Rebuilding the Ninja World: Reversing Otsutsuki with the God Tree

Probably because it's winter. Although the moonlight tonight is beautiful, the night wind makes people feel chilly all over.

After pushing away the soil covering his grave, Minato was in no hurry to leave.

Konoha's cemetery was built on the outskirts of the village. There were few people here. Although there were ANBU stationed here, the cemetery was very large. Minato, who had not made any big noise, was not found.

The bones of thousands of heroes who died for Konoha are buried here. Three wars with one against four caused heavy casualties to Konoha. At its peak, the number of ninjas was nearly [-]. After World War II and World War III, which suffered the most heavy casualties, Konoha There are no more than ten thousand soldiers available.

But from Minato's point of view, the blood these heroes poured out for Konoha seemed unable to warm the village they loved so much.

When the Hokage's selfish desires took over the public heart for the village, many things gradually changed.

Minato glanced at his tombstone. The honors engraved on the inscription during his lifetime were particularly dazzling in his eyes. Those crooked lines seemed to be a mouth smiling sarcastically at him, reminding him all the time that this was a tombstone. Eating mouth.

Eaten away your merit and fame during your lifetime, eaten away the hope you placed on the village after your death, eaten away everything you cherished.

Then Minato's eyes moved slightly and he looked at another tombstone next to him, which simply said Uzumaki Kushina's Curtain, and there was also a line of small characters that said Wife of the Fourth Hokage.

Compared to Minato's too 'gorgeous' inscription, Kushina lost more than him, but seemed to receive less honor after death.

"Is it because Kushina is a Jinchuuriki?"

"Right? Sandaime?"

"Right, Sandaime."

Minato stretched out his hand, and he seemed to see the bright smile set off by the brilliant red hair again. Guilt and self-blame tortured his heart again, but the cold touch of his fingertips broke this bubble-like illusion.

Kushina was not in front of her, there was only a cold tomb and a silent cemetery.

The night wind seemed to be getting colder, and people had to speed up their pace to drive away the coldness from the cold night.

After Minato quietly walked into the Konoha Village, he noticed the direction in which the footsteps were gathering. It was the home of the Hyuga clan. Minato quietly looked out of the shadows. Sure enough, the god robe symbolizing the Hokage appeared in front of him. In the rapidly advancing team.

The Sandaime Hokage, who was protected by ANBU ninjas, was heading towards the Hyuga clan's territory, something important should happen.

After just a moment's thought, Minato remembered the cause of the matter. It was Kumoyin Village, which was at war with Konoha, who sent a mission to negotiate peace. However, their real purpose was not here. This mission was just another mission. A cover for a conspiracy.

Three-year-old Hinata was kidnapped. Hinata Hinata, who discovered this, shot and killed the attacker. But after discovering the identity of the attacker, he stepped into a trap when he started to kill people. The one who was killed was the Kumoyin Village envoy. leader.

As a hyena with its fangs exposed, Kumogakure used 'continuation of the war' and 'peace talks' as bargaining chips to force Konoha to hand over the murderer. However, the weak third generation did not protect Konoha's companions, but agreed to Kumokage's request. He demanded that Hyuga Hizashi's younger brother Hyuga Hizashi die in his place, and Konoha gained the peace they had begged for on their knees in humiliation.

"Insanely stupid."

After seeing the Sandaime Hokage's figure submerged in the night, Minato snorted, quietly left the place, and came to a small house that was not luxurious.

That was his former home, the home where he lived with Kushina. It was a small two-story building. However, the building was now covered with dust and the empty rooms were lifeless. It had been here for a long time. No one came.

But someone should have come here. This was a house reserved for Naruto, but Naruto... Minato didn't even know which corner he was huddled in now. He only knew that it was a narrow and dilapidated hut with a refrigerator. There was expired milk inside, and expired instant noodles with no soup left on the table. That place was not a home, it was a cage for prisoners.

But what did Naruto do wrong?

Everything is just because he is the Jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi, and it has nothing to do with whether he is the son of a hero.

The man walked silently through the dusty home. With a flick of his hand, the accumulated dirt and dust were wiped away. Starting from the entrance hall, he slowly walked through the entire house, wiping away the dust here inch by inch. .

Until it has a completely new look, until it has the most basic qualification to be called home.

The sky outside the window had already dimmed, the cold night passed quietly, and a new day ushered in Konoha. At this time, Minato also put down what he was doing, straightened his rotten clothes, and left the house in an instant.

