[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

After returning from Auntie Xiuzi, I went into the room and took out the samurai sword I got from the last mission. When I took it out from the closet, a layer of dust had already accumulated on the surface of the sword. I brought it back directly, but I couldn't find anyone who taught me how to use the sword.The teacher in the family said that ninjutsu is prevalent now, and the sword skills that samurai are good at have long since declined. As a family with the ninjutsu copy artifact of Sharingan, there has not been a guy who is interested in cutting people with knives in the Uchiha for a long time. .Now except for one person in the clan, no one else can do it. It's just that when I came back last time, that person was on a mission, so I had to throw the knife aside.

Just now I came back from Auntie Xiuzi’s house and turned to inquire about it. The clansman who is good at sword skills is currently practicing on the training ground, so I hurried back to get the sword.

Wipe off the ash on the scabbard, the black wooden scabbard is extremely smooth, and the dark reflection is clearly visible. As soon as the knife is pulled out halfway, the whole room is illuminated by a sharp cold light for a moment.The blade is still as sharp as it was when I took it off the previous owner, and it feels heavy and heavy in my hand.

With the knife in my hand, I headed straight for the training ground south of the clan ground.

The largest training ground in this clan is close to the southernmost shrine. Most of the clan members practice here on weekdays, which is much larger than the small open space that my second brother took me to before.There are targets tied to a row of tree trunks on the left for people to practice shuriken and kunai, and a row of wooden stakes are facing each other on the right, and the large open space specially cleared in the middle is reserved for the tribe to fight.When I first arrived, there happened to be two people fighting, and I saw dust flying in the field, sword lights flickering, clanging, neither of them used ninjutsu, and they were fighting purely by physical strength, one of them was very fast, with me One's eyesight can hardly catch up with his figure, while the other's is playing slow and fast, and is more defensive, holding a kunai to prevent the whole body from leaking.

In addition, several tribesmen were standing by and watching, and sometimes they could learn something from such master moves.

I don’t know what other people have realized, but I just feel dazzled. I just caught up with the hand on this side and missed the leg on the other side. Anyway, in a daze, I realized that the one with the fastest speed won, and a long knife was holding Kunai’s hand. On the man's neck, the half of the bangs hanging on the cheek of the loser was cut off, and a strand of black hair floated on the ground.

The clansman holding the knife smiled and said, "Let you grow your hair long."

The loser opened his blade with Kunai: "What are you dissatisfied with my hair?"

The young man didn't answer, and he put the knife back into its sheath while smiling. When I saw his posture, my eyes lit up, and I knew that he was a master of knife handling. When I looked closely at his face, I was stunned.

I clearly saw a younger version of Uncle Zhizhi!Shouldn't he be called Brother Zhizhi now, the young man looks almost the same as the dead captain except for his long hair curled up on all sides, which is different from Uncle Zhizhi's.He stood casually without showing any flaws. He was tall and thin. He turned his wrists and moved his shoulders. When his eyes swept over me, he paused and laughed again; "Hey, interesting."

His opponent was using Kunai to cut off the other side of his bangs, Wen Yan followed his gaze and looked at me.

The wind carried his voice into my ears, and I heard him ask the young captain: "Who is that? Do you know him?"

"I don't know, but I know the knife on his back." The young captain walked towards me with brisk steps. His face was very handsome, his eyes were like stars, and his vision was very penetrating. Looking at the things on my back, I still have the illusion that he sees through everything.This feeling is very uncomfortable.

"Boy, can I have a look at this knife?" When I looked at his face carefully, he had already walked in front of me and pointed to the weapon behind me.

He took it off and handed it to him, and he showed a more surprised expression than seeing a hundred stripped beauties: "Ha, it really is that knife, where did you get it?"

In fact, I haven't figured out what the origin of this sword is until now, but seeing his expression seems to be very powerful, I can't help being awed by this samurai sword. I briefly explained the process of holding the sword. He remembered who the young man in front of him who looked like Uncle Zhizhi was.

Uncle Zhizhi also has a younger brother, who is said to be one of the masters in the clan. He has already opened the kaleidoscope Sharingan. The bunch of white flowers I saw in the cemetery last time should be given to Uncle Zhizhi.

The young man looked at my knife over and over again, clicked his tongue and was very emotional. During this period, other clansmen gathered around, and someone recognized me: "Isn't this Master Jing?"

One sentence made the young man look up immediately: "Uchiha Mirror?"

Seeing his reaction, I knew that my guess was right. Everyone in the clan knew that Uchiha Tomoshi and Ichi died to protect me and Hui.

Sure enough, the smile on the young man's face disappeared. He squinted his eyes and looked me up and down: "My name is Uchiha Makoto, and my brother is Uchiha Tomoshi."

