I am Uchiha Madara

♂nbsp; The country of thunder, Izumo City.

A group of bachelors and even academic sects from the Ming Society stood in the cold winter wind. Their light blue and light cyan tunics were connected together, as if the blue sky and blue sea were lying across the city gate. The cold colors revealed a bit of solemnity and bleakness. meaning.

People coming and going couldn't help but look at the battle curiously, but they didn't dare to stay any longer.Because at the gate of the city, not only the ordinary people from Mingshe who had no offensive power were standing, but the Uchiha family's internal guards were also here.

Some people quietly speculated that a big shot was coming. Asking the residents in the city would naturally lead to no answer: the news about the two masters was not yet accessible to ordinary people.

Uchiha Zaitian stood at the front of the guard, looking at the crowd of people from Mingshe blocking the door, his face changed slightly, and he was about to say something.Then an old man who was older than Uchiha Kura walked slowly until he stood side by side with him.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, his eyelids are half-closed, there is no trace of chakra in his body, but his demeanor is very calm and natural.Behind him were ten warriors, tall and straight, with their right hands pressing the hilt of the sword at their waist.The long knife has no scabbard, and the silver and slender blade is as smooth as a mirror. The tip of the knife points to the ground at an angle of thirty degrees.Except for the boots on her feet, which are pure black, the rest of her clothing, including the hairband on the back of her head that is cut to a standard length of two fingers wide and one foot long, is all white.

This white spot is unstained by dirt, like clouds and snow, so clean that no one dares to look at it.Coupled with their motionless postures and suffocating silence, their momentum was not weaker than that of the elite ninjas of Uchiha on the other side.

Seeing this old man, the bachelor of Mingshe, who had been quiet and orderly just now, started to get agitated, and approached the old man as if he had found a backbone.Uchiha Zaitian frowned, put aside the idea of ​​asking and bowed to him: "Good day, Mr. Wu Yuan."

"Good day, Mr. Zaitian." The old man nodded towards him.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Uchiha Zaitian glanced behind him and turned around pretending to be nonchalant, trying to ignore the group of samurai behind him.

At first he was puzzled by these warriors appearing out of nowhere.He had met the old man next to him once, in the master's inner study.Of course it is not easy for Uchiha Madara to meet him in person.I heard from the eldest elder that this old man named Wu Yuanyan was with the wife of the late family leader before, and now he holds an important position.He cannot touch such a person.

But where did these warriors come from? He had never seen them before.

Beforehand, he sent people to investigate these warriors for safety reasons, but he was refuted by the great elder Uchiha Cang. Further inquiries about the truth did not get a specific answer.

Is it Mingshe’s own force, or is it the family head’s hidden trump card?

He touched his chin, thought for a moment and then put it aside. He was not good at handling such confidential matters, not to mention whether it was Mingshe or the head of the family behind it, it was not his place to intervene.

This little thing didn't make him depressed. What he couldn't accept the most was that these warriors actually defeated the elite jounin of the clan.

At that time, Uchiha Zaitian opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't close it. He picked up the wooden stake beside the family training ground and roared in his heart: This is unscientific.

I was lucky enough to watch this competition that subverted common sense. All the ninjas who thought, "We must win without even thinking about it" were collectively in a trance.For the first time, Uchiha Zaida put aside his image and yelled at his boys: "Have you fed your ninjutsu and chakra to the dogs?"

Uchiha felt aggrieved after losing the competition. They were not bad either. They had opened three magatama, joined the inner guard, and been on the battlefield. They also had no shortage of strength and experience.But the samurai opposite was really strong. He knew not to look at Uchiha, so he actually pulled off his headband and tied his eyes; the shuriken was avoided without getting close; the shadow was useless, the opponent's sword pierced the body; and finally What's weird is that halfway through using his Substitute Technique, the strongest samurai didn't even notice the wooden stake that appeared in its place. He instantly turned sideways and stabbed straight in the air, and the blade instantly spattered a bunch of blood.

