People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 147 The first step to not being a human

The physical examination work that Lu Sheng was in charge of was not complicated, but simply talked to the ninjas.

It was not until dusk came that he finished his work today, walked out of the hospital building, and walked along the hidden road towards the research institute located in the depths of Konoha.

The clothes on his body made him unobstructed, and he was not questioned along the way. He felt the gaze of secret prying staying on his body for a short time, and then turned away.

Lu Sheng, who stopped walking, looked at the research institute hidden underground in front of him, skillfully found the mechanism beside him, and knocked on the hidden door.

“You are?”

There was a questioning sound from the depths of the tunnel, and the owner of the voice looked at the strange man standing at the door, and the pattern on his chest explained his identity.

It’s one’s own.

Lu Sheng walked down the steps and said to the members of the institute who had hidden their figures in the shadows: “This is not a place to talk.”

The man woke up like a big dream, pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said quickly: “Please follow me.”

Lu Sheng glanced at him, turned around and moved to the corner to pull the mechanism. With a “bang”, the opened door was covered again.

The skilled maneuver made the man who led the way, murmured to himself with suspicion.

It’s really strange. He was there when the research room was established, so he had never seen this face before.

In the office, when the door was closed, Lu Sheng solved his doubts.

“Minister Tobirama’s previous ideals have finally been realized. This is an organization gifted by Lord Hokage and Lord Madara.”

Two glass bottles made a clear sound on the table, and the static and ordinary flesh and blood at the bottom of the bottle attracted the attention of the man.

He leaned down and looked at the label on the bottle obsessively, and whispered: “Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama.”

“Then my task is complete.” Lu Sheng glanced at him without squinting, opened the door and walked outside.

“what!?”

After a long time, the man who came back from his obsession, pinched his eyebrows in annoyance. He was too intoxicated and forgot about the affairs around him. Now he doesn’t even know the department where this colleague is.

Lu Sheng, who maintained the Transformation Technique, walked along the streets of Konoha, looking at the ninja school in the distance under the sunset.

Fortunately, today is a theory class. There is no need to consume Chakra in the body. His Shadow Clone should be able to cope with all this perfectly.

After he walked into the remote street and made sure that there was no one around, Chakra rushed in towards the corner of his eye.

“Sharingan on!”

The black Gouyu slowly turned, observing the surrounding scene, only after having this kind of insurance did he release his transformation state.

Put away the large clothes on the body, change the smell on the body, and dispose of the traces left behind.

Facing the setting sun, he walked towards the Uchiha clan. The place he and Madara had agreed was Nanga Shrine.

Lu Sheng sat in front of the ancestral stele deep in the shrine.

Lifting the glass bottle to the dim fire source, staring at the flesh and blood in the orange-yellow tissue preservation solution, this is the magical creation of Ashura and Indra Chakra.

Fortunately, the weight of the tissue that Madara and Hashirama cut from the arm is so large that he cut it into three naturally.

One for the research institute, one for Madara, and one for himself.

The key to change his destiny is in his hand, but he hesitated, how should he use it?

Or do you put these things directly into the wound like Madara?

On the left of his chest is Hashirama’s face, and on the right is Madara’s face. He shuddered involuntarily when he thought of two more faces on his body.

I quickly stopped my imagination, the scene was really beautiful.

Since it was Chakra, it should be possible to extract it, Lu Sheng’s eyes reflected the light of fire, and a bright light flashed.

He knew about the aggressiveness of Hashirama cells. Later generations, Third Generation and Danzo did so many human experiments, and they became Yamato.

With Orochimaru’s participation, Danzo was barely able to adapt to the Hashirama cell, but his arm had to wear shackles at all times.

And what kind of destructive power Madara cell has, he has no idea. When these two kinds of cells are directly incorporated into the body, he speculates that it is likely to explode directly and die in the Ninja World.

Although he knows that his Chakra is special, he can’t play casually. He must find the experimental body in advance and make perfect preparations.

Subject?

Looking at the label, Lu Sheng’s inspiration flashed, and he thought of the White Zetsu hidden deep in the Gedo Statue, which was the best material.

The flames suddenly began to sway, distracting Lu Sheng’s eyes, and he knew that the man he was waiting for had finally arrived.

He grabbed the glass bottle in his hand and stood up, looking at the elongated figure on the wall around the corner.

“This is your teacher, this is Hokage’s.”

Lu Sheng handed him the bottle in his hand, and read the label on the bottle. It would be great if he melted his own meat into the wound.

“Two things opposite to each other…”

Madara whispered to the meat in the preservation solution.

“I want to witness with my own eyes that the teacher is improper…” Lu Sheng, who was stared at, hurriedly changed his words, “Witness the teacher’s first step towards the immortal?”

“Um?”

A cold snort came from Madara’s mouth. He squeezed the bottle containing his cells, his strong fingers began to grind, and the glass bottle turned into crystal foam and fell to the ground from his hand.

Spread the palm of the hand and threw the meat into the bonfire in the distance, and a “sizzling” sound came from the secret room.

He turned his face to turn on Sharingan and stared at the stone tablet suddenly. The text on it poured into his brain like a tide, and he couldn’t help but think of the thousand-year-old live video that he had seen from Toad Sage, and referred the two to each other.

He no longer values ​​the content recorded behind the stele.

The pale and fuzzy text is far less powerful than the picture.

The journey to the moon made it clear that Sage of Six Paths couldn’t completely change people’s minds. Instead, the heir of Ninzong was caught in an internal fight. The idea battle that lasted for a thousand years has continued between him and Hashirama.

He and Hashirama still have to make peace in the Ninja world.

“When will all the teachers tell the truth to Teacher Hashirama?”

The questioning sound from her ear made Madara come back to her senses, opened the bottle cap in her hand, and stared at the disciple’s eyes: “When I turn on Rinnegan, I will personally take him to Mount Myōboku to find Toad Sage.”

“I’m just worried that the teacher will be confused by the power.”

Madara didn’t answer, she pointed the bottle cap to Lu Sheng’s forehead, secretly saying that she knew she was worrying all day long.

He knew that Rinnegan was not the end, and the gouyu Rinnegan in Ōtsutsuki Kaguya’s forehead was clearly reflected in his mind at this moment.

The Hashirama cell from the bottle was held in his hand, and the robe was taken off with a “whoop”, slowly falling to cover the stone monument behind him.

The fire gleamed into the sharp and angular body, and the hideous scars moved with the rise and fall of his chest, adding a touch of fierceness.

Madara looked down at the scar across her left chest, and said to Lu Sheng, “Slash it away.”

Lu Sheng took out Kuwu’s ninja bag, walked forward looking at the familiar location, and pierced in along the old scar.

The blood began to ooze out, and instantly flowed down to stain Madara’s abdomen blood red. The pain caused by the old wound being cut was far less intense than the joy in his heart. He reached out his hand to grasp the wound and stopped the gushing blood. The Hashirama cell was stuffed in neatly.