Hokage's Unlimited Copy

The renovation of the space lasted for more than a year.

The most core spiritual space has also changed.

It's like changing from a blank piece of paper to an oil painting handed down from generation to generation.

The sky was blue with clouds and mist floating, and the Miyamoto family raised their heads with smiles.

The eyes fell, and the lush greenery was endless, and the land was filled with flowers, plants and trees of various colors.

Green is the main color, but there are also red, yellow, blue, purple, white, black and other colors, which look like a colorful palette when viewed from a high altitude.

In the middle of the forest, there is a vast lake surrounded by milky white water vapor. Being in it seems to have entered the kingdom of gods.

Miyamoto is particularly satisfied with this, not only the kindness is like water, the weak is better than the strong, but also the instinctive desire of natural creatures for the source of life.

"It's kind of like the land of water." Hinata said quietly.

Miyamoto's face froze for a moment, and he smiled and replied that we should modify it slowly.

He is neither a pure ninja nor a Japanese. In fact, what he yearns for more is a world of immortals. If he has the opportunity, he must go to Shushan to make troubles.

The center of the Great Lake is an island, but this island is obviously unusual.

The island seems to be supported by the roots of an incomparably huge tree. This tree surpasses all plants and is like a green tower in the spiritual space.

The branches of the trees are prosperous, but they don't hold up an umbrella shape, but close to the trunk, showing a strange spiraling posture.

The strangest thing is that the branches of the trees are covered with fruits, and the green fruits are all one meter in diameter, trembling slightly in the breeze.

It looks bright and ready to drip, but it has not yet reached maturity.

Hong turned around and looked at the big tree and nodded. Naturally, such a design does not want to block the sun. (bhdh) At the same time, the spiral structure also has a special meaning, so this tree is like a weapon inserted by the gods in the lake.

"Actually, I think fan-shaped trees are better." Temari muttered looking at the trees.

Shirahoshi nodded, but she figured it would be better for the tree to lie in the water.

Miyamoto's eyes fell on the island, the ring around the roots of the trees.

Pure white exquisite loft, green lawn where you can ride a horse, a garden composed of various flowers and shrubs, and a super large swimming pool for free swimming.

There are colorful cobblestone paths, various fruit trees along the roadside, and golden wheat fields and green vegetable fields in the distance.

Miyamoto breathed the fragrance of flowers and plants, the smile on his face was very warm and intoxicated.

Although he has experienced three worlds, the one place he can really call home is Konoha, and now there is a space that belongs entirely to him and his wives.

From now on, this will be the headquarters of Miyamoto Hinata and others. For them with the ability of Shadow Clone, the outside world is actually of little significance.

Looking up, Miyamoto looked at the big tree on the island again, the fruit on it was indeed not yet ripe.

"There is still a soul missing, shall we create one?" Hong looked over at this time.

Temari also looked at Miyamoto's eagerness to try. The big trees on the island are not an ordinary arrangement, and they have a very important meaning.

Miyamoto frowned.

"I can create another Yinmeng, but I don't think it's enough." He said to the women seriously.

Hinata thought for a while and nodded, she understood the meaning of the man, there is always regret in an imperfect work, let alone the manufacture from body to soul.

The island where Miyamoto's family stands looks like a tree that looks like a weapon of the gods. It is just such a plant that can hatch life.

Most of the knowledge they gained in the Shinigami world is used on this tree, and as long as there is a soul, the fruit of this tree will quickly mature and fall down.

To have a new body again, the attribute can be human or Shinigami.

In fact, this place is also prepared for Miyamoto and the others. If something happens to them one day, even the remaining souls can be repaired here.

Yes, the tree can also mend and even create for the soul.

It's just that Miyamoto is hesitant, after all, it is to create a real life, not the cannon fodder needed by some evil bosses in the story.

Hinata looked at the man's warm smile and nodded. She didn't want the created life to be a defective product. They hoped that the created life had enough potential and wisdom.

What they need is a life race that can accompany the family in the long future.

Miyamoto looked a little emotional. In fact, he had a feeling of treating his children in his heart. If the life he created was not perfect, he would be very sad.

"Okay, let's prepare lunch and see where we can modify." Hong clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

The wheat has been ripe for a long time, and they use ninjutsu to hustle, grind and ferment, and soon make all kinds of delicious pasta.

Miyamoto is very satisfied. The wife pancakes he often eats are made by his wives.

Over the years, the food at home has been similar to what he remembered. Relatively speaking, the food in the three worlds he traveled through can only be said to be so-so.

After taking a bite of the red bean paste bun, Miyamoto was filled with emotion, and after taking a bite of the fried noodles, the taste was still familiar.

He looked at the girl waiting for Hong, and jumped out his thumb without hesitation.

The women were happy. .