Konoha's magical power is invincible

The convoy moved slowly, like a giant snake crawling on the ground.

The alert animals were aware of the crisis in advance. Birds flapped their wings and animals ran away, far away from the crisis early.

Only some weak and cute animals did not escape early.

A big, plump mole was gnawing intently on the roots of a shrub by the roadside. Maybe it was so focused on eating the roots that it only reacted when the motorcade passed by.

It raised its head blankly, looked at the convoy with almost invisible eyes, and then quickly moved its front paws as if frightened, digging into the ground to survive.

However, who would bother it?

Even birds and beasts, if it is not a meal, as long as it does not hinder the movement of the convoy, the ninjas in the convoy have no desire to take action.

Since the ambush of the Wave Ninjas, the convoy has been moving forward peacefully for two days.

They didn't encounter any wandering ninjas without eyes in the past two days, but the Uchiha in the front team did not relax because of this.

Although Qingzora had stayed in the carriage, under Shingo's command, the six Uchihas were alternately conducting investigations and were always on guard.

Suddenly, the closed curtain in the carriage was opened by a slender hand.

A sleepy-eyed young man bowed and walked out.

The young man is unkempt and his hair is as messy as a mess, but he still attracts everyone's attention despite his laziness.

Of course, this is not only because of his handsome appearance, but also because of his feat of killing the Lang Ninja team in a few seconds the day before.

Blocking the sun with his left hand, Qingkong Nian squinted and asked, "Where are you?"

Shingo approached quickly and said: "Tell the deputy captain that we have passed Liancheng, and we will reach the front line after passing Osugi Valley."

"Osugi Valley?"

Qingkong repeated it, and then said: "The closer you are to the front line, the more dangerous it is. Don't relax."

"Don't worry, Vice Captain, we will be careful again and again."

Qingkong nodded, jumped on the top of the carriage, and lay down.

The breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the blue sky is so pleasant.

This comfort not only comes from the soft sunshine, but also from the relaxation of the whole body, and also from the true joy in the heart.

His guess was indeed correct, the merit water droplets indeed had the function of warming and nourishing the soul.

After using eight drops of merit to warm the soul, the wounds of the main soul and the split soul healed, and Qingkong no longer had to endure the faint pain from time to time every day.

What makes Qingkong even more happy is that the merit water drops can make the soul stronger.

He experimented with two drops of merit, and the nourishing effect of one drop was comparable to a month of hard work.

According to his estimation, it would take at least three to five years to develop the soul seed capable of seizing a body.

If you use merit, you can greatly shorten the training time.

If everything goes well, he only needs to collect another twenty or thirty drops of merit water.

Say too much but not too much, say too little too much.

If he's lucky and has some short-sighted wandering ninjas, maybe Qingkong will be able to accumulate enough merit drops from this mission.

Of course, this is the best result.

In fact, does merit have any side effects on the soul? Can we continue to maintain such good results in the future?

None of this is known yet.

However, Qingkong can still see the dawn of cultivating his "external incarnation".

Just as he was thinking about the dawn, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the sun's rays.

"Shuichi, don't block my sun."

Shuichi stood up a little after hearing this.

Qingkong said again: "You want to chat with me? Let's lie down and chat!"

This carriage is large and has a spacious roof. And the ninja has a good sense of balance, so he is worried about accidentally falling off the carriage.

Xiuyi glanced at the comfortable blue sky and said: "Move your position!"

Qingkong rubbed his hands and made a space.

Shuichi lay down, but unlike Qingkong who had his legs crossed, he lay flat on the roof of the car with his sword in hand.

Qingkong glanced at you and said, "Looking at you like this, you look like you are lying in a coffin."

Shuichi ignored Aozora's teasing.

He felt the ups and downs of the carriage and looked at the bright blue sky.

“The view from the roof is great!”

Qingkong glanced at him in surprise and said, "You can actually look at the scenery today."

Based on Qingkong's observation, Shuichi is a sword fanatic.

His thick tiger cocoon would never have been so thick without more than ten years of sword practice.

And such people tend to ignore the scenery around them and even ignore the people around them.

Xiu Dao: "Suddenly I want to see the scenery in your eyes."

Qingkong turned around and asked in surprise: "Why?"

Xiuyi turned his head and said sincerely: "I want to know why you were able to shoot that knife?"

He had heard Qingzora's name before.

Another talented boy from the Uchiha family, he was promoted to chuunin three months after graduation, and became the first jounin with one sword...

Despite this, he was quite confident in himself and always thought that he was stronger than Qingkong.

Therefore, he would test Aozora with his momentum when they first met.

This is a condescending attitude.

It wasn't until the moment Qing Kong drew his sword that he realized how powerful Qing Kong was and felt how weak he was.

There are many people stronger than him, and Qingkong is not the only one.

But the others used ninjutsu, and only Aozora was skilled in weapons.

He saw the future of his swordsmanship with Qingkong's sword.

The sword is drawn without leaving any trace.

That is definitely a higher realm of swordsmanship.

His eyes were full of enthusiasm and respect.

Being looked at by a man with burning eyes, Qingkong did not misunderstand him. He knew that it was his faith and love for swords.

Of course Qingkong couldn't tell him that I didn't use ninjutsu, but I used senjutsu.

He thought for a while and said: "Get ready to attack! I focus my mind on every sword strike, so it is indestructible."

This sentence is not a lie. The "Slaying Immortal" flying knife is cultivated by his energy and spirit, and it is indeed concentrated in his mind.

Xiuyi nodded repeatedly.

Qingkong pointed out: "It is easy to break when it is strong, and it will decline when it is strong. Why should a sword be equipped with a scabbard? Because the sharp edge will make the sword rust and corrode faster."

When Xiu Yi heard the words, he couldn't help but calm down a bit.

Shuichi's disciple-like attitude made Qingkong feel very good, and they had great sex for a while.

"Shuichi, I use a flying knife, which is different from the sword you use. However, I know the understanding of kendo by several legendary kendo figures. Do you want to hear it?"

"Is this the posthumous manuscript of the five great swordsmen of the Warring States Period?" Xiu Yi asked in surprise.

Qingkong shook his head: "The swordsmanship of the five of them is not worth mentioning. Compared with the people I am talking about, the light of a firefly is as bright as the bright moon."

Xiu Yi said in disbelief: "There is such a person, how come I didn't know about it."

Qingkong didn't reply to him and kept to himself.

"long long ago……"

"There was a man who had been in power for more than thirty years, killing all the enemies, defeating all the heroes, and making the world even more defenseless... This man is called a sword demon, and his name is Dugu Qiubai. On his sword tomb are the four realms of swordsmanship: sharp sword , soft sword, heavy sword, wooden sword. You are probably in the realm of sharp swords now..."

"There was a man who learned swordsmanship at the age of seven. He was addicted to swords as much as his life. He regarded killing as an art. After killing people, he liked to blow the blood off his sword, just like a person returning home at night shakes off the snowflakes on his body... This man is called the God of Swords, and his name is Ximen Chuixue. …”

"..."

Xiu Yi listened to these strange names and imagined the grace of each peerless swordsman, and couldn't help but become obsessed.

Speaking of these names, Qingkong recalled the time he spent in his previous life reading novels under the covers with a flashlight, and couldn't help but be dazzled.

Suddenly, shouting from the front woke them up.

"Osugi Valley has arrived!"

Qingkong stood up and looked around, seeing a big mountain in the distance.

A long and narrow passage in the middle divides the valley into two halves.

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