The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

"Extreme secret cultivator?"

Mizusawa nodded, looking at Menma looking puzzled, he stretched out his right palm and a ball of water mist floated out from his palm and went straight towards Menma.

Menma could feel that the water mist was not dangerous, but contained a lot of information. He reached out his hand and touched the mist, and a cool feeling followed him, running straight through the meridians to the hippocampus in Menma's brain. go.

"Buzz!"

The picture in front of Menma's eyes changed. He found that he was on the bottom of the sea. Ten steps away was a scallop with two shells spread up and down. There were no longer cracks in his body. Mizusawa was sitting cross-legged inside. He was aqua blue and had Her hair shimmered in the dark sea.

Menma didn't panic, he waited quietly on the spot.

Suddenly, a voice came directly into his mind.

"After we practitioners of natural energy reach a certain level, our physical body will advance for the first time. We have the choice to completely transform into other races, or we still have the choice to remain human."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Zexi stood up, and a strong wave similar to the advanced level of facial hair spurted out horizontally. A golden dragon was coiled on the handle of a halberd, and a trident condensed into shape in his hand. Shui Zexi's body was also covered with a layer of blood. A piece of aqua blue scaled armor.

"We call those who have advanced to practice as extreme secret practitioners."

The scene at the bottom of the sea changed, and Menma found himself on a battlefield with shouts of murder rising to the sky.

Shuizexi was surrounded by tens of thousands of people. He waved the trident in his hand. There were tens of thousands of jonins around, and some of them didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into a puddle of water.

All the soil, trees, and mountains within a hundred miles radius turned into gurgling water.

After doing this, the figure raised the trident in his hand high, and there was water flowing around him from nowhere, as if under control, it rushed towards the figure's body.

"When we get rid of the shackles of our own existence and reach the ultimate state and end, in order to achieve further breakthroughs, we will break ourselves and complete transcendence!"

A stream of water wrapped around the Shuize River. Her blue hair was extremely shiny under the nourishment of the water. The trident in her palm and the scales on her body were all emitting a faint blue light. A light blue ghost figure with a soul appeared behind him.

"After the body is transcended, we have souls but also want to be immortal!"

The light blue soul-like shadow slowly solidified, its own blue color also became deeper, and finally turned into an ink-blue color like the deep sea.

"Those who pursue the immortality of the soul are cultivators, soul-realm secret cultivators."

The scene ended here. The picture in front of Menma's eyes also cracked like broken glass and fell downwards. Finally, he saw his familiar study room, and saw the Mizusawa stream in front of him with a chuckle watching him.

Menma bowed seriously first and said with thanks.

"It was His Excellency Laoshui Zexi who gave the instruction."

Shuizexi waved his hand carelessly

"These are all things you should know and have common sense at your level. Now I just hope that you can win in the competition with Yunjun."

Menma nodded seriously. He and Yunhuang were on the same path and only one person could win, so he accepted Mizusawa's early investment with peace of mind.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Shuizexi left on the grounds that it would be better to soak in the water and stay here.

After Mizusawa Kei left, Menma straightened up from the soft chair and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window behind him. He held the whirlpool spear condensed by his own strength in his hand and quietly watched the sunset outside the window.

"Sixth level, extreme secret cultivator. Ordinary ninjas struggle to have an end, but those guys in ancient times struggled to do so."

He was thinking self-deprecatingly, but the corners of his mouth curved upward, and his eyes flashed with expectations for the future.

"Shui Zexi, what kind of strength did you have in the past?"

He revealed information from Shuizexi's words that clearly knew that Shuizexi had surpassed the soul realm secret cultivator, and Yunhuang Yunjun was even more powerful than him.

"It seems that the Otsutsuki clan is not that simple."

Menma narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the previous speculation that the Six Paths Sage could change the soul.

Although other methods are not ruled out, Menma infers based on his own strength and Mizuze Kei's description that the Six Paths Immortals are at least powerful in the soul realm, and may even exist in the transcendent soul realm like Mizuze Kei.

By analogy, Otsutsuki Kaguya, Otsutsuki Momoshiki and other Otsutsuki branches must be extremely powerful if they have strength, not to mention the Otsutsuki clan.

Thinking of this, he clenched the whirlpool spear in his hand. He could feel that he was improving slightly every moment, and he was constantly moving towards that limit.

"About three years?"

Menma murmured softly, and as the last ray of sunset light dissipated, his figure also disappeared.

……

The Biological Laboratory of the Kingdom of Whirlpool, in a specially built small dark room

Menma, who had put on a lab coat, was standing next to a small bed busy with work. On the bed was a toad corpse that had been disemboweled, and next to it was a slug that was shivering all over.

"I heard that there is a food called French baked snails. The snail meat is taken out and cut into pieces, then coated in egg liquid and fried in oil until golden brown. It is really a delicious dish!"

While Menma was dissecting Shima Sennin's corpse, he was talking about various ways to eat snails and slugs.

"Devil! Stop talking! You can do anything you want from me!"

Tears flowed from the slug's eyes, its body could not stop trembling, and its thin voice contained pleading.

Just now it watched Menma take out a small part of its body, put it into a translucent tube and gave it to a bald maniac.

After the lunatic took over, he ran away happily and didn't know where he was. However, looking at Menma's appetite, he must be in danger.

"Part of being a Slug Immortal is that you shouldn't suffer so little, right?"

Menma turned his head and smiled teasingly at the slug, and then controlled the small wind to sort and place the various organs on Shima Sennin's body.

Although Slug didn't know what Xiao Shou meant, looking at the other person's devilish smile, he probably understood the meaning, and replied with a trembling voice.

"After we slugs are separated, they are similar to shadow clones. The memories are given according to the mother's ideas. The slugs have different consciousness from the mother's body. The consciousness will only disappear after returning to the mother's body."

He said while sneaking a glance at Menma.

"It's true that there are ways to divide, so isn't the entire wet bone forest just a slug?"

Menma asked pretending to be curious, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched the beautiful and fleshy slug.

When he first came into contact with it, he could clearly feel the slug's body trembling. Its skin was not as sticky as expected, but very smooth. It felt like touching a baby's skin, and he couldn't help but rub it for a while because of the numbness in his face.

Lying obediently on the experimental table, Slug was being touched by Menma. Feeling the power in his hand that could turn him into a roasted slug at any time, Slug said from his heart.

"My lord! All the slugs in Shigu Forest originated from the Slug Immortal.

"But the Slug Immortal stopped caring about us after it split. Then it split into slugs and continued to split, so that the wet bone forest was filled with countless little slugs. I have been splitting out for more than ten years."

As he spoke, he twisted slightly, trying to free himself from his numb face and hands, but he looked at him with an increasingly dangerous look, and he lay down obediently and gave up the struggle.