People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 222 Where Did My Big God Tree Go?
The Ninja Alliance has become the protagonist of this meeting.

All the ways to get rich that everyone thought of were blocked by Hashirama.

They have to hold their noses and admit that the alliance has replaced Yincun.

The idea of ​​using the terrain to block this general trend before was completely cut off in this world transformed by ninjutsu.

Just waiting for Uchiha Madara to return.

Mountains, peaks and yellow sand, under the cooperation of him and Zhujian, all obstacles in the world do not exist.

The point is whether they want to do it or not.

But the answer is clear.

they thought.

Even in the action of capturing Erwei, he unreservedly informed the entire ninja world.

The conference room was filled with an atmosphere of chatting and conviviality, and Cang Lu couldn't hold his tongue from ear to ear. According to previous calculations, all the products of their world could be brought into the Ninja World to make a fortune.

Tea, wine, herbs, minerals, and special lunar soil are all directly sold by the Ninja Alliance, so they don't have to worry about it at all.

It only needs to be a production and tourism base, and the fruits and vegetables grown by cosmic rays in the moon are also very attractive.

Zhu Jian looked at the melons and fruits placed on the table, which had grown several times in size, smelled the faint fragrance, and asked the core of this mission, "Can I go and see the sacred tree?"

The word "Sacred Tree" stirred up thousands of waves in the meeting room.

The cheerful atmosphere just now suddenly became solidified, and the sound of teeth chewing melons and fruits could be clearly heard.

Uchiha Madara brought back a part of the sacred tree from the moon, which has already been secretly circulated in the ninja world.

This is also unavoidable.

Tobima is aiming at research and development of new tree species that incorporate the sacred tree. The Craftsman Clan accepts Lu Sheng's commission and is building a new round fan. These can be easily detected in Konoha Village.

Lie Dou slightly slowed down the movements in his hands, letting the thick juice flow down his fingertips to his wrists, he also wanted to see the legendary sacred tree.

"can."

Cang Lu glanced at Hokage who asked the question knowingly, nodded his head and answered bluntly, causing several long breaths to sound in the room.

The pure white pupils clearly reflected everyone's relaxed expressions.

He is very clear.

If rejected here.

Except for Konoha, these powerful ninjas will inevitably act secretly, causing them a lot of trouble.

It's better to control the situation in your hands first, as we discussed with Hokage before.

Once the sacred tree is revealed in front of everyone, Madara's previous rhetoric in the village will also be exposed.

However, there is no way to do this, and the agreement has already made it clear.

As long as it can be delayed.

Cang Lu, who had clarified his belief, held a piece of red-fleshed melon, and asked with a smile: "After the welcoming ceremony tonight, go and find out?"

Set a clear time to let everyone feel at ease.

As long as you can see it, there's nothing wrong with waiting.

"The sacred tree is really like what Madara said, a huge tree that leaps into the clouds?"

Hashirama sipped the juice on his lips and asked curiously.

Cang Lu looked at him with a half-smile: "So you want to know the answer now?"

Hashirama, who struggled in his mind for a while, shook his head and didn't ask any more questions.

"Blade once mentioned an ancient book, and the records about the Sages of the Six Paths in it made me very interested."

The plain words in the room made the shadows who were eating melons stop their movements unanimously.

The records about the Sage of the Six Paths in the ninja world have long been lost in the war, leaving only some illusory legends.

If the sacred tree is the history of this world, then the ancient books are the soul of this world.

"The ancient books are placed in the temple, if you want to read them, of course you can."

"Thank you."

Eyes flickered between the doors, the sacred tree was his first goal, and the ancient book was his second goal.

The soaring flames danced in the square, and one could vaguely see in the shadows of people, Zhu Jian was constantly pushing and changing glasses with people.

There are ninjas from other hidden villages, and more are from Otsutsuki's tribe.

Their enthusiasm made even Tobima daunted.

I had no choice but to step aside and watch the man-made celestial bodies in the sky.