Even across a distance, I can feel your sword heart, transparent realm, six senses, messy martial arts, which are definitely cheating, cheating, cheating, this is the ninja world of Ni Hung, not the fantasy martial arts of the Great Celestial Dynasty.

Absolute, right, wrong, science, science

The samurai captain who successfully singled out more than a dozen elite Jonin calmly put his sword into its sheath, took a slight step back, and said with a steady breath and a calm expression: "Promise."

Defeated by a samurai. With the words echoing in his head, Uchiha Zaita's entire body turned gloomy. For a moment, he had the urge to commit suicide and apologize to the head of the family who did not know where he was.

Fortunately, there won't be a single samurai of this level for hundreds of years, but there will be ninjas with the same lethality in every generation, which gives everyone some comfort.Thinking about it, if every samurai had such strong strength, their profit-oriented family head would have already taken the family to transfer jobs and become ninjas. Although Madara did not say it outright, the elders were more or less aware of his distaste for ninjas. Exclusion from this profession.

Shaking his head to put those unpleasant memories behind him, Uchiha calmed down in Tian and turned his thoughts back to business. After pondering for a moment, he asked the old man next to him: "Mr. Wu Yuan, what happened to the family that was affected in the Mingshe War?" I have already explained to you. Due to the current high number of relationships among all parties on the front line, it is not appropriate to act rashly. The specific measures can only be dealt with slowly. I believe you all can understand."

His eyes swept across the group of people in green and blue clothes behind the old man. The members of the Ming Society looked at each other and finally nodded silently.

After Uchiha Madara disappeared, Uchiha stayed in Tian for a long time to mediate the relationship between the family and the Fujiwara clan, Meisha, and affiliated vassal states. He took charge of his own role and gained a lot of experience, so he naturally improved in his rhetoric.He looked around, paused and continued: "You must have heard about the return of the master of the family." There are three largest intelligence sources in the Uchiha camp. The intelligence organization "Crimson" colludes with the trade unions in various countries. It has its own special mission and focus and has a transcendent status. The remaining one is the Merchant Alliance and the other is the Ming Society. "However, the family has issued an encyclical to the Ming Society in advance. You can just wait and do nothing. What do you mean by your actions today?"

The people in Mingshe had a somewhat indescribable embarrassment on their faces.With their own influence, when they get together, small things become big things.Uchiha Zaitian may not be clear about the twists and turns in the minds of smart people, but his intuition tells him that these people have other purposes.

Thinking of this, he gently touched the shuriken on his waist with his fingers, and looked at them with sharper eyes.The murderous aura pouring out was so shocking that everyone present was almost afraid to move.

Wu Yuanyan finally broke the silence.He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, and said slowly: "Madara-sama is here."

The disaster in the City of Four Hearts has passed, and the existence of Senju Hashirama has given everyone a reassurance.The original residents of the city returned to their hometowns one after another, packing up their remaining belongings and burying the bodies of their relatives and friends.

After grief, life goes on.

"Sincerity is both courageous and martial, strong and indomitable in the end, dead and spirit-like, and resolute in soul, it is a ghost hero."

The singing of the people came from the city. It was singing, but it sounded more like sobbing.Senju Hashirama put down the pen in his hand, walked out of the tent and looked in the direction of Huaijing City.Black crows flew through the haze overhead, and the light gray sky was like a tightly sewn lid, making it suffocating.

The sad song passes through the heavy air and echoes in the wilderness.

"What are they singing?" he asked the ninja at the barracks door.

"National mourning." Ninja's tone was a little envious.Senju Hashirama glanced at him in confusion, what is there to be envious of?

Ninja added: "They are paying tribute to the warriors who died in the war." Not only ninjas died in the war, but also ordinary people. He changed the word "ninja" to "warrior".

The people of a city mourned the ninja and bid him farewell. Such honor made his heart surge with waves of indescribable heat.

