Naruto: The strongest fire style Blade Jakka!

In the vast spirit world, Zanpakuto is a symbol of the power of the god of death, and its importance is self-evident. Li Yi, a gifted god of death, has always protected the safety of souls with his outstanding fighting ability and firm belief. His Zanpakuto, Shimoka, continues to grow with every battle he experiences. And this time, Li Yi decided to give Shimoka a comprehensive upgrade to cope with the upcoming greater challenges.

Upgrading a Zanpakuto is not an easy task, it requires a variety of rare materials and complex rituals. Li Yi has already started preparations, traveling between the real world, Soul Society, and Hueco Mundo, just to collect the materials scattered around. First, he needs a thousand-year-old ice crystal, a rare treasure that can only be found in extremely cold places. Li Yi was not afraid of the severe cold, and went deep into the Arctic alone. After going through untold hardships, he finally retrieved this ice crystal shining with a faint blue light.

The second is the Spirit Fire Stone, which is a mineral with powerful spiritual power that can greatly enhance the power of Zanpakuto. Li Yi heard that the Spirit Fire Stone was hidden deep in the Fire Dragon Mountains, so he resolutely embarked on the journey. In the fierce battle with the fire dragon, Li Yi successfully took out the Spirit Fire Stone from the nest guarded by the fire dragon with wisdom and courage. The stone was like a burning sun, emitting a fiery breath.

Furthermore, Li Yi needed moonlight dew. This dew only appeared in a specific bamboo forest on a full moon night. Li Yi waited quietly. On a full moon night, he quietly sneaked into the bamboo forest and carefully collected the precious drops of moonlight dew. The dew sparkled with silver light under the moonlight, as if it contained endless mysteries.

In addition to these rare materials, Li Yi also needs to perform an important ritual - soul resonance. This requires him to have a deep soul exchange with his Zanpakuto and fully inject his will and strength into the sword. Li Yi began this ceremony by a quiet lake. He sat cross-legged, holding Frost Flower, and silently chanted a spell in his heart. As time passed, his soul gradually merged with Frost Flower, and the blade began to emit a soft light, as if responding to Li Yi's call.

When the ceremony was completed, Li Yi carefully blended all the materials into the Frost Flower. The Millennium Ice Crystal gave the Frost Flower a stronger ice attribute, making every slash bring a biting cold; the Spirit Fire Stone gave the Frost Flower the power of fire, and the light of the Zanpakuto became even hotter; and the Moonlight Dew added a sense of mystery and agility to the Frost Flower, making it more flexible and changeable in battle.

As the materials were continuously integrated, Shuanghua began to undergo amazing changes. The blade became longer and sharper, and exquisite patterns appeared on the handle, as if recording every battle and growth of Li Yi. The aura emitted by Shuanghua also became stronger, making the surrounding air tremble.

Finally, the upgrade of Frost Flower was completed. Li Yi held the new Frost Flower in his hand, feeling the powerful force surging in it, and his heart was full of confidence. He knew that this upgraded Zanpakutō would accompany him through more battles and protect more souls. And he would continue to write his own legendary chapter in the spirit world.

Li Yi smiled slightly, stood with a knife in hand, and looked into the distance with a determined gaze. The road ahead was full of unknowns and challenges, but he was ready to meet everything that came.

In Mr. Jin Yong's martial arts masterpiece "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", Murong Fu is a very controversial character. He was born into the royal family of the former Great Yan and devoted his life to restoring the glory of the Great Yan. However, Li Yi sneered at Murong Fu's great cause of restoring the country, thinking that it was just a futile fantasy. In Li Yi's view, the Song Dynasty has long been peaceful and the people live and work in peace. Murong Fu's dream of restoring the country is not only unrealistic, but may also bring great turmoil to society.

After years of war and turmoil, the Song Dynasty finally ushered in an era of peace and prosperity. Economic development made cities prosperous and villages rich. The prosperity of agriculture, handicrafts and commerce brought about the abundance of materials and the improvement of people's lives. The government's efforts to govern the country made politics clear, the legal system sound, and the social order in good order. Against this background, Murong Fu was still obsessed with the cause of restoring the country, which seemed particularly inappropriate.

Li Yi believes that Murong Fu's dream of restoring his country is based on his nostalgia for the past and his dissatisfaction with reality. However, the wheel of time rolls forward, and history cannot go backwards. The Great Yan Kingdom has long become the dust of history, while the Great Song Dynasty has gradually consolidated its ruling position in the continuous reform and development. Murong Fu's attempt to overthrow the Great Song Dynasty and rebuild the Great Yan by force is tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg, and will only end in a tragic end.

More importantly, Murong Fu's cause of restoring the country will bring great disaster to innocent people. In war, ordinary people will always suffer. They will lose their homes, become displaced, and even pay the price of their lives. Li Yi knows the value of peace, and he does not want to see countless people fall into dire straits because of Murong Fu's selfish desires.

In addition, Li Yi also pointed out the flaws in Murong Fu's character. He was too obsessed with fame, and would do anything to achieve his goal, even at the expense of his friends and relatives. This character made him go further and further on the road to restoration, and eventually fell into a situation of isolation and helplessness. Instead of focusing on the impossible cause of restoration, it is better to be down-to-earth and make some practical contributions to the current society.

