People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

112 Konoha’s First Person on the Moon

“Are you leaving?”

Standing by the door, Shen Zuo looked at the guests from the Ninja world. After all, in the history of Mount Myōboku, there were only a handful of times in the history of Mount Myōboku that could entertain the Uchiha clan.

Lu Sheng packed up his bags and stood beside Madara, looking at Mount Myōboku’s early morning with full energy, and took a deep breath.

He suspects that the lotus leaf can grow so tall and strong, it must be the rich natural energy in the air.

“Tick.”

The crystal dewdrops dragged a long stream of water rushing through the veins of the leaves, and the grass that slowly fell to the ground made a clear sound.

Madara’s voice also sounded right at this moment. He lowered his head and looked at the place where the toad oil was applied to his arm yesterday. He seldom explained: “I have experienced Chakra with natural energy mixed in the body when Hashirama turns on Sage Mode. It can be over.”

Shen Zuo nodded clearly, asking God is easy to send God, since they want to leave, he won’t force him to stay.

Rubbing the black stick in his hand unconsciously, recalling the feeling of yesterday.

Beating Uchiha Madara with a stick violently added a glorious deed to his long years of age. This is one of the top secret information that can scare young people when necessary.

He glanced at his wife who was making breakfast in the room, and quietly took out a yellowed drawing from the cloak and lowered his voice: “The next destination is Ryūchi Cave and the wet bone forest? If it is the wet bone forest, it is not worth noting. Katsuyu immortals are easy to talk. If you go to Ryūchi Cave, be sure to pay attention to those annoying snakes.”

Uchiha Madara glanced at the map he was handing over, and shook his head to indicate not to use it.

Rejected Shen Zuo looked at the map frozen in the air and fell into confusion. When they first met, wasn’t their goal in the Wet Bone Forest?

“cough!”

After witnessing all this, Lu Sheng coughed slightly with his hand against his chin, and when Shen Zuo looked at him, he pointed his finger at the sky.

Shensaku’s gaze followed the boy’s fingers across the eaves and looked towards the sky. The autumn day that had just risen from the horizon was blooming with a soft light.

After rolling up the map, he understood what Madara meant. Their next stop was the moon.

He recalled the live broadcast of the crystal ball in his mind, and they all saw the scattered brothers Ten Tails and Ōtsutsuki.

Withdraw his gaze to look at the calm man in front of him, and asked curiously: “You don’t have the technique of Sage of Six Paths, how do you get to that place?”

Lu Sheng pursed his moist lips, and was trying to say the answer but was rushed by the teacher on the side.

“Susanoo.”

The brilliant sun shone on Madara’s body just right, shining with the corners of his raised mouth, and his always serious face gave a gentle feeling at this time.

Lu Sheng stabilized the scroll on his lower body, waved to Shen Zuo who was standing in place, and turned to follow the figure who had already set off.

“Have you finished talking with his father?”

The smoky cooking smoke on the roof was blown away by the wind and merged into the sky. Zhima, holding a spoon in the kitchen, stood on a stool, poking his head outside and asked.

Walked into the room and put the black stick on the table for deep work, and said to the open wooden door: “They have gone.”

“That’s it.” Shima jumped off the stool and stood beside him. “Well, Uchiha Madara is not as cold as the legend, and he feels pretty good.”

He looked at the steaming breakfast on the table with a deep expression, feeling the stomach eagerly, and agreed: “Humans who can accept Mount Myōboku food should be good people.”

“Boom!”

The pain of the spoon hitting his head caused the feasting Shen Zuo to stop the action in his hand, and looked at his wife aggrievedly, he didn’t know what he did wrong.

The handle of the Shima spoon in the apron slapped his palm lightly, and the inadvertent movement exposed his inner anxiety: “Don’t patronize and eat. The reason for their leaving has not been told to me. If it is a cooking problem, I will improve.”

“Guru!”

Knowing that this was the reason, she swallowed the delicacy in her mouth with peace of mind, brewed a little bit in her heart, and slowly talked about all the things that happened after they arrived at Mount Myōboku.

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The trip to Mount Myōboku was full of weirdness for Lu Sheng. He just finished soaking in the hot springs, lying on the soft tatami mats of the hostel, stretching his body and looking at the ceiling, exuding thoughts.

An unexpected live broadcast by Toad Sage, it can be said that it directly smashed Black Zetsu’s plan to unilaterally use the stone tablet to deceive Indra, allowing him to tamper with loneliness on the stone tablet.

And Madara’s so-called learning magic.

and many more.

Lu Sheng carefully recalled the previous dialogue with Madara in his mind. He never said learning from beginning to end. No wonder he mentioned Hashirama in the dialogue with Shen.

I just don’t know if he has learned to use natural energy. If he has learned Sage Mode, I can confirm that Sage of Six Paths is the same size as Ten Tails Susanoo, and whether or not the fairy Chakra has played an increasing effect.

Lu Sheng got up from the tatami and walked barefoot on the smooth wooden planks, and came to the window to support the edge of the window with his hands, overlooking the world full of fireworks.

The rustle of noise in his ears made him look at the backpack uncontrollably, and sighed at the location where the seasoning was stored, filled with a sense of security.

“Hula.”

The sound of the wooden door drew his attention, curiously looking at Madara who had returned from the town.

“Are you writing a letter?”

Lu Sheng looked at the man sitting on the cushion and laying the paper neatly on the table in amazement.

Madara just glanced at him faintly and didn’t speak, stretched out her arm to make him back a little and don’t lean too tightly, calmly picked up the pen from the pen holder and wrote seriously.

Lu Sheng, who took the soft cushion from the side, looked at the content on the paper quietly, couldn’t help but laughed, was glared at with an angry look, shrank his neck and turned into a puppet obediently.

Madara held up the completed letter, nodded with satisfaction at the undried handwriting, and said proudly, “Can Hashirama’s Wooden Golem go to heaven?”

Lu Sheng replied very cooperatively: “No.”

“Has anyone from the Senju clan ever been to the moon?”

“No.”

“Has anyone been to the moon in this era?”

“Probably not.”

Lu Sheng’s three consecutive denials made Madara very useful. He suddenly stood up and walked around the room, and said with great interest: “At this point, Uchiha has already surpassed Senju too much, and this letter is also useful for Konoha Village. Everyone in knows that the Uchiha clan has reached the moon.”

“That’s amazing.” Lu Sheng pretended to be very excited, “Then teacher, did you think about what to do if you encounter a meteorite?”

“Slash it with one sword.”

“But from the naked eye, the moon is cratered, and I haven’t seen the descendants of Hamura.”

This question caused Madara to fall into contemplation. If he couldn’t find them, how would he corroborate the contents of the crystal ball, hesitating: “Hamura must have been deserted when he arrived on the moon. If there is no surface, then he should be living inside. .”

“if…”

He interrupted the disciple who wanted to pour cold water on himself, stared into Lu Sheng’s eyes, and said first: “If you can’t find them, you can just split the moon with one sword.”