This was very embarrassing, I didn't know what to say for a while, and finally I could only lower my head: "... I'm sorry for the captain's death."

"If an apology is useful, what do you want a ninja to do?" A young man's voice came from above my head, and then I felt a tightness in my neck, and my whole body was dragged aside by a strong force.

After being dragged to the corner of the training ground, away from the crowd, Cheng stopped.He held my knife in one hand, pinched my neck with the other, and stared at me with a frown: "Actually, what makes me unhappy is that you are so weak. My brother died to protect such a weak guy like you."

...If I'm strong, the captain doesn't have to die.I was speechless, and I was so shocked by his words. I also knew that I was weak, but when he said it in this tone, it was like saying that such a weak guy was a waste of food to live.

Well, I have to forgive him, he is dead and my brother is in a bad mood.I told myself to continue listening to the training with my head bowed.

"Raise your head." My neck was sore from being pinched, I gasped and raised my head, staring at the young man unhappily.Unexpectedly, when he saw me like this, his face became clearer instead: "That's it, how can the Uchiha clan lower their heads, not at any time."

As he said that, he let go of his hand and threw the knife to me: "I draw the knife a thousand times a day, and swing the knife a thousand times."

"……what?"

"Why, didn't you specifically ask me to learn sword skills?" Cheng put his arms around his chest and looked down at me with his head up. The late autumn sun shone behind him, outlining smooth golden lines, and the big trees behind him were all dead leaves. , The black branches spread their teeth and claws and stretched in all directions, just like Cheng's long hair like a hedgehog.

It's strange, even with such long hair, he is still so arrogant, just like his arrogance when he raised his head.

"What are you still doing in a daze, come here every morning if you don't have any missions in the future, I will do random checks." Cheng frowned again, showing a toothache-like expression, "You are too weak now."

So I got a teacher out of nowhere. Cheng first took a look at my posture of drawing the knife and swinging the knife, pointed out the mistakes, and then demonstrated it with the knife himself.I have to say that his posture with the knife is really beautiful, clean and neat, the air is cut open, the whole person is like a sharp knife out of its sheath, with an amazing momentum.

I later learned that the reason why he started to use swords was because he copied a samurai's sword technique with Sharingan a long time ago, and gradually became interested in this weapon. Become an outlier in the family.

He said that my foundation is too weak now, so I can only practice basic skills first, and then I can start practicing knife skills after a certain level, and then splitting trees, followed by leaves, and finally water flow.When I saw him go down with a knife, the waterfall in the back mountain stopped for a moment, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. This represents absolute power, and this is what I desire most now.

Coincidentally, he and I are both wind and fire dual attribute chakras. According to the truth, wind is more suitable for weapons such as long knives than thunder attributes. Just like the mound in my mouth, it transforms chakra into The shape of the blade is not only stronger and sharper than ordinary swords, but it can also catch the enemy by surprise.

My father knew that I was studying with Cheng, but he didn't say anything. He encouraged me and went on to other things.As the head of the clan, he is actually very busy, coordinating the whole clan, managing large and small matters, and also considering the future development of the Uchiha clan, just like this time joining forces with the Yuyi clan, he also did it on purpose.Now that the Senju Clan is more valued by the daimyo of the Fire Nation, we Uchiha can only find ways to preserve our strength and form allies so that we can better contend with the Senju Clan.

Time flies during the practice, during which I also went on several missions with other clansmen, and finally the situation of Uncle Zhizhi never happened again, otherwise I was really worried that I would not find any adult clansmen willing to form a team with me.Except for the evergreen species, the leaves of the trees around the settlement have all fallen, and the golden yellow leaves on the ground slowly turn black, and finally rot in the soil.

Soon the first snowflakes of this winter fell, and then heavy snowflakes came one after another, covering the ground and piling up on the branches, and the surroundings were all white, including the breath exhaled by people, which also turned into a cloud of white mist.The cold wind pierced my bones, and my cheeks were sore from the north wind not long after I went out. It seemed that this winter was extraordinarily cold.But even in such a cold season, I dare not be lazy. I get up every day and go to the training ground to practice my knife skills.

I have also experienced the so-called "check" of Uchiha Makoto, which is exactly the same as my second brother's teaching method-all of them are grabbing you to death, and I can still use ninjutsu with my second brother, but the battle with Uchiha Makoto You can only use physical skills and sword techniques.The first time I didn’t know it, I used a fire escape, and then I felt the horror of being surrounded by a fireball as big as a person. While setting the fire escape, Uchiha Makoto still didn’t forget to laugh at my escape posture, trying to pass the double blow mentally and physically Let me firmly remember his devil-like character.