I'm in Konoha's Lie Flat Simulator

"Ye Cang! I will stay with your soul forever!!!"

The Shura warrior is really a kind of lover. He is deeply in love and relentlessly pursues Ye Cang and others.

"Ouch!!!" Fatty was caught in two fatal balls and ran very fast in pain.

The escape group once again passed by each small battlefield, attracting the attention of countless people.

"Ebisu, I'm going to sleep for a while, you must protect me." Yu Luo feels that this can't continue like this. The Shura warrior is like an immortal little strongman. Orochimaru can't make a move, and almost no one can restrain him. Live him.

Since the Shura warriors came from a thousand years ago, let's find a way from a thousand years ago.

"Hey! What are you doing! Sleeping at this time!" Ebisu yelled.

"If you can't beat the ghost, of course you have to ask the gods!" Yu Luo closed his eyes: "Quickly, knock me out."

Boom!

Ebisu took a rice spoon and hit Uro on the head.

"Ah ah ah! You are avenging a private vendetta, right? How can you hit Tianling Gai! The back of the head!" Yu Luo grimaced in pain.

"Oh oh oh, you didn't tell me earlier." Ebisu changed his golf posture and struck like a wooden fish, once, twice, three times...

"What the hell..." Yu Luo's consciousness gradually disappeared.

……

Fortunately, thanks to Ye Cang, the nanny, he had spare chakra to fill the system.

It is still the familiar standby interface.

[Big Dream Energy: 113%]

【Whether to enter simulation...】

"Yes, yes, it's an emergency, hurry up."

[Please choose talent...]

"1: Light: You were born in the light, destiny +3"

"2: Darkness: You were born humble, your destiny is -3"

"3: Natural Sword Tomb: You and the sword have an inseparable fate."

"4: Shura Dao: You can get happiness from killing"

"5: Holy: You can destroy evil and gain happiness"

"6: No Desires: Unable to obtain simulation coins from settlement, you can allocate basic attribute points +5"

"7: Madness: For every 100 people killed, wisdom -1, constitution +1"

"8: Abstinence: For each year of abstinence, wisdom +1, constitution +1"

"9: Primitive accumulation: The wealth you have accumulated can be exchanged for simulation coins at the end of the simulation."

"10: Crazy Squeeze: You can get happiness from the act of squeezing workers"

"Bright, born sword tomb..."

Yu Luo thought for a while, the simulation coins after the last copy of Black City have not been used yet, and there is no shortage of money for the time being, so he will not choose Holy.

"Plus, if you have no desires or desires, add 5 points to allocate points."

If you are short of money, use primitive accumulation and crazy squeeze to get some money next time.

[Please allocate additional points: 20+5 points]

【Appearance: 8】

Because of the last black city dungeon, Yuluo offended the entire Platycodon City, especially the miko's favorability, which was naturally negative, so he had to make up for it with his appearance.

[Physical: 10]

【Wisdom: 7】

[Fate: 0+3]

[Points have been distributed and the copy is being loaded...]

[Gold mine is being generated]

[The slave is being whipped...]

[Wearing the wedding dress for the miko...]

[The copy is generated. 】

[Loading copy completed...]

[Current copy: Battle of Two Gods]

[Your identity is: Caster]

[Acquire temporary skills: A-level sword-forging skills, A-level armor forging skills, A-level sword skills]

[You are the illegitimate son of a certain woman. After you were born, you were thrown into the pile of scrap swords that had to be reforged. Fortunately, you were discovered by the old swordsmith and raised as a man, named Swordman! 】

"Don't give me a random name!!!"

Amid Yu Luo's angry protests, he was pulled into a dream...

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Dark, hot, dull.

It's like the furnace room in a sauna. Just taking a breath can almost burn off the nose hairs.

"Swordman, bring me the pliers!"

"Swordman!"

"Sword Man!!!"

Three rough roars knocked Yu Luo out of his soul.

It was his adoptive father, an alcoholic blacksmith.

Yu Luo pointed at himself blankly: "Bitch, are you calling me?"

