Hiruzen of Konoha is my father

"Hahahaha, you performed well today, little Longlong, let that guy from Dilu remember that there are people out there, and don't think that the world is as big as the Temple of Fire all day long." The host praised with his mouth wide open and missing a few teeth. Looking at Long, Long was so frightened that he looked around quickly. If someone heard this and didn't know, they would think that he was hurting Dilu in order to show more face in front of the host.

"Host, don't say this again. You are the host and they ignore you, but they have already rejected me. If they hear what you say again, can I continue to hang out in the Fire Temple?" Long said in a low voice. The voice spoke to the host, reminding the host who kept making troubles that today's showdown was also because the old bald man was idle and the Temple of Fire was too quiet. Why not hold a competition for the strongest young monks, and the winner would get to be alone with the host. It was a precious opportunity to talk. If this dead bald guy hadn't threatened Long, saying that if he didn't go, there would only be tofu in the meals. Who would participate in such a troublesome thing? He is annoyed by this hairless bald guy now.

"What did you say? Did I say something?" The host looked back at Long with an innocent face, and walked into the Zen room where Long had been teaching him for the past few years with a speechless face. Long thought he was bald. I planned to talk some truth to myself and give some life experience as a reward to the winner. This was not the first time. When Long Du had already sat down, he realized that the host had opened another secret door without knowing when. motioning for Long to follow.

"I'm going back today." "Yeah." "It's good to go back, it's good to go back. I haven't been back for several years, so it's good to go back and have a look." Long and the host chatted while going down the dark stairs until they came to a In front of the wooden door that clearly shows the traces of time.

Long watched the host push the wooden door with difficulty. He would not be surprised if the wooden door collapsed because it could not withstand the torture of the host. Listening to the constant creaking sound, the door leaf suspected that it had been corroded and unusable. Bar.

"Long, what I'm going to show you now is why the Fire Temple chose you, an outsider to learn the secrets of the Fire Temple's magic." The host opened the wooden door. It was so dark inside that it was impossible to see clearly, but When the host lit the surrounding torches and the jumping firelight illuminated the only items placed in the room, Long's eyes widened instantly.

"This is not from that room..." Long looked at the familiar Buddha statue in front of him, with the same posture and exactly the same face. If the golden light on the surface hadn't flashed from time to time, he would have thought it was the same statue as the one above. It's the same Buddha statue.

"When you see him, it means that you are the person chosen by the Buddha statue. Although people outside don't know it, the monks of our generation know very well that it was passed down from generation to generation in the Temple of Fire. "The host said with his small eyes open and looking at Long who was still looking at the Buddha statue at the door.

"When the bell inside the Buddha statue rings, it means that the descendants of the Temple of Fire have arrived." After the host said this, Long immediately became confused. Isn't that room always placed there? Anyone can go in and take it. If you stand up and shake, you will be the descendant of the Temple of Fire? That's too much nonsense, right?

"Haha, you must be very strange, why is it that everyone can do such a thing as picking up a bell and shaking it, why is it you who became the successor of the Temple of Fire?" The host looked at Long Yi and you thought I was a child. He smiled, turned to face the Golden Buddha, bowed respectfully, picked up the rusty bell lying on one side, and shook his arm lightly.

"Have you seen it? Are you still clear now?" The host looked at Long who was staring at his still shaking arm, holding the bell high and shaking it vigorously. However, Long looked at the bell, no matter how hard he tried, Listen, he still didn't hear the crisp sound of the bell.

"The bell must be rusty, so it can't make any sound." Long Qiang smiled, walked past the host and took away the bell. He smiled and talked to the host while shaking his arm.

"Dingling" Long froze, looking at the bell in his hand in disbelief, and shook it gently again

The sound of "ding the bell" is still crisp and sweet as if it has not been eroded by time. Just like the bells on the bell are just decorations, the bell is still new. If Long Gang hadn't witnessed the host shaking it vigorously in front of him Bell, he suspected that all this was just a scam, a scam specifically designed to target him, the son of the Sandaime Hokage.

"The first generation of Buddhist sculptors created two Buddha statues, one placed here and one placed on the ground. However, the original monks only found this one, but never the one on the ground. However, until you came, we were still looking for that Buddha statue, but when you rang the bell, we knew we had found it." The host took the bell off Long's hand, looked at it carefully, and spoke again He placed it at the beginning and bowed respectfully again.

"Although our Fire Temple is not a big power, it is still a temple that can survive the Warring States Period. Although it was not called this name before, the inheritance has never been broken." The host seemed to be very proud and stood up. In my chest, I miss the original strength of the Fire Temple. In the whole world, which country’s temple has the status of the Fire Temple.

"Now that you are leaving, we will not keep you. We have handed over the inheritance of the Temple of Fire to you, and it makes no sense to keep you here. Besides, you have more important things to do now. And our only role is to be your backing, Sarutobi Long, to support you in this world and to complete the instructions left by our ancestors."

Long walked out of the basement a little numbly, and the host did not come out with him. Long was left to slowly accept what had just happened. If Zhongxuan and the others hadn't stopped Long, he would have been unconscious even after he walked out of the Fire Temple.

"Master, it's time to go. The temple has already told us that we can leave," Zhongxuan reminded Long, and Long nodded, looking at a certain place where he suddenly lost consciousness, and then slowly walked over.

"Captain!" "Shh, let's take a look at the situation first." Zhongxuan looked at Long, who seemed to be under an illusion, and asked everyone to follow him quietly. Long's speed and movements did not change at all along the way, just like a machine, so Zhongxuan They were even more determined that Long was already under someone's control, but in order to find out who cast the illusion, they never took action.

It wasn't until Long suddenly stopped at a place and looked at a room quietly that they began to carefully observe this room that looked quite old. However, no matter whether it was inside or outside the house, they found nothing strange anywhere. There were traces of them, and the strangest thing was that all the monks around seemed to be missing. None of the usually bald heads could be seen at this time.

At this time, Long, who had stopped, moved again, pushed open the closed wooden door, and sat motionless in front of a pile of wooden Buddha statues. He lowered his head and looked at a bell covered with rust on the ground. Even Zhongxuan waved his hand in front of him for a few times without any response.

Just when Zhongxuan was about to unlock the ninjutsu, Long suddenly picked up the bell and shook it gently. The sweet sound of the bell was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, but everyone looked at it strangely. This bell seems to doubt that this bell that is damaged inside can still make a sound.

"Let's go." Long seemed to suddenly wake up again at this moment, smiled at Zhongxuan, and took the lead out of the door. "Master, what did you just say?" "I was teasing you. You were sneaking around and thinking I was being controlled, right? You were waving your hands in front of me. You underestimated me. What do you think? Do I look like that? He's an ascetic monk." "You look so much like him that I want to hit you." "Then do it... Don't just make noises and do nothing..."

The crowd's voices gradually faded away, and the Anbu who were lagging behind at this time looked at the situation in the room warily. Well, there was a bell and a group of statues, nothing unusual. However, when he closed the wooden door and darkness filled the room again, a smiling brass Buddha statue appeared there again as if it had been there from the beginning, quietly accompanying the group of wooden Buddha statues. Inside, the slightly opened eyes seemed to be telling something.