Naruto: The Strongest Onmyoji

"Um, okay. I see."

Closing her eyes, Qingming cut off the conversation with her brother Tiaotiao in her mind.

Through the moonlight, Seimei, whose face was bloodless, was frowning. News just came from the Onmyo Residence that Hatake Sakumo was dead.

Three days later, Brother Tiaotiao and Hongye will bring the body over when Qingming calls them.

The night of the full moon is the best time to hold the Taishan Fujun Festival.

"Sacrifice, damn Minato, why are your hands so fast!"

Cursing secretly, Qingming gathered his mood and prepared to return to his tent. He thought about the reason for leaving the camp these days to find a suitable scapegoat.

...

...

Two nights later.

Qingming was practicing alone in the woods on the edge of the camp.

boom!boom!

There was a lot of noise.

The blue talisman in his hand has become a murderous weapon. It is not much weaker than the shuriken, or even worse.

The surging spiritual power passes through the two fingers and condenses into white, blue or black talisman paper at the fingertips.

Then, it shot out instantly.

The spirit-talking technique, which was originally a bit unfamiliar, has now been mastered by Qingming.

bang bang bang...

The spiritual power in his body was gradually exhausted, and Qingming's clothes were already soaked, but he didn't care at all and just continued practicing calmly.

Hatake Sakumo has talked about his shortcomings before.

There is too little spiritual power.

Therefore, what he is doing now is simply to consume all the energy in his body and then slowly recover it, so as to increase his total spiritual power.

It is the spring of Konoha's 40th year.

In two years' time, the Third Ninja War is about to begin.

Once the war breaks out, no one can escape from this huge whirlpool and can only passively participate.

Even the shadows are no exception.

The contract seal from the previous ANBU assessment, this technique left a particularly deep impression on Seimei.

The Uzumaki clan is worthy of being a sealing family that has inherited the body of a sage.

It can actually seal the connection between Shikigami and Onmyoji.

If the third battle breaks out by then, no one can guarantee that Seimei will not encounter similar bastard ninjutsu again, but at this time, he really pretended to be incompetent and was beaten instead.

Therefore, Qingming's current strength is far from enough and needs to be strengthened.

In addition, for the sake of the shikigami behind him.

This is the world of ninjas, but shikigami need to survive here and need a suitable living space. The profession of onmyoji also needs to reappear.

The glory of Onmyoji needs to be awakened.

"Spelling Spirit Technique·One Style."

Standing in the open space three feet away, Qingming flashed the blue talisman in his hand, and the sound of cracking through the air was instantly remembered, with a strong aura, and it was instantly nailed to the tree trunk in the distance.

"Pfft."

There was a violent tearing sound, and the blue spell penetrated the tree trunk and struck the stone behind.

Snap, snap, snap....

A burst of applause suddenly sounded.

In the dark corner behind Qingming, a pair of snake-like pupils suddenly opened, and suddenly, a faint coldness began to spread.

Whoosh.

Qingming didn't look back at this at all.

holding talisman

Cursed, he gently raised the talisman on his fingertips.

On his hand, a blue-white light appeared instantly. This was not an onmyoji, it was just a manifestation of spiritual power, just like the chakra floating on the weapon.

"The spirit of words and the talisman are extinguished."

The next moment, Qingming threw the talisman in his hand towards the direction of the sound, and then exploded with a bang.

It was so dense that the surrounding ground exploded.It looked as if the surrounding land was torn apart by this blow.

"It seems you are not in a good mood right now."

Someone's voice sounded.

Before the spell exploded, there was a bang in front of Seimei, a burst of white smoke appeared, and then Orochimaru appeared with a smile on his face.

"I don't think anyone likes the feeling of being spied on by others."

Qingming replied directly without thinking.

"Yeah, it seems you still have a lot to learn."

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing I forgot to tell you during the day. News came from Konoha today that Mr. White Fang of the Hatake family died. The cause of death was suicide due to fear of crime."

The snake-like eyes stared at Qingming tightly, with a devouring coldness flowing from the eyes.

For a moment, the aura of the quasi-shadow level exploded, causing the body of the person in front of him to creak, and even the wheelchair under him began to shake.

However, at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the space.

Suddenly, an absolute coldness floated out.

Offset Orochimaru's murderous intent.

In the blink of an eye, Orochimaru felt as if he was locked by the God of Death. If he dared to move, he would die immediately.

"Lord Orochimaru is really in a good mood. Did you stay up all night just to tell me this?"

Seimei raised his eyebrows, his expression immediately returned to calm, and he looked at Orochimaru like a normal person.

Indifferent expression, nonchalant style.

If Orochimaru hadn't investigated the relationship between Hatake Sakumo and Seimei before, he would have really thought that the two of them were strangers now.

"It's nothing, it's just that the kid Kakashi seems to be very sad now. Don't you need to go take a look?"

Orochimaru took a deep breath, retracted his hands in front of him, and began to raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"No need. After all, some things need to be faced by oneself. No matter what others do, they can't help him."

After thinking about it for a while, Seimei still rejected Orochimaru's proposal.

His top priority now is to leave here quickly and find any mission. As long as he can leave here, he can perform the Taishanfu King Festival and resurrect Hatake Sakumo.

Therefore, Kakashi's matter is not a concern at all.

Seeing Seimei doing this, Orochimaru was silent for a moment, and then asked in a hoarse voice.

"From the first time I met you, I felt that you were something special. Now that you are so calm after hearing the news of Sakumo's death, what are you planning?"

Orochimaru asked coldly, squinting his eyes.

"I said I wanted to be Hokage, do you believe me?"

Regarding Orochimaru's question, Seimei blurted it out without even thinking about it.

"Qingmingjun, this joke is not funny."

"I never joke."

With that said, Qingming pushed his newly made wheelchair and started to walk towards his tent in the camp.

In mid-air, the dark cracks were closing.

"One more thing, it's best not to play this trick next time. I can't guarantee that the white wolf's arrow won't be shot next time."

Turning his head, Qingming left here with a serious look.