"What does Ten Tails look like?"

Hashirama's puzzled voice sounded from the secluded secret room.

Seeing Madara lost in thought, he gave an example, "A little bit cooler than the Nine-Tailed Beast?"

Madara squinted at the piled tail beasts behind him, and remembered the appearance of Ten Tails in his mind. It had nothing to do with being cool, and it could even be said to be completely different from any creature in the Ninja world.

It is most appropriate to use Lu Sheng's complaint.

"It's a strange species."

Hashirama's eyes flickered crazily, and he raised his hand and gestured, "Is it a combination of nine-tailed beasts?"

"When I try to succeed, you will see its true content, cooler than you think." Madara followed his words and said seriously.

"Why not in the village, the village can provide all the resources you want."

"The village can't give me want to be quiet."

Madara softly explained to Hashirama, who was in high spirits.

"Yes." Hashirama regained his composure. "The village is getting bigger and bigger, and Tobirama's research rooms have moved to the edge. Fusion of tail beasts is not an ordinary experiment."

"Then what help is needed, the village will do its best to satisfy you, after all, this is the fruit of our ideals."

Madara was stunned for a moment. For a moment, she wanted to tell him the truth, but finally reason defeated her impulse.

Surprises that have been planned for a long time cannot be revealed in advance in any case.

"My departure will inevitably cause an uproar in the Ninja World and help me conceal the truth."

Madara's faint voice echoed in the empty secret room.

"Do you want it from Tobirama?"

"What do you say?"

Hashirama was glared, pacing with his hand against his chin, lost in thought, "Well, then, I think about how to make excuses."

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and he turned around and looked at Uchiha Madara carefully, "Just say that you were on the moon and found other planets where life might exist, so you went to explore."

This excuse sounds incredible, but after careful consideration, there are traces to follow, and it can be connected with the previous events.

Madara nodded hesitantly. Although it wasn't a perfect reason, it was enough to stop others.

Who told him to fly.

——

The elites who followed the daimyo and the leaders of the villages to Konoha completely ignited their curiosity in the first hidden village of the Ninja World.

People who wanted to visit the various departments were in an endless stream, but they were all admonished by Konoha's ninjas, and they had no choice but to return.

But there are two places where Konoha can't refuse at all.

Ninja School and Konoha Hospital.

One is related to the education of the children in the future, and the other is related to the health of the general public. Only a number of places can be arranged to visit every day.

Tobirama finally escaped from the daimyo who had been entangled all day, and it was not long before he returned to the ninja school to be cleansed, and he was disturbed by ninjas from all over.

He tirelessly chose to take a holiday in the end.

Only the teachers and teaching materials are left. Those who want to visit can experience one day of teaching at the Ninja School for free, which will definitely benefit you a lot.

——

The distance between the newly constructed Hayi Clan Land and the Uchiha Clan Land is not very far.

Yui Mao, who was not in class, took advantage of the dawn and easily climbed over a few walls and came to the Uchiha clan.

The short-haired girl standing in front of the Yan Tuan fan, gently patted her palms to disperse the floating ash from her fingertips, and walked briskly to the street where Lu Sheng's and Zhili's were located.

Early in the morning on the Uchiha family training ground, the birds hidden on the branches opened their beaks and uttered a sweet scream, poking their heads to look at the humans not far away.

Mao helped the scabbard around his waist and stepped forward and reached out and nodded. The sleepy-eyed boy said, "According to what I just said, Lu Sheng is the referee."

"okay."

Lu Sheng, who was dragged by his mother-in-law to play the card in the middle of the night, nodded as he felt the touch of the clothes on his chest.

Zhili shook the purple ponytail behind her head, and touched her chest with the index finger of her right hand. He smiled and said, "Swordsmanship training like before?"

"certainly!"

Mao instantly held her finger, and replied with a bold battle spirit in his eyes.

The two drew a distance on the training ground, and the sound of the blade pulling out the scabbard awakened the birds in the forest.

