The Noble Son of Senju Family

The country of fire, Konoha.

The success of the Senju family's bloodline and the grandson of Second Hokage graduated successfully, which caused quite a stir in the village.

People were curious about the young man's achievements in the future, and at the same time they looked at the towering Hokage Rock with a bit of remembrance.

It's Senju after all.

They will always compare Fengye with First Generation and Second Generation.

Whether that clan has declined or re-emerged, it all depends on a ten-year-old child.

Because he graduated successfully, it means that he will be the new patriarch of Senju in the future!

...

The northern part of Yunokuni.

Somewhere near the country of rain and land under a hidden mountain col.

There was a ticking sound from the entrance of the dark cave from time to time, and through the dark passage, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

A huge and incomparably ferocious golem fell down, and the old man with white hair was closing his eyes and rested.

Wow.

The sound of the earth creeping, the old man suddenly opened his eyes!

The old face was engraved with the traces of the years, and the messy Kill Matt hairstyle tells the glory of the man.

His eyes were flat, but the sharp light that flashed from time to time seemed to pass through the darkness of the cave.

"Master Madara."

He is Uchiha Madara!

That man who has been planning the world of forbearance all his life!

The ground stopped wriggling, and a head suddenly appeared under the ground.

The dark complexion looks extremely greasy, and with the face that didn't look like a good person that day, this is enough to show that his identity is not simple.

"You should be staring at him now."

Although the tone was calm, there was no questioning what it contained, causing Black Zetsu next to him to swallow.

Although he regards Madara as a pawn.

But even he had to admit that the oppression in this man was born with him.

After all, when he was in Konoha, Uchiha Madara clearly wanted to help the little girl who fell on the ground, so that she could scare the child into tears.

After all, he is Uchiha Madara.

But what Madara said...

"Nagato has no problem."

"It's the interesting news from White Zetsu, Madara-sama should be interested."

"It's about Senju..."

Senju?

Familiar words.

There was a trace of remembrance and sarcasm in Madara's eyes.

What a pity...

"Senju?"

"After Hashirama, there is no Senju."

That's it.

The Senju recognized by him in the world, the only man worthy of the Senju family name is dead.

And even if the people he left behind, after choosing to hide their surnames and integrate into the so-called village, they will eventually dissipate in history.

Madara seems to see the future.

Is the village the road to peace?

It's naive.

Hashirama.

"Master Madara..."

Seeing Madara lost in thought, Black Zetsu's helpless speech interrupted the other's thoughts.

Madara is getting old.

When I get old, I always remember the past.

But this is obviously not the time when Madara wants to die.

Nagato's Rinnegan now only has some basic functions, and can't even summon the Gedo Statue.

And the successor who can inherit Madara's will does not appear.

"Go on."

After returning to his senses, Madara looked at Black Zetsu, waiting for his next words.

"Two news came from White Zetsu."

"The first one is information about the successor you are paying attention to."

"According to the analysis, Uchiha Fugaku does not have the potential and qualifications to be called your heir. He has inherited his father's patience potential and will not easily explode."

Patience potential?

To put it bluntly, his father was afraid of being suppressed by the bastard Senju Tobirama, and he dared not make any movement.

It is estimated that that kind of persuasive concept was also instilled into his head, right?

Madara sneered, "When you choose qualified candidates in the future, don't choose the patriarch, it's all waste."

Are you scolding yourself?

The corner of Black Zetsu's mouth twitched.

"Uh, I understand Master Madara."

With a cough, Black Zetsu's eyes became strange, "The second news is just mentioned to you."

"The Senju clan, a new patriarch has appeared."

"And he... is Senju Tobirama's grandson..."

Senju Tobirama!

In an instant, Black Zetsu felt the pressure from Madara again.

But unlike before, the oppression this time comes from anger.

Yeah.

Madara's younger brother, Uchiha Izuna, died at the hands of Senju Tobirama.

Even when Konoha was just established, First Hokage Senju Hashirama wanted Madara to become Hokage, but Senju Tobirama blocked it.

Although Madara understood that even if he didn't stop him, the people in that village wouldn't let him become Hokage.

But the feeling of being said by others is still not very good.

It was also that time, Madara understood that the so-called honesty between people is simply impossible!

"Master Madara, are we..."

Black Zetsu's eyes were clear and he asked with an induced mentality.

In the latter case, he doesn't need to say Madara to know what it is.

The purpose of Black Zetsu is simple.

He has no hatred with Senju Fengye, and even wants to thank Fengye's grandfather. After all, if he hadn't forced Madara to leave Konoha, he would not have succeeded so easily.

His purpose of inducing Madara is only one.

That is to find something to do for Madara.

Again, he was afraid that Madara would always fall into the meeting and be suffocated to death, at least let Senju Fengye attract his attention.

"Black Zetsu."

It didn't take long before he met Madara's calm and terrible eyes.

"Master Madara..."

Black Zetsu was nervous.

He found that Madara's anger had disappeared.

This is not a good thing.

It is especially easy to see through when a person is dominated by anger.

But when he can control his emotions, it will become extremely scary.

"Don't try to figure me out with narrow, or your own thoughts."

"Never think about teaching me what to do."

"You are just... part of my will..."

"And... remember what I said."

"After Hashirama, there is no Senju anymore. Don't mention these two words in front of me in the future."

"That kid, a little attention is already a high look at him."

Slowly closing her eyes, Madara lost her desire to continue talking.

The enemy's grandson?

It had no effect other than causing a ripple in his heart.

For Infinite Tsukuyomi, he has given everything.

When one looks at the whole world, the pattern has already surpassed ordinary people.

The most important thing in the cave was to restore calmness, only the sound of the ticking and flowing water never ceased.

...

"Snee!"

The country of fire, Konoha Village.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall of the Senju clan, a loud sneeze passed in.

"Can you do it?"

Tsunade looked at Fengye suspiciously, "Isn't this the first time I have faced those old guys nervously as a patriarch?"

Does your family sneeze nervously?

Fengye helplessly, "80% of the time, there is someone who never died talking about me..."

However.

Are these old guys?

Looking at the ancestral hall, Fengye took a deep breath and strode in.

The prosperous members of the Senju clan have merged into Konoha Shinobi and hid the surname, but some of them were left behind.

Among them are the so-called elders, as well as the guys whose direct bloodline is more pure and pure than ordinary people.

Today is the first clan meeting since he took office!

...

The first is more.

Ah, sorry readers, the update is late, codeword codeword.

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