I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

The claim that the Taishan Lord Festival can resurrect the dead is just a folk legend.

"Tsk."

Jiraiya then realized that he had accidentally let the cat out of the bag and smacked his lips.

"Master Jiraiya, please give me some advice."

Uchiha Senmon bowed deeply to Jiraiya, and seeing that Jiraiya was indifferent, he knelt down without hesitation and asked for a seat.

"This Immortal originally admired you very much. How can you kneel down to someone so easily?"

Jiraiya was quick to support Uchiha Senmon's arm and prevent him from falling to his knees.

“This is my lifelong request!”

Uchiha Senmon looked determined and sincere as he lowered his head.

"You are really stubborn. Resurrection of the dead was a taboo in the Age of Gods when the real world had not yet been separated from the other world."

Jiraiya curled his lips, looking somewhat helpless, and after hesitating for a long time, he slowly said:

"You just met the Lord of Mount Tai, how did you feel?"

"Invincible." Uchiha Senmon said immediately.

"anything else?"

Jiraiya seemed dissatisfied with this answer.

Uchiha Senmon pondered for a long time, recalling the scene when the black sun broke out of Rashomon and soared into the sky.

The sun patrols the sky, majestic and domineering.

He killed Ah Fei in one move, so the first impression he gave was naturally that he was strong and invincible.

But after a brief thought, the impression given by the god Taishan Fujun is completely different from all the shadow-level strongmen and even gods encountered so far.

Princess Kaguya and Princess Konohana Sakuyahime are also gods, some are cruel and tyrannical, some are gentle and amiable, but they are all personified gods.

The Lord of Mount Tai is like a celestial body like the sun and the moon. Even if the world undergoes tremendous changes, he still stands indifferently in the sky.

The way of Heaven is constant. It does not exist for the sake of Yao, nor does it perish for the sake of Zhou.

This Chinese sentence flashed through Uchiha Xianmen's mind, and then he carefully considered his words and said:

"God is as powerful as hell."

"You pass."

Jiraiya stroked his chin and said:

"Heaven and earth are impartial, and the gods are wise and watchful. They will not bestow blessings for the sake of enjoying sacrifices, nor will they bring disasters for being disrespectful. How could a god of the highest status like the Lord of Mount Tai bend the law for personal gain just because of a mere human sacrifice?"

“But, Abe Haruaki’s Taizan Fujun Festival is not…” Uchiha Senmon’s heart sank.

"Abe Haruaki is truly a brilliant man. The Taishan Fujun Festival he developed can confuse the heavens and steal a portion of the lifespan of the dying."

The Toad Immortal sneered and said carelessly.

"But to truly revive the dead, even if Abe Haruaki is the most powerful Onmyoji in history, he can never do it."

Uchiha Senmon suddenly felt cold hands and feet, his mood plummeted, and the tiny bit of hope that had risen up before was extinguished in an instant.

Who knew that Jiraiya's next words would take such an unexpected turn.

"Even if Abe Haruaki presided over the Taizan Fujun Festival himself, he could only summon the souls of the dead to the human world and stay temporarily in the offerings prepared beforehand."

Bringing a corpse back to life?

Uchiha Senmon frowned when he heard this.

Is the Taishan Fujun Festival such an evil ritual? But in a way, it can also be said to be a resurrection.

However, if it's just a one-time meeting, it's not unacceptable...

"You kid, you're not really planning to take over the Taishan Palace Lord Festival, are you?"

Jiraiya keenly noticed the subtle change in Uchiha Senmon's expression and immediately warned:

"The basis of the Taishan Lord Ceremony is to exchange one life for another, which is against the harmony of heaven and is also a great blasphemy to the dead."

"Lord Jiraiya, what do you mean by this?" Uchiha Senmon asked immediately.

"After Abe no Haruaki, there were people who wanted to use the Taishan Fujun Festival to call back the souls of their relatives and friends, but most of them ended up playing with fire and getting burned."

Jiraiya laughed coldly, "It would be fine if it was a complete failure, but it is the most terrifying that a half-baked fool who has not learned the skills only succeeded halfway in holding the Taishan Mansion Festival."

