[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

"You...!" Miko stared at Madara's smiling face, took two steps back, and returned to calm after a brief shock.She looked around - the others were still some distance away, so she lowered her voice and said, "Although I don't know where you two learned about it, and I have no intention of pursuing it, I just want to tell you in one word: Wan Wang be careful with your words and deeds, don't be rash Get involved."

The attitude was different from what he had imagined, and Madara smelled something unusual.He raised his eyebrows and said, "You—worry about us more than the underground palace."

"You only live once." She didn't deny it.Looking past Hashirama and Madara's face, she fell to a point in the void, and her tone returned to the soft and soothing tone just now, "The two are powerful, and they have a murderous aura without losing their clarity, so it can be seen that they are not young and evil people. It's not easy to achieve so much at such a young age. There are countless beautiful things in the world, so why lose your life for things that don't belong to you."

A witch with a pure heart—living in the paradise-like country of Tang, receiving the purest orthodox shrine education since she was a child, with a wonderful blend of generosity and virtue, elegance and perseverance, compassion and calmness—saying this The words are not intimidation and refusal, but her true inner thoughts.

Hashirama couldn't help but look sideways at it, of course he heard the concern and warning in it.Madara seemed to have never heard of it, and her smile deepened: "I want to satisfy my curiosity more than my life. After all——as you said, I am a ninja, am I not?"

"..." Su Wo Yashi was choked by someone's self-talk.

"The exciting life between life and death is commonplace for ninjas." Madara's tone became more and more earnest, "Can Miss Su satisfy this little—maybe...maybe my last wish in life?"

Su Ya was silent for a moment. "What can I tell you?" she sighed. "I don't know what you want to know."

"Then please tell me what you know."

"...There is nothing to say." The witch turned her head and said, "That's all I have to say. Please go back, both of you!" After speaking, she bent down, picked up the flower bag and left in the air.

Madara looked at her back thoughtfully.

When it comes to family affairs, it's not easy for Zhuma to step over and do it for him, so he just stands by and listens quietly.Seeing Suga Yashi leave, Madara didn't ask or force her to stay, but exchanged glances with Hashirama: "Let's go."

Hashirama looked at him suspiciously: "She obviously knows something, why don't you keep asking?"

"She won't tell if you ask me." Pat the cat on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave it to you."

The corner of Zhu Jian's mouth twitched: If you can't ask, you will attack mentally or something, it is both cruel and direct!

The fluffy tail at the neck brushed lightly, the cat yawned again, and jumped lightly from Zebra's shoulders to its head, "I'll try, but it's best not to get too high hopes."

All of a sudden, a soundless, colorless and invisible strange wave oscillated around Maoyou, which was completely different from Chakra's power.As if a cold pebble suddenly fell into the bottom of the lake, the rippling ripples softly brushed the watery transparent soul.Hashirama's heart trembled, this feeling of being moved and eroded by the soul seemed a little familiar...

Madara didn't know that the little trick of "seducing" someone back then was about to be discovered by the person concerned.After not using Sharingan for a long time, he turned slowly. He concentrated on connecting with Mao Mata's spirit, and with the divergent power, he slowly brought the realization to the apse of the shrine.At this time, the world in his eyes is not a spring scene of red flowers and green trees, but countless soul halos of different colors, red, blue, green, white... The light clusters float and swim in the empty space, beautifully ethereal and illusory .

This is what Maoyou's spiritual world looks like.

My soul is the dark blue of the deep sea, vast and solid, much stronger than ordinary souls.Next to the pillars is the lofty and vast sky blue, which makes people feel relieved.

The sea and the sky are in perfect harmony.

The soul of a miko is pure white—and only pure white.Purity of soul is the basic element of an excellent shrine maiden.

Hashirama was still remembering where that familiar feeling came from, when his right hand suddenly stabbed, and his thoughts were interrupted.He didn't care about thinking too much, and hurriedly supported Madara who was reeling under his feet.

"what happened?"

"No, it's okay—" Madara stroked his forehead, took a deep breath to stabilize his body.The cat on the top of the head didn't stand still before, and its four claws hurriedly grasped Madara's long hair and dangled. The quality of the spotted hair was so good that the poor cat fell all the way down again, and could only use its strength to sway to the right hand held by Hashirama and Madara in the middle. The sharp claws protruding from the pads pierced the back of the hand in Zhujian and slammed tightly, thus avoiding a catastrophe of self-falling.

"Meow, it really didn't work!" The cat grabbed the clothes and climbed up Madara's shoulders again, laying down sleepily.

Madara caught a glimpse of the three bloodstains on the back of Hashirama's hand, snorted coldly, picked up the cat and threw it down again. "Don't pretend to be dead!"

The cat rolled to the ground and turned over a few more times, got up with its head on the blade of grass and meowed angrily: "Bastard, heavy color and light tailed beast meow! I'll shake meow when I run out! Be careful, Mr. Cat and I will reveal all your secrets, meow Meow meow!"

Madara sneered, and the cat flinched again. After flinching, it probably felt that it was acting too useless, and started to explode again.

This wonderful relationship between one person and one favor makes Hashirama helpless and funny.Wiping off the blood on the back of his hand, he turned the topic back to what happened just now: "What did you say just now that you failed?"

"Check the memory of that witch." Madara explained, "One of the abilities of the cat."

"She really doesn't know?"

