Red sand dust

As for how to cultivate the Wind Release Chakra Mode, and even integrate more of his own information into the chakra carrier to create a deeper inheritance foundation, Daimaru has no specific plan yet, but at least he knows the direction and is no longer as clueless as before. He only knew how to stupidly work hard to improve the power of ninjutsu.

After waiting for a while, after the vitality provided by Bai Zetsu in his body healed his injuries, Daimaru stopped practicing and then admired the mountain scenery without any distractions.

After realizing that Daimaru had finished his training, Kobayashi, who had been playing the wooden ocarina for a long time and walked around the area, came to Daimaru.

"Father, are you going back?"

"Not urgent……"

Daimaru picked him up with a smile, placed him on his broad shoulders and sat down, patting his back gently.

"How did you learn to play?"

"The teacher Yakumo sister hired for me played really well, and I learned very quickly!"

"Yeah! I heard it. The white-haired old man just praised you for playing well!"

"Really?"

Xiao Baimu showed a hint of embarrassment,

"I made several mistakes!"

“It’s pretty good for beginners to have this level!”

Daimaru comforted softly.

In addition to the familiar famous songs he heard in his previous life, Daimaru is not good at music. Miss Saya probably knows a little bit, but I have never heard of her having similar interests, so she is probably not proficient in it.

Xiao Baimu was born with precocious intelligence and huge mental strength, which made her very talented in imitation learning.

"The teacher also said that I work hard and learn quickly, but..."

Xiao Baimu asked with some doubts,

"Father, I can barely play the music you taught me now, but I don't quite understand it..."

"Huh? Is there something you don't understand that even the music teacher can't answer?"

"I think it's better to ask Father first..."

The little feet wearing pink boots drove the calves to swing briskly in front of Daimaru's chest. He held the handle of the umbrella with both hands and asked in a low voice:

"I am familiar with every note of this song "Original Scenery of My Hometown", but when I play it together, I can't understand the artistic conception of melting winter snow, gurgling water, bright spring scenery, and blooming mountain flowers! Although I also feel that this This song is very nice, but I don’t quite understand how everyone feels intoxicated and even applauded! I don’t even understand why it’s called “Original Scenery of My Hometown”! Father, am I a little abnormal?”

"So this is ah!"

After hearing the little guy's doubts, Daimaru thought for a moment, understood something, and then answered calmly,

"It's not your fault, it's because your father and mother don't have any musical talent!"

"is that so?"

"Believe me, I won't lie to you! When you learn more in the future, you will definitely understand, and you will be better than your father and mother. When the time comes, I will trouble you to teach us two..."

"Oh well!"

The little guy seemed to be persuaded. He happily took out a small piece of flannel, wiped the wooden ocarina clean carefully, and carefully put it in the small pocket at his waist.

Seeing this, Daimaru couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

The new artificial elves have the talent, common sense and thinking ability of Daimaru and Saya-san, but after all, they were born only a short time ago, and they still have big flaws in perceptual and abstract thinking because they have not yet formed their own world view. , so in terms of art appreciation, there is almost a blank.

Just like there is a cat in front of her, Xiao Baimu knows it. If she draws a lifelike cat on the paper, she can also recognize that it is a cat.

But if a "match cat" is drawn with a few lines, the little one may not be able to extract the image features and determine that it is a cat.

After all, Xiao Baimu was only born less than a month ago. Even if she appears to be smarter, she is still just a child, even if her abilities appear to be so outstanding.

This is also the reason why Daimaru carefully selects his contractors. Although the little guy's mind is not completely blank, there is quite a lot of blank space. If it is stained with an incongruous "color", it will be difficult to correct.

After helping Xiao Kashiwagi tidy up his clothes that were a little messy from playing, Daimaru said softly:

"Whether it's playing the ocarina or music, as long as you like it! In the final analysis, this is just a highly subjective art, and it is difficult to have an absolutely unified standard. As long as it sounds good and you can feel the beauty in it, feel free to be bold Just put it into practice and don’t care too much about other people’s opinions! My little Cypress is a good boy, it’s not surprising at all..."

"Really? That's great!"

"Of course! In fact, I don't really understand those inexplicable music appreciation..."

Daimaru whispered,

"I just nodded in agreement with the compliments from the audience, and I didn't agree with them at all! In fact, it's not that troublesome, as long as I find it pleasant, it's enough..."

"Father, you are so cunning. I thought you really knew a lot. You came up with such a beautiful piece of music. It turns out you are really an amateur!"

"That's why you have to work hard, learn it as soon as possible, teach me as soon as possible, and don't reveal your secret!"

"I know, I will keep it a secret!"

The little guy turned the parasol proudly, and then chattered in Daimaru's ear about the trivial things that happened with Miss Yakumo and the two invited teachers in the past few days.

…

In Sunagakure Village, Gaara was having a serious meeting with several elders.

The issues in this discussion were so serious that even Fuyi, who had barely met the Kazekage Fifth Generation, showed up.

"Such a dangerous thing is absolutely not allowed!"

Maki was the first to express clear opposition to the "Tailed Beast Extraction Plan" prepared by Gaara and Daimaru.

"For so many years in the ninja world, none of the Jinchūriki who have been separated from the tailed beasts can survive. I don't think we can do such a thing with the foundation of our village!"

Sasami rubbed his somewhat dry eyes and patiently advised:

"There were rumors before, and I thought they were just rumors. I didn't expect that you actually had such a plan! Think about the innocent people who died because the seal was out of control many years ago. Our village can no longer bear such losses. Got it!"

Fuyi, who frowned, quietly watched several people arguing. Unfortunately, Gaara remained indifferent. Faced with the pressure of several people, he had no intention of compromising.

"The threat from the 'Akatsuki' organization is real, and I think Daimaru's plan is very feasible. If possible, we can formally start the discussion when he comes back from Naruto Village. Before this year's Chunin Examination, we must reach a conclusion A concrete action plan!”