deep clouds and thick fog

This year's Chunin exam was extremely uneven.

The Fourth Kazekage hijacked the three teams of Hokage, Sand Ninja Village betrayed the alliance with Konoha, and on the tall roof that was blocked by the Four Purple Flame Formation, the fourth Kazekage, whose motivation seemed inexplicable, showed his true colors.

A disciple of three generations, one of the famous Sannin, Orochimaru.

The man with a pale complexion had terrifying golden vertical pupils rolling in his eye sockets, which made him look less like a human and more like a monster—just like a snake.

The fierce battle unfolded, and all kinds of strange ninjutsu were at your fingertips. Under the interpretation of these two kage-level men, the battle in the dark purple curtain dazzled the viewers.

And Orochimaru's move even the third Hokage was amazed-or anger is more appropriate.

"Psychic dirt reincarnation!"

Orochimaru's tone was not high-pitched, but full of excitement.The third generation's face darkened, and under his gaze, coffins protruded heavily one by one. The words "first" and "second" proved his speculation.

"Stop the third anyway."

The coffin marked with the word "four" finally shrank back under the obstruction of the three generations. Orochimaru showed a strange smile behind the two coffins, and his tone was casual, but there was another kind of eagerness flashing in the golden pupil , his psychic practice did not end, the fourth coffin slowly and firmly covered his face that was already hidden in the shadows.

"It seems that the third one is not going to work, but forget it, with the last one here, there must be no problem."

There is another one? !

The third generation couldn't help but be very surprised. According to the words on the coffin, the "first" and "two", and the "four", are undoubtedly the past Hokage, but Konoha has only been passed down for four generations so far, so the remaining one, What exactly is it?

It didn't take long for the third generation to doubt, the coffin was slowly opened, and the black-haired and white-haired man's hands were drooping, like a sleeper who was forced to stand and was still sleeping in a dream.Not surprisingly, this is indeed the first Hokage and the second Hokage.However, his gaze fell to the third coffin. The coffin with no writing on it creaked and opened the lid. The silver-haired young man lowered his head, and there was still a bone blade he used to use in his chest stuck in his chest.

That young and handsome face looked unexpectedly childish because of the loss of soul, and the thin lips were slightly pursed, but it also revealed a sense of peace.

Konoha Zixiao—or, Rin.

The former leader of Konoha Anbu who disappeared in the vast desert since 41 years and can't find his whereabouts.

It turned out that he was still dead... The third generation was a bit bitter, because there was no definite news, so he had unrealistic assumptions there, maybe this mysterious and powerful young man didn't die, but just went to a place they didn't know The place.

But in fact, people are still going to die.

Tianming is doomed that even a strong man like Rin and a character like the first and second generations will still face death under the crush of fate.

Sadness is only a momentary thing, Sandai stared firmly at the three "people" summoned by psychic techniques.The black-haired first-generation came out first, followed by the second-generation who staggered like him, and the silver-haired young man was still standing there quietly, without making a sound or moving at all.

Conversation is just a delay of time, the third generation quietly searched for a method in his mind, the first generation is enough for him to deal with, plus the second generation and the amazingly strong Anbu leader, he couldn't help but wry smile ——Is this the respect you give me based on my strength, Orochimaru?

Not far away, the Anbu who were silently watching the situation were communicating in low voices. From the first and second generation to the quiet silver-haired young man, when a knowledgeable Anbu said that the last one was the famous Zi Xiao, he would not be surprised. Few people were amazed: With such a young and even childish appearance, could it be that they have misunderstood someone?

When Anbu Zixiao was criss-crossing, it was still a very, very early age, almost 20 years ago.The older generation has retired, and the new generation has little knowledge of many secret histories, not to mention Anbu, all information is blocked, and the only people who know about him, apart from those who have worked in Anbu, are only some high-level members of Konoha.

In the field, the heavy coffin finally fell down.Orochimaru walked to the back of the first generation and the others, and he looked at the still silent leader Anbu in surprise—why, didn't he wake up like the first generation?

"How dare you fool the dead!" Sandai said in a deep voice, "Playing with time and space will not lead to any good results."

However, the third generation's warning was not accepted by the long-time students, and the corners of Orochimaru's lips rose, but it was so large that there was no hint of pleasure.He held a shuriken with a charm, and slowly inserted it into the back of the heads of the three dead who were summoned by psychic techniques.

The will of the self was eliminated, and the white mist filled the bodies of the three of them, and the withered and dead faces gradually regained their vitality-this meant that the battle was about to start!

However, that purple Xiaoguang still stood there silently. The soul that should have returned from the pure land of the underworld seemed to have lost its way, which caused the reincarnation of the dirty land to fail.

"It failed... Forget it, the first and second generations can also be used."

Orochimaru was half regretful, watching the battle between the second generation of the first generation and the third generation in the field, some intense and contradictory emotions, mixed with joy and sadness, surged in his heart.

Teacher... I will kill you.

Kill you.

*****

In fact, seriously speaking, the feeling of traveling through time and space is not very good.

— especially in this forced situation.

Pulled by an invisible force, Rin could only follow the established path forward.After the illusion materialized, his body was somewhat transparent, shrouded in dark purple light—it was Mare's power protecting him from too much damage.

But there is no avoiding it.

