Naruto: Let's take a look at the blind Uchiha

Because Madara suddenly started fighting with Hashirama, Ling, who wanted to tell Hashirama but ended up sending the kid back, could only sense and watch over the two men on the shore, and picked up Matatabi and the split slug who were left on the shore by the two men and lifted them onto his shoulders respectively - but compared to the ease with which he picked up Matatabi, Ling's movements seemed extremely stiff when he reached out to pick up the little slug and put it on his shoulders.

Youlu was not interested in these fighting scenes. After sneezing due to the choking smell of blood, he hit Ling on the back of the head with his tail, complained - [You are always looking for trouble for me], and then grabbed Ling's collar and crawled in.

Only Ling was left, his body stiff, holding the back of his head and gasping for air.

"Master Ling and Master Niwei have a very close relationship~"

Listening to the unique soft voice of Huo Xiao coming from his left shoulder, Ling couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, "Well, Xiao Ya has always been very tolerant of me."

The living slug shook its antennae and spoke softly, "I can feel that the natural energy around you is expressing its eagerness to you, and you are also using the natural energy to spread your perception, but you still don't seem to have any intention of learning immortal arts? Can I know why you are doing this?"

"Because I can always feel the potential rejection of natural energy towards me, I want to clarify the root cause before formally practicing--" With something to talk about, Ling was no longer so uncomfortable with the sticky feeling on his shoulders. "Didn't you also teach the Sage Mode to Hashirama? Didn't you feel something was wrong when the child absorbed natural energy?"

Hearing this, the living slug stopped wagging its tentacles. After thinking for a long time, it spoke hesitantly, "Indeed, I can feel that the immortal body that Hashirama-sama has achieved is different from mine... After all, after practicing ancient immortal arts, it should not be possible to end it on your own."

Ling raised his eyebrows, "...Unable to end it on your own?"

"You know, the power of nature is great. As creatures seeking recognition, it is difficult for us to reject nature's kindness after being recognized. I should have told you that after successfully practicing the ancient immortal technique, the body will be constantly washed by natural energy, right? This is it."

The living slug shook its antennae, "I was wondering why I always felt that Hashirama-sama's immortal body was weird, so this is the reason - but Lord Ling is really perceptive, even though I was always paying attention to Hashirama-sama, I didn't notice the disgust you mentioned, what kind of feeling is that?"

"You haven't felt it either?"

"Yes, I haven't felt it before. Sometimes when I wake up, the times have changed a lot, just like when Gamamaru and the others suddenly came to me to help Yuyi, I didn't know the outside world had become like this... Oh, I'm like this again. Anyway, could Lord Ling please tell me in detail about the feeling of disgust?"

Ling only paused for a moment, and then whispered to Huoxiao everything he had experienced since he learned and practiced immortal arts, but he couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart -

He had also sensed the disgust from natural energy in Hashirama before, which meant that the disgust was not directed only at him. In addition, the slug had long told him that, in the beginning, all living things were created for the purpose of practicing immortal arts - which meant that the type of creature was not the source of disgust.

Well, apart from this extremely obvious point, what is the difference between him and Hashirama and Hakusui in their practice of immortal arts?

"Huh, I see. It seems that Yuyi was not in a hurry at the time. It is possible that he felt disgusted and chose a more convenient way. Thank you, Master Ling, for telling me this."

[Hagoromo, Otsutsuki Hagoromo... That's it! The originator of chakra! When the living slug practiced immortal arts, there was no such thing as chakra!] Ling was stunned, and his heart began to beat violently in his chest. He felt that his thoughts were incredible, but he still couldn't help but whisper, "Are you...hating chakra?"

The moment these words came out of his mouth, Ling could feel that the natural energy around him expressed a much greater love and an extremely urgent emotion towards him than ever before.

"Hmm? Lord Ling, what did you say? Oh, did you do something? The natural energy around you is suddenly very active."

At the same moment Ling's words fell, Hashirama, who was using the unfamiliar Sage Mode to fight Madara, suddenly felt his body go empty and was forced to exit the Sage Mode. He was directly knocked into the pool of blood under his feet by Madara's attack, leaving a string of bubbles on the blood surface.

And after slapping the man in, Ban was obviously confused - he was just getting into the mood, but with a snap, the opponent was gone.

Looking at Hashirama who had been vomiting since he crawled out of the blood pool, Madara squatted down with a twitching mouth, "I say, what are you doing? You're really ruining the fun."

“Cough, cough, cough—!!” Even though he had already vomited once, Hashirama still felt a strong smell of blood in his mouth, but after hearing Madara’s question, he still gave an answer, “Then you have to ask your brother. Natural energy suddenly all went to him, and I had no time to deal with your attack in a hurry—ugh, damn, this bloody smell is so disgusting.”

"My brother?" Madara took out a can of water and handed it to Hashirama, but his eyes turned to the shore, "Could it be that my brother succeeded in practicing the immortal technique?"

After rinsing his mouth twice, Hashirama simply poured the remaining water on his head, shook off the diluted blood, and said, "No, it doesn't, but the natural energy seems to be very eager... It turns out that this thing really has emotions, incredible."

"...Didn't the red-haired guy tell you that my brother doesn't lie?"

"Brother Yi did. He also said that your brother is very good at using the method of saying half and leaving the other half to mislead or seduce others - is there any more water? Can you give me another bottle?"

"I have no water for you, a person who only speaks ill of my brother. Just keep stinking on your own!"

Then Hashirama watched helplessly as Madara, who had just shown great concern for him, abandoned him with a look of disgust and ran towards Ling on the bloody ground. His mouth twitched as he shook off the diluted blood again. He slowly moved towards the shore while muttering, "Angry again...

It seems that I can't complain about his brother casually in the future. No, just in case, I'd better not complain about Uchiha at all. With Tobirama's sharp tongue, how did he get along well with these Uchiha?"

[This chapter contains some private details, which will not affect the reading and can be skipped as appropriate.]