Konoha Soul World lottery system

It was raining continuously, and there was a bone-chilling coldness in the air.

The long and narrow passage has no end in sight, and there are deep holes in the walls on both sides.

Yahiko walked slowly in the passage, the sound of his footsteps echoed continuously and disappeared into the distance.

Palm-sized buttons were pressed one after another, and a rumble sounded in the hole.

Yahiko moved forward slowly, and cylindrical devices kept appearing in the holes behind him.

"These should be enough." He stopped, and the eighteen cylindrical devices behind him slid out of the holes and split from the middle.

Yellow-haired corpses filled with black rods lay in the device, their eyes closed.

Yahiko closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the brown eyes had disappeared, replaced by purple samsara eyes.

"Wake up and bring the target back."

Following Yahiko's whisper, the eighteen corpses opened their eyes, with purple light in their eyes.

"Yahiko," Xiaonan just said, Anran raised his hand, "Wait a minute."

The space was distorted for a moment, and Anran nodded, "You continue."

"After the meteor incident, Nagato returned to the Country of Rain and decided to use his faith to unite the Country of Rain. During the construction process, he gradually felt that he was powerless. At this time, he suddenly discovered"

Memories begin

"Yahiko's soul is missing." There was too much information in Nagato's words, which made it difficult for her to accept it for a moment. "Yahiko's soul is missing."

"When Yahiko died, I sealed his soul in my eyes and waited for the right time to resurrect him." Nagato lowered his head. He was a little afraid to face Konan, "But I recently found out when I wanted to resurrect him. His soul is gone."

"If it can be resurrected, then why didn't you resurrect Yahiko in the first place?" Konan said with a painful expression, and the Tiandao filled with black rods appeared in his mind. After Nagato's body recovered, the Six Paths of Payne was sealed and basically never used again.

"Resurrection consumes too much chakra. I was weak at the time and could not complete the resurrection. As time went by, the chakra required continued to increase, and my body became weaker and weaker. If I were to be resurrected by force, will die."

"I'm sorry." Xiaonan's eyes flashed with tears. Compared to himself who knew nothing about it, Nagato, who clearly had the ability to resurrect but had been unable to do it, was obviously more miserable, "Then now"

"Now that my body has recovered, and after a period of training, I can completely resurrect Yahiko." A smile appeared on Nagato's face.

"Are you going to be okay?" Xiao Nan looked worried. Only in front of her friends would she occasionally show an expression.

"It's just going to be weak for a while, that's okay, but now that Yahiko's soul is missing, there's some trouble."

"How can I help?" Xiaonan said softly.

"Missing you, if you want to use the art of reincarnation to resurrect the dead, you need the body and soul of the resurrected person. The longer the person has been dead, the harder it is to bring back the soul. I have to concentrate on the spell, and the task of bringing back the soul can only be handed in. Here you go." Nagato said seriously.

"what should I do."

"Missing him, calling his name, and adding my eyes will definitely bring him back from that world."

"That world" Xiaonan was stunned, "Do you know where Yahiko went?"

"Of course." Nagato whispered, "Soul Society."

In the center of the complicated curse seal on the ground was Yahiko's corpse covered with black rods. Nagato formed the seal with his hands, and the chakra burned violently, forming an invisible channel in the void with the help of the Samsara Eye.

"Born in Reincarnation"

"Yahiko" Xiaonan called her friend's name softly. Time had passed too long. She thought that those miserable memories had been blurred, but when she thought about it now, it still seemed like yesterday.

Colorful fantasies emerged in her mind, and all the memories in an instant, in this night of the Rain Country where stars had never been seen before, were like countless fast horses running from the depths of the black hole of time, beating her hard. ravaged by chaotic hooves.

Countless sharp knives and sharp blades in the darkness were flying up and down in the flaming mind, painfully cutting through the gradually recovering memories, the never-ending drizzle, the billowing dark clouds in the sky, and the thin body and warmth in the cold wind.