Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

Let’s first look at another place in this ninja world, at the intersection of the Kingdom of Wind and the Kingdom of Birds.

All the ninjas in Pigeon Village began to gather. They had received the information from Huang Hongcheng that the mission was completed. This time they completed the mission perfectly, and Quan was successfully rescued. Now that's the matter here, Nai

Fan has no ambition to completely defeat Orochimaru, and it is completely unnecessary and unrealistic at the moment. He alone can pose an unimaginable threat to all of them. Now it is just to let Orochimaru suffer and let him know the pain,

I know that Pigeon Village is not the kind of village that can be bullied casually.

Let him think carefully when he strikes in the future. Don't attack Pigeon Village as often as he does now, and still be so powerful. He has a condescending look, as if Pigeon Village is Orochimaru's medicine storehouse. Inside

All the Uchiha clan members have been destined to be reincarnation vessels by Orochimaru.

"How long does it take to arrive?" They were running in the yellow sand, and the gravel was scraping on everyone's faces like knives. They encountered a sandstorm, the sky turned dark, and overwhelming black sand swept over them.

"I wonder if Orochimaru-sama can unleash such power?" Naifen smiled and approached Orochimaru. He suddenly accelerated, almost on the same level as Orochimaru's.

"In the final analysis, chakra is just your own power, and ninjutsu is just using your own power to imitate the power of nature. No matter how powerful the task is, we can't achieve the level of nature, because we are just imitating it.

.For example, the technique of the Great Waterfall and the technique of the Great Fire Ball. Lord Pigeon Shadow still looks up to me." Orochimaru laughed, a harsh and shrill laugh that was unbearable.

"But as far as I know, there seem to be many techniques that surpass nature, such as the Fourth Hokage's Flying Thunder God, which can reach the target instantly regardless of distance. There is also the First Generation's Wood Release Ninjutsu. These are extremely powerful Ninjutsu, right?

Forgive me, it is not weaker than the force of nature." Naifenbai turned the topic to ninjutsu, which was the topic that Orochimaru was most interested in. If you talk to him about this topic, it will definitely distract him.

"Those ninjutsu require powerful people to operate. There are only a few people who can use Flying Thunder God and Wood Release, and after using them, they will cause a certain amount of damage to the body. It is a move that can kill one thousand enemies and damage eight hundred, so it is banned.

Jutsu, although these techniques have great abilities, they only occupy a small part of all ninjutsu. It does not mean that ninjutsu can transcend nature." Orochimaru continued, not ending the topic immediately, everything

Just as Nai Fan expected, Orochimaru wanted to continue this topic.

"So what about the Second Hokage's filthy reincarnation? What about the Fourth Hokage's Seal of the Ghoul? These two techniques are completely against the laws of nature. There is no power that can bring the dead back from the underworld, but the Second Hokage did it.

, and no one can escape from the cycle of life and death, but the fourth generation did it. They who did these things naturally have strength beyond nature, and their ninjutsu has that ability. This is something that nature cannot do.

Things, but Ninjutsu has done it, is such Ninjutsu still an imitation of nature?" Orochimaru is obsessed with the research of the second generation, and the one that fascinates him the most is the reincarnation of the dirty soil. It is best to use the reincarnation of the dirty soil as a bet. Maybe he

They may be wary of why Nai fans know about the forbidden art of reincarnation in the dirty land, but they may also be directly attracted by the topic, which makes Nai fans more able to take advantage of it.

"Where did you know about the art of reincarnation?" Orochimaru's expression became serious, and the snake skin on his face began to appear. His long tongue stretched out, as if he might spit out a sword from it at any time and take away Naifen.

's life.

"After all, I am also a ninja of the wood industry. Although I have broken away from the relationship with the wood industry now, I admired the second generation very much when I was in the wood industry. Since these techniques were invented by the second generation, they can always be learned from him.

Find clues.

"Naifan replied with a smile. Of course, these are all made up. The purpose is to make Orochimaru believe him. He knows that these are all because he is an outsider and read them from the forum. He once had a God's perspective.

"Yes, I forgot that you are also a traitor to ninja. You must have seen something that you shouldn't have seen. Haha, it's really interesting. It is true that ninjutsu can transcend human limits, but there are very few people who can master it. I don't think so.

The perfect second generation created countless ninjutsu. After his death, all his life's research was thrown into a secret room and sealed. Now even reading it has become taboo. No one can regain his knowledge until now.

,What's the use of Ninjutsu no matter how powerful it is? If people don't know how to use it."

"Just like flames, when people were still monkeys, they already knew that flames could drive away wild beasts. They sat around the fire, warmed themselves from the fire, and used the fire to drive away the wild beasts. But after the fire was extinguished, there was nothing they could do.

The fire can no longer be lit."

"After the person who mastered the ninjutsu dies, no matter how powerful or incredible the ninjutsu is, it has no meaning, and it is impossible for others to learn that ninjutsu." Orochimaru sighed, and Naifen knew that this was his real

He also knew that it was because of this idea that he longed for eternal life so much. A short life was meaningless to him. He wanted to exhaust the ocean of knowledge and use endless life and endless time to understand everything in this world.

