In the original book, after learning about Hashirama's identity, Madara directly denied the two people's previous ideals.

Madara was silent, watching Lu Chuan throwing firewood into the bonfire, thinking about the days spent with Zhujian and Lu Chuan in his heart.

Yes, isn't my purpose from the beginning just to end the dispute and stop the hatred from spreading to the next generation?

Be honest with your enemies...

Madara chewed this passage carefully, and he was already sure that Lu Chuan absolutely knew that he was a member of the Uchiha clan.

Thinking about it, Madara raised his head, and he looked at Lu Chuan, his eyes had gradually become firm, without the casual feeling just now:

"So, how can we persuade Senju and Uchiha to let go of their hatred and let them join our village?"

Lu Chuan supported his knees and stood up. He moved his stiff spine, stretched his waist, then looked up at the pendulum star in the sky, and said:

"I hope that I can persuade the patriarchs of the two clans, or hope that the next patriarch will be more enlightened."

If none of these work in the end, then I will have to use illusions that I don't want to use.

Lu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly thought this way, picked up the bamboo sword beside him, and waved it a few times indiscriminately:

"These are things that will happen after we become stronger in the future. The first task now is to strengthen ourselves!"

Lu Chuan turned his head, looked at Madara who was still sitting on the ground, bent down and pulled Madara up, and gave him the bamboo sword weaved in his hand:

"Come on, today I will teach you how to replace ninjutsu seals with sword moves."

Madara was forced to stand up, his eyes were dazed, still immersed in Lu Chuan's words just now.

What do you mean by pinning your hopes on the patriarchs of the two clans? Do you want me to persuade my father?

Or the next patriarch...

Madara looked at the bamboo sword stuffed by Lu Chuan, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly raised his head to look at Lu Chuan.

It was only when Madara gripped the bamboo sword tightly that he realized something was wrong. He quickly looked at the moon in the sky, and asked Lu Chuan anxiously:

"What about Hashirama? Are we not waiting for Hashirama tonight?"

Lu Chuan stood opposite Madara, distanced himself from him, and after setting up his posture, fixed his eyes on Madara's bamboo sword, and replied slowly:

"I'm afraid Zhu Jian won't be able to come out today, so I'll fight you in his place tonight."

Madara didn't care about the news that Hashirama couldn't come out, he grinned:

"Right on my mind!"

Chapter 90 - The Third Day of Hashirama's Absence, Missing Him

three days later.

This is the third day of Hashirama's absence.

noon.

Today's sun is very dazzling.

Madara held a heavy bamboo sword soaked in water in both hands, and stood beside the stream, with his legs spread apart and waving non-stop.

Beads of sweat rolled down his face and dripped onto the hot pebbles in the sun, making a "呲!" sound.

Madara tried to maintain a well-proportioned breathing, while constantly waving the bamboo sword, exercising the strength of his arms, and asked Lu Chuan who was sitting in the shade:

"Hey! Lu Chuan! What happened to Zhu Jian?"

Three days ago, Madara was still trying to break through Lu Chuan's training method, he wanted to exercise as he wanted.

This mentality was used by Lu Chuan as Madara's training partner, and after Madara was hanged and beaten severely, Madara completely gave up this idea.

He is currently exercising himself honestly according to Lu Chuan's training plan.

Lu Chuan leaned against a rock under the shade of a tree. He raised his head, and after hearing Madara's question, he didn't answer him directly.

This is the third time Madara asked him this question today.

Well, I asked a total of eight times yesterday and the day before yesterday.

Lu Chuan looked at the direction of the sun through the leaves above his head, estimated the time slightly in his heart, turned his head and shouted to Zhuo Madara:

"Okay! Now run around the river bank, remember three steps and one call! Control the rhythm of Chakra!"

After hearing Lu Chuan's shout, Madara put down the heavy bamboo sword in his hand, panted for a while with his hips crossed, and turned his head to look at Lu Chuan who was facing the sky.

Knowing that the other party didn't answer what he meant, Madara began to run along the river bank at a high speed after resting on the spot for a while.

Lu Chuan quietly glanced at the back of Madara running away, his legs were wrapped around chakras that were almost visible to the naked eye.

It's not that Lu Chuan didn't want to tell Banzhujian what happened, but he told him that he might not be able to accept the fact that Zhujian came from Qianshou.

And his wooden avatar has been lurking in the Qianshou Clan, observing the daily life of Fei Jian and Zhu Jian in the past three days.

Hashirama and Tobima were locked up by the Buddha, and they could only move about in the patriarch's mansion, and their daily training could only be carried out in the courtyard.

As for Fojian, several people were sent to search for it along the marks left by the door, but they were all stopped by Lu Chuan's wooden avatar halfway.

They should still be lost in the woods by now.

Uchiha Madara's father, Tajima, also discovered the abnormality of his son, and also sent people out to search.

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