Kyojuro, the life of a Hokage since the age of one

Looking at the plan that Uchiha Yuanren brought over, the god of death nodded with satisfaction,

"Very good, Uchiha is very good."

"Let's start building my shrine first, right where I usually sleep."

Kyojuro asked a key question, "If the location of the main city is determined, how can other undead who don't know where the main city is find it?"

The god of death thought for a while, "Then set up lighthouses in other areas, and combine street lights and sun patches as light sources. The dead will definitely come to see the light."

Uchiha Yuanren suggested, "Can we select some of the dead to form a patrol team, Bring the lost or escaping dead back to the main city? "

"Yes, but you can't fly, right? It takes too long on the road."

"That's right..."

Kyojuro has a good idea, "How about taking a train that connects all areas? My father has already proposed the idea, but because the situation in the world is complicated, it is impossible to lay tracks on a large scale, but there is no such problem in the underworld."

"If you are sure, I will send the information to you with the Tombstone Devourer."

"Great!"

The God of Death likes this kind of life without having to use his brain!

It's really great to have an expert as an external brain!

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After Yuan Ren left, Kyojuro continued the conversation that was interrupted just now.

"Can you see what's wrong with me?"

This is the second time he asked this question.

The first time was when the God of Death held him and flew to the Uchiha gathering place, but at that time, the God of Death didn't say anything, just complained about the emptiness of the underworld.

Now that the problem of the God of Death has been solved, it's time to figure out the problem with him.

After thinking for a long time, the God of Death decided to tell Kyojuro about the abnormality.

When Kyojuro just entered the underworld to ask about this question, He had not decided whether to tell him or not.

After all, they were the blood of two foreign gods who had been tossing and turning in the world for a long time, and He, a local God of Death, could not control them.

But now, He felt that as the construction of the underworld progressed, the divine power in his body was getting stronger and stronger.

If he could change the underworld of this world and build a complete reincarnation, he could become the real lord of hell and the real God of Death.

A God of Death recognized by the Heavenly Dao, with divine status, who could exist as long as there was death.

He would no longer be hurt by the power of Yin and Yang, and could forcibly bring the souls stranded in the human world back to the underworld and arrange their reincarnation.

At that time, let alone the direct descendants of foreign gods, even if they were foreign gods, He could grant them death!

He had received such great help, so he couldn't do nothing.

"Don't move."

Facing Kyojuro's sincere gaze, the god of death reached out and touched the air above Kyojuro's head.

The next moment, two balls of light, one purple and one green, emerged from Kyojuro's shoulders.

He grabbed the two balls of light in his hand and handed them to Kyojuro,

"This is the answer to your question."

Kyojuro looked at the two balls of light and asked based on his previous guess,

"Are these two ghosts? Or energy balls? If they are ghosts, why don't they have human forms?"

The god of death organized his words and tried to explain in a sentence that humans could understand,

"Because they signed a bet with this world and will not return to the underworld. As for their form, it is because their power is greater than human nature, so their souls are more like a gathering of pure power."

"Not just them, if the souls of the tailed beasts around you come to the underworld one day, there will be corresponding changes."

For example, Yataru who comes to have fun when he has nothing to do.

The purple light ball held in the claws was unhappy that it was compared with the tailed beasts. A blue light flashed, and the god of death retracted his hand with a roar. The purple light ball took the opportunity to break free and flew to the air opposite Kyojuro.

The green light ball fell with the trend, and only reacted when it was about to fall to the ground, and slowly flew up.

Two small dots lit up in the middle of the purple light ball, and a low voice was made,

"My descendant."

The feeling in the dark made Kyojuro speak,

"Lord Thunder Emperor?"

The green light ball just flew to the side of the purple light ball and laughed, and was immediately knocked away by the purple light ball next to it.

The purple light ball, aka, Indra, was very gentle when facing the descendant he valued.

Not to mention that Kyojuro's smile was as warm as Ashura when he was a child. He was fifteen years old and still hadn't grown crooked. He was simply the perfect brother in his heart.

"My name is Indra. I am currently staying in Uchiha to observe the development of the world. I will not interfere in worldly affairs, nor will I affect your relatives. You can rest assured."

He did not say that the child's uncle was his reincarnation in this life. Anyway, they are different souls, but they just have the same chakra, which is nothing.

Indra knew that the child came from another world, and he was curious about what this world would develop into.

That's why the child was awakened when he was brought to Madara for the first time. After that, his soul has been awake, and from time to time he followed Uchiha Madara to Kyojuro.

But not long after, the stupid brother came to find him, and even feared being driven away by him, so he went directly into Kyojuro's body and fell asleep.

Annoying!

After more than ten years of thinking, although Indra still had the idea in his mind whether to compete with his brother whether rules or people's hearts came first, he still wanted to see what kind of surprises Anjuro could bring.

Moreover, no matter how much my father emphasized the human heart back then, countries today still do not rely on rules and regulations to govern their subjects.

His philosophy is the right path that is recognized and sought after by the world.

The knowledge that there is a world outside the world surprised and excited him.

This world was taken from my grandmother by my father, and he could give it to whomever he wanted.

He didn't want to care about Otsutsuki's bad things. He just wanted to take good care of the Uchiha and watch them explore the sky little by little until they completely left this land.

How miraculous, he can complete all kinds of magical operations without chakra at all. Anjuro's father is much stronger than his own father!

The green light ball that had struggled to move back seemed to feel Indra's letting go, and fell to the ground, letting itself roll in the ashes several times, and then lay still on the ground.

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He has been chasing his brother for so many years just to want his brother to come home. He originally didn't want to be a manager of the Ninja Sect, but now, his brother doesn't want him anymore, so he just wants to die.

... He is already dead and cannot even die again. He should be reincarnated as soon as possible. Maybe he can be reincarnated as an Uchiha and let his brother take him up again.

The God of Death stretched out his claws and poked the suddenly sluggish green light ball, and said in an excited tone,

"You can't reincarnate even if you want to. The power in you comes from the God of Creation, and the Underworld can't absorb it. It can only be recovered through your reincarnations through your reincarnations."

"You two can actually come up with such a good idea on your own, and you haven't told Otsutsuki Hagoromo yet, so that his soul is still wandering in the world, well done!"

The God of Death is fed up with fools like Otsutsuki Hagoromo who distribute chakra to ordinary people without permission. Does he know how much sequelae he has brought to the underworld just because of his whim?

Anjuro took the floating Indra dumpling with both hands and placed it respectfully on top of his head.

"Hagoromo? Are you from the Hagoromo clan?"

Anjuro was really not very familiar with the Hagoromo clan. Although he knew that they were allies with the Uchiha, the Hagoromo people had an arrogant character. Even if they came to visit during the New Year, they would only meet Uncle Madara and his younger brother.

"No, the Hagoromo I'm talking about is a human being. Well...it doesn't seem to be considered human...half-human?"

Just as he was talking, Death suddenly raised his head and sniffed, "Huh?"

Anjuro looked in the same direction and saw nothing.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems like someone is sending energy into that crack. It's the same crack where I usually go to the Uzumaki house to see Zhu Wu."

Xingjuro smacked his lips, this clean, bold and straightforward work style... Could it be that Uncle Madara called his second cousin here?

Their cooperation is not the 1+1u003d2±2 kind of cooperation between Uncle Madara and Cousin Hashirama!

They are all heading towards ∞!

Xing Jurou was afraid that his Uncle Madara would enter the underworld in the flesh and stay here completely if he was not careful, so he hurriedly asked the God of Death,

"Can that crack be torn open?!"

"No, relax. That crack is a one-way passage from the underworld to the present world. They can't get in."