"Of course, as long as it lasts long enough, even monkeys can understand flames, and their wisdom can be passed down from generation to generation, but it would be nice if the Monkey King could survive forever." Naifen echoed Orochimaru's words and kept getting closer.

he.

"What do you want to do?" Kimimaro pulled out the bone sword and placed it in front of Orochimaru. With a crash, the kunai and the bone sword collided together. Naifen's sneak attack ended in failure. But this also meant the beginning of the battle.

, all the ninjas of Pigeon Village began to attack Orochimaru, and all kinds of attacks were launched. Kabuto, Orochimaru, and Kimimaro. Each of the three of them dealt with more than a plurality of ninjas, using various weapons.

Ninjutsu.

"Gan, you are too strong!" Chitaki cut off a large piece of Kimimaro's bones, and the snake hand latent attack from behind, so he had no choice but to give up retreat, but the two snakes pursued him in the air

, the snake fangs were also highly venomous. Chitaki was bullied by Orochimaru, who had control of the air, and the others practiced using their hands to hold back a huge fire escape before burning him to death.

Chitaki didn't have time to rest, and immediately rushed forward. Kimimaro's arm was already injured, and a huge gash spread from his arm, but this level of wound was insignificant to him. His arm healed quickly, and the battle

Ring again!!

"Kirimaru! It's your turn!"

Xiaozukiyomi came on stage, and at this moment, everyone present fell into an illusion of equality.

Severe headaches are accompanied by countless emptiness. I can't tell whether I am dead or alive. If I am still alive, it is a good thing. But if I am dead, does it mean that I will always struggle in this suffocating world?

In a sense of emptiness? That's really terrible.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a long time, or maybe just a moment, until my body finally regained some consciousness. The boy who regained his five senses couldn’t wait to open his eyes.

"Damn it, just dreaming of being able to do this is enough."

Shaking his head vigorously, the boy who had just woken up was still a little unclear. Even if he opened his eyes, all he could see was a vast expanse of white color. His head was also dizzy and he looked extremely tired.

He just had a strange dream. He could not remember the details of the dream at all. He just vaguely felt that he had become a hero who saved the world, but failed on this road.

"Really, I never thought that I would still be a failure in my dream. But the stupid dream that someone like me would save the world is nonsense enough in itself."

The young man stood in front of the washing glass, looking at his tired and bloodshot eyes. People who didn't know must have thought that he had stayed up all night for several times in a row. But in fact, he went to bed very early yesterday, probably at 11 noon yesterday.

Started to sleep and slept until today...

He took out a silver pocket watch from his chest and glanced at the time.

Seven forty...

Who can believe that these are the eyes of a person who has slept for more than twenty hours!

"Originally I just wanted to take a lunch break, but accidentally I slept all day long. The key is that I'm still so tired. Thanks to it, my rare weekend was completely wasted."

The young man took back his pocket watch and muttered something incomprehensible naturally.

"The time is almost up."

Time? What time? Class time? Today is the weekend, only evening self-study is appropriate. It’s still early for evening self-study, why is it almost here? Forget it, let’s go out to eat something.

After washing up, the young man was about to go out to buy something to eat. Although he was not hungry at all, there was a voice in his heart urging him to go out.

People flowed past him, and he was like a raised stone in the river. He looked out of place wherever he went, whether it was a busy passerby or a store clerk with a sweet smile.

His name is...I have forgotten it, but forgetting the name should not have any impact. He is not a person who blames others and thinks that he is so different from the people around him.

He is just a clumsy boy who has not been good at getting along with other people since he was a child. After many years, he has not been able to make any changes even after becoming a seventeen-year-old high school student.

It was obvious that he was not a part of the world well enough, and just daily life was enough to make him feel breathless.

And recently, I just feel like a goldfish about to suffocate, just hanging on for a breath every day.

Things that are taken for granted like survival have become as difficult as torture.

The so-called society is a very complicated thing. It can spread cultural memes in the environment where people live and assimilate the people living in it. For example, northerners who have lived in the south for a long time will sooner or later become southerners. But society

It seems that he has been forgotten. No matter how hard he tries to integrate, he always feels that there is a thin film between himself and the world, preventing him from touching the reality of the world.

"What are all the things I bought? Chocolate mooncakes, cherry mooncakes, and a piece of chocolate cake. They are all things little girls like to eat."

Returning to an empty home, if cakes are not eaten early, they will spoil quickly. Moreover, he has no appetite at all for eating these sweet and greasy things. The best way to deal with it is indeed

Or keep it in the refrigerator?

"Putting it in the refrigerator may pick up other flavors. Just put it on the table and eat it later."

Finally, I put the purchased items on the table.

"Okay, now that we have bought the food, it's time to move the bed."

Huh? What the hell is moving the bed? Why do you need to move the bed? I haven’t eaten for a day, so I can understand why I went out to buy food. Why do I have to move the bed now? What’s the purpose of this?