Konoha's Frozen Vortex

Chapter 6 Vortex Ancestral Hall

One month later, a training ground in Wuchao Village.

Xuehui practiced the sealing technique as usual. Today, it was the turn of the King Kong blockade. The snow-white chains were tossed around on the training ground, and there were still some tribesmen watching.

This is not for any other reason, but Xuehui’s ice seal is much higher in viewing than ordinary sealing techniques. At first, everyone was curious, but gradually it became similar to watching a performance. That’s the case. After all, the current entertainment content is too scarce. Adults and children without tasks don’t know what to do in their free time except for cultivation. Xuehui has become such a place to kill time by mistake.

Moreover, as the weather gets hotter, Xuehui with its own snow is becoming more and more popular.

“Little Master Xuehui, the patriarch said that the time to go to the ancestral hall is about to come, so you can start to prepare now.”

The professional microphone vortex iron is here again.

“Okay! I’m going now! Thank you Uncle Tie.”

Whirlpool Xuehui skillfully retracted the four ice chains that had stretched out, got up and returned to the house with Whirlpool Iron, leaving a piece of rubble.

“That, little master, even if the body of our vortex clan is strong, your training like this crazy…”

On the way, Vortex Iron hesitated to reveal his concern.

“Don’t worry, Uncle Tie, I know where my limits are. I have a sense of measure.” Wuxi Xuehui pointed to her head, smiling and thanking Wuxi Tie for his awkward care.

“Besides, the people like it too, don’t they?”

“Oh, all right.” Vortex Iron gave up persuading.

The next day, under the leadership of the vortex Ashana, Xuehui and the other two vortex elders, vortex Ashina and vortex Cangnam, came outside the ancestral hall.

After a few words with the patrolling clansmen, a group of four people entered this ordinary-looking ancestral hall.

The house is not very big, and there are no fancy decorations. “Ordinary” is Xuehui’s first impression of the ancestral hall.

Going over the fence and pushing open the creaking wooden door, Xuehui was attracted by the layout inside.

What catches the eye is a huge wall for display. On the wall, there are rows of different weird masks. In front of this wall, there is a table. The sacrificial supplies placed on it explain its effect.

After the vortex Ashina presided over and completed a series of traditional sacrifices, he said to Xuehui:

“Okay, now you can take a look here. The mask on it can also be touched, but it cannot be taken out of here. The three of us old guys are waiting for you at the door, don’t worry, you can stay as long as you want today. How long. But these masks have nothing to look at.”

“I see, thank you grandpa and the two elders.” Xuehui realized that this was the time taken by the three old people, and hurriedly bowed to thank them. The two elders smiled and said that there was nothing wrong.

The next time was Xuehui’s free time, I saw that he was not in a hurry to get in front of the mask, but first carefully observed the layout of the entire ancestral hall.

“It seems that this place has been established for a long time, and I always feel that there is a faint strange feeling here.” Xue Hui was inexplicably uncomfortable, and patted his cheek lightly to keep himself awake.

“Let’s take a look at the mask. It’s the first time I have seen so many masks. Let me think about it. The mask that Oshamaru wears seems to have two horns and a piercing smile on his face. White mask?”

Xuehui stepped over the table and approached the wall with the mask, searching for them one by one.

To his surprise, he found the Death God mask easily.

Carefully stretched out his hand to try to touch it, and found that he didn’t feel anything unusual, it seemed to be an ordinary mask that was no different from other masks, and Xue Hui boldly took it in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the right hand holding the mask, and I felt that the palm of my hand was somehow cut by the mask. The blood flowed passively to the edge of the mask and slowly flowed to the hollowed-out mouth.

“Boom!”

A burst of white smoke exploded, and Xue Hui disappeared here with the mask.

“What’s the matter! What about the Xuehui people?” The whirlpool Ashina and the others who were waiting outside heard the sudden abnormal noise, and they immediately discovered that Xuehui’s Chakra had disappeared. They hurriedly walked in and found this ancestral hall. There was no one in it, and Xue Hui was no longer visible.

“Second elder, have you found anything?” The voice of the great elder Whirlpool Ashina also became a little anxious.

Whirlpool Cangnam shook his head, and after carefully checking the number of masks on one side, he still didn’t find any useful clues: “No, the masks on the wall are neatly placed. You can easily find any one missing. I just I also counted it again. There are no fewer masks. It should be due to other reasons.”

Then, the two elders looked at Patriarch Whirlpool Ashina.

Saw the whirlpool Ashina looked at the masks that had been passed down for a long time and fell into contemplation, as if thinking of something, and then felt the gazes of the two elders focusing on him, and had to speak calmly:

“I found nothing.”

Seeing that the two elders looked like this, the whirlpool Ashina hesitantly continued to add: “But…”

“but?”

“I can’t be sure now. This is the end of the matter. Let the guards temporarily lock down the ancestral hall. If Xuehui is as I thought, he will be back here soon.”

Whirlpool Ashina did not reveal all his guesses, but gave such a somewhat puzzling order.

But other people couldn’t think of any other plans, so they had to follow suit.

As patriarchs and elders, the three elderly people are naturally very busy. After instructing related matters, they shook their heads and slowly left the ancestral hall with concerns about the future of Xuehui and the Maelstrom family.

…

In an unknown dim space.

“It hurts!”

Xuehui was suddenly and forcibly teleported here with a flat sand and falling wild goose behind her ass.

Xuehui, who was touching his butt, stood up quickly, watching the surroundings with vigilant eyes.

But he found that his vision was limited to a small area.

The reason is–

It is a regular pentagon that surrounds Xuehui on the five sides in the center, huge amounts of iron gate.

In other words, Rashomon.

That’s right, after seeing these five giant gates, Xuehui easily recognized the five-layer Rasho gate with very obvious characteristics.

The two horns with heavy iron pendants, the two iron gates formed by the hideous faces and the terrifying huge mouths.

“Even if I understand that these are Rashomon, I still don’t know how to leave here?” Xuehui looked at the bare ground in the range, and said helplessly with his hips akimbo.

“Wow!” To Xuehui’s surprise, as if responding to what he just said, from the point of Rashomon, each stretched out a thick chain and shot straight at Xuehui from five directions. At the same time, it locked any space he could avoid.