Hokage: My Nine Tails, Infinite Resurrection

"Interesting."

When the scorpion heard Heavenly Dao Payne's words, he only gave two simple words in response.

Deidara looked down into her palm, playing with the detonating clay.

"Let's try it again, although Xiaofei doesn't like my art, doesn't have any artistic cells, and is a complete art idiot, he is still very cute... Well. "

Xiaofei's art is terrible, but he is also my fellow artist after all... Well.

Deidara's left eye, covered by bangs, was blown up by the rain-mixed wind.

Roll it up and see his left eye with a miniature telescope.

This specially cultivated eye can crack illusions when looking directly.

Therefore.

Deidara has been looking forward to a battle with Uchiha Itachi, wanting to challenge his famed illusion.

For Xiao Organization, this wonderful big family.

He has always seen him as a combination of artists.

Ah Fei is usually very weak, and his silly brain is not very good, but he is also quite artistic.

In his opinion, the artists who are second only to him in the Xiao organization are puppeteers, scorpions.

And the one who can compete with him is the ferrachi.

There are too few artists in the ninja world.

I finally found a few, as well as Ah Fei, a very talented and poor artist.

As a result, it was controlled by Qingling Ninja Village.

How could he be willing.

"Scorpion, what do you think?"

Hearing Deidara's words, Heavenly Dao Payne turned his head and asked the scorpion.

After all, Deidara, on impulse now, kill the past, and perform art for everyone in Qingling Ninja Village.

"Yes, the ninjutsu of the two of us can not enter the village, not to mention the intelligence that Jue and Xiaofei risked their lives to bring back."

The phrase scorpion means task transfer.

Not necessary.

Nagato didn't plan to appear in person either.

They had decided to start the plan in advance, and they must not be disrupted by the appearance of the Qingling Ninja Village.

A spiritual kingdom, their purpose is the whole world!

"Okay, don't break into Qingling Ninja Village, just retreat with your whole body, all we have to do is their heads, just slaughter."

Massacre?

Can!

How bland this sentence is.

Also.

The scorpion inside the Crimson Stream can manipulate more puppets than common sense, plus his strongest puppet, the three generations of Mekazekage.

Qingling Ninja Village can be directly surrounded from the ground, and puppets who are not afraid of death are wantonly slaughtered.

The sky is in charge of Deidara, who can use the detonating clay to create a large number of explosives that fall from the sky.

Joining forces, there is no need to make a move at all, and they can carry out a cruel baptism of Qingling Ninja Village.

Without showing up, he only swept through Qingling Ninja Village with a powerful range attack like a windswept cloud.

This is also the advantage of the group of Scorpion, Deidara.

Eternal art, collide with the art of the moment.

Cold silk threads, pulling mechanical limbs.

Reflecting the cold eyes inside the puppet, he was an ageless teenager.

White clay, an art he is proud of.

Few people are forever fearless, but some are forever paranoid.

......

Land of the wind.

Today is a good day.

At least for daimyo.

The daimyo of the Fire Nation came here as a guest.

Inside the banquet hall, singers are dancing.

There are also Miaoling women who specialize in serving tea and pouring wine.

The houses here are shaped like flat kettles.

There are glass things in it that are used to refract sunlight.

The outer circle of the house is planted with flowers and trees, and inside is where the daimyos lived.

However, this method cannot be generalized to the entire Land of Winds.

In order to maintain the environment and growth of plants, they need to be cared for every day, especially the construction method, which requires a lot of materials.

For ordinary people, they simply dare not think about it.

"Hahahaha, come and drink this cup, the group of outlaws in Yuyin Village who work hard for a little money have already taken our order."

"Yes, it's stupid for the Tsuchinoku side to suspect that the Green Spirit Shinobi Village is our handiwork! The ape flying sun slash died at the hands of the Nine Tails.

"Leave that group of ninjas alone, if they die, they will die, today is coming to the alliance, you can't waste time Oh, drink a few more glasses of wine is the right thing!"

What they call an alliance is actually a banquet.

The country of wind is no better than the country of fire, and there is no difference in the rich life of the daimyo, the same fine wine and food, and the company of beauty.

"We form an alliance, and the Land of Water and the Land of Thunder will be tense again, which is too interesting."

"The Mist Hidden Village in the Land of Water has gone completely crazy and does not obey their orders at all, and the group of people in the Land of Thunder also like to be alone."

"The group of fools in the Land of Earth are really going to be isolated, it's better than us..."

"Wait until both Yuyin Village and Qingling Ninja Village are defeated, and then take it under the pretext of entering the Land of Earth, half of you, half of us!"

All the daimyos present had all-you-can-drink.

They think about that day and think it's wonderful.

Divided the Borderlands, plus the Land of Earth.

It is enough to go east, sweeping through the land of water in civil strife, and the country of brutal thunder.

As for other small countries, they are not worth mentioning at all under the general trend.

In their maniacal laughter, they already have the ambition to swallow the world and become the king of the world.

The daimyo of the Land of Wind looked out the window full of yellow sand.

The aroma of cherry blossom wine lingers in the indoor garden, but it cannot escape the thin glass.

As.

How do those who struggle to survive in the wind and sand know that even if they are also in the desert, those daimyo-like lives are particularly nourishing.

Is the world destined to be uneven?

The wind and sand are everywhere.

A family cautiously escaped, pushing a cart and wrapping its body in rags.

On the car were all their belongings, a pot, a few broken bowls.

At this time.

In every village in the Land of Wind, a few people have escaped.

Braving the scorching sun, the wind and sand went in the same direction, the destination.

"Mom, why did Dad take us out of the village?"

The girl's shriveled lips indicate that the last time she drank water was two days ago.

"For a new kingdom was created, where we could drink sweet water and feed our stomachs."

The mother's face was emaciated, but the eyes that had been numb and empty for thirty years were shining.

The father of the children did not say a word.

Like an old cow, he carried this fragile family on his shoulders, grabbed the handle of the small cart with both hands, and stubbornly moved forward.

He will drift away on this road until he meets more people, they will no longer be alone, they will huddle to keep warm.

Life.

Stubborn as the wind in the yellow sand, constantly climbing over the hopeless dunes, but desperately rushing to the next oasis.

......

It's all the land of earth.

Towering mountains and the environment is not a beautiful thunder country.

In the sea, scattered like fragments, a land of water shrouded in haze.

A country of fire with great ambition but enemies on all sides.

Villages like rainy hidden villages, humble survival.

On the surface, like the Spirit Kingdom, it seems to exist, but in fact it is just a small country in the buffer zone of a powerful kingdom.

How much better can they be.

The daimyos lived the same good life regardless of region.

Ninjas, regardless of their village, have to give up their lives in exchange for survival.

All the weak people can do is bravely flee with the courage to die.

The sun bestowed on them as selflessly as the wind.

And who divides high and low and honor and inferiority.

......

Answer.

It's at the end of that gaze.

Qingling Shinobi Village.