Hokage: Beginning Awakening Dead Bone Pulse

Chapter 59-Reincarnation

One day later, Jing Ming settled down in a village in the country of grass.

The village has beautiful scenery and remote location, hidden in a valley.

It is worth mentioning that this is a famous holiday destination.

Throughout the year, the wind is sunny and there is occasional light rain, and it is also quiet and elegant.

The peaks are peculiar, tangible and unique.

Many high-ranking officials and nobles like to come here.

On weekdays, etiquette is more restrictive, but going to such a small place is more relaxed.

Jing Ming rented the hotel for a few days and went upstairs after paying the money.

Sitting down on the mat, Jing Ming arranged a defensive enchantment, and then took out the trophy this time.

A small container containing the most important harvest, Rinnegan.

There is also a large container in which Uzumaki White Zetsu is on standby, which is suppressed by the sealing technique and dormant medicine at this moment.

Speaking of which, I can beat Uzumaki White Zetsu so quickly this time, but Jing Ming paid a lot of money.

Grabbing Uzumaki White Zetsu is a remedy.

The Sage Art that Jing Ming used before was only a one-time use.

Since Jing Ming inherited the immortality from First Hokage incomplete, he cannot extract natural energy quickly anytime and anywhere like Hashirama.

He was able to seal natural energy on his forehead, and use it when needed, relying on Orochimaru’s spell seal technique.

The curse seal, to be more accurate, should be the immortal spell seal.

Orochimaru had already started researching before he defected to Konoha. As his student, Anko had this kind of curse on his neck.

The source of the energy of the curse was Shigeo in the northern base, and Orochimaru had secretly controlled him a long time ago.

It’s just that Orochimaru didn’t build many bases before, and Shigego himself was afraid of losing control and it was difficult to be a subordinate to follow. Fortunately, Orochimaru left him at the northern base.

After Orochimaru initially completed the curse seal, he began to focus on the research of Living Corpse Reincarnation, and gradually left Shigego behind.

Based on Orochimaru’s knowledge of curse seals and Hashirama’s Sage Mode insight, Jing Ming stored the thin natural energy in the air in the curse seals on his forehead.

After nine months of accumulation, I got the short-term Sage Mode.

After Jing Ming used the simplified version of Shin Su Senju, he exhausted the previously accumulated Chakra in one blow.

The power to look down on the sky has surpassed Kage-level.

Even now, Jing Ming still has no idea.

“When I take control of Rinnegan, I should be able to have power comparable to Super Shadow.”

Jing Ming placed the Rinnegan container in his hand and looked at it.

“Am I eating you in one bite, or transplanting you?”

Jing Ming thought tangledly.

Before, he was able to acquire the abilities of others by absorbing the blood and Chakra of others.

The Three Tomoe Sharingan he sees now is obtained from a Uchiha tribe.

It can be seen from this that as long as it draws other people’s blood and Chakra, even the pupil technique can be inherited.

But this Rinnegan belongs to Uchiha Madara. Now Uchiha Madara has been dead for so long, the blood must not be sucked.

As a result, Jing Ming’s usual cheat method would not work.

“Although you can eat it and try, but who told you to be so precious, there is only one.”

Jing Ming smiled softly and made a decision in his heart.

Rinnegan only has one in his hand, and only two in the entire Ninja Realm.

This kind of thing is not easy to test, it is better to transplant insurance.

“Shadow Clone Technique.”

Jing Ming summoned a doctor for himself, and then lay down.

“let’s start.”

Shadow Clone disinfected Jing Ming first, then wrapped his hands with Chakra and buckled Jing Ming’s left eye.

With blood flowing from the left eye socket, Shadow Clone carefully took out Rinnegan.

Eye replacement surgery requires the eye to be connected to the damaged blood vessel. Shadow Clone performed Yang Dun medical ninjutsu, combined with Jing Ming’s own rapid healing ability. One minute later, the transplant of Rinnegan was completed.

“Is it done?”

Jing Ming closed his eyes and muttered.

“This is the power of Six Paths…ah!”

Suddenly, Jing Ming’s left eye began to ache sharply, and the pain seemed to reach his soul. Jing Ming didn’t hold back for a second, so he roared.

The enchantment played a role at this time, isolating most of the sounds, and not allowing people outside the room to feel the movement in the room.

“How is this going?”

There was chaos in Jing Ming’s brain, and he felt a huge grinding disc grinding his soul in his brain.

“what!”

The roar did not stop.

As time passed, the pain in the soul became more intense, and the three-hook jade in Jing Ming’s right eye turned quickly, and it was already in a line.

Since Jing Ming’s journey, he has not experienced pain, bones and flesh, and soul tears.

But no pain has been more than today.

This pain has been deep into the soul, and the more it hurts, the more sober.

Jing Ming felt that his soul was absorbed by a Uzumaki, constantly grinding and processing.

And the source of all this is Rinnegan in his left eye socket.

Rinnegan exudes a weird luster, and the ripples seem to have life, fluctuating rhythmically.

Power is not without a price, Jing Ming has tasted the pain now.

Too much power needs corresponding ability to possess.

Jing Ming’s soul power is too huge, but it is very complicated, not reaching the level of condensing that Kage-level should have.

Rinnegan not only needs a strong body, but also a qualified soul to control it.

If one of the requirements is not met, Rinnegan will not really wake up.

The reason why Jing Ming is currently suffering from great pain is not because of the lack of soul, but because his body is eroding Rinnegan.

If you look closely, you will find that Rinnegan in Jing Ming’s left eye socket is gradually changing.

A circle of scarlet color is emerging from all around Rinnegan, flowing very slowly to the entire Rinnegan.

As time passed by, Jing Ming experienced unimaginable pain in the barrier, and everything was peaceful outside the barrier.

The next morning.

The hotel attendant knocked on Jing Ming’s door.

“Sir, do you need me to come in and clean it?”

No one responded in the room.

The waiter retracted his knocking hand and walked back quietly.

The guest should still be resting.

After another half day, the waiter came to Jing Ming’s door again and knocked gently.

“Sir, are you in the room?”

I asked a few times, but no one responded.

The waiter’s face is a little weird, nothing will happen, right?

She hesitated again and again, then gently opened the door.

“Sir, you…ah!”

The waiter looked at Jing Ming who fell on the ground with horror.

“Sir, are you okay?”

The waiter hurried forward, but was blocked by a layer of pale green.

“What is this?”

The waiter knocked on the barrier, feeling that the matter was beyond her professional scope, she turned and ran to the door, ready to call someone.

At this moment, the people on the ground trembled suddenly.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A blood-red Rinnegan burst into a crimson light, and the bloody light instantly enveloped the entire room.

At the door of the room, the waiter seemed to stay still, motionless.

“Blood, I want blood!”

Jing Ming looked at the waiter infatuatedly, and stepped closer.