The Great Cultivator Comes to Konoha

Yan Hao pushed Kai, who was still a little fascinated, into the home of the Fourth Hokage, and placed him beside the dining table. After yawning and stretching, he slowly came to the kitchen.

Then suddenly a green light came out of his left hand, and then he formed a seal with one hand and quickly pressed his hand on a white rice cooker not far away.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Hao's usually lazy eyes suddenly became sharp, and his momentum gradually began to rise slowly.

As Yan Hao's breath rose, the surrounding air began to tremble slightly, forming a small cyclone when Yan Hao placed the rice bowl on his hand.

"open"

With a low roar, Yan Hao quickly opened the lid of the pot, and hot steam surged out from it like a tsunami, and then quickly turned into a thick mist next to the pot.

嗡

Suddenly, a beam of light suddenly emitted from the pot, and the green to golden light instantly lit up the roof, forming a small vision in this middle-class family.

The light of this vision made Kaidu, who was sitting at the dining table in a state of confusion, subconsciously turned his head to look in this direction, and the cloudy eyes of his eyes began to gradually become clearer.

Unfortunately, the vision did not last long, and began to dissipate after a few seconds.

Yan Hao smiled slightly when he saw this, and then put Twilight into the pot to satisfy him.

A steaming pot of white rice.

"Cuckoo"

"What are you complaining about? It's already winter, why are you pigeons still doing sit-ups here?"

Yan Hao turned to look at a few pigeons that came from nowhere, rolled his eyes at them, then slowly put the lid on the pot, opened the refrigerator and took out the prepared ingredients.

"Cuckoo"

Those pigeons continued to chirp dissatisfiedly, as if they were readers who had been forgotten by some unscrupulous person.

"Okay, okay, stop cooing." Yan Hao rolled his eyes at them. After placing the ingredients for lunch on the kitchen board, he slowly walked over and placed them next to an inconspicuous corner, and then placed a piece that seemed to be burnt black. The rice cooker was pulled out.

Then he tapped the lid lightly a few times, and then the electrical appliance that seemed to be about to expire made a gentle buzzing sound, and the lid of the pot slowly clicked automatically.

"rise."

Yan Hao thought lazily, and then he lightly hooked his fingers and three pills as big as glass beads flew out.

I saw the pill emitting a faint medicinal fragrance in the air, a faint light emanating from the lines on the surface of the pill, and a mist like fairy air began to coil around the pill.

If there are serious practitioners in this ninja world, they may be amazed by this elixir, and then brag about it like nonsense, and finally throw it into thousands of worlds and call it the words under the keyboard of a certain Internet writer.

However, Yan Hao didn't bother to look at this top-quality elixir that could be used to describe hundreds of words. He just waved his hand and fed this elixir that could be admired by thousands of people like jelly beans to the three unknown creatures squatting by the window. In front of the pigeons.

"Cuckoo"

The three pigeons screamed happily a few times, and then the pigeon swallowed its own elixir in one gulp.

"Alright, you've eaten the jelly beans. You guys should fly away to avoid making this place a mess."

Yan Hao waved his hand and said, casually covering the rice cooker that seemed to be burned black, and then focused on the ingredients he just took out again.

"Cuckoo"

The three pigeons seemed to understand Yan Hao's words. They lowered their heads slightly as if to express their gratitude, then spread their wings and flew quickly towards the river.

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At this time, Kurama was walking towards Minato's house while rubbing his still sore belly. He was holding a few packs of snacks he bought from the human store in his hands and began to mutter some trivial matters in his mouth.

Today he once again refreshed his understanding of his cheap master. He was also completely sure that this guy was definitely not like those humans, but the same as Xiao Baimao secretly complained.

Yan Hao is not a human being.

Of course, Ninth Lama knew more about Yan Hao's abnormal strength than Kakashi, but after receiving his weird healing punch, Ninth Lama was even more speechless at Yan Hao's bad taste.

What kind of lunatic goes back to study a skill that can treat people by beating them, even if he has mastered this skill?

Jiu Lama probably did it because an old man who had lived for more than ten thousand years could spare that kind of effort.

"Cuckoo"

And while the Nine Lamas were complaining silently, three pigeons flew over his head at an alarming speed, and the pigeons seemed to be making happy bird calls.

"What are these three stupid birds doing? What's going on with this wonderful power of nature?"

Jiu Lama stopped his steps, raised his head and curiously observed the pigeons that had started to move away.

"Forget it, never mind, it's probably that guy's fault again."

Jiu Lama shook his head and stopped thinking about what Yan Hao might do.

He just looked down at his snacks, opened a bag of potato chips, started eating, and continued walking to his temporary residence for the past few years.

"Hey, little fox, come back."

And just when Jiu Lama quickly destroyed the potato chips in his hand and arrived at the door of Minato's house, he saw Yan Hao walking out of the house with a new white rice cooker in his hand.

