[Comprehensive] Dimensional Tea Party

The magnificent lobby is silent, only the sun and moon emblems hanging high on both sides of the center, silently staring at the sentient beings below.The old man in white robe looked majestic. He looked at the group of kneeling people below and took a deep breath.

In a solemn atmosphere, he slowly expressed the decision he had considered for a long time.

"The old man announces that the successor of Ninja Sect is—"

"Asura."

There was an uproar.

Otsutsuki Indra sat kneeling in front of Otsutsuki Yuyi, with an ancient complexion and a wind spirit like snow.

Hearing the final decision made by the superior father, Indra's eyes were indifferent, and he only said in his heart:

Sure enough.

The voices of people whispering behind him grew louder, Otsutsuki Asura blinked, and took a long time to react: "Father, you are joking—"

Shouldn't the heir be the elder brother?

give him?What can he do?

The promised elder brother will inherit the family business and wait to die on his own. Hey——Daddy, are you stupid? !

"Father, I can't do it! Ninja should be handed over to Nissan!"

Asura got up and shouted loudly, the eyes of the superior Yuyi fell on his beautiful eldest son, the child looked indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Yuyi thought of the eldest son's harsh management methods for Ninzong, and believed that his judgment was not wrong.

Indra is too obsessed with power, and power is the culprit of disrupting the world, just like a mother...

Yuyi believes that only love can bring peace to the world, and among the two children, only the second son Asura has great love in his heart, and he is the heir recognized by him.

It's just that Asura's temper is too soft, I'm afraid he can't restrain the people of Renzong, and he has to ask Indra to assist him.Although Indra is proud and arrogant, he still treats Asura well. I think Indra should be able to understand his painstaking efforts.

"The old man has made up his mind, Asura, from today onwards, you are the successor of Ninja Sect."

Otsutsuki Yuromo insisted on his decision: "Indra, now Ninzong is handed over to Asura, as an elder brother, you must assist him well."

Although he already knew that he would face the current situation, Indra was still a little bit disappointed after hearing his father's words.

The gazes of the people behind him were like awns, and Indra could even imagine how those people who didn't even dare to look up at him on weekdays were mocking him in their hearts.

"Father," Indra met the gaze of the Sage of the Six Paths, and said softly, "Is there anything I can't do well?"

The whispering stopped suddenly, and under Indra's question, the room fell silent.

Otsutsuki Yuyi was at a loss for words, but in all fairness, the eldest son Indra was extremely talented, and he was also good at handling affairs. His ability in all aspects was indeed more than one grade better than that of the youngest son who only knew how to play.

However, the problem is precisely in Indra's talent and means.

Although Indra obeyed the management of the Ninja sect, Yuyi had heard more than one time that someone complained in private that Indra's methods were too harsh.

Yuyi knew that Indra never disdained what he advocated, influenced them with love, and understood each other with them.

Facing the eldest son looking over, Otsutsuki Hagoromo, revered by the world as the Immortal of the Six Paths, shuddered slightly under such gaze with a faintly paranoid gaze.

Indra created the ninjutsu of using Chakra in battle at a young age, but Chakra was never used to hurt others.

The pursuit of power, the arrogant and extreme character, the clean attitude...

Indra is so much like a mother!

It has to be said that Kaguya Hime, the Goddess of Uzuki, really brought a very deep psychological shadow to Otsutsuki Yui. Even if he and his brother Otsutsuki Yumura jointly sealed his mother on the moon, he still couldn't erase the hatred in his heart. mother's fear.

Indra was born with three round jade writing eyes, and when he was born, he gave Yuyi a kind of lingering anxiety. When Yuyi came to his senses, his eldest son had grown into a handsome young man at some point.

Not only the similar appearance, everything about Indra gradually overlaps with the goddess Uzuki in his memory.

It almost made Yuyi frightened!

Otsutsuki Yuroe came back to his senses, and Indra, who was sitting down, still raised his head, stubbornly waiting for his answer.

Yu Yi looked around the crowd, his eyes flicked over the trembling Ashura and the Ninja sect members who were secretly delighted, and finally settled on the eldest son.

"Indra, you are obsessed with power and treat everyone too harshly, but what can save the world will never be power, but love."

Yuyi said with a regretful tone: "Indra, you don't understand love, so I can't hand Ninzong over to you."

Indra was heartbroken.

So, it's not that he's not good enough, not good enough, but...

Has the father never recognized himself?

It's not that Indra didn't know that his father thought he was too withdrawn and didn't want to get along with people.However, why should he associate with those idiots who obviously have no skills but can only make noise?

Indra is not without friends, on the contrary, he has a group of good enough partners, and even one of them has been to Ninja.

It's just that Yuyi never found out.

