Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

"It should be time."

As if affirming Haiyan's words, Ichigo and others, who were still looking around and admiring the ancient and magnificent shrine where he was located, were quickly attracted by the gradually sounding music.

It is said that the scale of the music is actually far less grand. At least in the ear protection, only the obvious flute can be heard, and it is slowly approaching from the position of the main entrance of the shrine behind them.

The flute sound was long and sad, monotonous but with a sense of sacredness. As the sound became clearer, a small team of about a dozen people appeared in his field of vision.

The head was a woman dressed as a witch, her face covered by a white mask, her hands were covered by wide sleeves, her steps were light, but she always kept a distance from the musicians behind.

After the musicians, there were Hong Jiang, who was dressed in black tattoos and woven hakama, and Ye Yi, who was dressed in pure white.

"It's so beautiful!" Inoue couldn't help but sighed.

-The shrine they were in was shrouded in a white gauze-like mist, and Hong Jiang and Yeichi strolled through it, as if from a fairyland.

Of course, the beauty that Inoue couldn't help but blurt out was not just the scenery. Although the wide hood covered most of her face, she had already put the most beautiful makeup and smile on Ye Yi's face in her mind.

Hong Jiang had a faint but contagious smile on his face. Everyone who knew him well probably had never seen his state at this moment. The joy without words seemed to be able to convey to everyone's heart, even a face Serious Yamamoto, a moment of softness flashed in half of his eyes.

Passing through the main road, before everyone's attention Hongjiang and Yeyi came to the main hall of the shrine, there were two cushions on the ground in front of the leading priestess. The two knelt on the cushions and waited quietly for the ceremony to begin.

No one reminded them, but the crowd behind the two sitting in the auditorium involuntarily relaxed their breathing, and I don't know if it was an illusion or what, Ichigo could hear a slight breeze blowing.

What broke the silence was a crisp bell. I saw the man dressed as a witch waved his left hand. The left hand that was previously covered under the sleeve was holding a golden Kagura bell. Following her dance-like movements, the melodious sound was heard. Bells rhythmically echoed in the empty shrine.

The shrine maiden's movements were light and fluttering like a fluttering fluff that rose with the wind, and a long and solemn ode sang out of her mouth, accompanied by a crisp ringtone, which was obviously unpleasant, but it would not make people drowsy. feel.

Come to think of it, this is what Hirako and others have been saying all the time. Even the captain has never seen the ritual ceremony a few times. Ichigo is shocked by the ancient and sacred revealed by the ceremony, his eyes are raised slightly, and his attention Intrigued by the changes in the top of the head.

The sky at the shrine is a misty white, and of course, it's possible that its sky never really shows up in front of people.

With the movements and chants of the witch, the sky, which seemed to be a white cloth without wrinkles, gradually changed, as if it had been folded, forming three distinct fog circles suspended above the heads of Hong Jiang and Ye Yi. .

It was by no means a simple condensing of fog. Ichigo could feel the amazing spiritual pressure contained in the three fog circles. In terms of strength, it was definitely not inferior to the strength of any captain of Gotei Thirteen Team releasing the spiritual pressure with all his strength.

But the strangest thing is this. The spiritual pressure hanging above the head is as thick as a mountain, but it does not give people any pressure, and it is not goodwill, but at least no one can feel malicious from it.

This also led to the fact that there seemed to be three big mountains hanging above everyone's heads, but people like Inoue, whose attention was completely attracted by the ceremony in front of the main hall, could subconsciously ignore the sudden appearance of the huge spiritual pressure.

Of course, Ichigo was only slightly impressed by the magic of this ceremony. He was not a sensitive person, and he would not be restless because of the huge Reiatsu hanging above his head.

As the chant of the witch in front of her ended, the Kagura bell in her hand suddenly fell like a sharp blade. At the same time, her body turned slightly, and the golden Kagura bell pointed not far away with the abrupt end of the bell. A jug on a cushion.

The fog ring containing a huge spiritual pressure in the air also changed at this time. The fog ring in the outermost circle slanted suddenly, like a waterfall pouring down towards the shrine.

This movement naturally attracted attention, and Ginjō straightened up suddenly, his legs forced his body to react naturally, and he was about to stand up to resist.

But before he made a fool of himself, the spring water behind him held him like a prophet, and by the way held other people who were shocked by this scene.

"Don't get excited, just pay attention to this ceremony."

With Chun Shui's whispered reminder, Yincheng and the others focused their attention on the Reiatsu waterfall falling from the sky. When they were about to engulf the area where everyone was, the waterfall suddenly stopped as if time stood still, and then they seemed to have it. Like life, it took a turn in the air and flowed towards the pot that the shrine maiden pointed at with the Kagura Bell.

There seemed to be an invisible funnel at the top of the long-handled pot, and the violent spiritual pressure flow like a monstrous ocean wave was actually condensed again and poured into the long-handled pot as a small stream.

If it was said that the huge fog ring of Reiatsu suddenly poured down like a waterfall before, then the current trickle has a water-like texture.

No, it's not just the texture, Yincheng put down his guard and returned to calm again, and the sound of the collision of water droplets seemed to circulate in the air~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's hard to believe that the fog ring that seemed to be able to engulf everyone present, will eventually All obediently put into a small pot. It's as if the forest grows longer than the leaves, and the river returns to the drip, unbelievable and yet in sight.

The shrine maiden shuffled and came to the long-handled pot as if flying, and the Kagura bell gently tapped on the pot and sealed the top of the pot.

Then he held his right hand on the handle of the pot, turned around, and appeared in front of Hong Jiang and Ye Yi, who were sitting on their knees the next moment.

In front of the two were three small, medium, and large red light wine glasses. The witch was holding a long-handled pot with one hand, her wrist turned slightly, and a drop of bright white liquid slowly fell into the smallest wine glass.

Immediately afterwards, the witch's wrist turned again, but the movement was not as fast as before, and the bright white liquid was like a thin line, pouring into the wine glass that was about to fill the bottom of the glass.

The witch turned her wrist for the third time, but this time, as if she would not lift the spout, she let the bright white liquid pour into the shallow wine glass, and then moved the wine bottle until the glass was full.

This is the first ritual of the three-three-nine-degree ceremony, the King of Ritual Spirit.