The sound of flying birds' wings sounded the horn of battle, and Lu Sheng waved his arms in response.

The gust of wind blew up, disturbing the early dew on the grass.

The splashing dewdrops reflected clearly, and the blade of the blade appeared cold.

Mao gripped the hilt of the knife in her hand and didn't dare to take it lightly. She knew Zhiri's strength.

The cold light cut through the cold air, and the ear-splitting buzzing sound rang in the air, shaking out a bright fire light.

The long sword and the Short Sword diametrically opposed each other, and the white blade of the blade was swung in the daylight, bursting with dazzling cold light.

Mao felt the blood flowing in his body, as his body temperature was rising steadily, his movements of swinging the knife and dodge more and more quickly.

The double hook jade that turned in Zhili's eyes ignited her fighting fire even more.

"Ah!"

The front of the forehead was short with a sprinkling of crystals, and he gripped the handle of the knife in his hand. Because of excessive force, the slender fingers made the blue veins on the back of his hand swell up and look hideous.

The snow-white long knife tore the air, engulfing the neighing wind and thunder, and slashed towards Zhili, who was holding the Short Sword.

The purple hair hanging around her ears interfered with Zhili's vision. She looked at the familiar sword light in front of her, and exhaled the foul air in her chest.

This is the result of Mao’s application of the wind and thunder attributes of Chakra to Shinobi in two years under her guidance.

She ran the Short Sword calmly, and Sharingan had already told her where the flaw was.

The moment the blade touched, the visible wind and thunder suddenly changed, and the jumping arc was suddenly straightened into a beam of light by the strong wind.

Lei Guang eroded the blade, and the dazzling cracks were moving towards the blade step by step.

Zhiri instantly turned his thunderous wrist and changed it according to the new flaws Sharingan had observed, discarding the shattered Short Sword.

The wrist was suddenly locked tightly, causing the Chakra in Mao's body to stagnate for a short time, and the thunder light on the long sword fluctuated with it.

Zhili's smiling eyes were ten times sharper than the blade, making her heart beat slightly.

A burst of pain deep into the meridians forced her to loosen her clenched fingers, and the long knife fell straight into the grass.

After a while, Mao found that he was already lying on the training ground, the long knife beside his cheek was still shaking slightly.

"You shamelessly use illusion."

She frowned and looked up at the two smiling faces, with a hint of unwillingness in her voice.

"The physique of the Yuyi clan has been clearly shown to you." Lu Sheng looked helplessly at the girl lying on the grass and couldn't get up, "Be careful of the cold and catching cold."

"Yes?"

Mao sat up with his upper body and turned his face to the side, looking at the purple-haired girl who was puzzled and nodded in agreement.

I don’t know if she agrees, the former or the latter?

Taking advantage of their unawareness, they suddenly stretched out their arms and grabbed their arms.

In an exclamation, the three fell together on the grass, and after some frolicking, they looked up at the sky that was becoming brighter.

"It seems that I'm not here at the right time."

The fire core holding the envelope came from a distance, overlooking the trio resting on the grass.

Lu Sheng pinched the weeds around his eyes, slandering in his heart, no, you came just in time.

Huo Nuo sat beside them, opened the envelope in his hand, took out three tickets from it and handed them to them.

"This is the ticket for the auction, but you need to keep it carefully. Now it's priceless in the village."

"How many taels can I sell?" Mao asked with a bright light in his eyes, "During training just now, I accidentally chopped up Chiri's Shinobi."

Zhili silently held her right hand, implying that she didn't need to worry about it at all. With her and Lu Sheng's family, hundreds of Ninja swords like this could be forged.

"There are still many high-quality ores in the clan, so don't worry about the endurance." Huohecai comforted the business wizard in front of him.

"But this belongs to the Uchiha clan."

"There are many Yuyi clan too!"

"I see!"

"When is the auction?"

"tomorrow."

Huo Core slowly stood up, answered Lu Sheng's question, and immediately fled from the place that raised his blood pressure.

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