Hatake Kurone who traveled through the ninja world

I followed the sound of the bell and saw a huge iron door. Standing beside the door were two tall and ferocious door gods.

"The Temple of Fire?" I looked up at the huge plaque on the door and muttered silently.

I didn't expect to come here accidentally. I vaguely remember that about six or seven years ago, when I was looking for Asuma, I had a relationship with Dilu. Now that I think about it, he should be the abbot of the Fire Country.

The so-called abbot is the supreme leader of a temple, equivalent to the top leader, and the entire temple is under his control. Abbot is an honorific title. People who are more virtuous and respectable usually call the older abbot abbot. The prestige is higher than the abbot. The abbot can serve as the abbot of multiple temples, but the abbot can only serve as the abbot of one temple. Speaking of elders, they refer to old monks who have served as abbots or abbots. They can be called elders only after they retire. As long as they are still within the term of abbot or abbot, they cannot be called elders.

In the original work, Jilu is the abbot of the Fire Temple, but because he is young, he has not yet become the abbot. Later, unfortunately, he was killed by Hidan and Kakuzu, and the Fire Temple was also destroyed. But now, both Hidan and Kakuzu have been killed by me, which can be regarded as indirectly saving the Fire Temple from destruction.

"Okay, I'm here now, let's pay him a visit." I smiled bitterly, "I just don't know if he still remembers me."

I slowly walked up the steps. Two young monks sweeping the floor at the door saw me, saluted me, and asked: "This benefactor of Konoha, what is the purpose of coming to our Fire Temple? Do you need any young monks?" Go and inform Abbot Jilu.”

"Well, my dear Konoha Jounin, Hatake Kurone, is an old acquaintance of Abbot Chiriku. I passed by here and came to visit. I hope the Zen master can inform Abbot Chiriku." I returned the greeting.

The older of the two monks immediately said: "It turns out to be Konoha's young talent, Black Lightning Hatake Kurone, disrespectful. Abbot Jilu occasionally mentioned your deeds to us, but is that praise or not?" Juekou. Please wait a moment, I will inform Abbot Dilu immediately."

"Trouble." I nodded.

After a while, the older monk informed me to come in and told me that Abbot Dilu was waiting for me in the Main Hall.

When I arrived at the entrance of the Main Hall, I saw a resolute figure sitting on the futon in the middle from a distance. From my memory, it must be Dilu.

"Donor Hatake, you are well." Before I could say hello, Dilu stood up, turned around and saluted me.

"We haven't seen each other for a few years. Master Dilu's Buddhist practice has become even more advanced." I couldn't think of how to reply, so I praised him.

"My heart is devoted to the Buddha, and all living beings are equal. How come the profound teachings of Buddhism are so profound that the donor of Qimu praises them so much." Di Lu smiled and led me to a small Zen room for guests. "Donor, please sit down, Xuan Ye." , watch tea.”

A young monk came in and made a cup of tea for Dilu and me.

"But I haven't seen you for many years. Flagwood Donor has a great reputation. He's so good." Di Lu smiled.

"Where." I waved my hand and sighed, "There's no use in being famous. I'm just a homeless loser."

"The eyebrows of the donor of the flag tree seem to be full of sadness. Although the poor monk is not talented, I hope to hear the details and see if he can help the donor." Di Lu said with sincerity.

"Well, it's a long story." My thoughts were pulled into the sea of ​​memories.

"Seven years ago, in the great melee between Konoha, Sunagakure, Iwagakure, and Kirigakure, I killed the fourth Mizukage and became famous in one battle. After the war, my lover who had been in love with me for many years, Uchi Waves turn into snow and we get married." I slowly told the story.

"I heard Asuma say that after that battle, Hatake's benefactor became famous all over the world, and he brought back a beautiful woman. Although he is not as good as the Fourth Hokage, he is still at the peak of his life. Many people envy you, benefactor. I don't know what happened next. What happened?" Di Lu asked after taking a sip of tea.

"The years I spent with Xiaoyue were probably the happiest times in my life. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. I think you should also have heard that on that tragic night four years ago, the Uchiha were exterminated." My thoughts were immersed in that bloody night.

"That incident shocked the entire ninja world. No one thought that all the arrogant Uchiha clan would be massacred overnight. Amitabha, what a sin. By the way, the wife of the donor Hatake is also from the Uchiha clan, right? Could it be... ..." Di Lu's expression became serious.

"Yes, my wife was also killed in that disaster, and she died in my arms." My face was expressionless, as if my soul had been taken away.

"Amitabha, people cannot be resurrected after death. Flagwood donor, please express my condolences." Dilu sighed.

"Four years later, I still can't forget it. Every time I think about it, my heart is as sharp as a knife." I touched my eyes and said coldly, "One day, I will kill my enemy with my own hands and resurrect Xiaoxue."

"Hatake Donor, your longing for your wife has become an obsession. Although it is cruel, the poor monk advises you to let go of your obsession." Dilu said, "People cannot be resurrected after death, and those who are alive should cherish life. As for the resurrection, it goes against the law of heaven. The poor monk does not advise the donor to go against heaven. Even if he is as powerful as the Six Paths Sage, the ancestor of the ninja world, he will only turn into a handful of loess in the end."

"Well, I don't know, but even if I know it's an obsession, I can't let it go. I think you should understand me, Abbot Dilu." I sighed and said.

"Yes, letting go of obsession is not easy." Di Lu shook his head, "Even after practicing for so many years, I can achieve the purity of six roots, but I still can't let go of obsession."

"Is Abbot Dilu's obsession with protecting the twelve warriors?" I asked tentatively after taking a sip of tea.

"That's right. Due to different opinions, our twelve guardians split into the moderate faction headed by Asuma and the radical faction headed by Kazuma. There were six people on each side." Dilu began to tell his memories, "The radicals' idea was to kill the daimyo, but of course we couldn't agree to it. As a result, the two sides started a desperate struggle. In the end, Asuma and I were the only ones left to protect the Twelve."

"I didn't expect that the Twelve Guardians, who were so prosperous back then, would end up in such a miserable and sad state." I sighed with emotion.

"Yes, if we had been calmer and had a good talk, something like that might not have happened." When mentioning this, Dilu looked stern and blamed himself, "This matter has also become my obsession. Even after so many years of practice, I still can’t let go.”

"Yes, obsession is so easy to let go of. Time can smooth everything, but it can't erase obsession. As time goes by, obsession will only become deeper and deeper. To be honest, even if obsession will I'm afraid I won't be able to let go even if I'm doomed." I looked at the bottomed tea and slowly put down the cup.

Dilu closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "The Buddha said, let go of your obsessions and become a Buddha immediately. We monks have the responsibility to help the world resolve their obsessions. Let's do this. The donor will make a bet with the poor monk. how."