"No, meow." The cat nimbly jumped onto Hashirama's shoulder again - it didn't dare to provoke Madara for the time being - licking the pads depressedly, "I can't penetrate her soul."

The mouth can deceive, but the soul cannot.Being able to read people's hearts is one of the reasons why cats claim to be superior to tailed beasts with the third-to-last combat power.It is intelligent, wise and has a strong backing. Except for the "absolutely powerful" Nine Tails, it doesn't need to give any tailed beasts any face.

Hashirama asked in surprise: "She is very strong?" There should not be more than ten people in the whole world who can't be helped by cats.Although that witch is not weak, but Zhuma can see that her combat power can only be at the level of ordinary Chunin.Is it hidden too deep or...

"That depends on what aspect it is meow~" The cat found a comfortable place in his neck and curled up again.They have already left the Akatsuki Shrine, surrounded by lush vegetation and fewer people, it can stretch its two big downy tails instead of hiding one wrongly.

"Oh?"

"It's very simple, you and her are not in the same power system. No matter how powerful a ninja is, the soul strength is similar to that of ordinary people-except for the Sage of the Six Paths and some 'perverts' back then, I will not discuss individual cases." Said the perverted At that time, the pair of golden cat pupils stared at Madara, "The witch cultivates spiritual power, not chakra, and is responsible for communicating the two worlds. The most important thing is the soul. How could it be possible for me to break through the defense easily! Of course, It’s okay if I force my way in, but she will become an idiot or her soul will be broken oh meow!” Seriously, if it wasn’t for some agreements, it would have forced its way in long ago.As for human beings, male or female, beautiful or ugly are all the same in its eyes.

"Spiritual power..." Zhu Jian repeated, very interested in this new power system. "What kind of power is this?"

"That's a very precious power meow!" the cat slanted its big cat eyes. "It can make the soul stronger, and it's also good for the body. It's a pity that it takes a long time to accumulate a little bit." When it comes to "a little bit", There is a small circle the size of a grape on the tip of its tail, "The destructive power is less than one tenth of that of chakra! Moreover, the requirements for talent and state of mind are very high if you practice it. I remember that people who learned it a long time ago were quite Many, but later because it was too difficult, fewer and fewer people learned it, and until the Sage of the Six Paths discovered Chakra, almost no one knew meow!" At this point, it showed a proud expression, which was shown on a piece of paper. The cat's face was extremely arrogant, "So, in the eyes of Mr. Maoyou, you humans are getting weaker and weaker meow~! Those idiots think they have sealed me, hahahaha! If it weren't for Mr. Maoyou being bored, how could they be so cheap? ~"

Hashirama's world view was impacted, and he tried hard to hold back the twitching pain at the corner of his mouth. "Are all the other tailed beasts like you?" It's a blow to the ninja's self-esteem to deliberately seal something because of boredom!

"That's not true! Master Maoyou is the most special!" Kitten puffed up his chest, "In this respect, even the boss of Nine Tails is willing to bow down meow!"

Hearing this answer, Hashirama breathed a sigh of relief. "So you have spiritual power? Didn't you say that the tailed beast's body is made of chakra?"

"Spiritual power is the power of the soul, and tailed beasts also have souls." Madara interjected lightly, squinted at the cat again, and said to Zhujian: "If you are interested, you can ask me. This little thing..." He sneered, "Although I don't tell lies, it may not be all the truth."

Bashirama blinked, "Of course I believe you."

The cat snorted again, turned its head and closed its eyes, completely out of sight of this annoying couple.

"Don't touch that kind of power for the time being." Madara frowned and thought for a moment, and only said this.

"Ugh?"

"Not yet."

"Then... Madara, how did you know it existed?" Hashirama saw that his expression was different, so he added: "If it's inconvenient to say it, forget it."

"No, nothing." Madara shook his head, "Because I'm—"

"Because this bastard is a natural psychic, meow!" Cat's voice full of resentment answered.

Madara nodded silently, and Hashirama opened her eyes wide.

The so-called natural psychics are people who are highly qualified to practice spiritual power and can even use spiritual power without relevant training. If time goes back 800 years, Uchiha Madara will definitely be accepted by many experts crying and shouting apprentice.

Hashirama didn't know the exact meaning of this word, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that this word was a commendatory word, and it was a very commendable word.

"So, you also have spiritual power?"

"will not."

Hashirama: "...Because no one taught it?" Otherwise, why didn't you learn with such a good talent!

Before Hashirama could react, Maomata's voice sounded again: "That's right, it's a reckless thing! Even if no one teaches, there is Nekomata-sama! Nekomata-sama is omnipotent! Why don't you ask Makota-sama!"

Directly ignoring Neko Mata's shout, Madara shook his head slightly: "I was born in a ninja family." One sentence can explain everything, and Hashirama naturally understood.Except for one in Senju and one in Uchiha, Hashirama's life is no different from his.So, in the same way, as a person destined to become a ninja from birth, striving for a strong enough force to survive is the first priority.Although the spiritual power is good, it is difficult to advance, the destructive power is far inferior to chakra, and it is extremely laborious, which is definitely not suitable for them now.Moreover, there are many wars on the mainland. Under such a situation, it is not a trivial matter to cultivate the two forces rashly.

As for the cat...the corners of Spot's lips curled into a sneer.

"Also, do you think that I will trust a tailed beast that is watching my soul all the time?"