Fear that the World Will Not Be Chaotic in Naruto

"The Uzumaki clan of Uchiha Village, the darling of seal art, is a small ethnic group, but it is a powerful race comparable to Uchiha Senju and his like."

"The powerful sealing technique makes them stand out, but the same has also become a target group."

"Under the suspicion and jealousy of all races, a premeditated war destroyed the foundation of this race. The Uzumaki clan suffered this catastrophe. Even though they were not exterminated, the tribe still survived."

"In order to avoid disasters, they are scattered all over the world incognito, living hard."

Akizuki's deep voice tells the secrets of the Uzumaki family. These dusty past events are like legends in the eyes of Shisui and Kushina, but for Akizuki, who was once a Naruto fan, these things are simply precious.

"Mr. Akizuki, these things are not recorded in the village. I didn't expect you to know so clearly. I really admire you!"

Shisui spoke excitedly.

Akizuki nodded slightly, looking very flat.

"By the way, Akizuki-teacher, I still don't understand a lot about the ninjutsu of ghoul sealing up. I hope that the teacher can help me out.~"

Shisui suddenly remembered something in the middle of speaking,-said quickly.

Akizuki raised his eyebrows, slightly interested-said.

"Let's talk about it.

"The ghoul seal is a super sealing technique. I have seen relevant records in ancient books. It is rumored that it is Shinigami's technique. Sealed. Can this transactional technique also be unlocked?"

Shisui asked respectfully.

Akizuki thought for a while, then said, "Seal of ghouls is indeed a transactional technique, but as long as it is a technique, there must be a way to unlock it.

A hint of thought flashed across Shisui's face.

"The deal between believers and the devil, as long as they understand that they control the dominant power, the ghouls will be sealed off, but it's just a joke.

Akizuki spoke lightly, and his words were full of confidence.

Shisui murmured a few words to himself, and then showed ecstasy. The teacher's understanding of ninjutsu has reached such a superb realm. To some extent, the use of Chakra at this level has completely transcended the boundaries of ninjutsu to a completely new realm.

"I understand, thank you teacher for answering your questions!"

Shisui bowed deeply, eyes full of admiration and deep admiration.

"The ruins of the Uzumaki clan are at the end of the village. It's just that there is always a descent and no people."

Akizuki listened, not only did he not lose his heart, but he showed a hint of joy.

Inaccessible, that's exactly what I want!

He spoke to Shisui and Harano Lin and said, "You wait for me here, and come as soon as I go."

After speaking, Akizuki waved his right hand, and there was a turbulence in the space around him, and then disappeared in the eyes of the two.

Akizuki's understanding of space-time ninjutsu has long been different from what it used to be, and after a few breaths, he reached the Uzumaki site that Shisui said.

This is a dense jungle. In the depths of that jungle, traces of human life can be vaguely seen.

In the center surrounded by towering trees, there is a temple.

Under the erosion of time, it has long been dilapidated. The towering building has already collapsed into ruins, with only one dilapidated and messy wooden house. In the very center of the house, there is an ancient and vicissitudes pattern.

That pattern is not unfamiliar to Akizuki, even to every Konoha Shinobi. It is the Uzumaki pattern on the Konoha Shinobi, which is also a symbol of the Uzumaki family.

Hundreds of years, saying that it is not long or short is not short. The glorious place in the past can not be worth the long time, and the long heritage is still not worth the cruelty of war.

The glorious race that used to terrorize the entire Ninja World has long since ceased to exist, leaving only this ruined, desolate and crowded ruins, silently telling the past glory on the night stage.

Akizuki looked around, and then walked into the temple.

.0 Seeking flowers...

Stepping past the temple gate, what you see is a wide wall covered with masks, and you can see hundreds of them at a glance.

Each mask has a different smile, either joy or anger, or sadness or fear, as if it symbolizes the thousands of gestures of all beings.

Akizuki glanced faintly and found that these masks were not as simple as they seemed, and there was a strange wave in the mask.

Akizuki walked closer, feeling the fluctuation quietly. It turned out that it was a special kind of Chakra, one part connected to the mask, and the other end connected to time and space.

"At that time, the end of the sky was the so-called underworld, it seems to be interesting.

The corner of Akizuki's mouth showed a curve, and then with a light push of his right hand, a bright light suddenly appeared in the blank space in front of him.

A light flashed, and two figures appeared in front of him between the light and the light.

This is the corpse of the Minato couple, but at this time they were bound tightly by bandages.

Without any hesitation, Akizuki raised his hands slightly, two Chakras gushing from his palms, supporting the bodies of Minato and Uzumaki Kushina, and floating quietly in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the two bandages were suddenly disassembled automatically, revealing two peaceful bodies.

Looking at the figure with withered hair, Uchiha Akizuki has a trace of sorrow and a trace of memory on his face.

Yuan, Uchiha Akizuki saw that Namikaze Minato’s corpse was stiff for several years, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly,

"It's been a long time since it's been dead. It's still such a warm and amiable appearance. Brother Minato, the title of Little Sun is really appropriate."

It seems to be talking, it seems to be teasing Namikaze Minato, not Namikaze Minato's corpse.

Da Da Da Da Da ~

Beside, the hundreds of masks lying quietly on the wall suddenly became restless, shaking constantly, and shaking constantly on the wall.

Uchiha Akizuki turned his head to look around, staring at the unquiet mask, and whispered, "Let's do business now." The door.

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