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Madara was carrying the burnt bamboo sword, his heart became a little flustered, but he still tried his best to keep his face expressionless.

"Good."

Lu Chuan's answer was still two words, which made Madara twitch the corners of his mouth and silently clenched his fists.

At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost said the words "Uchiha flow" just now, but now it seems that Lu Chuan doesn't seem to care.

While thinking about it, Madara secretly glanced at Lu Chuan. The latter's attention was still focused on the bamboo sword, and he never left it for a moment.

At this time, Lu Chuan, who was knitting with both hands, asked Zhuo Mada suddenly:

"Madara, what do you think of the Thousand Hands?"

Madara's heart that had just relaxed became tense all of a sudden, his expression froze, and then he sat on the ground stiffly.

After putting down the bamboo sword, he listened to the crackling sound of burning firewood, looked at the dazzling fire, and replied with a slightly trembling voice:

"Senju... Ah, one of the strongest families in the ninja world, quite... a powerful family."

As Madara said, his eyes dimmed, the word "Senju" was too heavy for him.

His brother died at the hands of the Thousand Hands Clan, and it was torture for Madara to make him objectively comment on the Thousand Hands Clan like others.

Coupled with the Uchiha syllable that Madara accidentally revealed just now, he was already a little scared in his heart.

Perhaps Lu Chuan had already guessed that he was from Uchiha, so he reminded himself of Uchiha's hostile Senju clan.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chuan took advantage of the light of the bonfire to wipe the bamboo sword that he had just woven in his hand, stared at the bamboo sword like a torch, and said firmly:

"Senju is one of the strongest ninja in the ninja world, so Madara."

Lu Chuan put down the bamboo sword in his hand, and looked at Madara sitting in front of him with his head lowered and his eyes dim.

When Madara heard Lu Chuan calling his name, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at Lu Chuan.

Seeing Lu Chuan's serious expression, he stated slowly:

"In the village we conceived, do we need a strong source of strength to protect the village from being invaded by other countries?"

Madara raised his head abruptly, he stared at Lu Chuan, his expression became complicated:

"You mean, among the ninja clan that makes up the village, there must be a thousand-armed clan?"

The flame danced on Lu Chuan's face, illuminating the hope in his eyes. Lu Chuan shook his head at Zhuanban, and continued to add:

"No, not only the Senju Clan, but also the Uchiha Clan, which is also one of the strongest families in the ninja world."

"These two families are the most powerful families in the ninja world. When they are in the same environment, there will be no country or organization in the ninja world that can compete with them."

"A village with them will become the most peaceful, prosperous and ideal village in the entire ninja world."

Hearing the familiar word Uchiha, Madara's body twitched subconsciously. He frowned and looked at Lu Chuan's serious expression, not knowing what he wanted to do for a while.

How could the Uchiha clan stay in the same village as the Senju clan?

Madara looked at Lu Chuan with the eyes of a fool, he scratched his chin in distress, pondered for a while, and Madara decided to say:

"But... the Uchiha clan and the Senju clan are sworn enemies? How could the two clans agree to live together..."

Lu Chuan threw a wooden stick into the bonfire, making the flames burn more vigorously, and he interrupted Madara's words again:

"Do you still remember what ideal we talked about by the stream?"

Lu Chuan looked at Madara who was choking, and didn't speak any more.

The purpose of his saying these words is to make Madara understand, and also to make him clear.

What the three of them said was definitely not just empty talk.

When they were by the creek, the three of them jointly expressed the ideal of "putting down the hatred with the enemy, being honest with each other, and resolving disputes".

Lu Chuan knows how difficult it is to let go of the hatred for the enemy who killed his relatives.

He, who had lost his parents in Blue Star, also knew the pain of the death of his relatives.

However, if the ideals you set up cannot achieve the most basic things, then everything will become just empty talk and daydreams on the lips of children.

At the same time, it also gave Madara a vaccination, so that he would not have too much emotional ups and downs after learning of Hashirama's identity in the future.

In the original book, after learning about Hashirama's identity, Madara directly denied the two people's previous ideals.

Madara was silent, watching Lu Chuan throwing firewood into the bonfire, thinking about the days spent with Zhujian and Lu Chuan in his heart.

Yes, isn't my purpose from the beginning just to end the dispute and stop the hatred from spreading to the next generation?

Be honest with your enemies...

Madara chewed this passage carefully, and he was already sure that Lu Chuan absolutely knew that he was a member of the Uchiha clan.

Thinking about it, Madara raised his head, and he looked at Lu Chuan, his eyes had gradually become firm, without the casual feeling just now:

"So, how can we persuade Senju and Uchiha to let go of their hatred and let them join our village?"

Lu Chuan supported his knees and stood up. He moved his stiff spine, stretched his waist, then looked up at the pendulum star in the sky, and said:

"I hope that I can persuade the patriarchs of the two clans, or hope that the next patriarch will be more enlightened."

If none of these work in the end, then I will have to use illusions that I don't want to use.

Lu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly thought this way, picked up the bamboo sword beside him, and waved it a few times indiscriminately:

"These are things that will happen after we become stronger in the future. The first task now is to strengthen ourselves!"

Lu Chuan turned his head, looked at Madara who was still sitting on the ground, bent down and pulled Madara up, and gave him the bamboo sword weaved in his hand:

"Come on, today I will teach you how to replace ninjutsu seals with sword moves."

Madara was forced to stand up, his eyes were dazed, still immersed in Lu Chuan's words just now.

What do you mean by pinning your hopes on the patriarchs of the two clans? Do you want me to persuade my father?

Or the next patriarch...

Madara looked at the bamboo sword stuffed by Lu Chuan, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly raised his head to look at Lu Chuan.

It was only when Madara gripped the bamboo sword tightly that he realized something was wrong. He quickly looked at the moon in the sky, and asked Lu Chuan anxiously:

"What about Hashirama? Are we not waiting for Hashirama tonight?"

Lu Chuan stood opposite Madara, distanced himself from him, and after setting up his posture, fixed his eyes on Madara's bamboo sword, and replied slowly:

"I'm afraid Zhu Jian won't be able to come out today, so I'll fight you in his place tonight."

Madara didn't care about the news that Hashirama couldn't come out, he grinned:

"Right on my mind!"