Taijutsu Supreme of the Uchiha family

Chapter 167 Master and Apprentice (Part 1)

Konoha, Hokage Building.

The third generation looked at Jiraiya's attire with disgust, "Look at your attire, you don't look like a ninja at all. You are dressed like those unlearned and unskilled ronin from the Land of Fire!"

Having said that, Sandai's eyebrows and mouth were filled with unstoppable smiles, and his tone was full of relief.

In a daze, Sandai seemed to see a white-haired little boy chasing him and making a lot of noise.

He was a naughty boy, stubborn and stubborn, and would not listen to his own teachings seriously. He could not even practice shuriken well. After criticizing him himself, he developed the "Shuriken: Throw All Throwing Technique" out of anger.

But it is such a student who has always been the proudest being in Sandai's heart.

The third generation patted Jiraiya on the shoulder with emotion, "It's good to be back. You have finally grown up and know how to practice hard to improve your strength, instead of just hanging around like you did before..."

Jiraiya nodded, surprisingly did not refute the third generation's criticism, but looked at the third generation's wrinkles and slightly gray temples with emotion.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, there was a big difference between Sandai's appearance and his mind.

In the past, Jiraiya called the Third Generation "Old Man", which was a kind of endearment that expressed intimacy. But now, "Old Man" seems to be an appropriate description for the Third Generation at this time.

Before the Second Ninja War, the image of the third generation was still a "middle-aged man in the prime of life", but now the family has transformed into the image of an old man.

"The speed at which the old man is aging is really surprising. A lot of things must have happened, right? Even during the Second Ninja War, I have never seen him so tired..."

"It must be something related to the Uchiha clan. That guy took over as clan leader and must have caused a lot of troublesome things..."

Jiraiya shook his head, took out two bottles of fine sake from his arms and stuffed them into the Sandai's arms, ignoring the Sandai's repeated rejections.

"Well... what do you know, old man? This is the recognition given to me by Mount Miaomu. From now on, I will be an immortal!"

"It's Jiraiya, the toad elf of Mt. Myoboku, Senso Taoist!"

Fukasaku and Shima Sennin, who were on Jiraiya's shoulders, covered their faces weakly, "It's such a touching encounter between master and disciple. Then the old woman and I will leave first. The food at home will be ruined..."

"Eh? Don't go, boss, eldest sister, I haven't introduced you two to the old man yet..."

After a burst of white smoke, Fukasaku and Shima disappeared.

The Third Hokage picked up the tobacco stick, slowly spread a layer of mellow tobacco leaves, lit it, took a nice puff, and then said slowly:

"Don't look down on me... Although my psychic beast, monkey demon clan is not as profound as Mount Myoki, it is still considered a leader in the ninja world. I still know about the Sage Mode."

"Instead of introducing me to the two immortals from Miaomu Mountain, why not tell me about your strength? After practicing outside for a year, you should have achieved some results. Isn't it still the same?"

In front of Jiraiya, the third generation relaxed for the first time in a long time, and his tone was not as steady and rigid as a "kage" in his daily life, but as relaxed as family members teasing each other.

"In terms of strength, I haven't made much progress myself, but thanks to the help given to me by the Great Toad Immortal of Miaomu Mountain, I can now lead the two Toad Immortals and enter the strongest Immortal mode at any time!"

"After entering the sage mode, the three major areas of ninjutsu, taijutsu, and illusion will be enhanced several times. With the help of the two sages from Miaomushan, I can also release many powerful skills that Miaomusheng has inherited for a long time.

Ninjutsu..."

Jiraiya proudly described the results of his practice to the third generation, then took out a forehead protector with the word "oil" on it and tied it firmly to his broad forehead.

"This is Myoboku-san's recognition of me. From now on, I can replace Myoboku-san and select ninjas among the ninjas who are suitable to inherit Myoboku-san's psychic beasts and celestial arts."

"You understand the significance of this, old man, right?" Jiraiya winked and showed off the word "oil" to protect his forehead to the third generation.

The third generation was about to reprimand Jiraiya and ask why he didn't wear Konoha's ninja forehead protector, but he was instantly blocked by the words "Choose ninjas on behalf of Myobokuyama".

"Since Mount Myoki has invested so much money and given Jiraiya such great authority, then it's okay not to wear a forehead protector..."

"Nowadays, all the allies we can unite cannot be missed by Konoha..."

Jiraiya keenly observed the entanglement in Sandai's expression, and his face became solemn, "I know the meaning of ninja forehead protection, which represents the roots of a ninja. Please rest assured that I will always be a ninja loyal to Konoha.

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"But I have a more important task now. The Great Toad Sage predicted a crisis that would lead to the destruction of the ninja world. I need to find the son of the prophecy to save the world."

"But don't worry, old man. I will help you deal with the situation in Konoha before you leave. I have also seen a lot about the Uchiha clan..."

The third generation frowned, savoring Jiraiya's words, feeling a little dissatisfied and thinking secretly:

"The so-called Miaomu Mountain is just a group of powerful psychic beasts. How can they control the thinking of human beings?"

"A group of beasts are qualified to predict the life and death of the world? Mt. Myoboku gave Jiraiya power and also dominated his thinking. If there is a chance, I will help him correct it..."

As the shadow of a village, Sandai's political level and skills are still excellent. Regarding such ambiguous words, he is keenly aware that there is definitely a huge profit motive behind it, and he must not believe it.

"But Jiraiya's bond with Mt. Myoboku is still too deep. Reminding him now will only make him resent me as a teacher and Konoha. Let's leave it at that. This is not an issue that needs to be dealt with urgently..."

Sandai made some calculations in his mind and quickly skipped this somewhat sensitive topic.

"About the Uchiha clan's issues, it's not something you, a guy like you who have just returned to the village for two days, can understand. It's very complicated..."

There was a trace of sadness on Sandaime's face. The word "Uchiha" almost caused him to suffer from schizophrenia recently. He even had to smoke two or three cigarettes every night to barely fall asleep.

Jiraiya nodded. The conflict between the Uchiha clan and the top management of Konoha was nothing new since he was a child.

Let's just talk about the last Uchiha clan leader Uchiha Setsuna. When Jiraiya was a child, he thought of starting a rebellion, but he was easily put out by the then Hokage Senju Tobirama.

But this incident was also widely circulated in the village at that time, so much so that even a young child heard some rumors.

Jiraiya looked at the Uchiha barrier glowing with black light in the distance, recalling the prosperous Uchiha commercial street and the members of the Aburame clan's security department, and couldn't help but be speechless.

There were so many changes that he didn't know where to start.

With a sigh, Jiraiya slumped down on the chair opposite the Sandai, took another bottle of sake that he had given to the Sandai before, and drank half of the bottle in one satisfying gulp.

"Old man, please tell me about the current situation of the Uchiha clan... Anyway, there are no outsiders here. We and I just have a drink and treat it as appetizer..."

"This is also something that cannot be explained in just a few words, so why not say it slowly..."

(End of chapter)