Hokage: I am a Gu Dao Immortal

When the two were about to start, the old man gave an order from behind.

"Take it easy, don't frighten this samurai the first time...Samurai lord."

"Hey, don't worry boss, I will be very gentle." The thin man said.

"Haha, I'm the most hospitable, and I will treat him well," said the fat man.

Aoba stood in front of the two like a helpless little sheep.

He made a weak suggestion.

"Uh, can you not slap your face?"

The fat man and the thin man said in unison.

"What do you say?" X2

"Hey, that must be a slap in the face."

Aoba sighed lightly, and threw down the quilt in her hand.

He hides himself like this, but he is still being targeted. He is really jealous of talents.

After that... the sound of fighting and muffled sounds came from the cell.

boom! boom! boom!

The blows are very rhythmic, and the party being beaten must be very miserable.

And the prisoners in other cells had fun. This kind of unlucky thing was the most enjoyable thing, and it was one of the few pleasures they had in being locked up here.

These prisoners who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, all lay down beside the iron fence, stretched out their heads and started booing.

"Hey, newcomer, you guys are doing it so quickly."

"Remember to slap him in the face, there can't be anyone more handsome than me in prison."

"Haha, hurry up, hurry up and show that newcomer's pig head."

"Hey! Don't eat alone, let me beat you too. I haven't loosened my muscles for a long time."

"Remember not to hit too hard, give me a sigh of relief, I still want to enjoy it."

Fuck, the boss has appeared, such a thing will appear in every prison.

He is an old hermaphrodite, and other prisoners should stay far away from him.

......

All kinds of laughter and cursing came, and they were all booing, as if they were not friendly to the newcomers.

Finally, amidst the booing of the crowd, the fighting sound in the cell stopped abruptly.

At this time, a person came out from the shadows in the cell.

The prisoners in the surrounding cells saw that the person coming was not the familiar fat man, thin man and old man, but a young man with an afro.

boom!

The young man threw both hands, and the two lumps were hung on the iron fence.

It's the thin and the fat, but they are now.

It is no longer clear who is thin and who is fat, because their heads have turned into pig heads.

Qing Ye looked coldly at the people making noise in the cell outside, he stretched out his hand, pointed to the cell outside, and said coldly.

"You, you, you, and that sissy, kind of like after school... No, don't run away when you are out, let's exchange physical skills."

hiss!

All the prisoners gasped, the newcomer is a ruthless character.

The fat man, the skinny man, and the old man are veterans in the prison. The three of them can't handle a young man. Is this a master of individual skills?

The prisoners who were sent in were all chakra sealed by that bastard Wuwei, and they all turned into Muggles.

In terms of combat effectiveness, a ninja without Chakra is just half a catty.

Except for masters of physical fitness, people who practice physique are also very strong without Chakra.

Any physical master is a figure who dominates in Ghost Lantern City.

This is... is this another Overlord?

And those guys who were named, when they thought that they had provoked a bully, their faces were chilled, and they shrank their heads back to the cell, for fear that Aoba would remember their appearance.

What to do, don't go out when the wind is released.

Humph.

Aoba snorted coldly, and finally turned her head to look into the cell.

The old man Wenlong was hiding in the corner at this time, when he saw Qingye looking at him, he showed embarrassment.

"Little brother is very skilled, he really deserves to be a warrior."

Qing Ye approached slowly, sat down on the bed board, and said unhurriedly.

"Actually, besides being a warrior, I have another identity."

"What identity." The old man asked curiously.

"Monk."

After finishing speaking, Aoba clasped his palms together and read a sentence.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha, good and good."

The old man's face froze, and he looked at Aoba's hair, saying that you are a monk as soon as you exploded your head, isn't that nonsense.

I am more like a monk than you.

But when he looked at his two subordinates, he had already been beaten into a bad shape.

So he can only accept this fucking setting, the old man bowed to Aoba.

"It turned out to be the master, disrespect, disrespect, I offended just now."

"Hey, don't offend me. It's the so-called acquaintance if you don't fight, but I think you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, so it's better to be a boy under my sect."

The old man was surprised, I am old enough to be your grandfather, but you want to accept me as a boy, isn't it a bit too much.

Haven't you heard that Shi Ke can't be killed without humiliation?

Whoosh!

A cold light swept over, and the old man felt chills all over his body.

He found that Aoba looked at him with an indifferent look.

The old man was startled immediately, he didn't agree, this guy can't physically transcend himself.

Forget it, stretching the head and shrinking the head is a knife. If others do it, it is better to do it yourself.

Plop.

The old man knelt in front of Aoba, folded his hands together and bowed to Aoba.

"Master, please accept me as a boy."

Seeing the old man's understanding, Aoba twitched her fingers and smiled, satisfied.

"Your comprehension is good, I will reluctantly accept you as a registered disciple."

"You have a common name."

"The old man's layman's name is Mount Tai."

Tarzan?this name...

Aoba pinched her fingers and asked hesitantly.

"Huashan is yours..."

The old man suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief.

"Hua Shan, Hua Shan is my apprentice, but he has not been arrested. Could it be that the master met him outside?"

Aoba grinned, her feelings are still a person with a long history.

Huashan, ever-changing Huashan, isn't he the one who framed Naruto in the future?

No wonder this old man and Huashan have the same hairstyle, bald.

Now that you know the basics, it's easy to handle.

As far as he knew, Huashan was also very loyal.

But the name.

One is called Mount Tai, and the other is called Mount Hua. There should be other mountains.

Aoba turned her head to look at the two people hanging on the fence, and asked.

"Then what are their names?"

"Oh, these are my partners outside. One is called Fat Cat and the other is called Skinny Dog. They are both muddleheaded and have no big names."

Tai Shan was a little embarrassed when he said this.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. If I mix with these unscrupulous people, it can be seen that he is not doing well either.

Hearing these two names, Aoba breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there are no such names as Mount Heng, Mount Song, or Mount Heng.

Otherwise, he thought that the ninja world was going to hold a debate on the swords of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Is this a runaway?

"Okay, it seems that you and I are really destined, this end you have to knock if you don't, and you have to knock."

Although the old man Taishan didn't know what happened, but Aoba never looked at himself with that indifferent look again.

He immediately kowtowed to Qingye and said.

"Thank you, master, for taking me in, so that I can know my way back and start a new life."

"Okay, let's call you Taishan, well, the Tai is the master; things can't be the same, so accept it or not. It seems that you are a late bloomer."

"It's very suitable for your age."

"As for the two of them, of course, if I change my mind, I can barely accept it."

When the two people hanging on the fence heard this, they quickly pulled their heads out and crawled over.

The boss kowtowed, do they still have a choice, hold your thighs tight.

They also knelt in front of Qingye, kowtow like pounding garlic.

"Master, please accept us, we also want to be human again." X2