People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 112 Konoha Landing on the Moon No.1

"Are you going?"

Standing by the door, Fukasaku looked at the guests from the ninja world reluctantly. After all, in the history of Mt.

Lu Sheng packed his bags and stood beside Madara, looking at the morning of Miaomu Mountain full of energy, took a deep breath, and secretly thought in his heart that he deserves to be one of the three great cultivation fairy lands.

He suspects that the lotus leaves can grow so tall and strong, it must be the rich natural energy in the air that is at work.

"Tick."

The crystal dew dragged a long stream of water running through the leaf veins, and the green grass slowly falling to the ground made a clear sound.

Madara's voice also sounded at this moment. He looked down at the place on his arm where the toad oil was smeared yesterday, and rarely explained: "I have experienced the chakra of natural energy mixed in the body when Hashirama turned on the fairy mode, and the fairy art The training can be over."

Fukasaku nodded understandingly, asking God is easier than sending God away, since they are leaving, he will not force them to stay.

He rubbed the black stick in his hand unsatisfactorily, reminiscing about the feeling of yesterday.

Beating Uchiha Madara violently with a stick added a glorious deed to his long years, which is one of the top-secret information that can scare the young offspring when necessary.

He glanced at his wife who was making breakfast in the room, quietly took out a yellowed blueprint from the cloak and lowered his voice: "The next destination is Ryuto Cave and Wetbone Forest? If it's Wetbone Forest, it's not worth noting." , Slug Immortal is easy to talk, if you go to Longdi Cave, you must pay attention to those annoying snakes."

Uchiha Madara glanced at the map handed over, shook his head and signaled no need.

Fukasaku who was rejected looked at the map frozen in the air and fell into confusion. Wasn't their goal the wet bone forest when they first met?

"cough!"

Lu Sheng, who had witnessed all this, put his hand on his chin and coughed lightly, and when he saw Fukasaku's eyes looking at him, he pointed to the sky with his finger.

Fukasaku's gaze followed the boy's fingers over the eaves and looked towards the sky. The autumn sun, which had just risen from the horizon, was blooming with soft light.

After rolling up the map, he understood what Madara meant, and their next stop was the moon.

He recalled the crystal ball live broadcast in his mind, they all saw the scattered Juwei and Otsuki brothers.

Looking back at the calm man in front of him, he asked curiously, "How did you get to that place without the spells of the Sages of the Six Paths?"

Lu Sheng pursed his wet lips, and was about to say the answer but was preempted by the teacher beside him.

"Susanoh."

The bright sun shines on Madara's body just right, shining the corners of his upturned mouth, and his always serious face gives people a gentle feeling at this moment.

Lu Sheng stabilized the scroll on his body, waved to Fukasaku who was standing there, and turned to follow the figure who had already set off.

"The child's father, have you finished talking?"

The smoke curling from the roof was blown away by the wind and melted into the sky. Shima, who was holding a spoon in the kitchen, stood on a stool and asked with his head raised outside.

Walking into the room, he placed the black stick on the table, and said to the open wooden door, "They have already left."

"Is that so." Shima jumped off the stool and stood beside him, "Well, that guy Uchiha Madara is not as cold as in the legend, he seems to be quite a nice person."

Fukasaku looked at the steaming breakfast on the dining table, felt his belly ready to move, and agreed: "Human beings who can accept Mt. Myogi's cuisine should be good people."

"Boom!"

The pain from hitting his head with a spoon made Fukasaku, who was feasting, stop what he was doing, and looked at his wife with aggrieved eyes. He didn't know what he did wrong.

The handle of the Zhima spoon in the apron tapped the palm of his hand, and the inadvertent movement revealed the anxiety in his heart: "Don't bother eating, they haven't told me why they left. If it's a cooking problem, I will improve it."

"Gollum!"

Knowing that this was the reason, Fukasaku swallowed the delicacy in his mouth with peace of mind, brewed in his heart a little, and slowly talked about everything that happened after they arrived at Mt. Myogi.

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The trip to Mt. Miaomu was full of strange things for Lu Sheng. After soaking in the hot spring, he was lying on the soft tatami mat in the hostel, stretching his body and looking at the ceiling, spreading his thoughts.

The unexpected live broadcast of the Great Toad Immortal can be said to have directly shattered Heijue's plan to unilaterally use the stone tablet to deceive Indra, allowing him to tamper with loneliness on the stone tablet.

And Madara's so-called learning fairy art.

and many more.

Lu Sheng carefully recalled the previous conversation with Madara in his mind. He never talked about studying from the beginning to the end. No wonder he mentioned Hashirama when he was talking to Fukasaku.

I just don’t know if he has learned to use natural energy. If he has learned the sage mode, he can confirm whether the sage of the Six Paths is the same size as the ten-tailed Susanoo.

Lu Sheng got up from the tatami and walked barefoot on the smooth wooden boards. He came to the window and supported the window sill with his hands, overlooking the world full of fireworks.

He couldn't help looking at the backpack as he heard the noise, and sighed at the place where the seasonings were stored, feeling a sense of security in his heart.

"Hula."

The sound of the wooden door being pulled caught his attention, and he looked curiously at Madara who had returned from the town.

"Are you going to write a letter?"

Lu Sheng looked at the man sitting on the cushion and laying the paper neatly on the table in surprise.

Madara just glanced at him lightly and didn't speak, stretched out his arm to let him back a little and not lean too close, calmly picked up the pen from the pen holder and wrote seriously.

Lu Shengjing, who took the cushion from the side, looked at the content on the paper, couldn't help laughing, was stared at by angry eyes, shrank his neck and obediently turned into a puppet.

Madara held up the completed letter, nodded in satisfaction at the still undried handwriting, and said proudly: "Can the wooden man in Hashirama go to heaven?"

Lu Sheng replied cooperatively, "No."

"Has anyone from the Thousand Hands Clan ever been to the moon?"

"No."

"Has anyone ever been to the moon in this era?"

"Probably not."

Lu Sheng's three consecutive denials made Madara very useful, and he suddenly stood up and walked around the room, saying enthusiastically: "Uchiha has surpassed Senshou by far in this regard, and this letter also has the same effect. Everyone in Konoha Village knows that the Uchiha clan has gone to the moon."

"That's amazing." Lu Sheng pretended to be very excited, "Then teacher, have you thought about what to do if you encounter a meteorite?"

"Slash it with one sword."

"But from the naked eye, the moon is full of bumps, and I haven't seen the descendants of Hamura."

This question made Madara fall into contemplation. If he can't find them, how will he prove the content in the crystal ball, he hesitated: "When Hamura arrived on the moon, it must have been barren. If there is no surface, it should be living inside. .”

"if."

He interrupted the disciple who wanted to pour cold water on himself, stared into Lu Sheng's eyes, and said first: "If you can't find them, just split the moon with your sword."

(End of this chapter)