People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 46 Closing
After the prosperity is not just lonely.

Although the towering Buddha failed in Nirvana and was turned into ashes, the flame shining in the hearts of everyone would not be extinguished so easily.

The small fire is blooming on the ground with its own twilight. Although the fire is small, it can dispel the darkness on people's faces.

In the deep twilight, the ballads handed down from ancient times sounded, and the fluttering tunes shook people's eyes like flickering flames, making people fascinated, mysterious and fascinated.

Lu Sheng tapped the time and listened to the poems passed down by various ethnic groups in confusion. He was a little surprised that the ninja who had been with killing all day would have such a tender scene.

Yes.

The Book of Songs and the Manyoshu were born on the blue star of the farming society, but it is strange that there is no ninja world in the same farming society.

The new generation of ninjas who had finished singing the songs of various races looked at Senju and Uchiha Madara who hadn’t spoken yet. Perhaps it was the increasingly intense night that brought them closer to each other’s hearts, and booed: “Who is Hokage-sama or Madara-sama? first come."

Sitting cross-legged, Fei Jian decided to break the embarrassment, but his right hand was grabbed, and the familiar temperature from his wrist made him relieve the heart that had reached his throat.

The mellow voice of Hashirama sounded beside the fire, it sounded vast and generous, with the clang of Senshou Mori.

After a song, Madara, who was stared at by everyone, turned his head to look at his disciple, blinking his eyes frantically, implying that it's time for you to go out, and it's just a matter of raising a disciple for a thousand days.

The complicated gazes of the two intertwined in the night, conveying a secret signal that only the master and apprentice could understand.

The point is that Lu Sheng doesn't know it either, so he can only imitate Madara's movements, turning his head and looking past Jiri next to him, and blinking at the mirror not far away to make the same hint.

Fortunately, Zhili stood up.

What eternal kaleidoscope Sharingan is just a picture, the real light of Uchiha has to be Uchiha Jiri.

Fireworks shone on the girl, and her peaceful appearance made her feel peaceful. Her lips, which were dyed orange by the flames, were slightly parted, and her soft singing echoed under the starry sky for a long time, refusing to dissipate.

We danced and sang, and it was time to rest.

Senshou Bashirama stood up and signaled them to step back, stroking the ground and concentrating on chakra sensing the groundwater, his eyes suddenly lit up, he clenched his fists and smashed the ground with a bang, the surging water spewed out like a fountain with.

Fortunately, the ground had sunk a lot during the battle with Nine-Tails, and he managed to find it with one punch, otherwise it would have taken a few more punches.

Putting his palms together to mobilize the fairy Chakra, two fully-equipped wooden houses suddenly rose from the ground. The exquisite appearance of the carved beams and painted buildings made Lu Sheng mistakenly thought that the old house in Konoha had been moved here.

Walking into the room, I found that the place where the water was gushing has been transformed into a bathhouse. Looking up, the second and third floors are sleeping places.

Enjoying the coldness of summer, Lu Sheng couldn't help but let out a low moan, his exhaustion disappeared without a trace with the surge of the water, he only hoped that time would stop at this moment, how wonderful it would be.

But it was unsatisfactory, and Lu Sheng, who leaned on the edge of the pool and closed his eyes to enjoy, felt someone walking towards him slowly on the wooden board behind him.

In the middle of the door, the iconic silver hair was clung to his head limply, sitting behind him with a small stool, and asked suspiciously: "Tell me, what are you calling me for?"

"No, teacher, did you remember wrongly?"

The boy's doubtful voice came to his ears, and he suppressed the beating black line on his forehead. His eyes swept over the gradually decreasing number of people in the bathhouse, and his voice raised slightly: "When you were looking at Madara, you glanced at me. Bar."

"Ah! There is such a thing." Lu Sheng got up from the soup pool, took out the same type of bath towel from the wooden basin beside him, wrapped it around his body, and moved a small stool to sit beside him.

