"Think about it, little guy......."Still trying to keep

"No need, bye."

Waving his hand, Qingkong strode away, not interested in what Jiraiya said.

To be honest, Sarutobi Hiruzen may be a qualified politician, but he is not a qualified leader.

Because after so many years, Konoha is still using the systems left by the second generation Hokage Senju Tobirama, with almost no changes.

Ninja school.

Anbu organization.

Police force.

Wait, even the medical team was conceived by Senju Tobirama. His contribution to Konoha, to some extent, exceeds that of his brother, Senju Hashirama.

And what did Sarutobi Hiruzen do?

Sitting on the empire built by his predecessors, he kept cooperating with Danzo and digging out his own family's old foundation.

If he really had the ability to develop Konoha better and stronger, then destroying the Senju and Uchiha clans would be a political strategy.

But it's a pity that he can't.

Apart from colluding to harm his own people and brainwashing, he is useless in other aspects........

After returning home, Qingkong sat on the sofa and then did not move.

Because this was just one of his clones, the real body had already run out of Konoha. There was a month between the games, and the others were working hard to practice. Although Qingkong was already very strong, he would not waste his life.

This time out of Konoha, Qingkong came to the old site of the Uzumaki clan.

He wanted to find out if there were any good things left here that had not been found by others, such as the death mask in the original book.

Click~

Stepping on the dilapidated ruins, Qingkong casually summoned a large number of mosquitoes, and then sent them to search everywhere, digging three feet into the ground. Not a single inch of the place was spared.

Not to mention, after searching for several hours, the entire village of the Uzumaki clan was turned over by Qingkong, and he really found some good things.

In a secret room, Qingkong found dozens of scrolls, as well as some weapons, detonating talismans and so on.

The reason why this place has not been discovered for many years is actually very simple, that is, it is hidden safely enough.

There are both mechanisms and secret passages.

If Qingkong had not had the help of a million mosquitoes to check every place carefully, it would have been difficult for him to find this secret room.

Fortunately, the greater the effort, the greater the reward.

He packed up all the things, put them in a cloth bag, and then turned into a big mosquito to carry them.

Qingkong was not in a hurry to look at the scrolls, but walked out of the secret room and first came to a temple located at the west end of the village. It was a half-collapsed building with a vortex logo on it.

Unfortunately, it was too dilapidated and had long lost its former glory.

Qingkong shook his head, he stepped onto the creaking wooden stairs, and walked into the temple.

In the dim space, there was a wall in the middle, on which hung dozens of death masks of different styles and expressions.

Finally found it.

Qingkong smiled slightly, he stretched out his hand and scattered a few mosquitoes, sensing among the many masks.

The first one is not.

The second one......

It was not until the third to last in the first row that Qingkong sensed a chilly breath. That must be this one. He took off the mask and put it away.

Just in case, Qingkong checked the other masks again. After finding that they were all ordinary stuff, he turned around and walked out of the temple.

On the way back to Konoha.

Qingkong sat on a mosquito that was dozens of meters big, while looking at the scrolls found from the old site of the vortex.

There were dozens of scrolls in total, some of which recorded sealing ninjutsu, some recorded the history of the vortex clan, and some things about the god of death.

There was no rush to learn the sealing technique, it would not be too late to read the history later.

Qingkong finished reading the scroll about the god of death first.

Later, he realized that the god of death mask in the temple was just a tool for summoning the god of death, a medium.

Of course, even if it was a medium, this thing also needed special techniques and could only work after special spiritual summons. Ordinary god of death masks would not work.

What a weird ninjutsu.

After closing the scroll, Qingkong couldn't help but wonder what the origin of the Uzumaki clan was, and how they could come up with a sealing technique related to the god of death.

And what exactly is this god of death?

It's neither a god nor a ghost. It

's completely different from normal ninjutsu, which is too confusing.

Or, is it the same as the evil creatures created by the monsters in the Land of Demons and the Paradise Box in the Ghost Lantern City? Is it also a special life created by some kind of ninjutsu?

Although the scroll of the Uzumaki clan records how to summon the god of death, it does not record the origin of the god of death, so Qingkong can only guess.

Of course, blind guessing will definitely not lead to anything.

Qingkong plans to take some time to go to the Land of Demons and the Ghost Lantern City in the future to see what secrets the monsters and the Paradise Box have.

Is there any connection between them and the god of death.

After returning to Konoha, put the things in the base of the Forest of Death first.

With a few scrolls containing sealing techniques, Qingkong returned to his residence in the village.

A few days passed in a flash.

Today was the day of the official competition. Early in the morning, many teams entered Konoha.

But unlike the other contestants, Qingkong got up as usual, washed up, and had a good breakfast.

He waited until the competition was about to start, and then he walked slowly to the venue.

"Qingkong, over here."

Inuzuka Kiba waved and shouted to Qingkong on the stands. Hinata was there too.

Qingkong raised his hand to say hello, and then walked up slowly.

"Boss, you're really not nervous at all."

"What is there to be nervous about?"

Looking at the crowd in the audience, and Neji Tenten, Gaara Temari and others in the distance, Qingkong really didn't feel nervous at all.

""Okay, just forget what I said."

Inuzuka Kiba spread his hands, and had nothing to say.

After all, he also knew Qingkong's strength, which was indeed much greater than that of ordinary Genin.

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