People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

The cat rolled her pupils distraught again, and stared at the dark blue tree branches around her neck with the light from the corner of her eyes.

She could feel this weird tree, quickly absorbing Chakra, which was scarce in her body, and as her body continued to overdraw, the memory hidden by the years began to wake up.

Memories thousands of years ago became clear. She remembered that there was also a person who had such a Wood Style.

It's Ashura from Sage of Six Paths.

They have witnessed the battle between him and Indra.

Being half asleep and half awake in the old man's body can be said to be their most worry-free time.

The strength is constantly passing, but the hearing has not diminished at all.

She heard the wind roaring.

The wind pressure that had been carved into the depths of the soul struck again, blowing the blue flame pattern on her body, fluctuating irregularly in the hurricane.

The cat's eye, which was dozens of times larger than the tiger's eye, had a gray-hearted gaze, and his body began to tremble unconsciously, waiting for the darkness to come.

Will it eventually disappear in the ninja world for decades?

The wind became clearer and clearer, and she had already accepted the trial in her heart.

"boom!"

The strong shock waves of the earth made her open her eyes, and the blue demon god stood steadily in front of her.

The stalwart figure blocked the sunlight, and the dense shadow made Erwei's pupils continue to dilate, clearly seeing the scene inside the prism.

The two men in crimson suits were looking at each other with a smile at the corners of their mouths, making her whimper in grief.

Does it make you so happy to see the tail beast making a fool of yourself?

The scene that happened in the prism next made her feel even more uneasy, shaking her head frantically to get out of the cage.

The man with the fan on his back jumped out first and walked towards her along the layers of wooden armor.

The sound of the impact of the nails gradually ceased, Hashirama stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked, and pierced the tree branches on the ground: "The wood style transformed by the sacred tree has a completely different feel from the previous one!"

Madara turned Sharingan and could clearly see the extremely tiny tree patterns on the surface of the branches, which were indeed exactly the same as those on the body of Ten Tails.

"Save a little, the quantity is limited after all."

Hashirama stroked the surface of the tree branches carefully, a texture comparable to metal came into his mind, making him reluctantly turn his head to Madara, and said with a smile: "This technique is called the cutting technique."

"It's a random name." Madara squinted the angry big cat, making her quiet instantly, "The potted plant you gave me is dying. Remember to use Wood Style to rescue it when you return to the village."

Erwei suddenly felt a little wronged, and she was imprisoned here, and she was ruthlessly ignored by the two.

"Is it necessary to treat it so solemnly. A tail beast with only two tails?"

An angry female voice rang behind Hashirama. He turned around and scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "Using a new technique, it is inevitable that you can't control the strength the first time."

The first time I used it on her, Erwei turned his face sadly and stared at the horizon, as if only Yunxia could heal her inner pain.

The moment she turned her head, the ninjas coming from far away were like rain, densely distributed in this small basin.

Many people squatted down and touched the brown soil, feeling the blow that contained their Chakra.

"This is our strength."

A low mutter sounded in the crowd, triggering a strong resonance. Many people looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

"This is a miracle!"

The ninja from Kirigakure opened his eyes wide and staggered towards the demon god standing on the ground.

The long hair hanging around his ears and Maro eyebrows on his forehead indicated his identity.

It is a ninja of the Taketori clan.

"It turns out that the Hyuga clan did not deceive us. Konohagakure really has a miracle."

In the crowd, he immediately noticed the wrong ghost lantern Huan Yue, and the ninja who directed Kirigakure around looked at him and sighed helplessly. These violent madmen should not be taken out of the village.

"The Uzumaki clan is ready to seal."

Madara felt dense footsteps behind her, followed by Hai Wei's voice.

Hashirama nodded at him.

Madara skillfully raised her right hand and grabbed the handle of the fan, injecting Chakra into it, and the wind suddenly appeared, blowing the steel jungle.

The roots of the tree branches were connected to the ground, making an unbearable cracking sound, and small stones and smoke passed over Erwei mercilessly.

