Syndication: I was a ninja in the Yokai era

Chapter 60: Pupil Technique [Supreme Heaven].

Ninja.

Thanks to the appearance of the manga Naruto, this has become a profession that is well known to most people. But in fact, it is precisely because it is well known that there are many misunderstandings.

Let’s say, “shadow”.

Even in the world of [Naruto], there is no concept of “shadow level” at all. It was just an honorary title that symbolized the village chief.

Kami Shinobu is the top of a ninja.

From a practical point of view, the three levels of lower tolerance, middle patience, and upper patience represent different functions. I won’t say anything about it.

No matter where it is, it is standard cannon fodder, and there is no need to use brains at all. You just need to follow the command and rush forward with your head down.

But Naka Shinobu is different.

Becoming a Zhongnin means having a certain tactical execution ability, which can formulate temporary tactics according to different situations and complete the tasks shouldered by the body.

Therefore, if you want to become a Zhongnin, you must not only have the courage to lead the charge, but also have the power to solve the situation.

“Courage, strength.”

“Maybe that’s the meaning of the two trials before.”

Nanxing, who finally realized the key problem, thought of it later.

“Then what kind of trials does 260 need to go through if he wants to become a superior ninja?”

“Wisdom?”

Nan Xing silently guessed in his heart. Kami Shinobi is the highest level of ninja. They are also real decision makers.

They need to develop a strategy according to the situation and arrange for the strategy to be distributed to the captains of each squad. And this is a complete set of upper patience and one middle endurance and one endurance operation system.

“But even if I become a shinobi, so what?”

“Can I find other ninjas to help me on my mission?”

Thinking of this, Nanxing felt a little funny again.

It turns out that in this era of dancing demons, the so-called “strategy” seems redundant. And compared to the so-called scheme, the current South Star also prefers to suppress the enemy through absolute strength. It was just like the flame giant sword that seemed to burn the world away.

Nanxing believed that there should be no ghost tricks that could block the power that destroyed the world and the earth. It’s just that speaking of the flame giant sword just now, and the Susanoo who holds the flame giant sword. In Nan Xing’s heart, a wonderful feeling suddenly arose.

【Supreme Heaven】.

He also didn’t know why this skill, derived from the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye, was called this way. Even, even now, Nanxing didn’t know what [Supreme Heaven] meant.

But the moment the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye opens. The name appeared in Nanxing’s mind, as well as the general ability of this pupil technique.

“Dominion.”

“Bring together different forces, different souls, so that they temporarily become a real whole.”

“This red mark… So is it a symbol of the connection between me and my sister Hong? ”

Kaleidoscope writing wheel eye. The pupil of the soul.

Its ability is a true portrayal of the subconscious mind deep in the heart.

In fact, even the current Nanxing no longer remembers what he was thinking at that time.

After all, the situation was so chaotic that he could only concentrate and do the only thing he could. But now, the emergence of this ability has given Nanxing a wake-up call.

“We, the mind is one.”

In the context of the time, there was actually nothing too wrong with this sentence. But now, roughly recall.

“Whoops!”

Don’t say it’s Fujiwara-mei red. Nanxing himself couldn’t help but shiver.

“Sister red her… And what will you think of me? ”

Nanxing thought so, secretly turned his head and glanced at Fujiwara Meihong. But he found that Fujiwara Meihong’s eyes were also looking at him.

“Hmph!”

After noticing Nanxing’s gaze, Fujiwara Meihong instantly tilted her head and showed the appearance of looking around at the scenery.

But her squinting gaze betrayed her true mood. She seems… Really care?

……

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

And after a careful analysis, Nanxing found helplessly that this embarrassment was inevitable.

“The reconciliation just now is not just a fusion of forces.”

“It’s a synchronisation of the soul.”

How to say it.

If you have to explain, the Susanoo who fought with the giant tanuki monster just now is actually not someone from Nanxing or Fujiwara Meihong at all.

Nor is it Nanxing + Fujiwara Meihong.

It is a new existence born after the consciousness of Nanxing and Fujiwara Meihong’s consciousness are fused. Probably equivalent to Vegeta or Gogeta in Dragon Ball.

“This is the new power that comes from the union of the two.”

“And in the process of union, the souls of both parties are revealed to each other. Hearts and minds, honesty and honesty, there are no secrets at all. ”

–If you think about it, this is simply a more embarrassing thing than peeking at Fujiwara’s body. Therefore, Fujiwara Meihong, who was embarrassed and angry, could not be excessive no matter what kind of reaction she made.

At the same time, Nanxing was actually ready to meet Fujiwara’s sister’s red anger. However, it was surprising.

“Hey, why are you looking at me like that?”

“You don’t still want me to be responsible, do you?”

Although Fujiwara Meihong’s attitude is indeed very bad. But it was not as irritable as Nanxing imagined. Even, if it is from the perspective of Ibuki Chuka.

Fujiwara Meihong’s “bad” attitude is also pretended. It was a disguise she made to hide her inner panic.

“Isn’t it just that I looked at the soul, what’s the big deal.”

“Do you still look at my body less? I didn’t say anything! ”

“Manly husband, show some courage.”

“Don’t be a mother-in-law, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.”

Fujiwara Mei Hong patted Nanxing’s shoulder, and her face showed a boldness that her gender should not have. Then, she stretched out her hand again and asked for a jug of wine from Ibuki Chuika on the side.

–She was the first to dare to ask for wine from the alcoholic-addicted Ibuki Chuxiang.

And what is even more interesting is that in the face of Fujiwara Meihong, who is even more grandpa than the pure masters, Ibuki Chuika really handed her the wine gourd in her hand.

“Ton, t, t, t–”

High concentration of alcohol, burning the mouth and throat.

Fujiwara Meihong had never drunk such a bad drink, so much so that she choked her tears.

“Cool!”