Bringing the Hokage legacy to the Nine Realms of Golden Light

Wilderness Road

Without the Flying Thunder God Mark, in order to reach the spiritual world, Zhou Zheng and Jin Qianhua could only rent a carriage to travel.

Just ahead of them, in a village

As the trees swayed in the wind, a group of Western Sword Ryu ninjas gathered all the villagers in the village.

He was still holding a scroll with Zhou Zheng's portrait on it and asking the villagers whether he knew the person in the scroll.

Zhou Zheng almost only stayed in Langxin Village and the headquarters of the local department in the past five years. Whenever he went to other places, he used the transformation technique to cover himself.

How could people know him outside Langxin Village and the main gate of the local government?

I haven't even seen it!

However, the people of Xijianliu didn't care about these things. Their mission was to find out the origins of this person at all costs.

What this sentence represents is that there is no bottom line!

"You don't want to say yes?"

After asking the question, the Xijianryu ninja team leader, who received no response, raised his hand, and one of the ninjas reached out and grabbed a villager from the crowd, then beheaded him with a clean and neat knife.

The head flew to the feet of the villagers, and blood spurted out like a fountain under the influence of blood pressure.

"You'd better think carefully before you answer! If you can't satisfy us, you will be the next to die!" This is a pure ninja team, with only Japanese people in the team.

Following the example of their superiors, everyone in the Western Sword School regarded the people of Central Plains as an inferior race. Even the ugly Kong Ming who surrendered and became a wounded man was still pointed at on the forehead by Sanada Ryuzo and called an inferior race.

In addition, among the Eight Gates, there are many captains who enjoy killing, and the ninjas are also affected.

Among these people, some have been in Central Plains for many years and have learned some Central Plains dialect and can communicate with Central Plains people in a simple way.

"Sir! We really don't know who this person is! Please let us go! We beg you!" Some villagers in the crowd hugged their wives and children and kowtowed and begged continuously, but the final result was a flying dart that nailed him to death on the spot.

"Tell me! Who is this person? If you don't tell me, then keep killing him! Anyway, there are countless inferior races like you in the Central Plains.

"If we kill you all, we will go to the next village to look for the same thing." The words of the Xijianryu ninjas scared the villagers.

"no, do not want!"

"Spare my life!"

"Wait a minute, if I tell you his background and connections, will you let us go?" Amidst the cries of begging for mercy, one sentence stood out.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with strong muscles and bones. He looked like he had been training for several years.

"That's right! Do you want to say it?" The ninja said without hesitation.

At the same time, the looks of the villagers around him changed again, including resentment, anger, and so on.

"How should I tell you?" The middle-aged man was led out of the crowd and came in front of the leader of the ninja team.

"Write it down!" As he said this, the team leader took out a pen and paper, which he carried with him specifically for collecting information.

The man took a pen and paper, and without any hesitation, he started writing, resting his head on the rotten wooden board.

It took me a quarter of an hour to write two or three hundred words before I finally finished it.

When the paper was handed back to the team leader, he read it with great interest.

"Native place... family... relatives... friends... teachers... very good! You wrote it very comprehensively! Very good!

"Then you are useless! Kill them all!" The team leader nodded contentedly while holding the paper, turned and walked to the side, waved his hand, and gave orders to the surrounding ninjas.

The ninjas who received the order immediately laughed strangely, waved their long swords, and slowly approached the villagers.

"Didn't you say you would let us go? Why are you killing us?" The middle-aged man shouted and questioned, totally confused.

However, the team leader who had already got what he wanted didn't want to pay any more attention to them. As for the other ninjas, they basically couldn't understand what he was shouting.

At the moment when the blades were about to hit their bodies, two streams of energy suddenly came from a distance and hit the blades directly, making it impossible for the ninjas to hold the handles of their swords, and the long swords were directly knocked away.

"Who is it?" The ninjas immediately stood in a defensive formation, paying full attention to the direction where the energy was coming from.

