Konoha Qiweiju

The trip to the Food Village ends here.

Zhenxiu didn't know that he was obsessed with Fenxiang.

So many decades later, a ramen master named Handa appeared to challenge him.

Of course, these are all things for later.

Three days later, the real cultivators left the Food Village.

The dream ingredients in Konoha Village have been found in a short time.

But no one thought that this food village would be directly wiped out in the first ninja war a few years later, with only a few people escaping.

At this time, Zhen Xiang was busy making dream dishes.

"Brother Tobirama, I made a total of five fantasy dishes with the fantasy ingredients I got from the Food Village this time, including flame meatballs, tornado potatoes, boiled vegetables, thunder eggplant, and earth turtle. The five kinds of dreams correspond to each other.

The five chakra attributes can increase the power of the ninjutsu performed by the eater by 20%.

The effect lasts for three minutes. However, it has no effect on jounin level and above.

For the convenience of eating, I made these dishes similar to Bingliangwan."

"very good."

After hearing this, Feijian was very satisfied.

If this kind of thing is used on a large scale on the battlefield, Konoha's combat effectiveness will definitely increase to a terrifying level.

It is obviously much stronger than other villages.

Only then did Tobirama realize how terrifying the cooking ninja was.

Although the previous Bakose Urine Beef Balls were good, they were still a bit inferior to this dreamy dish.

"Young cultivator, I have worked hard for you during this time. This kind of thing will become a secret of Konoha, and only the Hokage can know about it in the future. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Brother Tobirama, I know what's going on. If everyone knew about it, I would die miserably."

Zhen Xiu smiled.

"I won't let you die."

Tobirama suddenly said.

"ha?"

"If you die, no one will make this dreamy dish."

"Brother Tobirama is really heartless. It's for this reason."

Zhenxiu felt very sad.

"Hmph, I asked you to find three cooking ninjas to form a team, but I didn't see any movement from you."

"Brother Tobirama, it's hard to find talents. Think about it, there are very few people in the village who are interested in cooking, let alone becoming cooking ninjas. Hiruzen and Aben are just working here.

That’s all.”

"This is your problem, you have to find a way to solve it yourself."

"..."

"Brother Tobirama, I want to ask you for a leave."

"Take leave? Where to go?"

"I want to go back to the Country of Whirlpool. I want to see my people. I haven't been back for several years and I really miss them. I want to go back with Mito-san."

Tobirama crossed his shoulders and thought for a moment before saying, "Okay. I'll use the Flying Thunder God Technique to send you back."

"Really? That's a good feeling."

"You should go back and take a look."

When Tobirama agreed to give Shinshu a holiday, things became a lot easier.

Thousand Hands House.

"Sister, do you want to go home with me?"

Mito looked solemn and said, "I just want to tell you about this."

"What's wrong?"

Zhen Xiu said doubtfully.

"Dad is seriously ill."

"What!"

He really did something exciting and stood up directly.

"I just received a letter from the Ninja Eagle. Dad is seriously ill and can't get out of bed. I was planning to go back with you."

"How could this happen! Dad is obviously in good health, so how could he suddenly become seriously ill?"

I really can’t understand it.

"Could it be that someone was plotting against you?"

Thinking of this, Zhen Xiu couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

Mito shook his head and said: "Dad has been fighting for many years, and his body has a lot of hidden injuries. Now he is eighty years old, and his body is seriously declining. If it weren't for the Uzumaki clan's amazing physique, I'm afraid he would have been... a few years ago... …”

Warring States Period.

The average lifespan of a ninja is only thirty years.

Although the Uzumaki clan is famous for their longevity, their average lifespan is about forty years longer than that of ordinary people.

Uzushio is now eighty years old, which is considered a long life among the Uzumaki clan.

In addition, he suffered many serious injuries when he was young, so it is not surprising that his end is approaching now.

After hearing this, Zhenxiu fell silent.

Shinshu forgot how he left the Senju Mansion.

His mind is very confused.

Originally, I just suddenly remembered that I hadn't been home for a long time, and I felt a little missed for that stern old man.

I didn't expect to get this news suddenly now.

Perhaps it was precisely because the deadline for the Uzumaki Tide was approaching that the true cultivator suddenly had the idea to go home and have a look.

Somehow, the father and son seemed to have a tacit understanding.

"Dad..."

Zhen Xiu looked up and saw that the blue sky looked quite melancholy.

The last time we met, my father ate the three-egg shaomai made by Shinshu and gave him the inherited technique of the Uzumaki clan.

Zhenxiu also promised his father to go back and see him when he has time.

But now, two years have passed, and I have never gone back even once.

Thinking of this, Zhenxiu suddenly felt that he was really a bastard.

I forgot that my father was already an old man with white hair and was no longer the warrior he once was on the battlefield.

Returning to Qiweiju, Zhenxiu looked around at the four-star decoration, and suddenly wanted to bring his father over to take a look.

But I'm afraid I won't be able to do it.

After packing up his things, Zhenxiu hung a temporary suspension sign at the door and left.

The night is hazy.

Mito, Shinshu and Tobirama gathered together.

Itaki hasn't returned from his mission yet, and Hashirama has important things to do as Hokage.

Therefore, there were only three of them going to Uzushio Hidden Village this time.

Even Tobirama would come back soon after sending the two of them away.

As a ninja, Tobirama has long taken life and death lightly.

"let's go."

Tobirama didn't talk much in the past, and even more so today.

Putting his hands on the shoulders of the two of them, there was a burst of space fluctuation, and the three of them disappeared in place.

at the same time.

In the distant Uzumaki Hidden Village, Uzushio was lying on the bed.

"Afu, what time is it now?"

Uzumaki said weakly.

"Master Patriarch, it's almost eight o'clock now. Are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to make you something to eat."

Uzumaki shook his head and said: "No need. I don't have much appetite. It would be great if I could eat a dish made by a brat. I used to think that he was not doing his job properly, but now that I think about it, I have been spoiled by his naughty mouth."

Uzumaki smiled faintly, a hint of nostalgia appearing in his cloudy eyes.

Uzumaki Fu sighed: "Master Patriarch, you are thinking of the Young Patriarch."

"I don't. That brat, how could I miss him? If I did, it would be my little sweetheart Mito."

Uzumaki said stubbornly.

But everyone knows that Uzumaki, who has grown up and has a son, dotes on his youngest son Shinshu to the extreme.

Of course, the way of pampering is quite different.

"Dad."

The sudden sound sounded, and Uzumaki was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Afu, you see I'm really old, and I'm actually hearing hallucinations. Why did that brat appear here?"

"Dad, I'm back."

When Uzumaki Uzumaki heard this, his body stiffened, and when he looked back, he saw Shinshu.

"You brat... why are you back?"