"Will Sensei know Muji like Naruto-sama?" Lu Sheng, who was wiping his wet hair, turned his eyes away from the capable figure between the doors and asked softly, looking at the brown wooden wall in front of him.

"Muji Ninjutsu?" Tokama, who lowered his head, pondered for a while and said, "Flying Thunder God?"

"." Lu Sheng was a little speechless. After wringing out the towel in his hand, he put it in the wooden basin, his eyes suddenly became deep, "Do you still remember the tailed beast jade spit out of Jiuwei's mouth?"

"What does this have to do with ninjutsu?" Tokaima reflexively denied, and understood something in an instant. The tailed beast jade is condensed through the chakra in the tailed beast's body, so can ninjas also be condensed into the same way? Tailed Beast Jade Belonging to Ninjas.

"It seems that the teacher has already understood." Lu Sheng smiled proudly, and finally caught him where Fei Jian was good at, and Gao Fengliang didn't feel any guilt towards Yong Daimei in his heart.

"It's indeed a very good idea." Tobuma nodded in agreement, and at the same time expressed his doubts, "Why don't you try to develop it yourself."

Lu Sheng shook his head and said negatively: "Teacher, you think of me too much."

Tobima did not answer but watched him seriously, his red pupils shone with dazzling brilliance, and whispered in his ear: "Do you want to consider worshiping me as your teacher?"

Lu Sheng was slightly taken aback, and immediately returned to his original expression, and asked innocently, "Ah? Didn't I accept the teacher's guidance at the ninja school?"

It wasn't surprising that Tomama got the answer. He leaned back against the wooden wall, looked at the ceiling and sighed, "Uchiha clan, no, it would be nice if there were more ninjas like you in the village."

Feeling the loneliness in his heart, Lu Sheng stood up and looked at him and said loudly: "With the teacher here, the Uchiha clan don't have to worry."

Sitting on the stool, looking at Lu Sheng’s back in the distance, and looking at a certain wooden wall thoughtfully, did you feel it too?
Some people are asleep but not fully asleep.

Lu Sheng, who was in a daze, felt that someone was lighting him, he got up from the wooden board suddenly, and saw Madara sitting beside him, staring at him without blinking.

Is it sleepwalking?

Lu Sheng, who was still in shock, secretly thought in his heart, and quickly rejected this. Madara's eyes were full of spirits and he was obviously sober, and he softly asked: "Teacher?"

Madara stood up and motioned for him to follow her.

The roof was filled with clear light, and the breeze in the forest blew the robes of the two of them. Madara sat down facing the full moon, and patted the vacant seat beside her warmly.

Lu Sheng slowed down and walked towards him with doubts. He didn't know why the teacher called him out for a heart-to-heart talk in the middle of the night, and began to think wildly.

Did he discover Heijue's conspiracy?This shouldn't be the case, Heijue hides so deeply, it can be called the No. 1 among the seven escapism techniques.

Then it should be no surprise that the pupil power has evolved.

The moment Lu Sheng sat down, he understood that everything was wrong. The clenched wrist made him feel cold, and he asked eagerly, "What's wrong, teacher?"

Madara scanned his face and looked at the dense forest shrouded in moonlight in the distance, and his tone was full of alienation: "I'm not your teacher, your teacher is sleeping down there."

The pain from his wrist made Lu Sheng sleepless. Looking at the lonely back of the teacher beside him, he said proudly: "The excellence of the disciple is like the light of the bright moon in the sky. It is dazzling and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

As soon as the words fell, dark clouds approached quietly, covering the bright moon tightly, leaving only the stars in the night sky.

There was a tremor in the wrist being held, Lu Sheng stared at the trembling shoulder in front of him with shame, and tried not to let Madara laugh out loud, and added: "Isn't a teacher's disciple supposed to be like this?"

Now that Madara couldn't hold back completely, he let go of his wrist, turned around and patted his shoulder, staring at him with smiling eyes: "After defeating Xiao Zhili, my confidence has really increased a lot. Don't train with the teacher."

"After careful analysis, the disciple concluded that it is better to sleep during this time period."

(End of this chapter)