The next moment, he passed through half of the village and came to an inconspicuous, dark alley with few people in it.

A sharp cold light hit him, and the two masked ninjas who remained silent and used ruthless killing moves started involuntarily the moment after Minato appeared.

This is one of Konoha's restricted areas, the entrance to the roots.

As roots rooted under the big trees of Konoha and integrated with darkness, they are killing machines that have abandoned their emotions and only know how to complete their tasks.

Not to mention that they didn't recognize Minato right away, even if they did, they wouldn't show any mercy.

After all, the Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato died three years ago!

There was a slight sound of the sharp blade cutting into the body, but it was not the white god robe that fell. As the elites of the Gen, the two gatekeepers died in Minato's hands without any ability to resist.

There is no instant kill for Minato, and such a fatal sentence can only be issued by him to people.

It was still like being in a no-man's land. Even without the help of Kyuubi's malicious perception, these guys who were no stronger than the elite Jonin were not Minato's enemies at all.

The absolute speed gives him absolute power. The golden flash that has disappeared in the ninja world for several years once again shines with his dazzling brilliance. With the help of the chakra imprint that can be materialized by the Nine-Tails, the Flying Thunder Divine Technique becomes more and more intensive. , the entire root base has become Minato's back garden.

No alarm sounded, no news came out. His superb sealing skills came from Kushina's unreserved teaching. As a former Hokage, he already knew a lot about Konoha. In just a few years, Gen had not been able to create Create an alarm spell that exceeds Minato's crack limit.

And as Minato continued to penetrate deeper into the root base, the unknown side of this organization hidden in the darkness of Konoha was gradually revealed.

Taboo experiments are presented without reservation in the underground laboratory. Those twisted bodies and numerous specimens represent repeated failures and perseverance in exploration.

Although what he saw was a bit too bloody and cruel, Minato didn't feel much about it. He had also walked through a pile of dead people, and this was just a small scene.

Finally, he stopped at the door of a laboratory. This was the largest laboratory in the root base, and it was also the only laboratory that was lit all night today. Even now, there are still people busy in it.

Minato didn't knock on the door politely, he just gently opened the closed door and walked calmly inside.

But what greeted him was not a hospitable host, but a poisonous snake with fangs.

'Shulker! '

The signature ninjutsu of Orochimaru, one of the three ninjas of Konoha, the venomous snake summoned by him can inject venom and strangle the invading enemy with its body.

Back on the battlefield, this poisonous snake from Konoha was a powerful ninja that made people extremely fearful and troublesome.

"Fourth generation?!"

The poisonous snake that attacked Minato froze in mid-air, and Orochimaru's bright yellow vertical pupils suddenly shrank like thin needles at this moment.

This is definitely not a transformation technique, at least not an ordinary transformation technique. The upper limit of ninjutsu used by this kind of genin is not high. Those who can use this technique to hide from Orochimaru cannot be said to be unique, but they can be regarded as rare. .

"It's me, Orochimaru."

These words coming from behind made Orochimaru turn his head 180 degrees. His neck, which was as soft as a snake, let alone twisting half a circle, was no problem if he wrapped it around his body several times. So Orochimaru was less than two or three meters away. From a distance of ten centimeters, Minato's face remained unchanged.

"Flying Thunder God, is it really you?"

Orochimaru took a step back and looked at Minato's rotting god robe. His eyes became brighter and brighter at this moment, and an inexplicable throbbing made his body tremble slightly.

"Aren't you... dead?"

Orochimaru grinned, and his long snake-like tongue swiped across his lips. His eyes revealed naked greed and a deep curiosity that could not be erased.

Perhaps countless incredible things can happen in the ninja world, but Orochimaru is one thousand percent interested in Minato who can come back from the dead.

"But here I am again."

Minato turned his eyes and looked around the laboratory, then spoke calmly.

"You want eternal life, right?"

"Maybe I can help you."

"Then what do you want?"

Orochimaru's smile faded slightly, but the greed in his eyes remained unchanged.

"What do you say?"

Minato turned around and looked into Orochimaru's eyes, and then his body swayed for a moment, and he used the Flying Thunder God Technique to complete a turnaround in an instant. But compared to entering the door with empty hands, at this moment, he was holding a body buried in the ground. A long coffin.

"I want to meet one person and then take her to meet another person."

"I understand."

Orochimaru showed a strange smile again, and silently walked to the small door on the other side of the laboratory.