Hokage: Begin To Acquire Senju Hashirama Chakra

As Lijiao said, they had already arranged a hotel for Liu Ming and the three generations to stay in.

"Third generation Hokage-sama, this road has been hard, if there is anything sluggish, please bear with me. According to Mifune-sama's instructions, the three of them rested for the night and officially began their talks tomorrow. Rikaku's attitude remained respectful.

Although the national strength of the Iron Country is far less than that of such a big country as the Fire Country and the Thunder Country.

However, as the only neutral country in the ninja world that can stay out of the fire of the three ninja world wars, they have a strong self-confidence.

Whether it was receiving Hokage or Thunder Kage, Mifune did not come forward directly, but was contacted by his subordinates.

During the talks, they would meet Mifune himself.

"Thank you! Convey your thanks to Mifune for me! Miyo nodded.

"Be sure to convey! Then I won't disturb your rest in the next day, and I have to go back and report to Mifune-sama."

Saying that, he gave a samurai salute to Liu Ming and the others, and then turned around and strode out of here.

"Old man, I went back to my room to rest, and I was exhausted in the past few days."

Liu Ming saw that Lijiao had left, and pretended to stretch out, looking tired and half dead.

The three generations laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, go!" Mountain wind, you have also worked hard these days, go back to the house and rest.

"Yes, three generations of adults." Yamanaka Feng stood straight, not the slightest bit tired, but still led the way.

This is a habit he developed at the root, no matter what order is given by his superiors, do not question it, only carry it out!

"Little Fengzi, help me put my luggage in the room." Liu Ming said with a smile.

"Yes!" Yamanaka Wind is still meticulously executed.

Liu Ming returned to the room, let Yamanaka put away his luggage, and immediately closed the door.

Although the country of iron is not rich, under Mifune's leadership, everyone lives in peace.

And the hotel that received them naturally could not be too bad, and the environment was the best in the capital.

Although the room is not gorgeous, it is clean and tidy, and the things that are usually used are neatly arranged.

Liu Ming sat cross-kneeled on the tatami mat and directly opened his eyes.

Although he is very combative, his perception is his weakness.

Sometimes even face to face, Liu Ming can't tell the difference between Chakra.

But fortunately, he has white eyes!

When he opened his eyes, he immediately had a 360-degree field of view without dead angles.

Coupled with the perspective of his white eyes and the ability to distinguish Chakra, he can confirm if someone is watching him.

After confirming that there was no abnormality, Liu Ming used his mind to extract the shallow beating in the system's backpack.

Although he had never used a weapon such as a tai sword before, he had mastered swordsmanship.

As soon as the shallow hit is held in the hand, the feeling of being like an arm's command comes into being.

He could even dance a difficult sword flower with a shake of his hand.

If you can master swordsmanship, you must accidentally injure yourself.

"Good sword!" Liu Ming blurted out intuitively.

He tries to inject Chakra into the shallow punch to see if he can free it and turn it into a real slasher.

Obviously, it wasn't that easy, and nothing changed.

"It seems that if you want to turn it into a real slashing knife, Chakra alone is not enough, you also need spiritual strength and faith."

Yanagi looked at the silver-white blade, stopped injecting Chakra, and then stood up from the tatami.

Although the check-in rewarded him with this shallow beating, there was no matching scabbard.

The Land of Iron is the land of samurai, where each of the samurai wears stacked armor and at least two sabers, and the field of sword casting is extremely developed.

When Liu Ming was walking on the street before, he saw several good sword casting workshops.

"Go get a scabbard for Asa!"

Seeing that it was still early outside, Liu Ming pinned the snow-white knife to his waist, and then left the room.

The hotel where Liu Ming and them stayed is located in the most prosperous area of the capital city of the Iron Country.

"Although it can't be compared to Konoha Village, the streets are still quite lively."

Liu Ming walked out of the hotel and looked at the nearby environment as he walked.

The streets are also crowded with people, and various vendors are buying and selling.

Of course, as the home of samurai, iron and sword casting are well developed here.

Liu Ming didn't take a few steps before he could see a sword casting hall with a huge shop.

He glanced at the shallow beating around his waist and walked directly into this sword casting hall.

"Welcome!"

The sword forger here saw that there were guests coming to the door, and naturally he was very familiar.

