Mullin stood in the wind unmoved, letting the white death tyrant pretend to be screamed by the strong wind.
"Mr. Mulin, I finally finished the initial solution!" Kurosaki Ichishi rushed towards him in a black death tyrant with Zhanyue in his hand.
Mulin looked at Kurosaki Ichigo who was ecstatic, and suddenly a Zanpaku Sword appeared in his hand, and Ichigo who was rushing smashed it over.
"Mulin..." Kurosaki said worriedly. He could feel the power of Mulin's casual knife, and it would be quite difficult to avoid him if the target of the attack was him.
Kurosaki Ichigo was taken aback, and he turned sideways urgently while he was running, his death tyrant was cut off a ribbon and fell to the ground.
"Yes, you can avoid my cut."
Mulin nodded in agreement. Although Ichigo's current strength is not as good as the average captain's level, if he serves as a deputy captain, it is stable and there is no problem.
With his current strength, it is not much different from the strength of Kurosaki Ichigo in the original book, and even exceeds a little bit.
Sure enough, it was the role of the protagonist's halo. Kurosaki Ichigo's improvement speed was in the world of death, except for the perverted Murin, I believe no one can match it.
"Mr. Morin, it's dangerous." Although Kurosaki Ichigo has been controlling the expression on his face, he still grinned uncontrollably.
"call out!"
Kurosaki Ichigo disappeared from where he was in an instant, and Kurosaki Yi was shocked again in his heart, with such skillful steps.
The Flowing Blade Ruoxiu in Mulin's hand gently waved into the void, forcing out the figure of Kurosaki Ichigo, "I am not in the mood to fight with you now, and go to your father."
Kurosaki smiled intently, scratching his head embarrassedly, there was a simple and honest feeling on his fierce face.
Mullin turned around to face the sunset and slowly walked back to Kurosaki's home.
Everything is going very smoothly now, Kurosaki Ichigo has already solved the initial solution, and there is more than half a month left before the two-month period, which is enough for him to adapt to this process of skyrocketing power.
The transformation of his own physical of death to spirit of death also proceeded very smoothly.
Tomorrow, just look at tomorrow's.
On the second day, the originally clear weather suddenly turned into dark clouds covering the sun, and the dark clouds in the distance charged like a million army.
The violent wind blew the fallen leaves in the woods with a howling rustle, and a sense of depression filled the world.
Mulin came into the woods. Behind him was a mountain temple. The open space in front of the temple was large and wide.
At this time, he stood with his hands down and waited for Urahara Kisuke's arrival.
"Mulin, I'm here quite early." A figure slowly appeared not far away.
"Is everything ready?" Mullin asked directly, not wanting to talk nonsense.
Kisuke Urahara took out a bamboo box from his back and placed it on the ground, neatly taking out a few things from it, including the defective piece of collapsed jade drawn from the system.
Mulin took the piece of collapsed jade and carefully observed it in his hand.
The color of the broken jade before it was handed to Urahara was light blue and transparent, just like a glass marble. Now this broken jade has a pink appearance, still resembling a glass marble, but the luster is obviously much stronger, and It also exudes a hint of pink fluorescence.
Puyuan ignored Mulin, took other items, leaped on the open space in front of the mountain temple, and raised a long bar in his hand.
Two bells tied at the top of the long bar made the ethereal sound of "bells and bells" in the air.
"Induce long thunder, shape the spiritual body!"
Urahara muttered a word, and at the end, a bright lightning among the dark clouds slammed on the bell of the long bar.
"Crack, click."
The sound of the wind was even worse, the dark clouds appeared to be lower, and a trace of raindrops fell from the sky, bringing a hint of coolness to the heart.
"Mulin! Quick, put Bengyu in!" Urahara roared loudly.
With a move of Mulin's palm, Bengyu suddenly fell into the bright lightning like a swift bullet.
The lightning instantly became bigger and bigger like a water tank.
Urahara bitterly supported his body full of water, and he couldn't tell whether it was raindrops or sweat. Seeing this, Murin frowned and jumped into the lightning as Urhara signaled.
The thunder and lightning continued to fall, Murin gritted his teeth to support, and Urahara was also struggling to support underneath.
Bengyu melted into his body, and his chest exuded pink fluorescence, brighter and brighter, but his body did become more and more transparent.
The wind and rain rushed through the thunder, and the world was in a mess, and the huge thunder and lightning connected the sky and the earth.
Slowly disappeared in a huge light and shadow, and the small figure in the middle also slowly disappeared into the sky and the earth.
Urahara looked at Mulin above his head with an incredulous expression on his face.
He killed Mulin? Is he lost in spirit?
The huge lightning that resembled a water tank slowly disappeared into the sky and the earth after it lasted for nearly ten minutes.
Urahara looked at nothing but a black cloud above his head. The big raindrops fell on his face and followed his white and neck into his chest.
How is this going?
"Mulin, Mulin!"
Urahara's loud roar did not see any echo.
"Boom" was not far from the ground in Urahara, when a heavy object rang.
Urahara Kisuke yelled anxiously, but the voice spread all over the small woods in the suburbs, but still no answer
"Could it be that Mulin was struck by lightning and disappeared into the void?" Urahara was puzzled, suddenly he thought of something, and quickly ran to the bamboo box he had brought.
Quickly took out a white snowflake ceramic bottle and opened it. There was nothing in it except a drop of bright red blood.
"So what you said is true." A strange voice sounded from Urahara's body.
Urahara leaped back abruptly, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, "Who?"
There was no one around, only the sound of raindrops falling on the trees and the wind passing by.
Urahara thought he had heard it wrong, so he pricked his ears and listened seriously.
About thirty seconds later, the previous voice suddenly remembered, "Can't you see me?"
"Mulin?" Urahara called out in surprise.
"where are you?"
"I'm right in front of you, Urahara, you seem to have lost my strength." Mulin's tone was not friendly.
Urahara stretched out his hands to hold something similar to his head, rubbed left and right, and waited until he was sure that he couldn't feel any breath or see anything in front of him, and he was full when he was really standing alone. Face surprised.
"I can't feel your presence at all, Mullin, this is incredible. Can you change it back."
"Haha!" As soon as Urahara finished speaking, Mulin gradually appeared in front of him. . ,,.