Konoha: From meeting Kaguya Otsutsuki

The brown hair swept across someone's body, and Mei Terumi took the initiative to bear the fist hitting herself, and then instantly moved away.

Her stomach was churning, as if something was about to be vomited out at any time. A pale look flashed across Terumi Mei's face. She murmured, "It seems that their strength has increased a lot."

"But how can we use a person who can't distinguish between friend and foe?"

She looked back and saw that the three people were already fighting.

The way they fight is like the beasts in the Colosseum.

He used his hands and feet together, and didn't even put down his sharp teeth.

Screams were accompanied by roars, and everything seemed to have returned to the most primitive battlefield.

Even though those people were clearly not strong enough to threaten her, Mei Terumi felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.

In a sense, they are actually dead, without reason or thoughts.

"Lady Terumi Mei, are you okay?" a ninja appeared beside her and asked.

Mei Terumi shook her head. "Let's find a separate place and lock them up separately."

"Yes."

She couldn't be sure whether this was a successful practice of the magic or a failure.

What those people demonstrated was a pure increase in strength.

After listening to Mei Terumi's report, Master Yuan opened the Toad Version of the Immortal Art Training Manual and read it over and over again, but still couldn't find the answer.

After a long silence, he asked, "What level have those people's strengths been raised to? Can they only increase their strength but not use ninjutsu?"

Mei Terumi replied, "They have already lost their humanity and thinking, and probably have long forgotten their original things. As for how much their strength has improved, those people were only Chunins originally, and they are still Chunins now. There has not been a qualitative leap."

"However, their fighting style is often to cause harm to the enemy without regard for the consequences. In a real fight, a ninja at the chunin level may not be able to suppress them."

Hearing this, Master Yuan was slightly disappointed. "Out of 12 people, only three are still alive. The success rate is average, and the results obtained with the lives of many people are only this low."

In his opinion, those crazy people were actually similar to the original Hyuga clan.

They are all just keen on fighting.

As for their lack of thoughts, that doesn’t matter at all. When needed, they can be thrown into the battlefield, and there is no need to care about their life or death.

However, its strength is average and not very useful.

Master Yuan thought again, if they were too strong, they might pose a threat to the village again.

Like a tailed beast without restraints.

Although the results were rather shocking, Master Yuan still planned to continue the experiment.

Before we understand the benefits and disadvantages of this practice method, we cannot let our own people take risks.

Even if there are a few crazy guys, it can be considered a pleasant surprise.

According to Minato Namikaze, he also practiced fairy arts, but he did not lose control like these people!

What went wrong, or was he hiding something?

While the Master was deep in thought, Terumi Mei made her own request, "Master, I would like to be transferred to the patrol team outside the village."

"Do you want to understand the structure of each department?" Master Yuan looked at her in surprise.

"Yes." Mei Terumi nodded without blushing or beating her heart.

What she is thinking about now is how to contact Hinata Yangxi.

She felt that if that person had such great ambitions, he should have secretly arranged some spies.

It may not be very convenient inside the village, but there will be fewer restrictions outside the village, and you don’t have to worry about being suspected by people in the village.

Hearing her say this, Master Yuan didn't have much doubt and quickly agreed.

This job actually involves several teams of ninjas patrolling a fixed area at different times.

During her time on the job, Mei Terumi would occasionally go AWOL, leave the village, and wander around.

Because she is so highly regarded now, other ninjas can only turn a blind eye.

And so, another month passed.

"Don't we have any tacit understanding?" Looking towards the outside of the village, Mei Terumi murmured and sighed again.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Suddenly, a voice came into her mind.

"You finally realized it?" Mei Terumi responded sarcastically.

Yang Xi chuckled, "If you have anything to talk about, just say it."

White Zetsu cannot escape from the ground of the Hidden Mist Village, but there are always a few of them staying outside the village.

Originally they didn't think much of it, but Mei Terumi would hang around outside the Hidden Mist Village from time to time, which aroused suspicion, so they simply reported the situation to Yang Xi.

"I want to ask you, what is your version of the complete fairy technique?"

Mei Terumi told him about Minato's distribution of senjutsu training methods and the experiments he was conducting within the Hidden Mist Village.

"The beast lost his mind, and he turned into a stone statue... That situation doesn't seem like magic at all."

"Actually, this is related to the place where you practice. Have you heard of the three holy places? It would be better if you were in those places." Yang Xi said.

Mei Terumi was a little unconvinced, "Is it true? Forget it. Tell me the cultivation method of the version you have first. I want to compare it with you."

"You tell the news of the three holy places..." After hesitating for a moment, Yang Xi continued: "Forget it, you record the Toad's version of the immortal technique training method and throw it to the White Zetsu outside the village. As for the things you mentioned, I will ask them to give you a copy after Konoha has sorted it out."

When he spoke, he became silent and seemed to have left.

"Hey hey hey, you haven't told me how we should contact each other in the future?" Mei Terumi shouted anxiously in her heart.

"I will come to see you every week." After saying this, Yang Xi's consciousness completely left her body.

……

"Do you want to know the secret of how Hashirama Senju, Minato Namikaze, and the three ninjas Jiraiya became stronger?"

