People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 63 Arriving at the scene of the crime (three in one)

The sound of the end of summer constantly echoed in the forest, perhaps because of the environment, mainly because of the shrill cicadas, which were constantly disturbing the dense forest of the Kingdom of Fire.

The sound wave's attack could not disturb Lu Sheng's thoughts, he sped up and jumped in the forest, and asked the figure leading the way, "Where is my carriage?"

The boy's doubts were quickly drowned out by the wind.

Lu Sheng increased his speed again, came to his side and repeated again very seriously: "Where is the carriage we brought out from the village?"

Jumping in the forest, the short hair on the front of the forehead fluttered towards the ear, and the Madara expression with a clean face said calmly: "In the Yuyi clan."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at him slightly sideways, and continued: "With this little distance, you shouldn't be tired."

Lu Sheng, who was being questioned, was a little anxious, and excitedly stretched out his right hand to touch the scroll behind him, ready to swing it up and give it to him, but luckily reason prevailed: "I haven't enjoyed the feeling of galloping a horse yet!"

Madara, who slowed down, looked at his height carefully, and gestured with his arms open, as if to say: With your small body, I will wait for you for a few years.

Lu Sheng, who was hit, silently put his fingers behind his back, and made a friendly gesture to him from another world.

"Where are you going next?"

Madara stepped on the branches, jumped from a high place and fell to the ground, walked on the grass and replied, "Yuno Country."

"The country of hot springs enjoys a high reputation in the ninja world." Lu Sheng stabilized the swaying scroll behind him and walked beside him, saying happily, "This is a good experience."

Listening to the boy's imagination, Madara's face was a little strange, but he just nodded and said nothing.

Rikusho, resting his arm with his wrist resting on the ninja sword, remembered the change of Mao's chakra nature, and the wind and thunder can perfectly fit the ninja sword.

The dazzling thunder seems to be vividly visible.

The lethality has been greatly enhanced, but after all, it is a small fight, no matter how sharp the blade is, no one will really stab Susano.

It seems that there really are, and there are more than one, Lu Sheng searched for memories and thought to himself.

Standing on the dead tree in the middle of the road, Lu Sheng looked at the lush dense forest curiously. Logically speaking, when walking in the forest, there should be raptors such as jackals, tigers and leopards, so that he can test whether the short knife at his waist is sharp.

Soon his wish was granted.

The air in the forest gradually became humid, and the cold breath was drawn into the lungs to dissipate the heat in the body. The river that crossed the bushes and was shaded by trees was choppy, and waves beat against the shore one after another.

Madara, who was looking at the map with one foot on the rock, glanced at him.

Without opening his mouth, Lu Sheng knew what he was going to say.

With a flash of knife light, there was a "squeak" sound from the place where the tree was broken, and it crashed towards the ground.

Lu Sheng plucked off the branches on the trunk with a blank expression, and put the longest stick aside, waiting for Madara to point out the direction to go.

"This way."

Long trees like stones were kicked into the river by Madara, and the sinking trees fell on the river, causing flying waves.

The two stood firmly on the tree trunk, drifting slowly on the turbulent river, while Lu Sheng controlled the direction of progress with a long pole in his hand.

In ancient times, Bodhidharma crossed the river with a reed, and now Uchiha crosses the sea with a tree.

The clear river water ripples under the sliding of the wooden pole, and the ripples slowly spread towards the distance, disturbing the curious fish and shrimp.

Don't even think about running away when you come.

This is the purpose of Uchiha, and it is Lu Sheng's creed.

Before he could take any action, he saw detonating symbols all over the sky.

The number of detonating talismans flying in the air made him dumbfounded, and the sparks ignited on the surface of the talismans, emitting a strong smell of gunpowder made him even more frightened.

Don't let him be the first Uchiha who died from frying fish, what he worried about didn't happen.

The burning detonating talisman floated on the surface of the river, and after a burst of dazzling fire flashed, a deafening explosion sounded around him.

The rising river water was like a dragon dancing towards the sky, the water splashed in all directions, and it was the first river rain in the Ninja World.

