Dancer of Konoha

"That's right. It's just the root. It's very resilient."

Yan Yan looked at the audience with satisfaction. Like wheat being cut down, the root ninjas fell one after another, but none of them completely lost consciousness.

The murderous aura slowly dissipated, and Nuo Da's training department was filled with the sound of gasping and retching.

Everyone looked at the child in white clothes on the high platform in fear, with his ferocious scarlet blood eyes scanning the surroundings. That was...

"The real evil spirit..."

Everyone couldn't help but have such words in their hearts.

The remaining jonin, who was slightly stronger, tremblingly released his palms from his thighs, leaving blood marks on each trouser leg. Under the mask, he was full of horror.

Many of these jounin were elites who had participated in the Third Ninja War, but they had never seen anyone with such terrifying murderous intent.

The previous flames of dissatisfaction were all extinguished now, like a torch in the severe cold of winter, not even a spark dared to light up again.

"I didn't care what happened in the past, but from now on I have the final say here, and my words are the bottom line!"

Stepping on the railing of the high platform, amid the exclamations of everyone in the audience, Yanyan took a step forward, stood in the air, and said in a serious voice:

"I am not attached to the beauty of life, nor am I afraid of the pain of death."

"I don't care how powerful the enemy in front of me is, nor do I envy my robe under the sun."

"The blade is my punishment, the kunai is my protection."

"My faith comes from blood and killing, and my strength turns into rage and death."

"Even if I fall, I will have no regrets. The pure land is on the left, and the roots are on the right."

"I swear, unless you step on my body, you will never go any further!"

The dark red blood bloomed and spread throughout the space, repeating the whisper over and over again, like the temptation of the devil in hell, bewitching everyone's mind.

Everyone in the audience looked up in awe, and began to murmur along with Yan Yan.

"Even if I fall, I will have no regrets. The pure land is on the left, and the roots are on the right..."

A crack in an unknown part of the body gradually opened, bright light filled the whole body, and the humming whisper gradually turned into a roar that could break through the world.

The blood in his heart that had been cold for a long time seemed to be equipped with an engine, roaring, and his dead and indifferent eyes also glowed like never before.

Seeing the roars of all the genin and young chuunin in front of them, the colors of the root jounin under the masks changed.

In just one moment, the flames destroyed their nearly ten years of hard work. In just one moment, this evil spirit destroyed Danzo Darao's roots!

"As expected of Lord Yanyan..."

Xiang Ling stared at the flames roaring with everyone in confusion.

Yasha stroked his mask, and under the mask, two streaks of tears fell.

"Prajna, it would be great if Master Yanyan could show up earlier..."

"This is my brother..."

Kong looked at Yan Yan's back with a smile, as if he had met him for the first time when he was a child.

At that time, Sora thought that his brother, whose whole body was radiating light, was a perfect fit for a monk.

"Fragrant phosphorus! Sora!"

"Brother!"

"Hi! Master Yanyan!"

"Tomorrow you will join the Logistics Department, starting from the grassroots level. I want you to master the operation mode of the Logistics Department as soon as possible. The time has come to test you!"

"Hi! Master Yanyan!"

"I understand! Brother!"

At night, the stars were shining brightly, and everyone gathered in Yanyan's room, listening to Yanyan's arrangements.

For Yan Yan, Xiang Lu has outstanding perception and ability, and it is not difficult for her to master a department with a clear mind.

Things at the training base have come to an end for the time being. The head of the Fourth Kazekage Luosha is hanging high in the training center.

This made the genin and chunin in the training base burst with enthusiasm again, and they couldn't help but murmur new root words even in their sleep.

"The pure land is on the left, the roots are on the right..."

Given the general trend, the jounin chief officers had no right to act arrogantly.

It's just that Yan Yan doesn't like them. They are just the remnants of the old era. Ninjas are never static! He wants elites, not puppets!

"Yaksha!"

"Here! Lord Yanyan!"

"Use the information you know to help Xiang Phosphorus and the others understand the logistics department as soon as possible. The interrogation department will be handed over to you. I will be of great use in the future! It is better to use less than indiscriminately!"

"Hi!"

After a brief pause, Yan Yan cast his gaze on Kurama Yakumo.

"Yakumo!"

"Please give me your orders, Yanyan Sang!"

"You enter the training department with me. I will give you five days to use your and Idu's illusions to eliminate the chaos. The dogma of the past will never be allowed to appear in the training base. The methods in the Blood Mist are not suitable for wood. Leaves, even at the roots.”

"The medical department is temporarily unavailable. After the Chuunin exams, I have other plans."

Although it was late at night, everyone was in high spirits at this moment, and their eyes were full of eagerness to try. Seeing this, Yan Yan couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Okay, rest as soon as possible. You will be busy when the time comes, so don't complain then."

Everyone also laughed out of their anxiety after hearing this, and walked out of the scorching house one after another.

"Eh? Xiang Phosphorus?"

Without reaching out to catch Rao Kurama, Yakumo turned around and looked in confusion.

I saw that the red-haired girl who was full of energy just now was lying on the scorching tatami, closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.

"Huo La! You guy, don't cause trouble to Yanyan Sang! Why are you pretending to be sleeping at this time!"

Yakumo, who was holding Kurama, grabbed Karin's face.

"Damn it, you two-faced old witch, let go of my face!"

"Huh? I'll give you another chance and do it again!"

"How dare you disturb my happy moment, you old blah blah blah..."

"Hahahaha~~"

Everyone laughed when they saw Kurama Yakumo's face being pulled out of shape by Kurama Yakumo, whose eyes were full of tears.

Unlike the joy of the Changhe family, there is silence at the root base at this moment.

Under the dim candlelight, Aburame took root and reported to Danzo Shimura what happened at the training base, word for word.

"The pure land is on the left, the roots are to the right... The pure land is on the left, the roots are to the right..."

Shimura Danzo half-closed his eyes and repeatedly recited the so-called words of the new root in a low voice, and his chest that was constantly rising and falling gradually calmed down.

He was indeed angry when he first learned of this, feeling that his disciples had deserted his path.

In his opinion, Sarutobi Hiruzen's statement that "ninjas can burst out with more powerful power only when they have emotions" is clearly nonsense.

Ninjas with feelings will only be disturbed by inexplicable bonds, and may even bring huge losses to the village. Hatake Sakumo is the most obvious example.

However, when Shimura Danzo repeatedly recited the new words of root, he found that a trace of enthusiasm seemed to be igniting in his heart, and he could feel his heartbeat speeding up.

He could clearly feel the tragic feeling of being born toward death.

Unconsciously, he thought of his teacher, the Second Hokage Senju Tobirama.

Running towards a place opposite to the Pure Land, would you rather be trapped in hell than slaughter the enemy under your feet? teacher......

In that war-torn era, everyone was ready to embrace death at any time.

However, Shimura Danzo hesitated at that most important moment. Although he did not want to admit that it was his own cowardice, it was the fact.

After that moment, he hated his sudden feeling called fear.

Why do people have feelings to tie them down? Because of these damn feelings, I lost Hokage! Everything is lost!

Until now, in the disciple's words, he finally saw the fact that he was unwilling to face. It was not that he had a little more fear back then, but that he lacked a little courage.

"Mirror, it seems that I not only lost to Hiruzen, but also to you..."

"Live to die... live to die..."

In the dark secret room, Lao Rao's whispers continued for a long time.