Start with the Mangekyō and leave Konoha with Madara.

In the Land of Fire, on a hidden mountain.

This place was once the secret base of the Senju clan during the Warring States Period. It has been preserved after the war because of its complete medical facilities, hidden geographical environment, and easy to defend and difficult to attack.

After Konoha was founded, Tobirama would regularly arrange his confidants to maintain the normal operation of the base in case of emergency.

It was cold at high up. When the cold morning wind blew in through the window, the curtains swayed, and Toma on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes.

He just moved a little, and the pain from the wound on his chest made his face twitch.

He endured the pain and propped himself up, only to find that he was shirtless, with white bandages wrapped around his chest and abdomen, three layers inside and three layers outside, covering the wounds that had already been sutured.

He relaxed for a while, and when he felt that he had regained some strength, he slowly got out of bed with a grin on his face.

Shen Yu's sword, with its fierce murderous intent, missed by just a little bit and almost cost him his life on the coast of Taki Country.

In order to prevent himself from being hunted down by Shenyu, he arranged for his guards to transfer himself and other members of the Senju clan, including Hashirama, here before he fell into a coma.

"Master Tobirama, you're awake!" The medical staff pushed the door open and found Tobirama sitting on the bed. Their faces were immediately filled with surprise.

Tobirama waved his hand, signaling her not to panic. He raised his head slightly and saw a familiar figure in white through the half-open door.

He put on his shoes, got out of bed, and put on a coat. Seeing this, the medical staff immediately came over to support him.

"I'm not that weak yet."

Tobirama rejected her kindness and walked out of the door alone with trembling steps.

On a cliff a little further away, on a smooth bluestone, Senju Hashirama was sitting with his back to the base.

He was wearing neat white clothes, breathing steadily, sitting upright on the cliff, gazing far away in the direction of Konoha, as if he had merged into nature.

"Brother, you woke up very early."

"Oh, it's Tobirama." Hashirama turned around and smiled, showing his white teeth. "Yes, I feel refreshed for some reason."

He looked very well, without any trace of tiredness, as if the earth-shattering battle last night had never happened.

However, Tobirama suddenly stopped and his pupils shrank suddenly.

In his subconscious perception, there was no longer any life in Hashirama's body. The rich vitality that was like the scorching sun in the past had completely disappeared.

His face was gloomy, his mood was heavy, and he looked at his eldest brother with a dim gaze.

However, Hashirama was unaware of this. He smiled happily and asked his brother to sit next to him.

"Tobirama, look, from here, our Konoha is really in the center of the Land of Fire."

Hashirama showed a satisfied smile and pointed in the direction of a place at the foot of the mountain. "Surrounded by mountains and surrounded by clear water, the choice of the place to build the village was really right. Hahahaha."

"Brother, you... are about to die." Tobirama reminded hesitantly.

Hashirama continued to smile, "Yes, so you shouldn't show that expression. The last moments of your life should end with the farewell of your relatives and friends."

"Don't look so sad, smile."

"Brother, I can't laugh." Tobirama was in a heavy mood and looked at Hashirama with some confusion, "Aren't you worried about the village?"

"After you die, I... really don't know what to do..."

Tobirama looked at his hands with a confused look. It was the first time in forty years that he showed such an expression.

"You don't have to do anything, just let nature take its course." Hashirama said.

"Let it be? Am I going to watch Uchiha Kamiya destroy Konoha?"

Hashirama took a deep breath of the fresh and slightly cool mountain air, and then exhaled slowly, as if he wanted to exhale all the fatigue of his life.

He suddenly said, "As long as there are people and peace, then anywhere is a village."

"Brother, you..."

"I don't know why, but after I woke up I felt like I had broken free of some kind of shackles. All of a sudden, I understood a lot of things. It was really... I felt more relaxed than ever before."

Hashirama stretched himself lazily, revealing a satisfied look on his face, "Besides..."

"Uchiha Kamiya will not destroy Konoha."

"Why?" Tobirama frowned.

"Like Madara, his target has never been Konoha. He just wants revenge and wants to kill us, the executioners who survived the Warring States Period. The reason is..."

Hashirama held up a finger, "Tsuna is still alive."

"That's just his method..." Tobirama shook his head immediately.

"He is Madara's disciple, and he is also a principled man." Hashirama sneered, "Believe me."

His gaze turned toward the foot of the mountain, watching the mountain mist and wind rising, the clouds rising, the boundless blue sky, the lush greenery… His eyes were satisfied and leisurely, without a trace of nostalgia.

"Perhaps, leaving the future to these children is the right decision..."

Hashirama sat cross-legged, his hands resting naturally on his knees. The breeze blew his black hair, and he could be heard humming softly:

He has never done any good in his life, and has committed many murders and arson.

Suddenly the golden rope was opened and the jade lock was torn off.

The Mid-Autumn wind blows in Konoha Village, and today I know who I am.

He smiled and closed his eyes, listening to the rustling of leaves in the wind, feeling peaceful and tranquil.

Konoha 13, May.

Senju Hashirama passed away suddenly.

……

Three days later, the Valley of the End.

In the early morning, the autumn wind blew and the fallen leaves swirled. Perhaps it was because of the nearby waterfall, the moist water vapor mixed in the breeze of the canyon made Shenyu's long hair flutter slightly.

This place was originally a river valley with uneven terrain. It was the fatal battle between Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama 6 years ago that changed the topography and turned it into a magnificent waterfall.

In order to commemorate this great war, Konoha specially selected skilled craftsmen and spent a year to build a huge statue of the two people standing on both sides of the Valley of the End.

At this moment, Shen Yu was standing on top of the statue of Uchiha Madara, with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm, as if he was waiting for something.

After an unknown amount of time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A kunai dropped from the sky and stabbed into the other side of the river. Then, a figure appeared out of nowhere and stood on top of Hashirama's statue.

Uchiha mirror.

He wore tight blue armor, a forehead protector, a scroll hanging from his waist, armor on his arms and legs, two long swords on his back, and a waist bag bulging with miniature scrolls.

His face was solemn and he was fully armed.

In comparison, Shen Yu looked much more relaxed, wearing a loose black clan robe, with his black hair naturally loose, and he had no other weapons except a light blue divine sword.

"Very good, brother. I'm very happy that you can come as scheduled." Shen Yu smiled.

"Brother," Jing was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Hokage-sama... passed away."

"Oh?" Shen Yu was stunned and asked, "What about Tobirama?"