"Even if heaven and earth don't help, I still have Ai Lingling! You people are so abominable. Since you have already promised them, why do you want to go back on your word and kill them? Haven't you been given what you want?" Ai Lingling flew out from behind a tree. With her came a young man dressed in black and wearing an oversized straw hat that covered his entire head. He was not very old and had no obvious features. He dressed in a simple and neutral style and looked like a boy.

"Ai Lingling, it's very dangerous for you to do this!" The man in black then walked out and said from behind.

"Oh! The situation is critical! Saving people is the most important thing! Wuxin, take these villagers away and leave this side to me!" Ai Lingling stood directly between the villagers and the Xijianliu ninjas and said with her back to Wuxin.

"You must be careful. I will come to help you immediately after I send the villagers to that black guy!" Wuxin said, and then began to greet the villagers.

Through their conversation, the villagers understood that the two little girls who suddenly appeared in front of them were there to save them. They did not hesitate and immediately followed them, fearing that if they were a step slower, one side would regret it and the other side would start killing them.

"Who are you?" Team leader Xi Jianliu put away the information written by the middle-aged man, then looked at Ai Lingling seriously and asked.

"My name is Ai Lingling! You can't kill the villagers, otherwise I will be rude to you!" Ai Lingling said in front of everyone.

"Hahaha! She wants to be rude to us? Do you want to try and see in what way she's rude?" The team leader relayed the Japanese language to the ninjas around him, and then teased them.

Ai Lingling, who couldn't understand foreign languages, was mainly trying to delay time and didn't take the initiative.

the other side

Yi Wuxin took the villagers away, and on the way he left, he met a young man with a charcoal-black hair running towards the village.

"It's dark now. All the villagers have been brought out. I want to go back to help Ai Lingling. You take the villagers away from here and hide first!" After Yi Wuxin finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the village.

Watching Yi Wuxin return to the village, the young man in black wanted to follow him, but he was surrounded by a group of villagers, each of whom was holding him and not letting him leave their side.

In the entire village, apart from the sturdy man mentioned earlier, this dark-skinned man is the strongest person.

"It's so dark, it's just scary!" A group of children pulled the dark one and begged for comfort like they were acting like spoiled brats.

"Sorry, if I didn't go out hunting this morning, I could stay and help!" Hei Lulu said with guilt and self-blame on his face.

"Black-haired man, who were those two people just now? Can they stop those bad guys?" one of the villagers asked worriedly.

"I met them when I was hunting. They seemed to be looking for someone. The one in black clothes was called Shitouzi. She suddenly said that there was a smell of blood in the wind. The wind was blowing from the direction of the village, and then we rushed over immediately!" Heilulu said.

"Are you looking for someone too?"

"You!" One of them was furious, pointing at the middle-aged man. "You knew who that person was, why didn't you tell me earlier? As a result, Uncle Agan got beheaded by a knife, and Ah Quan got his head pierced by a dart."

"I don't know that person at all! I said I knew him just to deceive them. Everything written on that piece of paper was made up by me on the spur of the moment!" The middle-aged man's explanation left the other villagers speechless for a moment.

"Well, then you should write it earlier!" someone said in a low voice.

"What the hell, why didn't you make it up earlier?

"They never intended to let us live. No matter whether we tell them or not, we will die in the end. If someone had known about it from the beginning and written down the news, and if these two heroes hadn't smelled the blood in the wind and rushed over to help, we would all be dead!" Another person immediately retorted!

"Village chief, take the villagers and hide in the mountains. I will go back to the village to help them!" Heilulu didn't care what dispute they had. Now that it had been resolved, everyone was happy. However, the two people were still facing danger, and he couldn't just sit back and watch.

After saying that, he ran towards the village.

After watching the black-haired man leave, the villagers didn’t dare to go back and could only shout “Come on!” from afar.

in the village

By the time Yi Wuxin sent all the villagers away, the ninjas from the Xijianliu faction had laughed enough.

"kill!"

At a command, dozens of ninjas rushed towards Ai Lingling at the same time.

"The Wind of Sorrow"

His spiritual energy surged, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to bless him, and he rushed straight towards the enemy with a howling violent wind.

The sharp wind blades scraped against the bodies of the ninjas, causing intensive damage to them.

