Big Brother's Fishing Journey

Uchiha Sasuke's words, although he had a curse mark on him, were still too immature.

Can't compare to his brother at all...

And he didn't make up his mind completely, the determination to abandon them together for revenge.

But before I hinted to him that I knew the truth about the extermination of the Uchiha clan, and then some stimulation, the child would come to him by himself.

I have done a lot of things like abducting children by myself.

But don't rush, you have to take your time.

There is also the child of Minato, who has also met in the death forest before.

His appearance is just like his father's, but his personality is just like his mother's.

rough and rough...

But he could already use Nine-Tails' Chakra, which surprised him a little.

But when Orochimaru was distracted, the battle situation in front of him suddenly changed.

His teacher separated two shadow clones and accurately captured the two former Hokages hidden in the illusion.

A translucent ghost hand covered with black runes protruded from its abdomen, grabbing out the souls of the two Hokages.

seal...

Orochimaru looked behind Sarutobi, the ghost in white with a dagger in his mouth.

After the ghost figure met the sight of Orochimaru looking over, it was instantly stunned!

I don't want your old guy's soul anymore, let me go back quickly!

When harvesting souls, what should I do if I find that the harvesting target is my boss?

Wait online, hurry!

But the God of Reaper, who wanted to strike and run away, heard the words of the adult in his ear.

I had no choice but to continue to stay with a face of shrinking.

Um, did "Actor's Self-cultivation" mention what to do in this situation?

On the other side, the first and second generations whose souls were pulled out gradually separated layers of dust from their bodies, revealing the objects inside.

Those are two wooden puppets.

"It's not using living people as sacrifices?!" Sarutobi showed a surprised expression.

The essence of reincarnation in the dirty soil is a special kind of psychic art.

Ordinary spiritism uses blood, but to summon the spirit body of the dead in the reincarnation of the unclean earth, it should have to use a living person as a sacrifice to summon it.

"Well, because I have already improved this ninjutsu."

For ordinary people, the most troublesome part of summoning the soul from the underworld is not a problem at all in front of the current Orochimaru.

"As expected of you who are obsessed with ninjutsu, at first I thought you would sacrifice the lives of your subordinates like before..." Sandai sighed.

After leaving Konoha for so many years, this disciple of himself is not stagnant.

"They believe in me and follow me, so I will naturally be responsible for their lives." Orochimaru said with a chuckle.

"It's really not like what you said..." The third generation was a little confused, and his disciple's personality changed a bit...

But for him who launched the Konoha collapse plan, it is impossible for the third generation to keep him!

Hiru Sarutobi stepped forward and grabbed his disciple's shoulders.

A ghost hand stretched out from Sarutobi Hirizhan's abdomen, inserted into Orochimaru's abdomen, and grabbed a phantom.

"Is the ghoul sealed off?" Orochimaru, who loves ninjutsu, has naturally heard of this ninjutsu.

Orochimaru looked up again at the Grim Reaper behind his teacher.

Act well, you know?

Mmmmmmm! (nodding wildly)

"This is the sealing technique used by the hero who saved the village." Now that he knows this ninjutsu and its effects, why does his disciple remain so calm.

"Now you too will die under this ninjutsu!"

"Did Nine-Tails' ninjutsu be sealed back then?" Orochimaru showed disdain.

"But the hero you speak of, his heirs seem to be treated very badly~" Orochimaru said with a sneer.

"Is this how Konoha treats heroes?"

"Answer me, Sarutobi-sensei~"

"..." Three generations couldn't refute this heartbreaking words.

He was really sorry for Minato and Xin Jiunai.

But he couldn't just let his dangerous disciple leave like this.

Ghoul Sealing continues to perform.

But it didn't go very well.

"I have studied the ninjutsu of ghoul sealing. Whether the god of death can drag out the soul of the sealed person is related to the soul strength and will of both parties."

"The first generation and the second generation were sealed by you voluntarily, so you sealed it so smoothly."

But if the sealed person strongly resists, the difficulty of sealing will increase exponentially.

The two sides are so stalemate.

"Teacher, you should know the subject I was researching before I left Konoha, right?" Orochimaru asked suddenly.

"The technique of reincarnation, or immortality..." The third generation's eyes narrowed slightly.

If Orochimaru hadn't gone too far in the human experiment, the position of the fourth Hokage might have fallen on his head...

"I have completed that technique~"

"What?!" Surprised, Orochimaru's soul that was dragged out retracted a little.

"It's a pity that the side effects are too great. The reincarnated body does not match the soul to some extent. In addition, the soul of the original owner of the body remains, but it will make your soul impure."

"Therefore, I began to concentrate on the research of the soul, such as how to survive the loss of the body and only rely on the soul."

"Mr. Sarutobi, you chose the wrong technique to deal with me~" The soul caught by the hand of death began to struggle.

'no!If this continues, he will break free! '

Shocked, San Dai made a quick decision, let out a roar, and dragged out the retracted soul again.

"Since I can't die with you, then I will take away all the ninjutsu you have learned!"

The Shinigami behind Sarutobi removed the rib cage dangling from his mouth, and swung it down towards the soul whose palm and forearm were dragged out.

"My hand..." Purple, as stiff as a corpse, spread across his arm.

Orochimaru's hand hangs down feebly.

"In this way, your hands won't be able to be used, and you won't be able to form seals. You won't be able to perform ninjutsu anymore." The third generation who said this fell back with a serene smile on his face.

In the next moment, his soul will be taken away and swallowed by the god of death, and he will never be reborn forever.

Orochimaru, who lowered his head and seemed unable to accept the current situation, raised his head again.

There was still nothing in his eyes, as if the loss of his hands had no effect on him at all.

"Let my teacher go to sleep quietly like this, and don't let anyone disturb him."

The god of death floated in front of Orochimaru, bowed his head respectfully, holding two broken arms and wanted to hand them to Orochimaru.

If the third generation saw this scene, his jaw would drop, but unfortunately he couldn't see it anymore.

"Arms?" Orochimaru didn't bother to look at the pair of arms.

"That's just a refined soul block, and I'll give you as a reward for acting with me." Orochimaru waved his hand calmly to make Shinigami retreat.

How could his real soul be dragged out by a little god of death?

At this time, the purple formation of four flames that blocked this space began to dissipate, and Anbu who was guarding around was about to swarm up and take down Orochimaru, who was unable to perform ninjutsu at this time.

But Otonin brought by Orochimaru appeared out of nowhere.

"Master Orochimaru!" The white-haired young man came to Orochimaru's side, seeing the pair of purple-black stiff hands, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"My lord, your hand..."

"It's just a small problem, now prepare to retreat back to Yinnin Village." Orochimaru said calmly across the youth.

ps: Seven days a week, there are a total of four chapters of the main text, two chapters of Peerless Extra, and one chapter of Uncle Snake Extra.

um, perfect~

Chapter 579 3 Jiraiya

Konoha, in front of the Martyrs Monument.

The sky was gloomy, and the dense rain was pouring down.

Kakashi stood quietly in front of the martyr's monument.

Come to see his sacrificed friend, the original owner of his left eye Sharingan.

Uchiha Obito.

Every time he was late, he actually came here.

Every time I look at this stele of martyrs, I keep scolding myself for being too clumsy...

And it's been standing there since early in the morning...

Three generations of funerals will begin soon.

For such an important matter, we can't be late this time...

The rain is still falling, as if lamenting and crying for the three generations and others who died in this incident...