Naruto: Six Paths of the Senju Family

After watching Tsunade and Orochimaru leave, Naoki and Jiraiya took Nagato and the other three people back towards the Amegakure Village.

"Nao Shu, do you really plan to leave the three of them in Yuyin Village?"

"Isn't this too risky?"

Jiraiya asked worriedly as he remembered the war that had just ended.

Naoshu shook his head, with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry! There will be no problem!"

"The three of them are originally children of the Kingdom of Rain, and"

"Their demigod is on our side now!"

Jiraiya nodded uncertainly, still feeling hesitant.

"Noseki, I know you are very confident in your genjutsu, and you can ensure that Sanshouyu Hanzo will not rebel."

"But I'm staying in the Country of Rain. If my identity is exposed, even if Hanzo helps, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble."

Naoki glanced at Jiraiya, reached out and took off the forehead protector on his head, holding it in his hand and shaking it.

"This is easy to handle! Can't you just take off the forehead protector?"

Jiraiya was stunned.

"But, this is the symbol of our Konoha ninjas"

The corner of Naoshu's mouth revealed a mocking arc.

"The symbol of Konoha?"

"Isn't the symbol of Konoha the Will of Fire proposed by my second grandfather?"

"When will a broken piece of iron painted with the symbol of the Uzumaki clan abandoned by the Third Hokage represent Konoha?"

Jiraiya looked at the rope tree with complicated eyes. After a moment of silence, he finally took off the forehead protector like Roeshu did.

"You asked me not to return to Konoha for the time being, and you asked me to hide my identity and stay in the Land of Rain."

"Rose Tree, I want to know, what exactly do you want to do?"

Naoki stopped, looked at the complicated expression on Jiraiya's face, and said firmly:

“If the roots of a big tree are rotten, pull it out and plant a new one!”

"What if the foundation of a village also rots."

"Then just tear it down and rebuild!"

The generous words shocked Jiraiya's heart, and he murmured: "But if this is the case, how could the higher-ups in the village agree?"

"How can you face the pressure of so many families in the village?"

Naoshu smiled confidently and curled his outstretched fingers one by one.

"Grandma Mito, who has the Kyuubi, has an older sister, Orochimaru-sensei."

"There is the Hyuga branch led by Future Hizashi, and the entire Rain Country!"

"When I go back this time, I will personally go to the Uchiha clan and pull them into my chariot!"

"Plus myself, and Xin Ya!"

"Do you think I, with these powers, can compete with the forces under the Third Generation?"

Jiraiya's heart was filled with waves as he listened to Naoki telling him what he relied on one by one. His throat rolled up and he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Unexpectedly, Rope Tree had the support of so many powerful forces in such a short period of time.

It seems that Sarutobi-sensei and Danzo have really been blinded by power, as Naoki said.

The Rope Tree, who possesses such terrifying talents and methods, should not be regarded as the hope of the future of the village, but instead deliberately tries to steal his power.

No wonder Orochimaru would draw a clear line with Sarutobi-sensei without hesitation and put Bao on Naoki. It turned out that he had such a long-term vision.

I'm not as good as him

The two of them were silent and did not speak any more. They led Nagato and the other two people and gradually approached the Rain Hidden Village.

Naoki looked at the Yuyin Village in the distance, thought for a while, and took out the psychic scroll that Sanshouyu Hanzo gave him from his arms. His eyes glanced around Sanxiao's body, and finally landed on Yahiko.

"Yahiko, come here! The teacher has something good for you."

"Teacher! What good stuff?"

When Yahiko heard the call of the rope tree, he trotted excitedly to the front of the rope tree, touching his head and giggling.

Naoki unfolded the scroll, reached out and took out a kunai, and shook it at Yahiko.

"Are you afraid of pain?"

Yahiko looked at the gleaming kunai, and his face suddenly tensed up.

"Afraid. Teacher, I'm not afraid!"

Naoshu looked amused and flicked his forehead with his finger.

"Don't worry, it's just a cut on your finger, it won't be very painful."

Yahiko rubbed his sore forehead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand in front of the rope tree and said righteously: "Teacher, go ahead and cut it! A real man, this pain is nothing!"

"That's good!"

Naoki didn't hesitate, and lightly scratched Yahiko's index finger with the tip of the kunai, and bright red blood flowed out immediately.

"Can you write your own name?"

"Write!"

"As long as you can write! Write your name on this scroll, then put your fingerprint on it, and leave the rest to me."

Yahiko looked at his bleeding fingers, nodded, and hurriedly signed his name on the scroll according to Naoki's instructions. The wound rubbed against the scroll, and he grinned in pain.

Although it hurt, Yahiko finally did not forget to press the fingerprints. He gritted his teeth, smeared blood on his palms, and pressed it.

He stretched out his injured finger in front of the rope tree and looked at his teacher with a grimace.

"Teacher, I've finished writing! My blood is almost drained. Please help me heal it!"

"Hey! Wasn't it brave just now? Why are you so sad now?"

"Don't worry! As long as the teacher is here, you can't die!"

Naoki teased Yahiko, and flicked out a burst of Yang Escape energy from his finger. The tiny wound on Yahiko's finger healed almost instantly.

"Look into my eyes, don't be afraid. I will use illusion to control your body and help you complete the last step!"

"oh!"

Yahiko didn't know what the genjutsu was, and the teacher wouldn't harm him anyway. He immediately opened his eyes obediently and stared straight into Noju's eyes.

"Wow! Teacher, your eyes have turned red! There are three tadpole-like things spinning inside!"

"Well"

Before he could finish his words, he was immediately interrupted by Naoki's illusion using the three magatama sharingan.

Under the control of the Rope Tree Genjutsu, Yahiko's hands began to slowly form the seals of the Psychic Technique. Yahiko, who has never practiced ninjutsu, has the flexibility of his fingers almost like a disabled person, and the speed of forming seals can be imagined.

After stumbling for more than ten seconds, I finally completed the five seals.

When Naoki saw Yahiko completing the seal, he grabbed his right hand and pressed it to the ground. He carefully controlled the chakra transmission from his hand into Yahiko's body, inputting an amount that was about the level of a genin. A psychic formation suddenly appeared on the ground. The art of channeling is completed.

Naoki immediately unlocked the genjutsu on Yahiko and brought him back to consciousness.

White smoke rose, and a Sansho fish the size of a puppy appeared on the ground. It rubbed Yahiko's calf affectionately and made a squealing sound like a baby.

Yahiko looked down at this strange fish-like creature with four legs, a look of disgust on his face.

"Teacher! What kind of good thing is this? It looks so ugly!"

Konan and Nagato on the side were looking at Yahiko with envy just now as the teacher pulled him to turn on the stove. Now when they saw the summoned thing, they all had expressions of disgust on their faces.

Naoki looked at Yahiko with a look of disgust on his face, knocked his head, and said angrily:

"Have you learned to judge fish by appearance at such a young age? Don't underestimate it!"

"It is intelligent and can understand what you say!"

Yahiko lowered his head and saw that after he said he was ugly, the giant salamander was lying on the ground in despair, screaming non-stop, like a child who was bullied and crying.

Yahiko suddenly felt guilty and bent down to pick it up. I touched his bare head and tried to comfort him.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that to you, don't be sad!"

"Actually, you still have advantages."

The little Sanshouyu stopped shouting and looked at Yahiko expectantly.

Yahiko racked his brains for words.

"Um"

"Like your skin!"

"Although you are a bit ugly, you still feel good to the touch!"

When the little Sanjiaoyu heard this, he cried even more sadly.