As for how to cultivate the Wind Escape Chakra mode, and even integrate more information into the Chakra carrier to cast a deeper inheritance foundation, Daimaru has no specific plan yet, but at least he knows the direction and no longer has no idea what he used to, and only knows to work foolishly to improve the power of ninjutsu.

After waiting for a while, after the vitality provided by Bai Jue in his body healed the injuries on his body, Damaru stopped practicing and instead admired the scenery in the mountains without any distractions.

I realized that Damaru had finished his practice and played the wooden olympic for a long time. I also brought the little cypress trees that had been around to Damaru.

"My father, are you going back?"

“No hurry…”

Daimaru picked him up with a smile, placed him on his broad shoulders, and gently patted his back.

“How did you learn to perform?”

"The teacher that Sister Yakumo invited me to hype so well, and I learned very quickly!"

"Well! I heard it. The white-haired old man just now praised you for your good voice!"

"Really!"

Xiao Baimu showed a hint of shyness in embarrassment.

"I've blown several wrong places!"

"It's already good for beginners to have this level!"

Daimaru comforted softly.

In addition to the well-known famous songs I have heard in my previous life, Damaru is not good at music, and Miss Saya probably knows a little, but she has never heard of her having similar interests and should not be proficient in it.

Xiao Baimu is born with premature intelligence and has huge spiritual power, which makes her have a strong talent in imitation and learning.

"The teacher also said that I worked hard and learned very quickly, just..."

Xiao Baimu asked with some confusion,

"My father, the song you taught me can now be played barely, but I don't understand..."

"Well? What do you don't understand? Even the music teacher can't answer?"

"I think it's better to ask my father first..."

The little feet wearing pink boots drove their calves to sway lightly on Damaru's chest, holding the handle of the umbrella with both hands, and showing a sloppy face. Xiao Chuanmu asked in a low voice:

"I am familiar with every note of this song, but when I play it together, I can't understand the artistic conception of the winter snow melting, the flowing water, the spring light, and the flowers blooming! Although I also think this song is very good, I don't understand how everyone appreciates and intoxicates, and even slaps and exclamations! I don't even understand why I call it! My father, am I a little abnormal?"

"So that's how it is!"

After hearing the little guy's doubts, Daimaru thought for a moment, then understood a little, and then replied calmly,

"This is not your fault, it's because my father and mother don't have much musical talent!"

"is that so?"

"Believe me, I won't lie to you! When you learn more in the future, you will definitely understand that you will be better than your father and your mother. At that time, you will have to worry about teaching us two..."

"Oh well!"

The little guy who seemed to have been paid happily took out a small velvet cloth, carefully wiped the wooden ocarina clean, and carefully pinned it in the small pocket around his waist.

Seeing this, Damaru couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The new artificial elves adhere to the talents, common sense and thinking ability of Damaru and Miss Saya, but after all, they were born for a short time and there are still great flaws in sensual and abstract thinking. Because they have not yet formed their own worldview, they are almost blank in terms of artistic appreciation.

Just like there was a cat in front of her, Xiao Baimu knew her. She drew a vivid cat on paper, and she could recognize it as a cat.

But if a "match cat" is drawn with just a few strokes, the little guy may not be able to extract the image characteristics and determine that it is a cat.

After all, Xiao Baimu was only less than a month old. Even though she seemed smart, she was just a child, even if she looked so outstanding.

This is also the reason why Daimaru carefully selected his contractor. Although the little guy's mind is not blank, there is still a lot of blank space. If it is stained with an uncoordinated "color", it will not be easy to correct.

After helping Xiao Kashiki tidy up his clothes that were a little messy because of playing, Daimaru said softly:

"Whether it's playing the ocarina or the music, you'll like it! After all, this is just a very subjective art, and it's hard to have an absolutely unified standard. As long as you think it's good and you can feel the beauty in it, just go to the event with confidence and boldness, don't care too much about other people's opinions! My little cypress is a good child, it's not surprising at all..."

"Really? That's good!"

"Of course! Actually, I don't really understand those inexplicable music appreciation..."

Damaru said in a low voice,

"I just nodded and agreed to those listeners' praises in different ways! Actually, there is no such trouble. As long as I think it sounds good, it's enough..."

"My father is so cunning. I thought you really know a lot. I took out such a good music and turned out to be a layman!"

"That's why you have to work hard, learn as soon as possible, teach me earlier, and don't expose the trouble!"

"I know, I will keep it secret!"

The little guy turned the parasol proudly, and then chattered in Daimaru's ears about the trivial things that happened between him and Miss Yakumo and the two invited teachers these days.

...

In the Sand Village, Gaara was having a meeting with several elders seriously.

The issues discussed this time were so serious that even Fu Yi, who was almost incompatible with the Five Dynasties of Fengying, appeared.

"That dangerous thing is absolutely not possible!"

Maki was the first to express his clear opposition to the "tailed beast extraction plan" prepared by Gaara and Daimaru.

"For so many years, no one of the people in the ninja world who were removed from the tailed beast has survived. I think with the foundation of our village, we can't do such a thing!"

He rubbed his dry eyes on the sand and patiently advised:

"There were rumors before, and I thought it was just rumors. I didn't expect you to really have such plans! Think about the innocent people who died many years ago because of sealing a tail of time and space. Our village can no longer withstand such losses!"

Fu Yi, who was frowning, quietly watched several people arguing, but unfortunately Gaara was still indifferent and had no intention of compromise in the face of the persecution of several people.
Chapter completed!