Huge water mist filled the sky, Lu Sheng stopped and stroked the water droplets on his hair, his pupils narrowed slightly and looked at the gorgeous rainbow hanging high above his head.

An accidental fish fry caused a natural change.

Creatures like ninjas are really unthinkable, Lu Sheng, who gripped the wooden pole tightly, sighed in his heart.

"Teacher! What should we do with so many fish?" Lu Sheng raised his wooden pole to beat the big fish with its belly upturned on the river, and asked forward.

Taking out the steel wire and Senbon's Madara from the ninja bag, he replied without turning his head, "This is a local product from the Fire Country for Uchiha of the Tang Country."

Qianben entangled the steel wire and pierced the big fish's body, dragging it across the river with the current, everything was happy, only Lu Sheng suffered alone.

Fortunately, Madara only selected one of the largest river fish among the fish, and under Lu Sheng's paddle, rushed along the estuary to the country of soup.

The Land of Soup and the Land of Fire are bordered by each other. Where does the landlocked country get the sea?

Lu Sheng is also very curious about this, but thinking about it, it is not surprising that there is an ocean in the Land of Rain.

Landing on the land, Lu Sheng looked at the end of the sky, the hanging sky and the sea were closely connected, no matter how strong the wind and waves were, they could not change their mutual colors.

It's like carrying Uchiha Madara who has become a salted fish after being soaked in sea water and refuses to separate.

"Are you ready?" Madara on the coast gave Lu Sheng a solemn look.

"not yet!"

Before Lu Sheng finished speaking, he was carried by Uchiha Madara's shadow avatar on his body, and went away towards the destination.

Lu Sheng, who saw Uchiha Madara at full speed for the first time, listened to the roaring wind in his ears, and pulled off the collar that was blown by the strong wind, and the neckline felt much better now.

"A huge chakra is moving towards us in the southeast." In a small building that is very common in the ninja world, the ninja who is maintaining the barrier of perception opened his eyes and said to his teammates, "This huge chakra Chakra"

"Captain, tell me!"

The young teammates maintained their seals, anxiously looking at the well-informed captain and urged.

"The Chakra amount is nothing, the key is." The captain signaled them not to forget to maintain the stability of the enchantment, and continued, "The speed is much faster than the leader of the Yeyue clan."

There was a sudden gasp in the room, and the quiet atmosphere instantly fell into dead silence.

They are ninjas who directly belong to the daimyo of the land of thunder, and they have met many ninja leaders in the ninja world with the daimyo, so they know what this sentence means.

To the southeast is the Land of Fire, and the speed is even faster than the leader of the Yeyue clan.

Uzumaki Ashina and Hagoromo Jun can be excluded, so only Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama are left.

It is impossible for Qianshou Zhujian to act alone in Muye Yin Village, and the only person who is related to this stronghold and will act alone.

The name is already on everyone's mind.

They looked at each other in shock, seeing what they were thinking in their eyes.

The result of the guess is shocking, but it is the most reasonable explanation. This time, it will be Uchiha Madara who came to deliver supplies to the Uchiha clan.

The arrival of a heavyweight made the people who had been silent for a long time start to stir.

In the plotting room, the figure that quietly appeared made them very encouraged, and they were so excited that they wanted to shout out, but the remaining rationality made them quiet.

It's the Great Elder.

That guy Kuan really followed the plan and successfully persuaded him. Now the success rate of the plan they prepared will be greatly improved, and it will be just around the corner for their family to escape from this cage.

The Great Elder sat on the head seat, raised his long eyebrows, and the scar running through his cheek followed the movement of his facial muscles, looking ferociously at the excited crowd.

"Brother, patriarch, I don't agree with this plan." The words of the old man who caressed the stone chair made the atmosphere condense. He moved his old face and continued with a clear smile, "But why would I appear here?"

"When we were imprisoned by the daimyo of the country of thunder, I persuaded him to resist, but he let us fall into the dark forever for the sake of the overall situation, and even the descendants could not see the sunshine outside for generations. I have always hated myself, if at that time If I were brave enough to stand up, the reality would be completely different."

