Hatake Kurone who traveled through the ninja world

"What? The leader of the Senju House clan is dead?" I was also very surprised when I got the news, but after thinking about it, I felt relieved. If I had not sold it, according to the original trajectory, the Senju House should have kept the Senju House and died under the siege of the Uchiha clan. My appearance allowed Senju House to live for a while longer, but he did not escape the fate of death in the end, so he did not change history.

"There is God's will in the dark." I sighed, walked out of the house, and prepared to walk around the settlement of the Thousand Hands Clan.

The Senju clan and the Uchiha clan often fight, so clan members often die in battle, which leaves a lot of houses vacant, so the Senju Buddha Room arranged one for me, but for some unknown reason, it was arranged for me. This house is in a very remote place from the center of the settlement. Although it is large, there are almost no residents around it and it is surrounded by dozens of empty houses.

After all, the Senju clan is a big family with a lot of money. Almost every house here is as big as the old Hatake house of the Kakashi family, but many of them are empty and closed, and the wooden houses are swaying in the wind. Noisy, I guess this place would look very eerie in the middle of the night.

"It's really a good place to shoot a horror movie." I sighed as I looked at the empty houses all the way, and imagined myself walking on a deserted road in the middle of the night, passing by rows of houses that I didn't know what was inside. An empty house, returning home to darkness. As I thought about it, I couldn't help but shudder.

"Really, what kind of strength do I have now? Even if there is a ghost, I can beat him to death." I secretly laughed, looked up, and finally came to a crowded place.

Thousand-armed Buddha has informed the whole clan about the death of the old clan leader and my identity, so I didn’t attract much attention while walking in the settlement. They just heard that I was a wandering ninja and very powerful. Children and curious Thousand Hands tribe members kept asking me about the outside world. I couldn't save face, so I had to combine my own experience and what I saw and heard, and adapted it into some anecdotes to satisfy their curiosity.

"Then let me tell you about my experience. Have you ever heard of a giant beast called Chiki?" I found a step and sat down.

As soon as someone told a story, men, women, and children who had no work at hand immediately gathered around, and some people started eating melon seeds.

"I've never heard of it. Is this some kind of psychic beast? Or is it a tailed beast?" Everyone shook their heads.

"No, Chiki is a giant beast in the legend of the Chinese mainland. Legend has it that it is the son of a dragon, with a dragon's head and a whale's body. It is huge." I began to recall, "I had always thought that this was It was a monster that existed only in legends, until my companions and I went to sea..."

As I talked, familiar scenes seemed to appear in front of my eyes, just like showing a movie, with scene after scene, mottled light and shadow passing before my eyes.

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"Finally, I reversed the space by flipping the boat and returned to the world."

I adapted my experience, added details, cut out the beginning and ends, and deleted some information that could easily reveal my identity, and then told it. The Thousand Hands clan who lived in the Warring States Period had never heard of such a thrilling story. Each one of them was very fascinated by it.

When I finished telling the story, everyone was still unfinished. Many young women looked at me with admiration, and children even looked at me with admiration.

"Wow! Brother Kurama, you are so awesome! Can you teach me ninjutsu? I overheard my father saying that you know how to use wood escape! Can you teach me?" A child who looked only four or five years old pulled My hands were jumping up and down.

"Who is your father?" Not many people know that I can use Mudun. Could it be that... I lowered my head and looked at the child in front of me. Suddenly, an idea flashed, "Could it be... Could it be that you are?"

"My father's name is Senju Buddhama. I am the eldest brother in the family. My name is Senju Hashirama. I will be the most powerful ninja of the Senju clan in the future! I will also be the most powerful ninja in the ninja world!" The child was quite excited. He proudly raised his chest and raised his head and spoke proudly.

I didn't expect that the inconspicuous child in front of me would turn out to be the future ninja god. Although I was somewhat mentally prepared, I was still surprised.

"Xiao Hashirama, you haven't even raised your sword yet? You just want to be a ninja, haha..." Several older children around laughed at him, "You even brag that you are the most powerful ninja in the ninja world, and you are not afraid of being beaten. Laughing your ass off.”

"You!" Hashirama stomped his feet angrily, "One day, I will become a ninja like Brother Kurama. Just wait!"

"Xiao Hashirama, it's good to have dreams, but they must be realistic. Even Lord Buddha and even the old clan leader don't dare to say that the ninja world is the strongest." A handsome-looking young tribesman said, "Although I don't know what the strength of Brother Heima is, but judging from his story, he must be very strong to be able to fight against the Dragon Son. He is not inferior to the old patriarch and Lord Buddha. You are still young, so you are far behind." After saying that, he shook his head secretly, not knowing whether it was a denial of Hashirama or a sigh of relief for his lack of strength.

"One day, I will prove it to you!" Hashirama turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, he accidentally tripped on a stone and fell forward.

"Oops!" Hashirama fell to the ground and bruised his arm. I quickly stepped forward to help him up and used medical ninjutsu to treat it.

"Hashirama, I believe in you. In the future, you will surpass me, surpass everyone, and become the strongest ninja, the god of ninjas!" I smiled and touched the head of young Hashirama, "But now, you There’s still a long way to go.”

"I understand, Brother Kurama, I will work hard." Hashirama nodded in understanding, "Brother Kuroma, you must also work hard, don't be easily surpassed by me."

"You, you, let me take you home." I scratched Hashirama's nose, and then picked him up.

"It seems that you get along well with the clan members. Everyone admires you." A magnetic voice came from behind me.