The Undying Golden Body of Naruto

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In the dim corridor, Whirlpool Wu Dao slowly walked out.

High above the jungle, the shadow of the moon was already a little hazy, and a few flickering morning stars hung diagonally on the edge of the sky, twinkling with subtle brilliance.

At this time, it was already the last scene before dawn.

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"My purpose is simple, to break the shackles of the Sharingan and grow to the strongest! The ordinary kaleidoscope has restricted my path, I need a stronger eye - the eternal kaleidoscope!"

"Eternal Kaleidoscope!? Is it Madara's level?"

"Not bad!"

"This is impossible! For you, Madara's path has been cut off. Except for that right eye, it is impossible to have a replacement Mangekyo with the same bloodline!"

"So. I need another way! And I have already sensed that there is a sealing shackle in front of this eye!"

"That's your plan."

"I will use my own method to break it, I just need specific experimental evidence!"

. .

"I can accept your request, just. In exchange, during this period of time, you must stay in my village! After all, if you want to survive quietly, you need to avoid harassment by unnecessary guys!"

"Okay! There's still plenty of time!"

. .

With his eyes pondering, Uzumaki Nodao took a deep breath, and then he opened his palm, and suddenly, a sigil with a faint black light appeared out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, a scroll was placed inside.

call!

Suddenly, the talisman in the latter's palm flickered slightly, and in an instant, they all disappeared.

"There are still six years to prepare, so we must reach the peak before then! Not only the Sharingan, my mental power also needs a lot of time to convert!"

With a low murmur, he jumped up to the top of the tree crown and looked to the east where there was a faint trace of white hair.

As dusk approaches, a thin layer of mist rises from the mountains, sea and sky, covering his figure in a slightly hazy state. After pondering for a few breaths, suddenly, the figure of the swirling Wu Dao moves vaguely, and then, brightly In the bright white light, an identical figure slowly condensed out.

"Then. The agreement with Orochimaru can only be fulfilled by you! Eternal body!"

"Understood! It's just that as the main body, you can't be lazy!"

"Natural, after all. I don't want to be the nourishment of this world. My destiny can only be in my own hands!"

Uzumaki Wudao waved his hand, and then covered his face with a black mask. His figure gradually disappeared into a dim black light and lost its trace.

"Ha! Then. From today on, I will exist as the subject!"

Eternal Branch stretched his body, smiled faintly, and then sat down quietly.

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Three days later, in a deserted valley in the Country of Fire.

Uzumaki Wudao was shrouded in black robes, and his face was half covered by a black mask as he quietly approached here.

The desolate valley is deep and secluded, with ruins and broken walls, and the past style can be faintly seen.

The figure approached and stopped in front of an ancient broken stone tablet. Then, he slowly stretched out his palm and wiped away a layer of dust.

Among the mottled cracks, an incomplete clan pattern suddenly emerged.

"Sure enough, this is also a residence of the Thousand Hands Clan during the Warring States Period!"

Whispering, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes flickered and he pondered for a few breaths, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, an inexplicable spiritual fluctuation spread out instantly, faintly seeping under the surface.

After a while. He just sighed slightly disappointedly and whispered: "I still don't have the slightest clue. Could it be that I am pursuing the wrong direction!"

"No! It's impossible. The secret contained in this mask circulated among the Uzumaki clan must be related to the Senju clan!"

"Creation, destruction, immortality. Doesn't it reflect the immortal power of the Thousand Hands clan!?"

Uzumaki Wudao said to himself with a solemn expression, and his brows gradually furrowed.

The power of the Immortal is the strongest power developed by Asura, who inherited the physical bloodline of the Six Paths of Immortal. It is also the strongest power possessed by the Thousand Hands clan.

Although this method of integrating the power of heaven and earth is not unique to the Senju clan, whether it is the toad clan of Miaomu Mountain or the inheritance in the Slippery Forest and Ryūchi Cave, they all have shortcomings in comparison. .

Thousand Hands' Immortal Way is the power that best suits his bloodline, and at the same time, it is enough to increase his power even further!

After developing the 'Immortal Golden Body Technique', Uzumaki Wudao has vaguely found the final direction, a means that will be enough to contend with unknown crises in the future.

Not just the Sharingan. The bloodline of the Uzumaki clan also needs to be thoroughly developed.

And the only thing he could think of was the immortal mode!

The inexplicable illusion contained in the black mask passed down from the seal scroll of the Uzumaki clan reminded him of this for the first time.

As the Senju and Uzumaki clans are blood relatives, it is impossible for the Senju to leave the information containing the secrets of Sage to the Uzumaki clan for safekeeping!

Uzumaki Wudao remained indifferently silent for a moment, then slowly gathered his thoughts and walked in another direction.

"Forget it, this is probably not the real ancestral land of the Thousand Hands, and it is impossible to find real information. Then, the only way is to the next location!"

He whispered, and his figure gradually moved away from this area.

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A few days later, Uzumaki Mudao's figure appeared in another part of the Fire Country, but he still saw a desolate place. The traces of the Thousand Hands seemed to be like their ethnic group, disappearing into the world forever, and no trace could be found. .

On the sixth day, Uzumaki Wudao stood up from the top of a huge stone sculpture and looked into the hurried depths of the forest.

Here is the last place he can think of, the Valley of the End!

But it is extremely regrettable that there is still no intelligence at all.

"If there is one place that may be able to record all the information about the Senju, then it is only there. Konoha Ninja Village!"

Uzumaki Wudao whispered, letting out a long sigh of relief, and then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the moment his figure bounced up, he disappeared into the dense forest.

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At this time, another area.

The darkness covered everything deeply, and a huge shadow whose face could not be seen clearly stood silently. Only a pair of huge human-like palms were placed on the chest in a way of holding the sky, which looked extremely weird.

hum!

Suddenly, a strange sound broke the silence, and then, a hazy figure instantly appeared on a finger of the shadow,

. "Well! We're actually gathering at this time. It's raining here!"

The moment the figure reappeared, he said in a low voice of dissatisfaction.

As he finished speaking, four or five figures appeared one after another on the remaining giant fingers.

"Okay, let's talk about other things later. This time, Orochimaru betrayed the organization and brought a lot of intelligence. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is necessary to eradicate him!"

A cold voice sounded, and in the darkness, his eyes were as silent as the sea, exuding a cold aura like the abyss, and the most obvious thing was that there was a tight circle in his pupils.

Six paths are connected. .

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