The violently fluctuating voice brought them to a time they had never seen before, and the old man with his head down was full of resentment.

Emotions began to ferment just right, causing everyone in the room to grit their teeth and hate angrily.

He hates the Uchiha who is in charge of the guards, so that they cannot leave this place where the ghost will never see the sun.

Hate the chief culprit who plunged them into darkness, the Thunder Country Daimyo.

Hate the patriarch's weakness at that time.

"Wu, your information is very good!"

Looking at the face that was [-]% similar to the patriarch, the man whose name was named lowered his head and said modestly: "This is what every member of the Blood Pool clan should do."

"Time is on our side!" Concentrating on the strength in his palm, he slammed the stone chair into pieces. The old man stood up and faced their fanatical gaze, "Let's go to the underground world to find someone who will pursue the light with us."

The heat wave in the room surged towards the surroundings, and the scorching breath ignited the flame of freedom that had been dormant for decades, burning violently in everyone's body.

"The blood pool family embraced the light again today, and none of those who have persecuted us can run away! Are you ready for the revenge from the darkness?" The grey-haired old man stood in the crowd and roared hoarsely. All the resentment that had been hidden in my heart for decades was vented.

The warm blood that had been frozen for many years began to rush freely in his blood vessels, washing over his already decayed body, and the surging surging sound awakened his dormant battle memories.

His sluggish brain has also become flexible, and he has to draft specific battle plans and retreat plans.

The plan drawn up by this group of young juniors almost made him laugh out loud.

The turbid eyes were shining brightly, and he controlled his palm to tear them to pieces. Just this pediatric thing still wants to defeat the elite Uchiha outside?It was just a daydream.

It only took one morning for the undercurrent to turn into a shocking wave, the magnitude of which was staggering.

The long scroll unfolded on the ground, and the dazzling names were covered with bloody handprints, and each bloody fingerprint represented a clansman who wanted to embrace the light.

"How many of them have blood dragon eyes?" The scarred old man sitting on the chair asked calmly while sipping tea.

"Seventy percent!" Wrapping up the scroll, he pointed to the familiar name in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Enough is enough!"

The old man who drank the tea met his eager eyes and carefully put the teacup away. Tea is a luxury item in the underground world and should not be discarded casually.

Standing up neatly, he took the scroll with his own hands, carried it on his shoulder and said, "Go to the patriarch."

The old man walked out of the room with steady steps, walking on the familiar stone roads. Many of the roads were built by him, and he felt a little bit sad that he would leave here soon.

Now the world on the surface is daytime, and the bonfires in the underground world are brightly lit, and the firelight illuminates this dark world like daytime.

Kuan, who was following the old man, stared at the scroll on his shoulder that moved with the movement of his body, and raised his head not to look at the clansmen who came out of the house.

The footsteps behind him became more and more dense.

The fiery breath exhaled from the mouths of the crowd slowly flowed forward, and he could imagine the flames in their eyes, because his flame of longing for freedom had never been extinguished.

The gathered crowd is like black blood, flowing on the intricate roads, rushing to the heart of the underground world together.

The patriarch's room.

The old man on crutches was already in the aisle, waiting for them to come under the support of the crowd. His long eyebrows covered his eyes and his aging face, and his calm face seemed to be integrated with the stone chair.

As if the world had been paused, people with different expressions looked at each other across the air.

"Brother!" The old man carrying the scroll took the lead to break the silence, and took a heavy step. The swaying flames pulled his figure, his uncertain face was full of determination, "Today, the blood pool clan will see the light again. !"

The air was always quiet and no one dared to intervene, and they could only compare their emotions through the roughness of their breathing.

The crutch hit the ground vigorously, and in response, the old man on the stone chair opened his white eyebrows and said coldly: "Totsuya, you still recognize me as an elder brother, turn around and leave immediately!"

"Even if I agree, it doesn't agree!"

The scroll slammed heavily towards the ground and stood on the ground. The great elder named Tetsuya refused to give in at all.

The patriarch's eyes narrowed, and he knew the names of the people on the scroll very well.

