My Hokage Journey

As time went by, Lu Ming's mind gradually cooled down from the initial state of mind.

In fact, calming down will make things easier to sort out. Many things are not as simple as they appear on the surface. A person needs a motive to do something, such as imposing a seal on one's body.

As long as he can remember, the other party should not have had this opportunity. If he had, the conversation would have been impossible, and the subsequent inference would not be established, and he would no longer be able to give a reasonable answer.

If this is the case, then this seal should be before this body came to Konoha, or one step earlier.

As mentioned before about motivation, how could a child of this age have such a motivation? First of all, it should not be caused by himself. If it were himself, then Lu Ming could only lament that this child is so awesome. A hand full of hatred.

In other words, the possibility falls on the next one, the grievances caused by the previous generation. Suppose the parents of this body have offended a certain big boss who is proficient in sealing skills. If they find the other party who is not their own parents, they only find themselves. Then of course he becomes the target for the other party to vent.

It sounds a bit crude, but it does have a glimmer of possibility.

But there is one thing that doesn't make sense. Just kill yourself. Why bother to impose a seal on yourself? There is no tailed beast in your body. The person who does this kind of thing obviously took off his pants and farted. It's unnecessary. .

"Let me ask you, Mr. Cangtian, a question. The function of this sealing technique is only to seal cells to extract energy?"

Cangtian nodded, and the snake body folded up lightly, "Yes, this sealing technique is very precise and very hidden, but its core is just like this, it limits the leakage of cell energy, and you can't refine the energy completely. It can be understood that it is hindering it, but in a sense it is also a kind of protection for the cells."

"Protect?"

"Yes, preventing the leakage of cellular energy is equivalent to not squeezing the body's potential. An ordinary person with this seal will even live decades longer than others."

Cangtian's explanation was very straightforward, and Lu Ming could understand it.

Just like why ninjas generally have a short lifespan, in addition to the high mortality rate, of course the more is the practice that is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, resulting in over-squeezing of one's own potential, and the body will reach a peak in a certain period of time, but In exchange for this, his life span will be shortened, which is equivalent to an equivalent exchange.

So according to this new idea, another impossible possibility appeared in Lu Ming's mind, or this idea was more realistic.

That is, maybe the person who imposed this seal will be his biological parents!

This bloody plot may seem more reasonable than the speculations above.

As for why he wanted to impose a seal on his son, Lu Ming guessed that it must be to cover up something.

With this in his mind, Lu Ming even imagined the scene of the couple placing a seal on him with expressions of determination and helplessness at the moment he was born.

Being able to impose a seal on him means that his parents must also be ninjas.

She didn't want her son to follow the path of a ninja, and just wanted him to live an ordinary life. It sounded cliché, but it was indeed the most likely possibility.

But preventing his son from becoming a ninja doesn't require a lot of effort to seal it. This step must have a deeper purpose.

"Lord Cangtian, I have one last question. Can this seal be lifted or broken?"

Lu Ming stood up, picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on with an indifferent expression, and asked slowly.

Maybe breaking it will give you some answers. This intuition becomes more and more certain, yes, break it.

Whether it is to get clues or to practice immortality, this is a step that cannot be bypassed. No matter who left it, he has to take control of his life now.

"It's too much trouble, let me tell you first, I won't do it!"

"Does that mean it's possible?" If you don't directly deny it, it means it can be realized. This is Lu Ming's understanding.

"You kid, your back hurts when you stand and talk. Do you know how much energy I have to waste!"

Cangtian's complaints made Lu Ming more and more convinced that the key to opening this door was in its hand. Hey, his trip to Longdi Cave was really not in vain.

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Konoha's office.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who crossed his fingers and pressed his forehead, was in a slightly complicated mood at this time.

The ups and downs stem from the news coming from the front line in front of him, handwritten by his long-time friend Sakumo Hatake.

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nbsp;About the content: Both sides of the battlefield achieved victory, and the pincer attack situation was temporarily stabilized.

The bad news was that Jiraiya was seriously injured and needed to rest for two months. This was the conclusion Tsunade came to. Fortunately, with Sakumo taking over, this was not a big problem.