“It’s all in this book.”

"The reason why Hashirama Senju was able to defeat Uchiha Madara was mainly because he knew fairy techniques."

"Senjutsu is a more powerful force than ninjutsu."

This is an underground black market in the Fire Nation, also known as an underground bounty house. In addition to conducting bounty business, it also conducts some shady transactions.

Underground black markets are often located in places beyond ordinary people's imagination.

For example, the bounty house that Yang Xi is now in is built in the basement of a public toilet.

The people who appear here usually don't want their true identities to be known.

Yang Xi also put on some disguise. Smelling the disgusting stench, he placed the Toad Magic Training Manual on the trading table and gave a simple and quick yet somewhat exaggerated description.

The person in charge obviously would not be fooled so easily. He was not even willing to open it and looked at it. He smiled and said, "Sir, are you sure this is not a scam?"

"Of course not. Do the three holy places know about it? Does Myoboku Mountain know about it? Does the Great Toad Sage know about it? This is what was spread from Myoboku Mountain. I stole it from the Sand Village with great difficulty..."

As he spoke, Yang Xi deliberately covered his mouth and coughed, stopping what he was about to say.

There were several bounty hunters nearby who were selecting bounty missions and they immediately turned their attention over.

They didn't know anything about the three holy places, but they still heard some key information.

Things stolen from the Sand Village?

He is still safe and sound, this guy is quite amazing.

Or maybe he is actually a ninja from the Sand Village.

"The Sand Village is really in trouble..." someone whispered with a look of contempt.

The person in charge immediately pulled Yang Xi in a few points and asked in a low voice, "If it's really as magical as you said, why do you want to sell it?"

Yang Xi sighed and said, "I originally planned to practice it myself, but then I found out that this thing has very high requirements, so I can only change another way to get what I want."

After that, he held up three fingers and said, "You guys decide the price. No matter how much you sell, I only want 30%."

"The key is, does anyone believe it?" The person in charge was still a little hesitant.

"If they want to become stronger, people will believe them."

After saying this, Yang Xi's voice became a little higher, with a lot of enthusiasm, "Do you want to know all the secrets of the immortal arts? If you want, you can find them all, go find them!"

"Myoboku Mountain, Wet Bone Forest, and Ryuchi Cave, those places are the birthplaces of immortal arts."

"Even the God of the Ninja World, Hashirama Senju, once stayed there in order to become stronger."

After hearing these words, many bounty hunters who stopped to observe couldn't help but become excited.

After Yang Xi left, someone walked to the trading desk.

"What did that person just say? Can you sell me a copy?"

The person in charge who was reading the text immediately smiled, thought for a moment, and said, "Two thousand taels, we will not be responsible if you sell it, and it has nothing to do with us once you leave here, no refunds or exchanges."

"Okay." The man agreed without thinking.

Because the photocopying had not started yet, the person in charge of the bounty office asked someone to make a copy for him.

The man treated it like a treasure, put it in his arms, looked warily at the people around who were paying attention to the place, and left carefully.

"Could it be a trust?"

Even with this in mind, the bounty hunters who remained here still felt the desire to buy.

After all, it's only two thousand taels, so I won't feel bad about spending it.

Two thousand taels to buy hope, it’s worth it.

"Give me one..." someone shouted and walked over.

"I want one too!" another person rushed over.

The person in charge sighed deliberately, then happily started transcribing again.

The joy of collecting money can outweigh the fatigue of being weak-handed.

Outside the public toilet, Yang Xi did not leave immediately.

He stood under a big tree, looking in the direction of the public toilet exit.

Among those who showed up, some were carefree, while others were nervous, as if they were on guard against everything around them, protecting something precious.

Yang Xi's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said in a certain direction: "Bai Zetsu, it's up to you from now on."

One hundred thousand White Zetsu and one hundred thousand navy troops, as long as you are careful, it will be enough to stir up public opinion.

The reason why Senju Hashirama is stronger than Uchiha Madara is because of the fairy technique...

The reason why Minato Namikaze could become Hokage but Orochimaru couldn't was because he knew senjutsu...

Jiraiya was able to join the Three Ninjas because he knew senjutsu...

If you want to know more, go to the three holy places...

These words were spread as rumors in most parts of the ninja world except for the Land of Rain, Iwagakure, Sand Village, and the Hidden Mist Village.

Some people found it ridiculous, while others couldn't help but become curious.

"What exactly is immortal magic?"

"You don't even know this. Senjutsu is something more powerful than Ninjutsu."

"what?"

"As long as you learn it, you can become a strong person."

"Really? Can I learn it?"

"Tsk, do you have chakra? You're not even a ninja, and you can't even do something so simple, and you dare to think of something more powerful? You can't even understand it."

"Have you seen it?"

On a street corner in an unknown small village, two men were talking, one of them had a look of disdain on his face, and the other had a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Hey, have you ever seen it?"

The people standing there shouted and could only watch the person they had just talked to walk away.

When they arrived at a deserted place, the man who had a look of disdain on his face just now had all the color on his body faded away, and his skin turned as white as paint.