The peace and prosperity of the Song Dynasty is the result of the efforts of countless people. It is hard-won and needs to be cherished and maintained by everyone. Li Yi hopes that Murong Fu can recognize the reality, abandon those unrealistic fantasies, and face life with a more positive attitude. Perhaps, he can find his new value in the prosperity and stability of the Song Dynasty, instead of indulging in the glory of the past.

In short, Li Yi sneered at Murong Fu's cause of restoring the country, believing that it was not only inconsistent with the trend of historical development, but also would bring great disasters to society and the people. In the context of the peace and prosperity of the Song Dynasty, Murong Fu should put down the burden of the past and pursue his ideals with a more pragmatic attitude. Only in this way can he truly realize his personal value and contribute to the harmony and stability of society.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight shone through the sparse clouds onto the ancient bluestone ground of Shaolin Temple, creating a faint silver glow. The temple was quiet and silent, with only the rustling sound of the wind passing through the treetops and the faint howling of wolves from the distant mountains, making it seem particularly deep and mysterious.

Li Yi held a long spear, the tip of which flashed coldly in the moonlight. His eyes were like torches, staring at the abbot Xuanci not far ahead. The abbot Xuanci was wearing a gray monk's robe, his face was as calm as water, and he held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, as if he was unaware of the impending danger.

"You stinky monk, how dare you ruin my good deeds? Today is the day you die!" Li Yi's voice rang out in the night sky, with a hint of ruthlessness and determination. He shook his wrist, and the long spear stabbed out like a dragon, going straight for the throat of Abbot Xuanci. The sound of the spear tip breaking through the air was sharp and piercing, carrying a fierce momentum.

Abbot Xuanci frowned slightly, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes. He did not dodge, but just raised his arm slightly, shook the Buddhist beads in his hand, and accurately entangled the spear that Li Yi stabbed. The tip of the spear was tightly entangled by the Buddhist beads, and it could not move forward at all.

"Amitabha, why are you so angry? Although I don't know why you are here, everything has cause and effect. Why don't you put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now?" Abbot Xuanci's voice was low and peaceful, like a spring breeze, trying to dissolve the hatred in Li Yi's heart.

"Bullshit!" Li Yi shouted angrily and tried to pull back the spear, but failed. Abbot Xuanci's Buddhist beads seemed to have a thousand pounds of strength, firmly restraining the spear. Li Yi was shocked and realized that the abbot in front of him was not an ordinary person.

"Stinky monk, stop playing dumb with me! Today I will avenge those who were killed by you!" Li Yi pulled out his gun again, and at the same time he kicked his feet and rushed forward, trying to break the trick with force. Abbot Xuanci sighed softly when he saw this, and shook his wrist, and the Buddhist beads loosened instantly. Li Yi was unable to stop in time, and the spear stabbed straight into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Li Yi thought to himself that it was not good. Just as he was about to draw his spear and retreat, he felt a strong wind coming from behind him. Abbot Xuanci had already appeared behind him and gently slapped his back with his palm. Li Yi turned around quickly and held his spear across his chest, trying to block the palm. However, the palm power of Abbot Xuanci seemed gentle, but it contained infinite power. Li Yi felt a tightness in his chest and his body involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

"Amitabha, benefactor, there is no deep hatred between you and me, so why do we have to fight to the death?" Abbot Xuanci spoke again, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Li Yi's eyes were red, his face full of anger and unwillingness. "Stinky monk, stop being so hypocritical! If it weren't for you, how could those people have died tragically? Even if I, Li Yi, risk my life today, I will make you pay with blood!"

Abbot Xuanci shook his head, a trace of bitterness on his face. "Donor, you misunderstood. Although I am in Shaolin, I have never done anything that is against the will of heaven and earth. There may be other hidden reasons for the deaths of those people."

"Hidden secret? Humph! I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?" Li Yi roared, and charged forward again. This time, his spear skills were even more fierce, and each move was aimed at the vital points of Abbot Xuanci. Abbot Xuanci had no choice but to dodge repeatedly, and occasionally take action to resolve Li Yi's attack.

As the night deepened, the moonlight became colder. The two men were fighting fiercely in the Shaolin Temple, the shadows of the spears and the winds of the palms intertwined, making bursts of roars. The surrounding trees were blown to the ground by the strong wind, and the fallen leaves flew everywhere, as if they were also trembling because of this battle.

At this moment, a melodious bell sounded in the distance. When Abbot Xuanci heard the bell, a hint of joy appeared on his face. "Donor, the bell has rung, and I can't stay any longer. Let's end today's business here."

After saying that, Abbot Xuanci disappeared into the night. Li Yi stood there, looking at the direction where Abbot Xuanci left, his heart full of doubts and unwillingness. He clenched his spear, his eyes firm, as if telling himself: This matter will never end!

The night wind gradually rose, blowing away the fallen leaves on the ground, and also blowing away the fog in Li Yi's heart. He knew that the truth of all this might not be as simple as he saw...