There was another piece of news that made Hiruzen Sarutobi feel guilty and regretful. The letter clearly stated: Chunin Tanaka Lu Ming led everyone in Konoha to rescue Jiraiya in the battle against Iwa Ninja, but was killed by Ju Nin. Several Jonin surrounded him and unfortunately died.

Hatake Sakumo also made a note in small words: If you kill eighteen chunin and eleven jounin alone, you will be rewarded with a monument!

Such a record can't help but make people take a breath of air. Is he a genius? No, he should be called a monster.

With a long sigh, this talented and talented young man has made his mark on this battlefield. He has both talent and hard work, which makes people feel regretful.

He had no doubts about Hatake Sakumo's words. Although he didn't know how this young man did it, it did not prevent him from imagining and painting such a picture. The extremely disadvantaged number of people, the young man with gray clothes, black hair and black eyes, The scene of one man fighting against a group of heroes, with blood staining his body red, creating space for the Konoha ninja behind him.

This reminded him of the escape opportunity the Second Hokage created for Kumogakure's Golden Horn troops in order to block them. This scene was so similar.

Just like when a painter dies, the value of his paintings will rise sharply, and after a person dies, those around him will continue to think of his goodness. The latter sounds more like a kind of respect for the deceased. of remembrance.

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This kind of news of victory in the first battle naturally needs to be widely publicized, not only to reflect the strength of Konoha, but also to make the villagers of Konoha feel at ease. It is just that no one needs to add many names to the commemorative monument. Asked.

Uchiha clan.

"I heard that Konoha defeated the Iwa Ninja and Suna Ninja."

"After all, our Uchiha reputation is not in vain!"

It's just that the person who said this didn't know how few Uchiha people there were in total, and what proportion of them were genin.

Self-promotion often appears in the mouths of certain people, and they are basically the so-called people who don't know the truth.

At this time, a young girl was sitting alone in front of the yard, her eyes blank.

In the courtyard, which is not too big or too small, flowers from various seasons are intertwined, and the colorful flowers surround the girl. You don't need to get close to feel the fragrance of the flowers.

A voice sounded faintly from her mouth. It was very small, so small that only she could hear it. Only when you are close to you can you hear it. It turned out to be a song, "The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and disturbs the world. The dream turns cold and goes through a lifetime of love and debt." How many……"

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came, interrupting her little afternoon interest. The person who came was none other than her father, Uchiha Sui.

"I've met my father!" Yingying stood up. As a woman from a big family, even at home, the etiquette must be thoughtful.

"He's dead!" These three words, without beginning or end, seemed to carry her final sentence, hitting her heart hard.

Both of them knew what the other was talking about, but it was destined to be a debate that had no beginning and no end.

"Is there a corpse?" Uchiha Mikoto asked, showing a perseverance that was not commensurate with usual.

"Many people on the battlefield have seen it, and he can't come back!"

At this time, Uchiha Mikoto also fell silent.

Uchiha Su wanted to say more, but when he saw his daughter's expressionless face, he stopped himself, sighed, turned around and walked back.

Uchiha Mikoto's eyes became blank again, and she murmured to herself, "No, he said, let me wait for him..."

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The cold light fell slowly in the center. A young man in the middle of the field had his eyes closed and his body was lying on the ground. The cold ground made him feel like he was being pushed onto the operating table. He could only hear Cangtian's solemn voice next to him. Ringing in the ears.

"Huo Li, Kui She, Bai Cun, Yao, get ready, it's time to start!"

"Got it, Dad!"

Four giant snakes of different colors occupied the four directions, bright and fiery red, green like pine, blue like the sea, and thick loess. Cangtian was covered in golden light, and the aura of a wealthy man seemed to blind everyone. His momentum suddenly shrank, and then he whispered softly. One drink, "Come out!"

A shadow appeared faintly behind the five snake bodies. As time passed, it slowly became more and more real, and finally turned into five giant dragons with different colors.

I saw the dragon's eyes flashing, flying upwards, circling several times in the air, then the dragon's mouth opened fiercely, and it rushed towards the young man below...