[Comprehensive] Dimensional Tea Party

Uchiha Sasuke often feels that the ancestors of their Uchiha family really don't look like ninjas.

As the young master of Uchiha's patriarchal family who was once famous in the ninja world, Uchiha Sasuke enjoyed good treatment before the family collapsed. If so, he couldn't help but be surprised at Indra's behavior.

After getting along all the way, he has never seen Indra wronged himself.

I live in the best independent courtyard in the big city. Yes, Indra dislikes the noise of hotels and the like, and always looks for a classical courtyard with flowers and water; the clothing is the best master’s workmanship from a century-old shop in the local city. The clothes he sewed; for food, Sasuke had never been out of Konoha Village, so he really didn’t know that there were so many delicious food out there, but he followed Indra a lot.

Oh, the only thing about Indra that makes Sasuke feel like a ninja may be that occasionally Indra will go to the underground gold exchange to pick up one or two orders, and kill a few traitors in exchange for bounties.

When Indra found out that the price of this item was not as high as the price of a painting he painted casually, he simply didn't bother to go to the gold exchange. He just clicked on the traitor on the wanted warrant every once in a while, so that the cultivation gradually became more effective. The successful Sasuke went out to try his hand.

As for Uchiha Sasuke, between his family's ancestors' stocking and strict education, the little brain filled with hatred since the genocide finally made room to think about the truth of the year.

No way, his ancestors taught him, leaving aside the ninjutsu practice that took up the bulk, the other courses did not seem to be training ninjas, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were training noble sons.

It's not like Sasuke didn't protest against lessons other than ninjutsu, but unfortunately he couldn't beat Indra, so he had to give up under the other's indifferent eyes, and sat down obediently to draw those lines that looked extremely sad.

Although Indra's artistic attainments are not as good as those who taught him these friends, it is still no problem to teach a Sasuke.So, after day after day, year after year of practice and xinxing cultivation, Sasuke, who gradually calmed down, finally noticed some flaws in the past in a dream on a certain day.

Uchiha was the No. 13 wealthy family in Konoha. As the most powerful family in the ninja world at that time, even if it fell, the [-]-year-old Uchiha Itachi could not kill them all overnight, even if he opened a kaleidoscope.

At that time, Uchiha Sasuke was 14 years old, and finally learned to see the truth with his own eyes, and finally recalled that at the end of the year, he thought it was his own memory, Uchiha Itachi's tears.

That stupid brother, is there really something to hide from him?

In this regard, Indra, who used a kaleidoscope to give a very vivid lesson to the reincarnated, said that it is not too stupid.

For several springs, autumns, winters and summers, the two traveled all over the five major countries and met all kinds of people.Finally, they came to a mountain forest in the ghost country.

Under the sky, the young man with black hair and upturned hair is handsome, but his sharpness is like the cold light of a knife.He was wearing a clean white shirt, a pair of black trousers, and a sword with sharp lines on his back. Under the half-fingered gloves embroidered with dark red patterns, the exposed knuckles were like frost and snow.At this moment, he is holding an oil-paper umbrella painted with colorful patterns, walking on wooden clogs on the path paved with bluestone slabs.

There should have been a "da da" sound when the clogs buckled, but the boy was walking on the bluestone road, but it was as silent as if he was hanging in the air.

The 15-year-old Uchiha Sasuke had a face as clear as an ink painting, and there was a hint of imperceptible helplessness in his eyes.

"Indra, you already knew that the witch can hypnotize?"

As his voice fell to the ground, a figure appeared indistinctly on the trail covered by trees in front of him.

Hearing the boy's voice, the man stopped in place and turned around.

On his shoulders was a large robe with wide sleeves, inside was a shirt embroidered with dark blue dark patterns, and the buttons at the collar were made into the shape of black jade.A beautifully embroidered belt looped around, outlining his overly slender waist.

Sasuke remembered that this person had always been wearing the same white robe with hook jade, and then one day when he came back from the outside, he happened to hear Indra talking to someone.Sasuke was sure that there were no other living people around him except himself, but the smile on Indra's lips was clearly real.

What method should Indra use to contact his friends.

After that time, Indra seemed to have completely let go of something, and he was no longer attached to certain things. The most obvious change should be in his clothing.

Hearing Sasuke's words, the man raised his head, and the three-goed jade writing wheel turned around, and the small bun tied on the temples hung down and fell on both sides of Yubai's cheeks.He raised his hand and pulled the collar of his coat so that it would not slip off. The red hair rope was wrapped around his lonely wrist, and two small and delicate bells hung down.

When he looked up, there was a flickering light in his pupils, and the dark blue eye makeup under the corners of his eyes was shining anciently.

"Witches know how to do things like this."

Sasuke choked for a moment, his eyes wandering subtly for a while.

Even after changing clothes, Indra's love for eye makeup is still unabated.

"Even Sharingan can block it, so I'm afraid it's not an ordinary witch."

Sasuke stepped forward quickly and stood side by side with Indra, still holding the oil-paper umbrella firmly in his hand.

Indra's gaze paused on the colorful pattern on the umbrella, and said calmly: "Sharingan is not omnipotent, and there are always strong people who don't want to be famous in this world."

Sharingan is indeed extremely powerful, but there are thousands of worlds, and no one can guarantee whether there will be a nemesis of Sharingan in one of the worlds, or an existence stronger than it.

Indra knew this from a very young age.

"Witches existed before the appearance of ninjas. Don't underestimate their heritage that has lasted for so many years."

"Is it your experience?"

There was a slight smile in Sasuke's voice, and he looked at the elder with a narrow gaze.

He was inexplicably in tune with Indra. After getting along for so long, it was not surprising that he could see something from the corners of each other's eyes and brows.

Indra paused, then continued walking calmly.

"Not at all."

That being said, most of Indra's knowledge of witches comes from his own friends who are inexplicably adventurous because they hit their heads.

Fortunately, when I was experimenting with the traversing formation, in a certain world, I met the most powerful witch in the world, and I suffered a lot from the opponent because I underestimated the enemy.

Although the misunderstanding was cleared up later, the witch kindly sent him back, and the other witches he met later were not as powerful as the first one, but the impression of the witches in my memory has been finalized.

In view of the fact that Hao is the strongest among them from the past to the present, so that their impressions of witches are almost the same.

Don't provoke me if you can, you don't know the power hidden in the hands of the seemingly weak witch.

Indra frowned slightly, remembering his next destination.

"Sasuke, do you really want to meet Senju Tsunade alone?"

Uchiha Sasuke tightened the umbrella in his hand, and said indifferently: "Senju Tsunade is the strongest medical ninja in the world. My stupid brother tossed himself like that, and only she can save him."

"Furthermore," Sasuke stopped and looked at the high sky.

The vast and boundless blue sky dazzles with a refreshing purity, just like someone's eyes.

The young man suddenly softened his brows and eyes, and the smile on his lips was clear and shallow, and his whole person became lively.

"I contacted Naruto."

Indra's gaze remained unchanged, but he nodded slightly.

Sasuke was taught by him, so no matter what he did, he would not put himself at a disadvantage.

"Well, by the way, you won't let your brother come out to let the wind out?"

Sasuke's smile froze suddenly, and he subconsciously tightened his hands.

There was a hint of blood in the clear eyes, and the ink-colored jade spun quietly.

After a long while, he sneered: "No, let him out, maybe he will publish another theory of revenge and power for my stupid brother."

On the oiled paper umbrella carrying the witch's spiritual art, large areas of flowers are blooming brightly, slightly glowing with a clear light.