Konoha's Foot-picking Immortal

The Sword of the Underworld, according to the red monster, is a sword soul formed by absorbing the souls of believers due to the unwillingness and resentment left by the souls of gods who died in vain.

Yes, it's not really a sword. This does not mean that the sword is stuck on the shape of the sword, but that after being taken out of the underworld by the night, it can barely maintain the shape of a sword.

"So, this place is actually just the place where the remnant soul of the River God is. There is nothing else but rotten flesh and bones."

Back at the lake, after listening to Ye's narration, Baiyun stepped in this morning and asked the question for the two Suna ninja who were still lost.

The illusory sword of the underworld changes into various shapes in the hand, but it is completely out of Ye's control. Taking advantage of the fact that others couldn't see him, he trembled and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, Qi Orochi has indeed been dead for a long time, and even his remaining soul is about to rot away."

Since the River God is dead, there is naturally no way to bring the river to the Kingdom of Wind. Yuliang raised his head and looked at the endless mountains to the east, and suddenly there was a burst of gnashing of teeth.

"It's true that gods can die too, otherwise we wouldn't have heard of it." Marky took a very open mind and patted Yura and asked him to sit down.

His words made sense, and Shisui and the others agreed.

"I'm telling you, aren't you all cold?" He squatted with his hands on his shoulders, still shivering uncontrollably. "Whoever has dry clothes can give me a change of clothes."

The wind by the river blew wildly and hard, and Mao Changqi's wet hair could no longer provide any warmth, and he couldn't help but shiver in the soaking night.

"Oops, I forgot"

Kuno, who had been guarding the shore with no water on his body, suddenly slapped his head, took out a large scroll from behind and unsealed it.

"Come on, come on, a towel for each person, and a sleeping bag too."

The items in the scroll were far more than these. Ye also saw many large jars. He wiped his hair and asked: "Brother Kuno, what are these jars used for?"

"Oh, this is a jar for storing water. We are going to the desert soon. We can't do it without collecting enough water. Hahaha." Tekuno quickly resealed the jar and started talking dryly.

Why don’t you go to Sand Ninja Village to pick up the water? You have to pick it up in advance.

Maki and Yura naturally knew what it meant. After all, Suna Ninja's poison was famous all over the world, so it was normal for Konoha to take some precautions.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, but Ye didn't care about it. He took off his underwear and got into his sleeping bag, and asked the movie girl to help him dry his clothes.

"Uh-huh, everyone, go to sleep now. We have to cross the mountains tomorrow, so stay refreshed."

Baiyun brought an end to the day's actions in the morning. The red monster, the shadow girl holding a hunting coat and everyone warmed up to the fire, while Mao Changji, who did not dare to get too close to the flames, gave Ye Zhi a curtain to help him. Blocked out the howling river wind.

A slight breeze passed through the gaps between the hair, bringing a bit of damp chill. Ye raised his face and saw only Mao Changji's warm and peaceful smile.

The next day, I was woken up by Mao Changji after a long absence. Three feet above the ground, he was suspended in mid-air with his sleeping bag, feeling like an iron-shelled turtle.

As soon as Mao Changji saw that he was awake, he immediately loosened his hair and put him down.

"Sir, you have a nightmare again."

"Yeah, probably because of the Sword of the Underworld."

The woman who was used as a sacrifice, the farmer who died in the flood, kept praying, but still could not avoid the souls of believers being devoured.

The nightmares haven't stopped this night, and I don't feel energetic at all. So he hurriedly got out of the sleeping bag, fearing that he would fall asleep again if he stayed in the nest for a long time.

The bonfire was still burning, and a pot of boiling water was placed on it. The wind here is relatively strong. Logically speaking, the firewood should have been burned out long ago. Could it be that the red monster and the others keep adding more firewood?

The hunting clothes handed over by the shadow girl were still warm from the bonfire, so Ye quickly put them on, and then moved closer to the fire.

It's about six o'clock in the morning now, and you can see that the sky in the east has turned white. Facing the river and facing away from the wind, Ye looked at the shadowy mountains in the distance and suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

It's these mountains that block the rain clouds and rivers in the country of Sichuan.