Naruto: After slagging F4, he was caught

In this world, people who practice chakra practice don't have such a concept as aura. Did I remember something wrong?

The little bean said speechlessly: "Master, there is no such thing as demonic energy in the world. What they absorb is spiritual energy, but their bodies are different from those of ordinary people. They turn the spiritual energy into magic power suitable for their own practice. Over time, ignorant people say that what they absorb is demonic energy."

"As for those female ninjas, they do practice chakra, but don't forget that chakra is also a kind of energy. Through dual cultivation, the demons can freely convert chakra into spiritual energy."

"Is it the dual cultivation I was thinking of?" Mu Tianyin asked with difficulty.

"That's right." The little bean nodded, "Master, they will force women to practice dual cultivation, and the end result is that they will suck all their strength away and turn them into a dried corpse."

"Then why does he only look for little girls?" Is it a bad taste or do little girls have more spiritual power?

"Logically, the older they are, the stronger they are and the more chakra they have in their bodies. Wouldn't it be better for them to absorb it than a little girl who is just a genin?"

"It should be a personal preference. Some demons like unmarried girls, some like married women, some like men, and some perverts like boys. So even if others are very powerful, they will not look down on them. This kind of thing is not uncommon."

After hearing all this, the four men asked in unison: "How did you kill that demon?"

They couldn’t let Mu Tianyin be found, and they couldn’t let her fall into the hands of the demons. They had to capture her first.

"I've said it before, the Heavenly Dao has suppressed her too much. All her strength, weapons, and summoned beasts are useless. If any of them come, a mere low-level demon can be destroyed with a wave of the hand."

"Stop talking nonsense and think of a solution we can use." Madara was very dissatisfied with the little kid's nonsense. Now Mu Tianyin's life was the most important thing, and nothing else mattered.

"There's nothing we can do." Little Douding sighed. Suddenly, he remembered that Mu Tianyin had collected weapons and wondered if they could be used. So he took out a few weapons and handed them to them. "These are all famous weapons. See if you can use them."

"Little guy, these don't look like famous weapons?" They look like scrapped weapons.

The little kid couldn't help being angry, "What do you know? Since they were brought out from the sword tomb, they are all good things. It's just that they have become rusty because they have no owner."

As he spoke, the little kid picked up the mighty sickle of death. Its blade had rusted due to years of erosion and had lost its former sharpness.

He began to talk about the glory of the sickle. The listeners were so excited that they looked at the Scythe of Death with burning eyes and wanted to take it for themselves.

The sickle looked down on them at all. It broke away from the little bean's hand and came in front of Madara. He was stunned for a moment. He never thought that the sickle would choose him. He took the sickle, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw the sickle's former glory.

Madara stretched out his hand and gently stroked the rough surface of the sickle, and a powerful chakra began to surge from his fingertips.

This chakra is different from that of ordinary people. It is the profound power hidden in Madara's body. It is a magical energy that can change the nature of matter.

As the chakra was injected, the rust on the sickle's surface began to fade away, revealing the mirror-smooth metal underneath. Chakra flowed through every corner of the sickle like a spring, repairing the damaged parts.

The blade of the sickle began to become sharp again, its edge flashing with cold light, as if it could cut through anything that stood in its way.

The handle of the sickle also regained its former solidity, and the ancient runes carved on it reappeared, emitting a mysterious glow.

Under the influence of Madara Chakra, the entire sickle was reborn and it once again became the dreaded sickle of death.

Madara held the sickle, feeling the strange connection between it and himself.

He knew that this sickle would be his new companion, accompanying him on his future journey.

In Madara's hands, the Scythe of Death seemed to have gained a soul. It was no longer a simple weapon, but an extension of Madara's will.

Senju Hashirama was extremely jealous and asked dissatisfiedly: "Why did you choose Madara? Am I not worthy?"

The little bean looked at Senju Hashirama strangely and said, "You can choose your weapons, so your weapons can choose you, right?"

"The Death Scythe is an extremely powerful weapon. It is quite bloodthirsty. Its owner must be a person with great strength and a strong heart. Once it cannot be suppressed, the Death Scythe will turn the owner into a puppet and a bloodthirsty demon, making him want to be killed by everyone."

"Madara just happens to have these qualities, so Death Scythe chose him."

"And you, to put it nicely, are gentle and weak, and like to listen to others. To put it bluntly, you have no opinion of your own, and you do not meet his criteria for choosing a master."

Senju Hashirama pointed at himself in disbelief and asked, "I have no opinion?"

"This is slander."

The little kid wouldn't indulge him, "Aren't you weak in character? If she had been a little useful in the beginning, she wouldn't have suffered so much and been unhappy all day long."

"You can't control your clan members, nor your family members, and you let them bully the master. If she wasn't so powerful, how could she escape from this hell-like Thousand Hands Clan?"

Mu Tianyin was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't, so he quickly said, "Douzi, don't mention this, tell us about the origins of the other weapons."

The little kid originally wanted to say something, but he still followed Mu Tianyin's introduction. In short, they were all very awesome things, and their former owners were all powerful, and each of them was an emperor-level powerhouse.

Senju Hashirama felt bitter. He had always known that Bo Tianyin was not his cousin, but he did not expect that she was so powerful. Although the little kid did not finish what he said, from just a few words he could tell that she was very noble, or the kind that was indescribably noble?

He was a little confused and didn't know whether he could get her.

The same is true for Tobirama Senju. He is even worse than Hashirama Senju. It is very difficult for him to get her, but it is impossible for him to give up.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and no one can predict what will happen in the future.

Uchiha Izuna is not that self-deprecating, but he is not much better either.

As for Madara, he already knew about this and had felt inferior to her, so he was trying to find a way to convert his chakra into aura.

A big machete chose Senju Tobirama, a famous sword chose Uchiha Izuna, and the last samurai sword chose Senju Hashirama.

After reading it, Xiao Douding said, "This is lent to you, not given to you. Remember to return it after use."

The four people listened with one ear and let it out with the other. Now that they have got it, how can they give it back?

"Douzi, what should we do now that we have a weapon?" Mu Tianyin asked, "Just now they said that the man has no physical body, and physical attacks will have no effect on him."