His partners, maybe they have completely different aspirations and three views, or even diametrically opposite, but it doesn't prevent them from getting along.

And his father, who never tried to understand him, just denied him as a whole.

"Father, how do you know that I don't understand love?" Indra asked almost indifferently.

Hearing Indra's words, Yuyi couldn't help frowning.

Indra's attitude is really wrong.

The child's emotions have been too calm since he announced the heir, so calm that he can't see through it.

And according to Indra's paranoid character, he shouldn't be like this.

Unlike the youngest son who is loved by everyone wherever he goes, the eldest son Indra has always been a loner and has no one around him who can be called a friend.So, isn't that enough to explain?

"If you know love, you won't pursue power."

Hearing this, Indra almost laughed angrily.

The scene in front of me is really exactly the same as in the dream.

Since his father never understood him, he didn't need to cling to his so-called father's approval.

The moment Yuyi's words came out, Otsutsuki Indra finally gave up.

Asura was fidgeting, watching helplessly as the atmosphere between his father and elder brother became more and more tense, and he was burning with anxiety.

Seeing that Yuyi and Indra had stopped talking, he hurriedly approached Indra, grabbed Indra's sleeve and shook it, then said, "Nisan, don't listen to daddy's nonsense, what can I do? I am If I can fight or approve documents, let me inherit the Ninja sect, it is better to let me play by myself!"

Indra turned his head and glanced at his brother with an earnest expression, but didn't speak.

Asura was frightened by Indra's indifferent eyes. Although he and his brother gradually had differences over the years, and he hadn't talked to his brother for a long time, he knew that Indra always cared about him.

The elder brother had never looked at him with such a plain gaze.

"Nissan?"

Indra closed his eyes, calmed down his emotions, and then said calmly: "Asura, since father has decided to hand over Ninzong to you, then I won't say anything more."

The handsome young man bowed to the Sage of the Six Paths at his head, and then got up.

"Someone will hand over the Ninja sect's affairs to Asura later. As for what you said, let me assist Asura, let's forget it."

Indra lightly rejected Yuyi's proposal: "Asura's friends don't trust me, so it's better to let them come."

The few people kneeling behind Asura were overjoyed, and quickly looked up at Yu Yi.

"Then, I'll go first." The expression on Yuyi's face showed a hint of agreement, and Indra laughed in his heart, and strode away under the whispers of everyone.

"Nissan!"

Asura chased him out, only to see Indra's back in the evening light, and his heart was blocked.

"Nissan, you go back with me. I'll tell my father that I can't do well at all." Asura's anxious voice disappeared into Indra's cold gaze.

He saw his elder brother raised his hand and waved it at him casually, two rather delicate golden bells hanging down from the bright red hair rope tied around Lingding's wrist, against the frosty and snowy complexion, they were extremely vivid.

"It's not important, Asura."

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By the way, the two texts next door ask for advance receipt——

Document [-]: "[Comprehensive] Fusu Youqin"

*One of the reincarnations of Prince Changqin in those years*

In those years when the prince fluttered around with his long piano, he would occasionally reincarnate to experience the various states of the world that his friends said.

In this life, he became Fusu, the eldest son of Yingqin.

After drinking half a bowl of Mengpo soup, Changqin, who vaguely remembered her identity, decided to take the route of being sick and weak.

however……

"Ask the eldest son, how can you practice the superb swordsmanship of the eldest son?"

"Find an ancestor who uses a sword as a friend."

"Why does the eldest son love Qin so much?"

"You, lucky, born in this world, can't you cherish the same kind?"

Eldest son, you just ground your teeth, right?

——Wait for the eldest son!Xu Fu can't chop!

Follow-up document [-]: "[Comprehensive] The Legacy Sword Returns to the Tang Dynasty"

*It is the parallel time and space of Prince Yin next door, if Honghuang had never looked back*

In the ninth year of Wude, the struggle for the throne of the Tang Empire reached a fever pitch, and conflicts were on the verge of breaking out.

On the third day of June, news spread from the East Palace: the prince fell into a coma for no reason.

The crown prince of the country is the cornerstone, but the prince cannot wake up for a long time.

After three months, the East Palace changed hands, and everything was settled.

Everyone thought that the former prince must have spent his decadent life like this.

Until that day, the heavenly demons from outside the territory oppressed the territory, and the court was at a loss what to do.The former prince Li Jiancheng broke a branch of palace wall willow, and turned out of the pile of rouge beauties with an unusually young face——

Huang Huang's sword spanned thousands of years, breaking through the eternal night.

The ex-prince let out a lazy laugh, and the shadow came from a world away.

——In the past, he died with a broken sword, but now his soul wakes up and returns to Tang Dynasty.Long sleep for three months, a dream for a thousand years.