"Nonsense, if the swordsman doesn't call you, who can you call me! I've been absent-minded all day lately, thinking about women?" the old blacksmith scolded.

"Yes." Yu Luo nodded.

"You bastard! I told you that for blacksmiths, swords and armor are our lifelong lovers! Women will only affect the speed of our hammer swings!"

"That dad has so many lovers!" Yu Luo looked at the dozens of samurai swords hanging around him.

"Of course! Oh, by the way, stop talking nonsense here, the delivery time has come, hurry up and deliver it!" The old blacksmith suddenly thought of something and opened a curtain.

Two new sets of streamlined and capable warrior armors were immediately revealed. One was red Shura armor, and the other was pure white. The styles were similar. One was engraved with flowers from hell, one was engraved with holy tulips, and the other was engraved with flowers. Killing the blood, one looks holy and refined.

"You want me to send Shura Armor...?" Yu Luo pointed at the red armor and was stunned.

"Don't give random names to unmarried girls! The guest came to pick up this set of armor in person. You go and give this set of sun-made armor as a gift." The old blacksmith said angrily.

"Shura Armor..." Yu Luo wanted to tell his father that this Shura Armor was unlucky and should be destroyed immediately.

"I told you not to name other people's equipment!" Dad angrily hit Yu Luo on the head again.

"Forget it, the most powerful thing about Shura Armor is the power of Shura given by Yi Shi. Shura Armor is just a pair of mortal iron. Without this armor, there are other armors." Yu Luo thought so and focused on Sun Armor. superior.

With gentler movements than wiping hemorrhoids, he carefully stacked each part of the armor in the luxurious wooden box, because if there was any irregularity in the movement, the old blacksmith behind would hit him with a hammer.

"Well, treat your armor as gently as you would your lover."

"Lovers sometimes like to be rough." Yu Luo thought heartbrokenly.

"Who is this for?"

"Amaterasu Shrine, remember to take a shower before going and change into clean clothes. Don't offend the gods with your sweaty and smelly body." the old blacksmith instructed.

"Oh, okay." Yu Luo hadn't had time to check how handsome he was with an appearance value of 8 and a physique of 10.

Following the memories that were not my own, I came to the bedroom. Life in Platycodon City in this era was really good. There were even public clean water channels and soap locust. I took some water, washed my whole body, and stood in front of the bronze mirror. Admiring her figure lovingly.

A tall man of 1.8 meters, his muscles have perfect lines as if they were carved by Michelangelo himself, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his outline is as firm as a knife or an axe.

"This handsome man will soon catch up with me..." Yu Luo held his face narcissistically.

"Sword Man!!! If you keep inking, you will sleep outside the door today!" came the roar of the old blacksmith.

"With my fucking face, what rich woman can't sleep with me?" Yu Luo looked disdainful and picked a relatively clean white dress from the closet and put it on.

"Remember to go early and come back early. Don't wander around in the Flower Street. Make me a bottle of wine!" The old blacksmith put the heavy armor box on Yu Luo's back. This simple action made the old guy with muscles all over his body tired. Panting, Yuluo's Constitution was 10 but he didn't feel much.

"Well, you are a good blacksmith. You will inherit my shop in the future." The old man squeezed Yu Luo's muscles in relief.

"Don't worry, I won't drink flower wine." Yu Luo waved his hand and walked towards the high mountain in Platycodon City carrying a heavy box.

Because of the crisis in reality, the quaint prosperity along the way could not attract Yuluo's attention until he arrived at the foot of the sacred mountain.

"Stop, do you have a pass?" Two shrine guards in white armor stopped Yuluo.

"Pass? Why haven't I heard that you need a pass?" Yu Luo was a little surprised.

"Have you ever been to a shrine? Except for worship days, you need a pass to go to the shrine." The shrine guard said impatiently.

"Never been here? Why haven't I been here before? They didn't ask for my pass last time I came here."

"When did you come here last?"

"In the 218th year of Platycodon's Yuan Festival, he wore Shura armor and killed one person in two steps, all the way up!"