At this time, a group of stones seemed to be alive, jumping into the battlefield, and then suddenly flew out and hit the masked men of the Western Sword School.

"Earth Wind"

Ai Lingling used another move, and the endless wind, carrying the dust and sand on the ground, formed a sandstorm-like attack and rushed towards the enemy.

Afterwards, with Yi Wuxin's communication, all kinds of stones in the village were gathered together, including millstones, stone rollers, stone tables, etc. Large pieces of stones were all gathered together, jumped high, and then fell down, and the people who were hit screamed in agony.

(At the beginning, Yi Wuxin's ability to read minds and communicate with stones was like a bug. She could read the minds of anyone she touched, as long as they were not on guard. She could read black and white above and stones below. She could communicate with stones, making them seem alive, helping to lead the way, inquire about information, and let stones help her fight. Later, these two abilities were basically not shown.)

Some people could not bear the double blow and collapsed in sorrow.

"Go, go!" The remaining people of Xijianliu fled hurriedly, not daring to stay any longer.

By the time they rushed back to the village in darkness, the remaining members of Xijianliu had already fled, leaving behind the bodies of their accomplices.

Yi Wuxin was burying the dead ninjas.

Ai Lingling is tidying up the battlefield.

This is a village after all. When the fighting broke out, several houses around were collapsed.

"Shitouzi, Ai Lingling, what's wrong? I'm here to help you!" Heilu ran to the two of them, looked around, but didn't find where the enemy was.

"You're late. Everyone has been chased away!" Ai Lingling answered while cleaning up the mess on the floor.

Suddenly, she found a portrait on the ground.

"Hey! It's him!" Ai Lingling saw the image on the portrait and immediately recognized Zhou Zheng in the portrait.

And at this time

The two people who were on their way suddenly noticed a force between heaven and earth stirring ahead on the road.

This is a scene where someone is fighting with the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

If Zhou Zheng had not practiced the technique of extracting natural chakra and was able to accurately sense the changes in spiritual power between heaven and earth, he might not have been able to distinguish it so clearly.

"There's a battle ahead!" Zhou Zheng said nothing and directly sent out a shadow clone to go and get information.

Good skill, convenient and efficient, Zhou Zheng certainly can't put it down.

As the clone sped away, Zhou Zheng simply slowed down the carriage.

We don’t know what the situation ahead is yet, so it’s not advisable to run too fast or rush into the battlefield rashly.

In the village

Ai Lingling picked up the portrait, looked at it for a few seconds and then put it away. The villagers in the village were so scared that they didn't dare to come back easily, which made the village look very empty.

Zhou Zheng's clone flew several miles and came to the empty village. He explored carefully and soon noticed a mess of ruins.

Then I saw Ai Lingling, whom I had met once before, on the ruins.

Seeing that she looked relaxed, Zhou Zheng also stood up.

Next we are going to the spiritual world, and it would be best if we could have someone from the spiritual world lead the way.

"Ai Lingling." Zhou Zheng called out directly and walked towards her.

"Hey!" Ai Lingling heard someone calling her and answered subconsciously.

When she turned around, she immediately saw the person she had been thinking about day and night.

"Brother Zhou! Why are you here?" Ai Lingling cheered, and the two people around her put down what they were doing and walked over.

A sturdy man dressed in black from head to toe, and a young boy wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat.

This combination immediately brought back memories!

Yi Wuxin and Black Dragon!

"I was planning to go to the spirit world, and it's just right that I met you here. With people from the spirit world to help lead the way, I don't have to worry about taking a long detour, taking the wrong road, or not being able to find the way.

"Who are these two..." After Zhou Zheng explained, he looked at the two people who were approaching and asked, he had to do the whole show.

"You want to go to the spirit world? Then I'll lead the way for you!

"This is Yi Wuxin, my junior sister, and this is Heilulu, a friend I met on the road!" Ai Lingling introduced them to Zhou Zheng happily.

The fundamental reason for her joy was that she now had the opportunity to learn the art of clones again!

This time when I return to the spirit world, I must learn his art of clones!

It doesn’t matter whether you can succeed or not, you must learn all the methods!