Small scars appeared on the surface of the soul, and the light on Rin's body was fading, but the road ahead was still as dark and long as when he first stepped on it. Rin began to think seriously about the situation in which the flames were about to be absorbed. Next, can you still go to the source of the summoning?

Sure enough, the cheating device is not for you to drive and play. Without enough motivation, even if it is against the sky, it will not last long.

Under such circumstances, and I don't know how long it has passed, there is only a thin layer of purple left on Rin's body, and at this moment the surrounding darkness finally begins to subside, and the subtle battle sound is heard in the ears-this makes Rin Rin cheered up, "Very well, we're almost there."

Maybe there's a fight to loosen him up.

However, when Rin came to the end, a layer of membrane blocked the way, and the power was a little familiar. Rin thought for a moment before he suddenly remembered that it was the fluctuation of Chakra.

Chakra... Konoha?

That is where he died.

His gaze sharpened, and the pale claws extending from the finger bones ruthlessly tore apart what was blocking them.What came to my heart was an indescribable feeling, just like the kind of harmony, kindness and comfort that Rin felt when he returned to Gabrielone.

...Have you returned to your own body?

Rin opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold his head a little uncomfortable.The scene in the arena was vaguely outlined in the dim vision. Although he couldn't see clearly, the familiar fighting style made him understand that this was really back to Konoha.

The left eye was dark, and there was no part of the body that was not stiff or painful as if it had been run over. There was no doubt that Rin had entered his dead body, which was dilapidated even if he was not dead.He pulled out the bone knife from his chest without hesitation, without blood splatter, and with a bang, the useless bone knife was thrown on the ground—this attracted the attention of the people in the field.

The third generation, who was deciding to use the ghoul ban, looked at the young man stretching his limbs in surprise, his delicate face showed no expression at all, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't pay any attention to the outside world at all.Such an indifferent expression made him a bit lonely and arrogant, and also deeply separated him at this time from the godless corpse before.Undoubtedly, the leader of Anbu, who is suspected of being reincarnated from the dirty soil, has returned from the underworld, and he is not under the control of Orochimaru-because Orochimaru had planted spells in their brains in order to prevent the first generation and others from losing control.

Sandai's movements slowed down, he missed looking at the silver-haired young man, and vaguely remembered those long gone years.Probably the young man has hardly changed, so he seems to have returned to the past, and almost blurted out: "Zi Xiao!"

"Three generations?"

Hearing a familiar voice calling himself, Rin subconsciously replied in reflex.The old man in the field showed a gratified expression, and Rin knew that this was the third Hokage who had helped him a lot.

To be so old... so how many years have passed here?

He went to look at another person in the field, with white clothes and black hair, pale face, golden vertical pupils with the breath of snakes.Rin showed a hint of disgust imperceptibly.

"Orochimaru……"

"Hmph, so it's not a failure, but a delay."

Orochimaru is very interested in this deceased who woke up a little late.When he took away Rin's body that year, he used almost all research methods except for the dissection, but he didn't come to any conclusions—as for not dissecting it, it was just a vague expectation of the future.And when he made this Konoha destruction plan, almost immediately, he thought of this man whom he kept carefully.

Apart from the first generation, the second generation and the fourth generation, there is no one more suitable to participate in this battle than this person.Konoha's famous "Zi Xiao" was highly appreciated by the three generations and even intended to be the heir at one time - don't doubt, this is a decision that was concealed in the past. If it weren't for the terrible blood succession disease, perhaps the three generations would have stepped down earlier. Or maybe, there won't be so many follow-up things.

So, when Sarutobi saw this on the battlefield, what kind of expression would he have?In this powerful and peculiar attack, what kind of powerlessness will it be?

——But now it's a bit off.

Rin was indeed awake, but he was out of control. Orochimaru immediately realized that the field was three-on-two. Although he knew that this Anbu Zixiao didn't have much sense of belonging to Konoha, he also knew that this man would never stand against him. this side.

"It's very strange, where is your soul in the pure land of the underworld? It came so late..."

"Use my body for human research... Orochimaru, don't think that I dare not kill you."

After passing through the gate of truth, Rin can make a certain degree of detection of unknown things.And now this ability is running at high speed, and it didn't take a moment to tell Rin what happened.

It is nothing more than Orochimaru obtained his own lost body, and then used it for research-this can be felt from some parts of the body-and then used the forbidden technique to summon his soul back. As for which method, he seems Remember, the Second Hokage once created a forbidden technique called Dirty Earth Reincarnation.

How boring - such use of the dead.

Rin looked at the two men with a similar aura to him, the first generation and the second generation, which he could still recognize.

"Third generations." Rin said in a tone without any ups and downs, with a few jumps, blocking the first and second generations. "Give these two to me."

Hmph, although I really want to kill that snake immediately, but the first generation and the second generation are stronger and harder to meet, and the latter is more attractive to Rin.

Sandai was startled, and then understood Rin's meaning - he was a little relieved, even though he had been away for so many years, this young man was still a member of Konoha.

He put down the ghoul-sealed move, and switched to another ninjutsu. Now, he has only one target, and that is his disciple Orochimaru!

And Rin also held the bone knife, feeling the turbulent flow of the bones in his body, showing a wanton and insolent smile.

"The first generation and the second generation?"

Just let me see it!