Sitting on the steps sipping sake, he could vaguely hear Lu Sheng's voice not far away.

The boy Lu Sheng was in Kojiri, restoring the details of the battle between Madara and Tenseikan.

The Nine-Tails wrapped by Susanoo raised the chakra condensed long knife, and collided with the chakra light beam released from Tensei Eye.

This fighting style is indeed in line with Madara's character.

The sake enters the throat and flows into the heart little by little, allowing the floating thoughts to settle down.

I don't know what special lifeform Madara saw in the ancient book, and hurriedly ran to the starry sky.

"The door!"

A drunken voice came from beside his ears, causing Tomama to come back to his senses, looking at the silver-haired man standing in front of him.

It's Silver Horn.

Behind him followed, the inseparable Golden Horn.

"Actually, hiccup!" Silver Horn shook the wine glass in his hand and hiccupped intermittently, "We are very similar."

"Similar?"

"That's right!"

Jin Jiao, whose face was drunk to cover up the blue streaks, replied to the puzzled Fujian.

"Look, we all have a good elder brother." Silver Horn pointed, and the Golden Horn, which was swinging its pendulum unsteadily, "and we all have the blood of the Six Paths."

Yin Jiao hurriedly supported his elder brother who was about to fall to the ground, with a trace of request on his face, "So, you must tell us what you know in the ancient books."

"no problem!"

Tobima nodded at him.

"Ginkaku, take me there! Hiccup, I can still drink from Hokage!!!"

The figures supporting each other gradually disappeared from Fei Jian's sight, and he knew very well where the power of the Thousand Hands clan passed down to this day came from.

The thousand-year inheritance of the Thousand Hands Clan also let him know that those families in the ninja world were descendants of the Sages of the Six Paths.

The breeze came, and he felt a little drunk, and walked towards the room with an empty wine bottle.

The weather is fine, just right for seeing the sacred tree.

The puppet Asuka in the square was already ready.

Many people in the Ninja League held their dizzy brains and climbed onto the back of the bird with the support of their companions.

Otsutsuki Canglu, who was sitting at the front, controlled Asuka to fly towards the place where the golem of the heretics was sealed.

Looking past the emerald green scenery below the clouds, Lu Sheng once thought that he had returned to the Land of Fire, and the familiar direction of the flying birds awakened the memory in his mind.

Bringing him back to that day, the night he defeated Tenseiken.

He couldn't help beating drums in his heart, the heretical golem already has the ability to heal itself, and the place cut by them should be restored to its original state.

In case not.

At that time, everyone will get all the stolen goods, and he has no confidence that he can escape Cang Lu's clutches in the cave.

"Lu Sheng, what's the matter?"

A burst of softness suddenly placed on his forehead, causing Lu Sheng to flicker his eyes, and shook his head at the girl who cared about him, "The wind is a bit strong."

Zhili put the pill in her hand back into the ninja bag with some regrets, and she held Lu Sheng's hand silently, hoping that her warmth could dispel the coldness on his body.

Birds land on the ground.

Cang Lu injected his own chakra into the mountain, and a passage was displayed in front of everyone.

"Ahead is where the sacred tree is."

"Gollum."

There was a clear swallowing sound from the crowd.

"call."

The torches stuck on the wall were instantly ignited, and the passageway was brightly lit, and the wide cave at the end of the stone steps could be clearly seen.

"Da da da"

The sound of dense footsteps echoed in the passage, and the eyes of many people around were flickering to observe the murals on the wall.

"Where is the sacred tree?"

After crossing the stone steps and reaching the end, Lie Dou's sight suddenly opened up. He pointed to the empty cave and complained loudly.

The flames flickered in the empty cave, as if silently responding to his question.

The sacred tree disappeared.

Cang Lu's pale expression let everyone know that this was definitely not his arrangement.

Lu Sheng, who was hiding in the crowd, held his forehead helplessly. He knew what was going on.

It's a prop psychic.

(End of this chapter)