I watched Naruto

In a parallel branch of the Naruto world.

After Team [-] successfully sealed Kaguya Otsutsuki, the Kages of the past who were summoned from the Pure Land by the Sage of Six Paths came back.

As the biggest loser in this war, Uchiha Madara lay flat on the desolate rocky ground, dying.

"Madara..." Senju Hashirama walked up to him and slowly squatted down. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Ha..." Uchiha Madara sneered. Even at such a frustrated moment, the smile on his face still had a habitual unruly look, "Hashirama...?"

"Looking at those two juniors, I unconsciously thought of us in the past..." Senju Hashirama looked not far away. He was among the people, raising his silly smile, but full of a fascinating feeling. Naruto with a big smile, and Sasuke who looked cool as if he had "I'm annoyed" written on his face.

Uchiha Madara was silent for a long time and said sadly, "Are we...we..."

In Uchiha Madara's mind, an endless river and a river bank filled with gravel appeared. This was the place where the two teenagers first met...

The two young men met for the first time, became familiar with each other, then opened their hearts and talked about the future... until finally, the two stood at the top of the ninja world, put aside their hatred and barriers, and worked together to create their ideal village...

"Ah, us." Senju Hashirama affirmed with a slight smile.

"However, we are all the same..." Uchiha Madara paused here, and finally said slowly, "You can't get it if you ask for it."

"Precisely because our lives are limited, we can cultivate a group of juniors who will follow us and continue our unfinished business." Senju Hashirama stood up as he spoke, the armor on his body creaking.

Uchiha Madara seemed to have thought of something, and struggled to move the corners of his mouth, raising a happy arc, but his voice gradually weakened, "I don't like others standing behind me..."

Ban stared blankly at the bright sky directly above him, feeling his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and continued to say unwillingly, "Your dream is still going on..."

"And my dream,"

"Has been shattered to pieces..."

When Madara was in the Six Paths state, he was severely injured repeatedly, and then his body was taken away by Kaguya Otsutsuki, and at this time he was stripped of the tail beast.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the oil has run out and the lamp has run out, but the fact that he has been able to hold on for so long is really a testament to his amazing willpower.

Finally, as the words fell, fatigue came over him like a tide, and Madara slowly closed his eyes, unable to open them again.

Hashirama looked at Madara like this, with traces of sadness flowing in his heart, and remained silent.

"When we get to the Pure Land, we can have another drink as a comrade." Hashirama thought.

Scenes from his life passed quickly through Madara's mind, from the first cry since birth to the final defeat, with nothing left.

When people are about to die, they will unconsciously reflect on their lives. This phenomenon is also called a revolving door.

In these revolving scenes, Madara became more and more unwilling. He couldn't help but think, "If...if it happened again, I would no longer be deceived by others, no longer insist on going my own way, and no longer...leave Konoha. Is it...that with Hashirama?" The world of dreams has become a reality...?"

"But...but..."

"It's just a delusion. I'm... helpless."

At this moment, the distance between fantasy and reality is too far after all.

It's so far away that... it's far longer than the length of the sole of the foot, and it's a luxury to even look at it.

Not to mention the current Madara, except for a pair of nearly useless Sharingan eyes, almost exhausted chakra, and a half-waste body, he has nothing.

Madara felt the oxygen in his chest being squeezed out little by little, and his head became extremely dizzy.

"Is it over...?"

"The matter has come to this, is there anything else I can do...?" Madara couldn't help but think depressedly, and gradually, strong unwillingness filled Madara's heart.

Violent emotions stirred up in Madara's heart, and an unknown fire ignited in it. For a moment, Madara actually had the strength to move again.

"No, it's not that I can, it's definitely that I can definitely do something else."

"I'm..."

"Uchiha Madara!" Madara's eyes suddenly opened, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Madara tried his best to bite the tip of his tongue, and the intense pain made him regain his consciousness, and he was qualified to give it a final try.

"Perhaps, Izanagi can bridge the gap between fantasy and reality."

Somewhere deep down, there was a strong intuition that guided him to think about the feasibility of using Izanagi.

"Izanagi is the pupil of the Sharingan eye. It has the power to change reality, but the reality it can interfere with is too short-lived. So, even using Izanagi with both eyes will not help."

"But since it is a pupil technique, it belongs to Yin Escape, which means that it should be able to act on the soul. Plus that crucial technique, maybe... no, it can definitely be done!" Madara thought this way. , and then struggled to put his hands together and touch his eyes.

Transfer seal, complete.

"Then the next step is to activate Izanagi. Although I don't know what will happen if the soul uses a pair of eyes and uses Izanagi at the same time. But the unknown is often the most interesting, isn't it?"

Thinking of this, Madara gradually opened his mouth and smiled happily.

"Madara?" After Senju Hashirama was released from the filthy soil and reincarnated, and when his soul was about to disappear, he noticed Madara's strange behavior at this moment.

"Huh?" Even the Immortal of Six Paths noticed something was wrong and looked at him oppressively.

Sasuke, who had been paying attention over there, acted even more simply. Without saying a word, he directly pulled out the Kusanagi sword from the sheath and threw it towards Madara with all his strength.

In everyone's inherent impression, once Madara makes a move, it will definitely be something bad.

After setting the time for Izanagi to perform the technique, Madara propped up his body regardless and grinned a big smile in the direction of everyone. After saying something, he could no longer hold on and turned into a flying cloud. Ash.

The Kusanagi sword pierced through the fly ash, and struck the branch of the sacred tree in the distance with a thud.

"I won." I don't know why, although they didn't hear what Madara said, this sentence appeared in everyone's mind.

"Damn it!" Sasuke cursed secretly, "What on earth did he do!"

"It shouldn't be a bad thing." Kakashi said with difficulty as he resisted the side effects of the Sharingan on his body after the previous battle.

"Kakashi-sensei, did you see what he did just now?" Naruto asked quickly.

"No."

"Then why...?"

"How should I put it..." Kakashi thought carefully and finally said, "Intuition."

The Sage of Six Paths took a deep look at Kakashi. Kakashi and the others didn't see clearly just now, but he knew exactly what Madara had done, but in his opinion, it was just a whim in vain.

After all, something as fragile as the soul cannot withstand such a rigid ninjutsu.

Yes, Izanagi is very strong towards Yin-type things like souls.Otherwise, you won't have to pay the price of a Sharingan every time you use it. You must know that the Sharingan is a product of Yin Escape.

Therefore, even if Madara succeeds by chance, his soul will be severely damaged, resulting in complete loss of the qualification to possess the Samsara Eye.In the eyes of the Six Paths Immortal, people without immortal eyes and immortal bodies are nothing more than ants.

The price of failure is naturally that one's soul will be scattered, and one cannot even enter the Pure Land.

"So, no matter whether it is successful or not, it does not affect the overall situation. Moreover, just in case, I also left a backup plan just now." The Sage of Six Paths thought about this and stopped paying attention. "However, that Kakashi's intuition, It’s a bit scary.”

"Your teacher is right, it is indeed not something harmful to the ninja world." Sage of Six Paths smiled at everyone, "As for what it is specifically, it is meaningless, so you don't have to worry about it."

When everyone saw that the Immortal of Six Paths had said this, most of their doubts had dissipated, and they no longer struggled with the matter.

On the other side, Madara, in his soul state, stood between life and death, surrounded by darkness.

Suddenly, a bonfire rose up and illuminated this space.

In front of the bonfire, a familiar figure sat cross-legged.He has waist-length black hair and red armor.

Madara was not surprised by this, but instead walked forward and sat down opposite him, placing one hand on one of his propped up legs.

"We meet again, Hashirama."