Konoha Qiweiju

Konoha twenty-eight years.

The ninja world, which had been quiet for several years, once again made waves.

The signals of World War II just kept spreading.

This year, the three ninjas each turn eighteen.

In the green years, each grows up.

Although the name of the Sannin has not yet appeared, their respective strengths have shown rapid progress.

Ordinary Jonin are no match for them.

The three of them also became the right-hand men of the third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Qiweiju.

The original little lolita Tsunade is now tall and graceful and has become a flower in Konoha.

"Uncle, how do you practice the Yin Seal? I heard from grandma that you had already mastered it when you were eighteen. So you still look like you are eighteen now. I am eighteen now.

, but I definitely don’t have a clue yet.”

Tsunade's face was full of sorrow. She had been practicing the Yin Seal recently but had not made any progress. She was very distressed.

There is no girl who doesn’t want to stay young forever.

Tsunade is no exception.

At this time, her medical ninjutsu was still being explored and was far from the level it would be later.

Although the system of medical ninjutsu was initiated by Hashirama, it was Tsunade who actually organized it.

Naoki hasn't died yet, so Tsunade doesn't really care much about this aspect.

Hearing this, Zhen Xiu smiled and said: "This thing depends on personal qualifications and practice. It is a step-by-step process."

"Hey, is there really no trick?"

Tsunade looked at Shinsu longingly.

"No. Little Tsunade, you are still young. When you are twenty-eight or nine years old, you will definitely succeed in practicing."

"I don't want it. How could my skin condition at that time be the same as now?"

"Then you have to work harder."

"Oh, I'm really annoyed. I even got a pimple today."

Tsunade's face was full of helplessness and resentment, and she just felt that there were too many worries.

"In that case, how about I make you some papaya milk for beauty and beauty?"

"Okay, okay, the papaya milk made by my uncle is much better than the one I make myself."

Tsunade looked forward to it.

Zhenxiu smiled and started to do it.

After sending Tsunade away, the night became darker.

It is inevitable that the storm will rise again.

World War II is not too far away.

Over the years, Sakumo has grown to the point where he can stand on his own, and the title of Konoha White Fang has begun to spread.

Perhaps during World War II, this title will be completely resounding throughout the ninja world.

The Sannin will also become famous during World War II.

These are all within the expectations of true cultivators.

Many years have passed, and Zhenxiu is no longer the passionate young man he once was.

He became calm and silent.

No longer think about how to change the world or change death.

Gradually he learned to accept it.

Because there are many things that he cannot change.

Just like the deaths of Itaki, Uchiha Mirror and Hatake Blade.

Banshu and Jing died of illness.

Blade died in an accident.

The life of a ninja is also so fragile.

Even true cultivation cannot change it.

Because everything was so sudden.

Diseases, true practitioners are not miraculous doctors and cannot save him.

Unexpectedly, true practitioners are not prophets and cannot avoid all risks.

The two people who once had a close relationship with him suddenly left like this, which made Zhen Xiu quite emotional.

Or maybe as you get older, you have started to look away from these things.

Back then, he tried his best to keep Tobirama alive.

Now, he accepted it all calmly.

However, he did not regret saving Tobirama.

Although he has lost all his memory, he is now just a ten-year-old child.

But this is enough.

One day, Tobirama, the fastest in the ninja world, will return.

All of this depends on Zhen Xiu’s cooking progress.

The night is hazy.

Just when Zhen Xiu was about to pack up and leave, a man came in.

Wearing a Hokage robe, a small goatee, and sharp eyes.

It was none other than the middle-aged Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen.

This is also his eleventh year as Hokage.

"Hiruzen?"

Seeing Hiruzen coming, Zhenxiu was quite surprised.

Since becoming Hokage, Hiruzen has rarely had time to come to Shichimiju.

Seeing Hiruzen, who already looked like a middle-aged man, Zhenxiu felt a little emotional.

The Yin seal is just right, and I still look eighteen years old.

"Teacher Zhenxiu, long time no see."

Hiruzen smiled lightly and sat on the chair.

It's just that the smile has a more or less kind feeling.

Sure enough, as people age, even their smiles become much kinder.

"Why are you free to come here today?"

"I suddenly thought about it."

"What a capricious reason. Do you want to eat something?"

When Hiruzen heard this, he showed a trace of nostalgia.

"Fish soup."

"Fish soup?"

Zhenxiu was stunned for a moment, and then he understood.

"At your age, it's time for you to catch up."

Hiruzen laughed dumbly.

"You are the only one who can talk to me like this now, Teacher Zhenxiu."

"Looking at your premature aging, Hashirama and Tobirama looked like they were in their twenties when they were your age. You are now a middle-aged uncle."

While Zhenxiu was talking, he had already taken out a carp.

"Teacher Zhenxiu, if you say that, I will be very sad."

Hiruzen felt helpless as he touched his beard.

I have indeed aged a lot over the years.

But there were internal and external troubles in Konoha, and he had too many things to worry about.

Seeing that Zhenxiu, who was six years older than him, was still the young boy he was when they first met him, it would be a lie to say he was not envious.

Raising the knife and lowering it, Zhen Xiu had already finished dealing with the carp.

Pebbles taken out from somewhere were also placed on the charcoal fire and burned.

"Okay, I know it's not easy for you. The position of Hokage is really not something that ordinary people can do. I also admire you, all of you are rushing to take this position. That guy Danzo probably hasn't given up yet."

Speaking of Danzo, Hiruzen's eyes dimmed a little.

"He...seems to have changed."

"Changed?"

Zhenxiu was stunned for a moment, unexpected?

There are some.

But it makes sense.

If Danzo doesn't change, then he is no longer Danzo.

"Then what are you going to do to him?"

Zhenxiu asked, put the fish bones into the pot and fry them.

Hiruzen sighed.

"I don't know either. I just feel that he is different from before. He divided the ANBU I handed over to him into another group and turned them into roots and his personal power. It seems that there is no big problem. But

I know that he must have some back-up to do this. After all these years, he is still dissatisfied with Tobirama-sensei for giving me the position of Hokage."

Zhen Xiu smiled.

"Hiruzen, your interests are related, how can he be easily convinced? Maybe your Hokage did a good job, but he will feel that he can do better."

Pour water into the pot and cook fish bone soup.

"I understand. But I really can't do anything to him."