When Kuan came to him, he already knew that this action would be unstoppable. How could a person who can persist in eavesdropping for so long be dismissed by his own few words.

So he has been closely monitoring them, wanting to know how many people in the underground world hold the same idea as them.

After all, the human heart cannot be suppressed.

The bright orange flames shone on the unfolded scroll, and densely packed names appeared in front of everyone.

"Is this what you rely on?" The patriarch yelled sharply while clenching his cane tightly, the veins bulging on the back of his hand were like withered tree roots entrenched on the dry ground.

"This is what the people want!" Che also tightened the scroll and walked forward quickly, stood in front of him and opened the scroll, staring at his eyes firmly and paused every word.

"I only saw the list of deaths." The patriarch just raised his crutches and pointed at the scroll, saying mercilessly.

"My stupid brother!" Toruya snatched the crutch pointing at the scroll and broke it forcefully, "I will not make the mistake I made decades ago again today!"

Discussions began to appear in the silent crowd, and most of the people who had witnessed that incident were gone. Their vague memories made them unaware that at that time their clan was surrounded by elites from the major clans of the Land of Thunder, but the young A generation agrees with what the Great Elder said.

If you miss today, you will regret it forever!

The noisy voice poured into the patriarch's ears like a curse, and he drooped his long eyebrows weakly, and sighed helplessly as he looked at the crowd illuminated by the fire.

"The patriarch is already in a daze, and he can no longer shoulder such a heavy burden." Che also lightly threw the broken scepter on the ground, and said to Kuan beside him, "Prepare more people and take good care of the former patriarch, lest He was influenced by a dull brain to do stupid things."

"It's the patriarch!"

The young Uchiha howled, blowing up the entire stronghold.

Uchiha Madara, who was carrying the salted fish on his back, looked at the surrounding situation indifferently, and there was no change in the same way.

"boom!"

The smoke from the shadow clone dissipated, and Lu Sheng, who had just taken the Uchiha Express, lay on the ground in embarrassment, enduring the tumbling in his stomach.

If you let him describe the experience just now.

That's one word.

fast.

It was almost to the point where he didn't want to move anymore.

The excited crowd had rushed up and surrounded them airtightly. Lu Shengqiang, who was enjoying the treatment of the stars and the moon, stood up, holding his uncomfortable stomach and pretending to greet them indifferently.

Madara's disciple.

They all know it.

But their attention was not on Lu Sheng, but on the big fish behind Madara, its scales dripping with water glistened in the sunlight, its huge size made them feel itchy, and today they can enjoy their food.

After giving them the big fish, Uchiha Madara patted the non-existent dust on his shoulders, as if this would dispel the smell of salted fish on his body.

He signaled Lu Sheng to come forward and asked him to hand over the scroll to himself.

Under everyone's attention, Madara spread the scroll on the ground, crossed the blank front half with his fingers, and injected the chakra in his hand into the black sealing formula.

Thick smoke enveloped everyone present.

On the window sill of the small building on the side, the ninja who has changed shifts and maintained the barrier is lying on his stomach. Looking at the arrogant Uchiha in the past, he still has such a fanatical side. Thinking of the unnatural contact with them, he couldn't help curling his lips.

I wanted to see the same demeanor as myself from my teammates, but found that they were all excited.

Can't help but sigh in my heart: Isn't it Uchiha Madara?

The smoke was gradually blown away by the wind, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to freeze time inadvertently swept across his face, making his soul tremble involuntarily.

Just one look makes him unable to move, is this Uchiha Madara?
Lu Sheng put away the scroll, looking in surprise at the word 'nine' in the final sealing formula on the scroll.

Good guy.

Go out of a village and bring Kyuubi out.

Pulling it back secretly, Lu Sheng hurriedly put away the whole rolled noodles, and dared to carry three Nine-Tails on his back and ran from the Land of Fire to the Land of Tang.

The first iron box in front of everyone was opened.

It is not a throwing weapon, nor is it a detonating talisman, a soldier food pill, or other ninja paraphernalia.

