"Are you leaving?"

Standing by the door, Shenzao looked reluctantly at the guests from the ninja world. After all, in the history of Mikiyama, he was able to entertain the Uchiha clan for only a few times.

Lu Sheng, who had packed his bags, stood beside Madara, looked at Miaomushan in full spirit, took a deep breath, and thought to himself that he was worthy of being the three great immortals in cultivation.

He suspected that the lotus leaves could grow so tall and strong, and that the rich natural energy in the air must be at play.

“Tick.”

The crystal dewdrops dragged the long flow of water on the leaf veins, slowly falling toward the grass on the ground making a clear sound.

Madara's voice also sounded at this moment. He lowered his head and looked at the position on his arm where the toad oil was applied yesterday, and explained rarely: "I have experienced the chakra with natural energy mixed in my body when Hashirama turned on the sage mode, and the training of sage art can be over."

He nodded with clarity. It is easy to ask God to send him away. Since they want to leave, he will not force him to stay.

I rubbed the black stick in my hand with unfulfilled feelings, savoring the feeling of yesterday.

Beating Uchiha Madara with a stick adds a brilliant story to his long years, which is one of the top secret information that can scare young people at the time of need.

He glanced at his wife who was making breakfast in the room, quietly took out a yellowed drawing from his cloak and lowered his voice: "The next destination is Longdi Cave and the Wet Bone Forest? If it is the Wet Bone Forest, there is no noteworthy. The slug fairy is easy to talk to. If you go to Longdi Cave, you must pay attention to the annoying snakes."

Uchiha Madara glanced at the map handed over, shook her head and signaled that she would not use it.

The rejected Shenzao looked at the map froze in the air and fell into confusion. When they first met, weren't their targets?

"cough!"

Seeing all this, Lu Sheng coughed lightly with his hand against his chin. When he saw Shenzuo looking at him, he pointed to the sky with his finger.

Shenzuo's eyes followed the boy's fingers across the eaves and looked into the sky. The autumn day that had just risen from the horizon was blooming with a soft light.

After rolling up the map, he understood what Madara meant that their next stop was the moon.

He recalled the live broadcast of the Crystal Ball in his mind, and they all saw the scattered Ten Tails and Otsutsuki brothers.

He looked back at the calm man in front of him and asked curiously: "How can you get to that place without the magic of the Six Paths Immortals?"

Lu Sheng pursed his wet lips and was about to give the answer, but the teacher next to him snatched it first.

"Susanoo."

The bright sunlight shone on Banyan's body just right, shining on the corners of his raised mouth, and his always serious face gave people a gentle feeling at this moment.

Lu Sheng calmed down the scroll on his body, waved to Shenzuo who was standing in place, and turned around to follow the figure who had already set off.

"Have you finished talking to your child's father?"

The curling smoke from the cooking stove on the roof was blown away by the wind and melted into the sky. Shima, who was holding a spoon in the kitchen, stood on a stool, and asked outside with her head.

Walking into the room, he put the black stick deep on the table, and said to the open wooden door: "They are gone."

"That's it." Shima jumped off the stool and stood beside him, "Well, that guy Uchiha Madara is not as cold as the legendary one, and he feels pretty good."

Shen Zuo looked at the steaming breakfast on the dining table, felt his stomach twitching, and agreed: "Humans who can accept Miaomushan cuisine should be good people."

"Dong!"

The pain of the spoon hitting his head made the deep-fedling slap the movement in his hand, looking at his wife with grievance, he didn't know what was wrong.

The handle of Zhima spoon wearing an apron was gently slapped his palm, and his inadvertent movements exposed his anxiety: "Don't just eat, I haven't told me the reason for their departure. If it's a cooking problem, I will improve it."

"Gurl!"

Knowing that it was this reason, Shen Zuo swallowed the delicious food in his mouth with peace of mind, brewed it a little, and slowly talked about everything that happened after they arrived at Miaomu Mountain.

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The trip to Miaomu Mountain is full of bizarreness for Lu Sheng. He had just finished taking a hot spring and lay on the soft tatami of the hotel, stretching his body and looking at the ceiling, radiating his thoughts.

The Big Toad Immortal's unexpected live broadcast can be said to have directly shattered Hei Jue's plan to use the stone tablet to deceive Indra, allowing him to tamper with loneliness on the stone tablet.

And Madara's so-called learning of immortal arts.

etc.

Lu Sheng carefully recalled the previous conversation with Madara in his mind. He had never mentioned learning from beginning to end. No wonder he mentioned Hashirama when he was talking to Fukusato.

I just don’t know if he has learned to use natural energy. If he learns the Immortal Mode, he can confirm that the Six Path Immortals and Ten Tails Susanoo, whether the Immortal Chakra has an amplification effect.

Lu Sheng got up from the tatami and walked barefoot on the smooth wooden board, and came to the window and supported the window ridge with his hands, overlooking the world full of fireworks.

The noise in his ears made him look at his backpack involuntarily, sigh at the place where the seasonings were stored, and his heart was filled with a sense of security.

“Hula.”

The sound of the wooden door pulling attracted his attention, looking curiously at the spot who had returned from the town.

"Are you going to write a letter?"

Lu Sheng looked at the man sitting upright on the cushion and laying the paper neatly on the table.

Madao just glanced at him lightly without saying a word, stretched out his arm and told him to retreat a little, and calmly picked up the pen on the pen holder and wrote seriously.

Lu Sheng, who took the cushion from the side, quietly looked at the contents on the paper, couldn't help laughing, and was glared by an angry look, shrank down his neck and obediently turned into a puppet.

Madara raised the letter he had finished writing, nodded with satisfaction at the words that had not yet dried up, and said proudly: "Can Hashirama's kid go to heaven?"

Lu Sheng replied cooperatively: "No."

"Has anyone from the Thousand Hands Clan ever been to the Moon?"

"No."

"Has anyone been to the moon in this era?"

"Probably not."

Lu Sheng's denial of the three consecutive times made Madara very useful, which made him stand up and walk around the room, and said enthusiastically: "At this point, Uchiha has surpassed Chiaju too much, and the function of this letter is the same, so that everyone in Konoha Village knows that the Uchiha clan has climbed the moon."

"That's so amazing." Lu Sheng pretended to be very excited, "Have the teacher considered what to do if he encountered a meteorite?"

"Slay it with one sword."

"But from the naked eye, the moon is full of bumps, and I have not seen the descendants of Yucun."

This question made Madara fall into deep thought. If he couldn't find them, how would he prove the contents of the crystal ball and hesitated: "Waimura must be desolate when he arrived at the moon. If there was no surface, it should be that he was living inside."

"if..."
Chapter completed!