Yes, glory

In the final analysis, the profession of ninja is just about doing things with money, struggling to survive in troubled times, drifting with the flow of interests, and wandering between emotions and reasons.The restraint of rules conflicts with human nature, and the desire for power versus the yearning for peace makes the ninjas full of contradictory traits. Too much power can easily cause incalculable consequences, which makes them both criticized and praised, more accurately, more criticized than praised.

Wherever they go, there is destruction or killing. How can ordinary people who have suffered so much rationally analyze the good and evil positions of various ninjas? In their view, ninjas are the source of disaster.

It has never happened before for people in a city to spontaneously mourn and pay tribute to the dead ninja.Therefore, not only him, but all the ninjas here have a desire to break through the ground.What is this desire foreshadowing and calling for? It makes them think: maybe they can find a destination where their emotions and reason can be unified, and it seems that the road of ninja should probably have something higher than interests and struggles.

"Those who defend the country are soldiers, those who protect the people are heroes, and those who die for the country are martyrs. The ceremony says: Those who defend the city and protect the people die in battle and die in battle. Those who are martyrs in the military, loyal and brave, and those who are loyal and righteous should be sacrificed with national rites." If you are destined to war. When he dies, he hopes to hear the same mourning song, to be remembered, and to have a worthwhile death.

Guo Senshou Hashirama's body trembled, his eyes widened and he looked at the city not far away.

This is the power of Mingshe, no, not just

"Yes, you are right. Of course ordinary people have the ability to change the world." Madara smiled lightly and pointed at the armrest of the wicker chair nonchalantly, "It's not surprising that you have this idea after living in a standard ninja family since you were a child. And this is a very common view.”

Opposite him, his eyebrows twitched: Madara said that you didn't seem to be born in a ninja family. He was helpless and didn't forget to ask: "What about you, do you have any opinion?"

Ban smiled and said nothing.

"I thought this Konoha should give you a lot of ideas. But speaking of it," he crossed his arms, "you don't seem to care much about the ninja world." Whether it is this world or the original world.

"It's enough to leave it to others to deal with. I have my own way. The ninja world is a constraint for me."

"Family too"

"Family is the help." Madara's smile showed a bit of complacency in being in control. He was proud of the fact that he had taken over the most unruly rabbit family in the ninja world, but he would only show it when the target was Senju Hashirama. , after all, the value of showing off lies in the quality of the person you are showing off to. The levels of "Peak of the Ninja World" and "Master of the Senju Family" are enough to make Uchiha Madara, who is indifferent to emotions and anger, secretly happy.

Quite boring.

Sensing someone's bad taste, he wanted to touch his forehead and sigh, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly unconsciously.

Okay, both of them are bored.

"Ahem, we're off topic." He looked away from someone's deepening smile, "You haven't answered my first question yet."

Madara's gaze shifted and fell into the void, "If you insist on knowing, there may be some words that will make you unhappy."

He looked into those glazed black eyes, calmly waiting for some shocking remarks.Silence already expressed his persistence.

"Ninjas are only human beings." Madara, who had held his chin in his hands and pondered for a long time, uttered these words.

"Since we are human beings, we must live in society. For each person, this world is the part of the world he comes into contact with: his origin, his family, his country, and his faction shape him, shake him, and change him. What he himself and his will are is the world he lives in. The opinions of the people around him can have a subtle impact on even the most determined people."

"You don't believe in absolute will and free heart"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that it doesn't exist. There is no initial will, at least humans don't."

Senju Hashirama could not deny this.But what does it have to do with the ninja world?

"so what."

"Even counting the weakest among the ninjas, ninjas only account for [-]% of the world's population. And there are only a handful of ninjas who are powerful enough to shake the world. Their thoughts and will are almost impeccable, so instead of bothering to If you want to sway them, it’s better to change other people in the world.”

He pondered, "You are talking about Mingshe"

Madara was noncommittal: "Everyone who enters the game is a chess piece, regardless of strength or weakness."

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Thank you for the Braised Pickled Vegetables and Shrimps for throwing a minefield~~~ I plan to try making this dish this May Day. In fact, Ayu’s craftsmanship is pretty good.