Naruto's Strongest Scum Cultivation System

　　Monet didn't know why he came here. He always felt that there was some hint in his heart that something in the forest seemed to attract him.

　　Walking non-stop, the scene in front of me suddenly opened up and there was a broken valley, like a natural form of magic but an artificial product left after the war.

　　On the edge of the cliff, a figure stood motionless, leaving only behind Monet.

　　Monet didn't feel any breath from him, even if his perception was fully opened, he couldn't feel the slightest breath about this person.

　　dead?

　　Monet's forehead oozes cold sweat, which startled Laozi in such a big day.

　　Just when he was about to leave this ghost place and go back to Tsunade to hug and comfort his soul, he suddenly found that the old and dead figure moved.

　　"Cheating the corpse~"?"

　　Monet rubbed his eyes in horror. He had never heard of zombies in Naruto World. Could it be that I have traveled through again?

　　But this wasn't the end, and then the man turned his head slowly to look at Monet.

　　A startling glance!

　　What Monet saw was arrogance, rebelliousness, the endless vicissitudes in his eyes and the grief and loneliness hidden in the depths.

　　There are circle-shaped lines in the eyes...

　　It's him? !

　　Uchiha Madara!

　　Qianshou Monet instantly knew the identity of the other party, the man who ruled an era with his grandfather!

　　Named Ban, Chuang Muye, between the pillars of battle, not discouraged after defeat, retired to the world, after a few years, he made a comeback, gathered nine tails, turned into six paths and fought alone with his own strength, who have you loved in your life?Not for the common people and for whom...

　　This is a legendary man with endless regret and misery.

　　The person who has confirmed his eyes and cannot be beaten.

　　Monet swallowed and had only one thought in his mind.

　　slip away...

　　Why do you want to find yourself?

　　Monet couldn't figure it out. He didn't have any spare time to disturb Madara and Hei Jue's plan. At this moment, his Hokage was in a good mood, and he didn't have the time to think about how to deal with the Moon Eye plan in the future.

　　The current Monet, even if he played [-]% of his strength, he would not be able to beat the spot.

　　Samsara Eye is too perverted, and although Madara is also very old now, he is not as old as Obito after the Third Ninja World War.

　　It must have been beaten.

　　slip?He has Flying Thor, so he can slip, but what is Madara's purpose?

　　Monet hesitated for a while.

　　"Are you timid?"

　　Originally, Monet looked at Madara with a look of contempt and disdain in his eyes. Sure enough, even if he inherited the wooden dungeon from the pillars, his stamina and courage were too far from the pillars.

　　Seemingly regretting her decision to come here today, Madara shook her head gently and turned her head to continue to look at the scenery.

　　At this time, he had no interest in the descendants of the Qianshou family.

　　Despised?

　　Although the person who despised him is one of the few bosses in this world, the taste of being despised...

　　Slip your paralysis!

　　I want to see what you are going to do!

　　In an instant, Monet's special title began to play havoc.

　　Driven by the two wonderful titles of the holy pretender and why you are so good, Monet walked forward proudly.

　　On coercion?

　　I'm sorry, you can't pretend to be my grandfather, and you can't even pretend to be me.

　　In the pretending world, he really had never been afraid of anyone.

　　Kicking away the gravel blocking the road, Monet stood next to Uchiha Madara very naturally and gave him a disgusting glance.

　　Looking at Madara, he glanced at himself.

　　Seemingly dissatisfied with his height, Monet brought a few stones to his feet and jumped up.

　　Sure enough, this is much more comfortable, and he still likes the feeling of being looked down upon in the end.

　　Madara didn't start to meet, so Monet's heart has been relieved a lot now. If the calm old man next to you wants to kill you, he will never force you to force a word.

　　".々You are completely different from your grandfather."

　　After a long time, the calm atmosphere was broken, Uchiha Madara said lightly.

　　"Indeed, my grandfather is not as good as me, but do you know my grandfather? Which grandfather?"

　　Monet's voice was a lot louder, not because of anything else, he also thought about it.

　　If Madara really wants to kill him unless he is, even if he uses the Flying Thunder God to run away, it won't help, and the monk can't run away from the temple.