But the next moment, his gaze was attracted by the shallow beating on Liu Ming's waist.

With just a glance, the swordsmith's eyes widened.

"This... You sword! The swordsmith swallowed.

In the field of sword casting, he considered himself well-informed.

Many of the weapons used by many famous samurai were written by him.

As a veteran swordsmith, he hated the word "perfect" to describe a sword.

Because for a true swordsmith, the best sword is always the next.

This is the belief that every swordsmith must have!

It is this belief that sustains his continuous aggressiveness and continues to reach higher heights in the field of sword forging.

If one day he forged a sword that was described as "perfect," it would be tantamount to denying his later life.

This is undoubtedly a devastating blow for a swordsmith who strives for excellence.

However, these ideas were completely subverted after meeting Liu Ming.

"Perfect..."

the sword forger muttered subconsciously under this extreme shock.

At this moment, he couldn't find the words to describe the knife on Liu Ming's waist, except for "perfect"!

"Huh?" Liu Ming looked at the boss with a dull face, and some of the second monk was puzzled.

The sword forger came back to his senses and said apologetically, "I'm sorry! I can... Take a look at your sword?

He wiped his hands that were trembling with excitement on the clothes on his back, very sincerely.

At the same time, he was a little apprehensive, as if he was afraid that Liu Ming would refuse.

Liu Ming followed his gaze to the shallow beating on his waist, took it off casually and handed it over.

"Of course, no problem."

The sword forger looked fanatical, stretched out his hands, and respectfully caught the shallow hit.

That cautious look was like picking up his newborn son.

I'm afraid I'll bump or touch it if I'm not careful.

"Just show me, and then help me get a suitable scabbard for this sword."

Liu Ming explained, didn't care, and visited the store with his own care.

"What? Scabbard... Do you want to customize the scabbard for this taijiao? The sword forger was a little stunned, he almost thought he had misheard!

Such a perfect sword, even without a sheath?

Just when the sword forger was stunned, his apprentices who were already busy rushed forward.

They had never seen their master treat a sword so solemnly.

You know, their master has created many famous swords, even the sword of Mifune-sama was created by him.

However, they were soon attracted by the snow-white sword in the master's hand, and they all stared intently.

"It's so beautiful!"

"This sword body is just perfect!"

Although they are only apprentices, they usually have the guidance of famous masters and have seen many good swords, and their vision is naturally extremely high.

Seeing this, Liu Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

But think about it, shallow fighting is the proud work of the two house king Yue of the sword god.

As a tai sword, its standards in all aspects are naturally extraordinary.

If even a few mortals can't hold back, it's too wasteful.

"Do you really want to customize a sheath for this sword?"

The sword forger looked excited: "Oh, I almost forgot!" Introduce yourself, my name is Iron Tooth, I am the chief sword forger of the Iron Country, and the sword of Mifune-sama is from the hand of the subordinate. "

Oh?" Liu Ming was surprised.

Being able to create a sword for Mifune seems to be a real leader in this industry.

Of course, Yanagi knew Mifune, a man with superb swordsmanship and a leader of the Iron Country Samurai Group.

In the Naruto plot, he defeated Hanzo, known as the "demigod", in the fourth Shinobi War.

This is enough to show that in kendo, this guy still has two brushes.

Liu Ming didn't find it strange that he could meet the chief sword forger of the Iron Country by visiting a shop at random.

This area is the most prosperous area in the capital city of the Iron Country, and people who don't have a doorway are probably not qualified to occupy such a large shop here.

"That's right, if you don't have a sheath, it's inconvenient to carry it with you."

Liu Ming's gaze roamed around the shop and said, "I wonder if you have a ready-made scabbard suitable for my knife here?" "

Ready-made?"

The iron teeth followed Liu Ming's line of sight, looking at the waste hanging on the wall, dumbfounded.

God, what is this guy thinking?

A scabbard is to a knife what clothes are to a person.

While playing a protective role, it will also highlight a person's status, taste and so on.

Obviously, those ready-made scabbards are like the gap between a beggar and a king.

This kind of pairing is completely unacceptable.

This is a defilement, a great insult!

Just when Tie Ya organized the language and was ready to make the most correct suggestion for Liu Ming.

"This brother, with all due respect, an ordinary scabbard is not worthy of your sword!"

An abrupt voice came.