Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 244 Vortex

"Teacher Fukawa, hasn't Rosa come back yet?"

"I came here just to tell you about this." Fuchuan looked at the old man from the mission hall. "Rosa has a more important matter now. The mission he received has been completed. There will be ninjas from the Sandstorm clan coming later. Return the mission."

There was not much surprise in the old man's eyes. He obviously learned some information through other channels.

Garura and Rika looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

"Class 7 has passed," the old man said slowly from the side. He randomly took out three brightly polished forehead protectors from a small drawer on the side. He solemnly walked up to Garura and Rika and put them on for them personally. .

"Old man, I have been in the mission hall for nearly fifty years. During this period, I personally put on ninja forehead protectors for countless children." The old man looked forward slightly, seeming to be immersed in his own memories. "It's a pity that most of them are dead." No longer. But it is precisely because of their sacrifices that Sunagakure Village has become what it is today."

As if he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, the old man suddenly came to his senses, handed the third forehead protector to Fuchuan's hand, patted the other person's shoulder gently, and then walked away slowly with a staggering step. .

Fuchuan looked at the forehead protector in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Brother!" Sha Baozhen strode into a spacious and bright hall with a slightly flustered expression.

The main hall is very spacious. There is only a futon placed in the center of the hall, without any extra ornaments or objects. A man wearing the patriarch's godly robe is sitting steadily on the futon.

"Brother, why are you so calm?" Sandstorm Shinichi looked complicated. "Did you hear that? Yusuke was killed and his family was demoted. Instead, the boy who was very close to the Desert Death became One of the new 'Six Homes'!"

"Everyone in the Sandstorm clan knows that Yusuke is from the group that cares about me. What the old man did is clearly aimed at you and me!"

"You should say something!"

"If this continues, let alone Feng Ying, your position as clan leader may not be guaranteed!"

"Did you know?" Shabao Lianya slowly opened his eyes at this moment, with a deep expression on his face, "The old man has officially submitted a 'bloodline discovery' application to the family council of elders."

"Discovering the bloodline?" Sandstorm Shinichi asked puzzledly, "Discovering who?"

"Of course it's the bloodline exploration of the 'Desert Death God'."

"Him?" Sandstorm Shinichi couldn't help laughing, "I have investigated his bloodline a long time ago. He has no blood relationship with our clan. Finding out about bloodline is a joke."

"You are thinking too little." Shabao Lianya slowly shook his head and said, "My Shabao family has been stretching for thousands of years, and our bloodline has countless branches. Looking at the bloodline of the Kingdom of Wind for five or six generations, isn't that one closely related to my family?"

"You mean" Sandstorm Shinichi also slowly frowned, "He might have a 'bloodline atavism'?"

If the 'Desert Death God' is proven to be of the Sandstorm clan's bloodline, with his strength, it may not be impossible to directly open a new main line.

"If he really is, we will have one less enemy."

"He has great military exploits, is a one-tailed beast, is his direct disciple, and is one of the six main lineages. Moreover, he has a close relationship with the Kazama clan."

Sandstorm Shinichi's expression gradually began to darken, and he finally discovered something strange. Once the bloodline detection was successful, even if the other party only opened a new bloodline, it would already have a big impact on the position of the leader of the Sandstorm clan. "What I'm worried about is that the old man's so-called 'discovering the bloodline' is just a formality. Since the 'God of Death' himself can use the sand control technique, the bloodline is just a pretext."

"Brother, you are the successor personally chosen by Lord Liuli Dou."

Lian Ya suddenly swayed and suddenly appeared at the side of the hall, surrounded by sandstorms. Puff. A muffled groan sounded, and a sandstorm ninja fell straight to the ground.

His clothes were special, with a huge family emblem printed on his back. Sandstorm Shinichi found it unbelievable that he was obviously a Sandstorm guard!

The control of this guard is still firmly in the hands of Lord Liuli Dou, but why does it appear here? Spying on the head of your family?

"Do you still think that I am his chosen heir?" Shabao Lianya smiled miserably, "Maybe he has never really regarded me as the leader of the Shabao clan."

Shabao Lianya's face sank slightly, "In this case, don't blame me for being unjust if he is unkind."

Walking slowly in the Sandstorm Clan, looking at the endless houses around him and the energetic patrolling ninjas around him, Fuchuan felt quite emotional for a moment. He didn't expect that the group of people who were in ragged clothes before had even a problem in survival. Guys, their descendants can actually thrive this far!

Just when Fukawa lamented that time was ruthless, the sandstorm ninjas who were following him were very nervous. Everyone knew that this was a murderer, and countless sandstorm ninjas died directly or indirectly in his hands, even though Lord Liuli Dou had explained in advance , but I’m still scared to death in my heart.

I'm afraid if Fukawa makes one wrong move, the surrounding Sandstorm ninjas who are 'protecting' them will disperse in a rush.

Finally, the destination arrived. However, Fuchuan frowned and found that the place was already deserted.

"What's going on?" Fuchuan asked displeasedly, "Could it be another trap?" Speaking of which, the surrounding sand began to slowly rotate.

"Of course not. Luosha did live here before." An old man's voice came to mind. It was none other than Liuli Dou, the former leader of the Sandstorm clan whom he had met before!

"But now he is one of the 'Six Masters' of our Sandstorm Clan. His status is different, so naturally he cannot live in such a fringe area."

"What the hell are you doing?" Fuchuan didn't loosen his brows, but stared into the other person's eyes and said coldly, "You're not trying to use my students against me again, are you?"

"Why is the God of Death so mean?" The old man was indifferent to the other party's question. Instead, he smiled. "Have you ever heard of the 'Bloodline Discovery Ceremony'?"

After a moment, Fuchuan's face was full of disbelief. If his understanding was correct, this old man actually wanted to single-handedly depose the successor he selected?

"Why do you have to do this?"

"For the Kingdom of Wind," Liuli Dou said slowly, "Although that girl Chiyo is smart at heart, she is still a little too weak. In view of this, I fully supported Lian Ya's rise to power, but I didn't expect that because of your existence, the Fengjian clan It’s becoming increasingly difficult to control, and the current Shayin Village is like a huge powder keg, as long as there is a fuse, you know what I’m talking about.”

"why me?"

"You are the only one who can bridge the gap between the two races." The old man smiled slowly. "Perhaps you don't realize it, but your reputation among the villagers hidden in the sand and even among the middle and lower-class ninjas is extremely high, especially since you came from the water this time. Return from the country. All the parties in Shayin are exquisite for your senses."

(End of this chapter)