　　Now he is Konoha's third Hokage. The most important thing he sees in Madara's eyes is naked disregard, which means that he doesn't even have the desire to do it now.

　　……

　　First delivered.

　　Ask for flowers! .

Chapter [-] Show me your eyes! (Second more)

　　The so-called strong person is standing on the top of the mountain overlooking all living beings.

　　And the feeling is addicting.

　　So on the cliff, one old and one young stood like this for a whole day, until the sun went down and the full moon rose...

　　All day, they just stared at the scenery without talking.

　　Gollum~

　　There was a squeeze of the stomach and stomach, and some kind of sound that destroyed the atmosphere came.

　　Monet swallowed.

　　"Old man, aren't you hungry?"

　　Madara's calm expression remained unmoved, no different from the dead man's appearance before.

　　"Okay, you are awesome, I'm hungry."

　　So far, the masters have tried their best. After competing with Ma Da La for a day of endurance, Monet himself felt so bored. After a day, he just stood there without saying anything.

　　Don't you take into account the feelings of the young master?

　　The feeling and pressure of standing side by side with someone like Madara is unbearable.

　　Monet wasn't worried that Madara suddenly grabbed his neck and gave him two mouths, but the invisible depressing atmosphere was ruining his mood.

　　Flying Thunder God launches.

　230 A chubby innocent hare passing by fell into his hands, peeled the skin, made a fire and sprinkled seasonings in one go.

　　Sitting on the ground waiting for the barbecue, Monet looked at Madara.

　　There are not many people in the entire Hokage world that he can admire. At first, he didn't even like the second grandfather, but after getting along, he found out what kind of person his second grandfather was. That kind of Hokage deserves admiration from anyone.

　　The second master is one, and Madara is also worthy of admiration. No matter what he does, he still strives for the so-called peace in his heart, until death.

　　The people of the second dimension are easy to move, and the unyielding energy from Banban is indeed admirable.

　　As for the prince and the second pillar.

　　It's not that Monet has any opinion on these two people. In the original book, these two people fell in love with each other and gave them a lot of moving, but careful analysis is a bit reluctant. It is nothing more than the product of the protagonist's halo.

　　The character is very distinct and prominent enough, but Monet doesn't know why he just can't appreciate it.

　　On the contrary, it is Mr.

　　This is Mr. Ban in the true sense. He is the same generation as his grandfather, Qianshou Zhujian. He used to be a good friend, and there is nothing wrong with calling Mr. Ban.

　　"Come and have something to eat?"

　　While thinking about it, the rabbit meat was already cooked, and the strong fragrance made Monet tear off the meat from the rabbit's thigh with his index finger and stuff it into his mouth, and then shouted arrogantly to Banban's back.

　　It was obvious that the back was trembling slightly, Monet smiled slightly, and absorbed the nutrients of the outsider golem all day long in the ground. It is estimated that Madara had already forgotten what meat tastes like.

　　Funny kid.

　　Madara turned around and looked directly at Monet for the first time. It was three or four similar to Hasuma when he was a child, but it was slightly more pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it.

　　And Hashirama is not as mature as this kid.

　　Walking to the fire, Madara grabbed the rabbit's leg and took a bite.

　　The taste is good, but I always feel that there is something missing.

　　"Give."

　　I don't know where to find two bottles of sake, Monet threw the big one and started to blow it.

　　Under the moon, bonfires, mountain streams...

　　In such an atmosphere, two people in a certain year for the first time actually began to drink and eat meat against each other.

　　Not even Monet himself believed that he and Madara would meet in this way.

　　I once thought that it would be an undead enemy in the future, and I also thought that when Madara led the reincarnated army to start the war, and then looked at him from the air.

　　But this kind of quiet (bdab) drinking and eating meat together... am I not dreaming?

　　Monet, who felt a little unreal, swallowed the rabbit meat and gave him a slap in the face. Not only did Madame Ban frown, but did the grandsons of Hashiyama inherit his character?

　　The meal of barbecue was very dull, Monet couldn't figure out what Madam was thinking, Madara just sat there and didn't speak, occasionally showing a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.

　　Are you missing your grandpa?