After the loud bang, the steel jungle was uprooted by the violent gale and it fell to a place not far away.

The jingle bell rang throughout the basin, focusing on everyone's eyes, looking at the Uzumaki clan standing in the front.

The red hair of the logo fluttered without wind, and the chains launched from them were bursting with golden light and rattling in the air.

Together.

Ten Dao.

Hundreds of times.

The long golden dragons gathered together and bound the two tails lying on the ground firmly, and the iron chain entangled her into a golden cocoon.

Hashirama turned around with satisfaction, met everyone's gaze, and slowly raised his arm to aim at the sun.

The shadow of his fingers covered his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the palm of his hand. The voice resounded through the entire battlefield along with the fist he shook, "Tailed beasts are now sealed!"

The cheers burst into the crowd like thunder and drums.

Standing in a remote place, Lu Sheng, looking at the upward arc of Madara's mouth, muttered to the white-haired man with a bad face next to him, "You can consider Hokage's copywriting in the future and let the teacher take care of it alone."

Tobirama watched the noisy crowd, squeezed his fists, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a soft voice behind him.

"Ms. Tobirama, can I draw a picture for you?"

He turned his eyes to look at the young girl from the Pommel Horse family, who clenched his fist to his chest, and looked uneasy. The unhappiness in his heart also disappeared, "Of course."

The girl happily took out the scroll from the ninja bag and skillfully unlocked the seal. Holding the palette, she raised the paintbrush to Tobirama and drew it on the drawing board.

"awesome."

Lu Sheng approached quietly, sighing in a low voice at the vivid scene on the canvas.

"It's not as exaggerated as Lu Sheng-kun said, many people in our clan are better than me."

The outline of the brush stopped, and the girl from the Kurama family explained with blinking eyes.

"A lot of people?"

Lu Sheng walked aside quietly, no longer disturbing the girl who was serious about painting.

After the Kuruma clan joined Konoha, he heard a comparison of their clan's abilities in the fire core.

The Uchiha clan triggers illusion through vision, and they use the ability of blood inheritance to make people's senses and gods fall into illusion without knowing it.

Fortunately, she is not called Yakumo, otherwise he started to worry that Tobirama might fall into the Tsukuyomi world belonging to the Kurama family.

The painting was completed in a short time, and Tobirama took the scroll from the girl's hand and looked at himself in the painting with satisfaction.

The girl saw that Tobirama's eyes flashed with what she wanted. After saying goodbye to them with a long smile and a long sigh of relief, the girl walked happily toward where they were in Chiri.

Tobirama put the painting away and looked at the direction of the girl. He didn't expect Tao Hua to be so attractive, leaving him with only the male group headed by Lu Sheng.

"Ms. Tobirama, did you notice a word just now."

"What word?"

"A lot of people."

Lu Sheng's answer Tobirama was stunned for a moment, and his gaze moved along the direction of his fingers. Most of the ninjas present surrounded the towering demon god.

"One picture draws thirty thousand taels. They should be happy to record this scene."

"It should be fifty thousand taels!" Tobirama counted the number of people with bright eyes, "Here are all elite ninjas, not bad for money! So many people don't know how much wealth to add to the village."

"Remember to split reasonably with the people of the pommel horse clan."

Lu Sheng opened Sharingan in the crowd, looking for the location of the head of the Kurama clan.

After getting the exact location, Tobirama instantly disappeared where he was, and he didn't know Chai Migui if he was not in charge, and such a large extra fortune could not slip away from him anyway.

"Forehead..."

Hiruzen stared at the disappearing teacher in a daze.

Lu Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take a photo with Sasuke-sama! I'll wait until tomorrow if I'm late."

Sarutobi Hiruzen glanced at the bright yellow sky, grabbed the dazed Danzo as if waking up from a dream, and ran towards the crowd.

Danzo felt pain in his wrist, but it didn't matter.

At this moment, his thoughts are as disorganized as the hair on his forehead: fifty thousand taels for a painting? Why not grab the money.

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