Hashirama Reborn

With a bang, Hashirama appeared in a dim forest. The surrounding trees were tall and dense, and the branches and leaves were entangled with each other, preventing the sunlight from shining through. The air was filled with the smell of moist earth and rotting leaves. It was silent all around, and even the sound of birds could not be heard.

When Hashirama was observing his surroundings, a gentle voice suddenly came from the depths of the silent forest, "Hashirama, come here."

It's Mr. Slug!

Hearing the familiar voice, Hashirama no longer hesitated and ran quickly into the depths of the forest. The surrounding trees quickly retreated, and a faint light shone through the gaps. Finally, a huge figure appeared in front of Hashirama.

Hashirama looked at the slug hermit in amazement. Even though he had seen it once in his previous life, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw it again. It was really too big. The giant beast in front of him was as far as the eye could see, and its body was probably hundreds of meters long, like a huge soft-bodied monster. Its snow-white body had a moist luster, as if covered with a layer of mucus, making it more conspicuous in the dim forest. The tentacles on top of its head kept swaying, as if sensing everything around it. After a while, the huge head was aimed in the direction of Hashirama, and at the same time, a gentle voice like thunder echoed in the air, shaking the tall trees around it slightly.

Hashirama, welcome to the Wet Bone Forest. I am the real body of the slug you have seen. You have also seen that my body is not suitable for teaching you directly. Later I will let my clone guide your practice. If you have any questions, you can ask the clone to answer you or come to me directly. I generally will not move.

Hashirama thanked him loudly with gratitude, and at the same time, he bent down and respectfully bowed to the Slug Sage. No matter whether it was in the previous life or this time, no matter what the reason was for the Slug Sage to help him, he could not deny the Slug Sage's meticulous help and care for Hashirama Senju.

The Slug Sage didn't say anything more, but slowly split a one-meter-long slug from his huge body. With a loud landing sound, Hashirama waved goodbye to the Slug Sage's body and slowly left with the little slug in front of him.

The Slug Sage looked at the figure gradually receding in front of him, and thought of the sincere smile and genuine gratitude on that child's face. For a moment, it seemed as if he had overlapped with the figure of an old friend from a thousand years ago. The huge slug could not help but shake its tentacles and coiled up its huge body again. He had lived too long, and sleeping had become his instinct to pass the time. Now that Hashirama had come to the Wet Bone Forest, and with his split body guiding him in his training, he could sleep peacefully. When he was about to fall into a deep sleep, he could not help but sigh in his heart, "It's really your descendant. It seems like I see you again, Ashura."

Hashirama followed the Slug-sama in front of him and walked slowly in the forest. His feet made a constant crunching sound as they stepped on the rotten leaves. The enthusiastic and cheerful Hashirama couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere and finally couldn't help but talk to the Slug-sama in front of him.

Master Slug, where are we going? What do we need to do to practice?

Lord Slug crawled slowly on the ground and spoke slowly: Don't be anxious, Hashirama, the first point in learning fairy arts is to sense the natural energy. You have Wood Release, so this is not difficult for you. The difficult part is how to absorb the sensed natural energy into your body. To do this, you must have enough patience. There is a small river ahead. The first step you have to take is to stand steadily on the water with your feet without using chakra. Once you finish, you can enter the next stage of practice.

As Slug-sama explained, a clear river appeared in front of Hashirama's eyes. This was a rare small area in the Wet Bone Forest that was not blocked by giant trees. The warm sunlight was able to shine directly down. The river was sparkling under the sunlight, and a wooden house hidden by vines was faintly visible on the other side of the river.

Hashirama, that is where you will live in the Wet Bone Forest in the future, and it is also where Ashura once stayed.

Hashirama didn't pay attention to what the Slug Sage said. He just stared blankly at the wooden house opposite. A feeling of nostalgia emerged from the bottom of his heart, as if he had been there before.

The outline of the wooden house appears particularly soft under the sunlight. Its walls are built with logs, and each piece of wood has been baptized by the long years, presenting a simple and natural beauty.

The Slug Sage led Hashirama into the wooden house. As soon as they opened the door, a gust of dust blew in their faces. Hashirama couldn't help but turned his head and coughed twice. The furnishings in the house were extremely simple. It was divided into three rooms on the left, middle and right by wood. There was a wooden bed and a wooden cabinet in the room on the left. The fabric used as a quilt on the bed had long since rotted away over a long period of time, leaving only scattered pieces of cloth to prove their existence. There was a wooden table and several wooden stools in the room opposite the door. The room on the right was simply built with several stones to create something similar to a stove, which should be used for cooking. It was unknown what kind of wood the furniture in the house was made of. After a thousand years, there was no sign of rotting. Through the windows in the house, one could also see the creek and the dim woods.

The Slug Sage took Hashirama to visit his future residence. Looking at Hashirama who kept coughing, he said apologetically: I'm sorry, Hashirama, only Ashura has stayed here before. It's been too long. You may need to clean up before you can live here. You should start practicing from tomorrow.

Ahem, okay, Mr. Slug, please leave first. The sun here is a bit strong and it is not suitable for your living environment. I will clean up myself and I will come to find you tomorrow morning.

Hearing Hashirama's words, the Slug Sage couldn't help but feel touched and his antennae trembled. "Wow, Hashirama is such a good boy. Not only did he not blame me for not cleaning up the place in advance, but he was worried that I would be uncomfortable staying in the sun. Although he is already a sage, it is the instinct of a slug to stay in damp and cold places. Hashirama is indeed like Ashura, a very kind and gentle human being."

As the Slug Sage slowly crawled away, Hashirama rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning the house, throwing away all the rotten things in the house first. There was a sound of tumbling, and the rotten kitchen utensils, fabrics, cups and dishes were all turned out and placed at the door, waiting to be dealt with by the last Fire Release.

Huh? !

Hashirama couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. There was a strange object in the only wooden cabinet in the room.