When the Nine Lamas saw this, they immediately stopped and looked up at Yan Hao, who had just come out of the house. Then he looked at the rice cooker in his hand, and his eyelids suddenly started to twitch for some unknown reason.

"You are here to burn electrical appliances again."

Jiulama stared at the brand new electrical appliance and asked subconsciously.

"By burning electrical appliances like this, you are trying to refine elixirs."

The corner of Yan Hao's mouth twitched subconsciously, and then he explained a little unhappily.

"Although I don't know what alchemy is all about, I feel like it's not like you."

Jiulama Hui asked, and then watched Yan Hao carrying the boiler to a telephone pole on the road.

"Haha, you're right if you don't feel right."

Yan Hao gave a helpless sneer, and then took out a stick of hemp rope and some white slips of paper with strange runes on them from his wide sleeves.

"Are you sure this is alchemy? It looks like a seal no matter how you look at it."

Seeing Yan Hao tie the hemp rope around the rice cooker, and then insert the white notes on the rope, he couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Yan Hao didn't pay much attention to this, he just snorted angrily, and then said with a helpless and self-conscious tone:

"Do you think I want to do this? If that bastard hadn't messed up the plan, I would have gone out to refine these elixirs."

"This is the reason why you beat Xiao Bai Mao violently for two weeks."

Jiulama looked at Yan Hao who was busy under the telephone pole and asked doubtfully.

"That's not the case. I don't have a petty attitude either. I am trying to solidify the foundation for his group. There is something wrong with his cultivation in this world. You didn't see that boy's weak body. He fell down after taking a few punches. If his physique is If he continues to use his magic eyes, he probably won’t live past thirty.”

Yan Hao pasted the last note on the rice cooker, patted his pants, stood up and explained:

"Originally I just wanted to start with the innocent guy, and I was messing around with the guy who planned it, so I had to plan in advance and start with him."

"Hey, I feel like you're just making excuses for your bad taste."

Jiulama glanced at Yan Hao, recalling the blow he received today, and then couldn't help but twitching his mouth.

"Haha, of course it's for sure to satisfy some fetishes. After all, I have spent thousands of years beating people here. It would be a pity not to use it."

Yan Hao turned his head and replied with a smile, then gave a slight kick, and then the electrical appliance behind him, which was tied with hemp rope and covered with notes, instantly rose into the air.

"..."

The corner of Jiulama's mouth twitched and he didn't know how to reply. He just looked helplessly at the shameless man in front of him, then silently sighed for Kakashi, and finally carefully pushed back a few steps.

He had already seen Yan Hao's so-called alchemy method several times, so he knew what was going to happen next. After all, he didn't want to make his hair explode again because of Yan Hao's "mistake".

Yan Hao didn't pay attention to Jiulama's little actions, but turned his head and focused his attention on the empty rice cooker again, his eyes suddenly became serious.

Yan Hao then quickly made seals with one hand and began to recite the law silently in his mouth. Then he raised his hand and pointed at the telephone pole directly above him, then took a deep breath, and finally slid his finger down quickly and shouted loudly.

"Called"

Following Yan Hao's hand seals and spells, a terrifying electric light gathered on the top of the telephone pole, and a small dark cloud quickly gathered to write. Then, Yan Hao gave an order, and the electric light instantly followed Yan Hao. Hao hit the electrical appliance floating in the air with his fingers.

Crackling, thunder and lightning instantly engulfed the boiler, and the dazzling light made Nine Lama subconsciously cover his eyes with his hands.

bang bang

Then a small explosion sounded, and the note attached to the boiler was activated by the electric light. After another burst of red light, hot flames instantly burst out, engulfing the rice cooker that was originally wrapped by lightning.

After seeing this scene, Yan Hao quickly took out nine pieces of paper from his sleeves, and then after quickly chanting an incomprehensible spell, he pointed the paper in his hand towards the fireball that had already burned into the air. Throw away the boiler.

After the note was thrown, it was not swallowed up by the fireball. Instead, it formed a small circle like a fireball and surrounded it as if it had its own consciousness.

Then beams of light of different elements shot out from the paper, and then wrapped in a beam of light on the rice cooker that was already surrounded by fire and electricity.

Jiulama stood not far away and couldn't help but be a little speechless. Although this was not the first time he saw Yan Hao refining alchemy, he couldn't help but sigh at Yan Hao's terror and strength every time he saw it.

Because he could feel the powerful natural force inside, that kind of terrifying energy could instantly make him, the strongest tailed beast in the ninja world, feel terrified, and Yan Hao seemed to be controlling it easily.

And just when the Nine Lama became Yan Hao's crowd and silently shouted 666 for him, he saw him twitching a yellow note from his sleeve, and then slapped it towards the colorful man. Shoot the light ball away.

"Old Li, come down quickly and help me pick up the elixir ticket."