Naruto's Great Trick

Chapter 183 Rising Sun

On the street, Feng Jian walked with a ruthless pace, holding a string of grilled squid in his left hand and a string of octopus balls in his right hand, and walked in the middle of the road with a swagger.

Looking at Fengjian with oil dripping from his mouth, Miyano and Honglian couldn't help but doubt themselves - is this thing really the "Blood Glaze"?

If he had not been unknowingly pulled into the illusion space by this young man, heard him reveal his identity, and felt his murderous aura, he would have felt that he had been fooled.

"This thing is pretty good, are you two sure you don't want to eat it?"

Seeing the young master suddenly turn around and enthusiastically invite them, and feeling the surprised looks from passers-by, Honglian frowned, wanting to say something but stopping herself, finally unable to hold back:

"Young Master, we are out there, representing the adults, so we should maintain our image."

Hearing this, Feng Jian raised his eyebrows and said casually:

"So, you're teaching me how to do things?"

The three of them stopped, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Honglian's cold sweat flowed down his forehead:

"My subordinates dare not."

Along with the trembling voice came Honglian's slightly shaking hands. It was not until now that she truly understood the strength of Kazama Ruri. It was the same strength as Lord Orochimaru, whose aura alone was enough to make people lose the courage to face him!

"Hahaha! I'm just teasing you. Don't be nervous~"

The mountain-like pressure disappeared with the laughter. Honglian couldn't help but shiver, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two continued to follow Fengjian, and Fengjian started eating again:

"So, what did you learn from this, Guren?"

Honglian was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and before she could react, she heard Fengjian continue to say:

"Although I did put pressure on you just now, it wasn't much. I only gave you my attitude. I didn't release any momentum or murderous intent. So, why are you so scared?"

"Because of strength."

"You have heard of my battle records, and you also know my strength. The common point of my battle records is that I killed many people. So you think I am bloodthirsty and that I am just pretending. This can be seen from your attitude towards me along the way."

"Otherwise, just because I am the master's disciple, I am not qualified to ask you to be too careful."

"So, do you understand? My behavior is not important, my etiquette is not important, what is important is my strength."

"In the ninja world, the weak are not qualified to have an equal dialogue with the strong. No matter how good the etiquette of the weak is, the strong will think it is as it should be. Even if the strong does not pay attention to etiquette, the weak will not feel that they are despised. But if they meet a weaker person, it may not be the case."

Kazama's tone changed from nonchalant, to calm, and then to melancholy, and his words made Hongdou fall into deep thought.

Yes, no matter how outrageous and unreliable our young master seems, based on his strength, which force dares to look down on him?

"Isn't what we are doing now to make this kind of thing disappear?"

Hearing this, Miyano couldn't help but say.

A big reason why he followed Fengjian so happily was that he came to the Land of Fields. He saw the changes that had taken place in the Land of Fields over the past few years. He also got some information by paying attention to the conversations between the housekeeper and the locals.

The butler also said that Orochimaru and Inuyama Kazuo have great ambitions, and perhaps the Fourth Ninja World War will soon begin.

No one likes war, but he thinks the changes in Tianguo are good.

When he was a child, he followed an old beggar to beg for food on the street. Later, the old beggar died. He dug a hole to bury the beggar and lived on his own.

It's called living, but in reality it's just going hungry for nine meals out of three days.

Look for food in garbage dumps, and when you are really hungry, steal food.

Later, he met a kind old man who took him in. He was able to get enough food and clothing every day, and he also met many nice people.

But later the village encountered bandits, and the old man died. Many people in the village died. A few wandering ninjas and samurai who passed by saved them.

He buried the old man next to the graves of his son, grandson, and daughter-in-law who had been killed by bandits, and then followed the wandering ninjas and samurai.

He knelt down to the people, but they refused to accept him. He even knocked his head and it was broken, but they still refused to accept him. He kept following them, and finally the people softened their hearts and accepted him.

He was nine years old that year.

Then, he followed several of his masters to learn chakra practice and swordsmanship.

His masters are bounty hunters, and he follows them around the country. He is willing to endure hardships and work hard, and he has good talent. Starting from age 12, he can deal with some simple enemies.

His wandering ninja master once lamented that he was just a wandering ninja who could only throw kunai and shuriken, and the only other skill he knew was the three-body technique. He didn't know any proper ninjutsu. If Miyano existed in those big ninja villages, he would definitely be a genius.

He followed these masters for six years and learned the skills to make a living, but he was too bloodthirsty and would kill all the bandits he encountered.

Then he met a group of very strong bandits. The masters died, the bandits died too, the samurai master blocked a knife for him, and then died together with the last bandit.

He passed out and when he woke up he was in a very large room.

A middle-aged man rescued him.

He was a very prestigious local official who had warmly entertained them when they first arrived. When he heard that bandits had attacked them, he rushed over with his men and found him unconscious.

The master talked to him for a long time, but he didn't say a word. Finally, the master said to keep him in the mansion as a personal guard.

He says:

"You gave me this life, and I will return it to you. Unless I die, nothing will happen to you."

He did it. He risked his body.

The master saved his life and was very good to him and to the common people, but some people in the master's house and some of the master's relatives were not like that.

At first, he often stopped them, but later, when he stopped the relatives of adults, he said:

"You are just a dog in my family. How dare you show your teeth to your master?"

This sentence, as well as the man's tone and expression at the time, were truly engraved in his heart.

Then he realized that there were some things he could not control, and some favors were like mountains pressing down on him, leaving him unable to move.

As a result, he was isolated and became even more silent.

So his sudden voice immediately attracted the attention of both of them.

Feng Jian stared blankly at Miyano, this kid who was usually silent, looked cold, and never left his sword...

"Hahahaha! You're right! This is what we should do!"

A light began to emanate from Fengjian's eyes:

"Earth Style can be used to level the land, Water Style can be used to clear the river and bring rain, Wood Style can be used to plant trees, Lightning Style can be used to generate electricity, and Chakra can be used as energy..."

"Ninjas always say they yearn for peace, but they always engage in wars because this is the meaning of their existence. In this case, let's find a new way out for the ninjas!"

"Find a new way out for the ninja world!"

A strong light burst out from Miyano's eyes. He looked at the "child" in front of him who was fourteen years old and younger than himself with a burning gaze, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Honglian's face was filled with shock. Even after years of ninja life and years of fighting, her cold mentality was shaken at this moment. She remembered the first time she met Orochimaru, and her life back then...

"Master Orochimaru, you have accepted an extraordinary disciple..."

"When the great way is practiced, the world is for all, the virtuous and capable are selected, trustworthiness is emphasized, and harmony is cultivated. Therefore, people not only love their own relatives and their own children, but also ensure that the elderly have a place to live, the strong have a place to work, the young have a place to grow, the widowed, the lonely, the disabled and the sick all have a place to grow, men have their share, and women have their home. This is what is called - the world is united!"

The young people's eyes are filled with the light of idealism, like the rising sun.

Myoboku Mountain,

The old Toad Immortal slowly opened his eyes, seemingly lifeless, yet also seemed full of brilliance.

"Big Toad Immortal, you are awake."

"Fukasaku, I was dreaming."

"Ok?"

"The ninja world is about to undergo a change."

Shenren Fukasaku looked puzzled. Didn't Shenren Big Toad make this prophecy a long time ago?