The crowd came to a standstill, and Lu Sheng, who was carrying the scroll, stood beside Madara and looked at Konoha's forehead.

The silver forehead that glows with daylight lies quietly at the bottom of the box, and the abstracted leaves are shining with silver light and flowing secretly.

Madara randomly took one from it and held it in the palm of his hand.

Lu Sheng naturally asked everyone to stand up and not be so scattered.

He weighed the forehead guards in his hands, estimating their weight.

The weight is neither bitter nor heavy, but the meaning is heavy, and it is distributed to everyone in the footsteps of Jinma.

The bright light sprinkled on their foreheads, adding a touch of color to the silver leaves.

The rest of the boxes were moved away by the happy crowd, leaving only the iron box containing the family books.

Under the attention of everyone, Madara handed the key to Lu Sheng, and went to the room to wash off the smell of the ocean.

The black key was held in Lu Sheng's hand, and it was inserted straight into the keyhole carved with patterns around it.

The onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at the turning of the key. The crisp sound of the lock cylinder colliding was the most beautiful sound they heard in summer.

A letter from the family was distributed to everyone smoothly. Looking at their joy from the bottom of their hearts, Lu Sheng, who was standing by the box, felt that this bit of luck was nothing.

The undistributed letters at the bottom of the box made him a little worried. The clansman stationed on the other side of the canyon might be late.

An earth-shattering loud noise resounded from the canyon, and the violent shock wave swept across the ground and spread to the surroundings, and the dusty smoke filled the sky like a mushroom cloud.

"That's Hell Valley!" Uchiha, who opened the family letter just now, the joy on his face instantly turned gloomy, looking at the direction of the explosion.

Some Uchihas who reacted fast enough have already put on ninja armor and prepared knives, and greeted the crowd: "The blood pool clan launched a riot!"

The ninjas who have passed through the war-torn era have not generally high combat literacy. Many people have already returned to the fighting state and are close to them.

Someone in the crowd shouted that they must wear ninja armor, otherwise they would withdraw from the battle sequence.

In view of the abilities of the Xuezhichi clan, one cannot be too careful. After all, the blood longan with high pupil power can compete with Sangouyu's Sharingan.

The crowd who started out glanced at the room where the patriarch entered just now. With him there, there is no pressure on any battlefield. To be honest, it must be meeting that man.

Now that they have formed an alliance to form Hidden Village, they have nothing to fear in the ninja world.

Sitting on the iron box, Lu Sheng turned his neck, watching the clansmen who left in an instant, and muttered in his heart: so many Sharingan attacks at the same time, I don’t know if they can bear it if they want to riot.

The sun seemed to be getting stronger, and he hurriedly dragged the box to the eaves to enjoy a moment of shade.

He really couldn't understand the thoughts of a certain Chino in the later generations. It was the daimyo of the country of thunder that made you imprisoned here, so why would you want to take revenge on Konoha.

Make an excuse to compete with Sharingan, right?

Fortunately, the younger brother who looks like Quanna has become mature.

Otherwise, you can directly open the full body of Susano, and then match it with a Kagudo life, so that you can know what real despair is.

Leaning on the scroll, Lu Sheng's thoughts began to diverge, imagining that he opened the kaleidoscope, and opened the appearance of Susanoo in Hell Valley, killing all directions.

The sound of the door opening interrupted his dream, and Madara, who had changed into casual clothes, wiped his silky hair, and said to the boy's gaze, "You can go too."

"?"

Lu Sheng, who was carrying the scroll slung across his body, was a little dazed, looking at the canyon that exploded one after another in the distance, there must be many blood pools participating in this commotion.

"You can use the three nine-tails as you please."

The understatement in Ban's mouth made Lu Sheng helplessly spread his palms and looked at him in confusion: "But my pupils are not strong enough."

"Didn't I give it to you at Nanhe Shrine last time?"

Lu Sheng rolled his eyes and muttered in his heart: Is there any?

Looking at his fluffy hair, he replied hesitantly based on his feeling: "It seems that there is such a thing."

　Ps: "Thank you Uchiha Bookworm" for your support.

　　
　
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