He seemed to be recalling something in the depths of his eyes.

"If only a portion of the deceased's three souls and seven spirits are called back, they will turn into evil spirits that do not recognize their relatives and will kill even their closest relatives. They will not be able to become Buddhas until their souls are scattered."

When Uchiha Xianmen heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and then he had a strong sense of déjà vu.

Isn't what Jiraiya-sama is talking about the evil spirit type B that has appeared since the 19th year of the Heisei era?

Evil spirits have no reason, no emotions, and cannot communicate.

The three iron rules of Type B were summarized by Uchiha Senmen based on the details of multiple cases and combined with field investigations.

Are those Type Bs that appeared in Japan unable to attain Buddhahood because their souls are incomplete?

"Master Jiraiya, I am only asking."

Uchiha Senmon said this with a dark look in his eyes, words that even he himself did not believe.

I don’t know if Jiraiya took Uchiha Senmon’s words seriously.

"It would be better this way. But it's hard to persuade someone to die with kind words. I'm telling you all this for the sake of Konohana Kaiyahime. If you want to die, it's none of my business."

Jiraiya curled his lips and said in a bored tone.

"Besides, the Taishan Lord Festival ritual has long been lost. Even if you want to learn it, you can't find it anywhere."

If the Taishanfujun Festival really has such serious disadvantages as Lord Jiraiya said, then it really is a taboo that cannot be touched.

But this is also the last glimmer of hope. Even if it is as tiny as a spider silk in purgatory, he will try his best to fight for it.

Uchiha Senmon thought secretly in his heart.

However, it is incredible that Lord Jiraiya is well versed in the Taishan Fujun Festival, the highest secret art of Yin-Yang Taoism.

It was as if Jiraiya-sama had seen it with his own eyes...

However, it is better not to disclose information about the Taishan Fujun Festival to the Metropolitan Police Department and the government.

The Uchiha Immortal Sect is well aware of the greed and darkness of human nature. Even if they cannot revive through a corpse, being able to prolong their lifespan through the Taishan Lord Festival is an irresistible temptation for many people.

In order to avoid unnecessary ambitions and troubles, one should keep one's mouth shut.

After such a long conversation, Jiraiya seemed a little indifferent to Uchiha Senmon.

He came to the place where Ah Fei fell, shook his head, and had a complicated expression.

Upon seeing this, Uchiha Senmon temporarily put aside his myriad of distracting thoughts and followed behind Jiraiya, looking down at Afei's body.

Ah Fei's mask had fallen off, leaving his left face intact, but his right face was full of horrible wrinkles, disfiguring his appearance.

But judging from the other half of his face, he looked surprisingly young, probably only around twenty years old.

Although the life force had completely left Ah Fei's face, the scarlet Sharingan in his right eye was full of unwillingness and grief.

Uchiha Senmon had mixed feelings towards this Uchiha who also possessed the Sharingan, and the emotions were difficult to describe.

There are some who feel sad when a rabbit dies, but more often than not, they feel relieved.

"If the news hadn't been leaked, I would have taken the initiative to gather people and set up the Four Red Yang Formation. It would have been impossible to trap you."

Jiraiya reached out his hand and stroked Afei's face, closing his right eye and sighed.

"Although you are an enemy of the Akatsuki organization, I must admit that you are a strong enemy! In the end, let this immortal collect your body for you."

Jiraiya waved at the Uchiha Senmon and gave an order without any hesitation.

"Boy, use your Wood Release to create a coffin."

what?

Uchiha Senmon's expression was a little subtle, and he was racking his brains to recall the technique that Konohana Sakayahime had given him.

Wood Release: Four Pillars Family Technique?

Well, although this technique can create a wooden house in an instant, it cannot create a coffin.

There is also the Four-pillar Prison Technique that can form a wooden cell.

This is closer.

On this basis, make some slight adjustments.

"Understood, Master Jiraiya."

Uchiha Senmon nodded, carefully manipulated the chakra in his body, and formed a Si seal.

"boom."

A wooden coffin, with its top protruding from the ground, rises from the ground.

"Master Jiraiya, what do you think of this coffin?"

Uchiha Senmon said, pointing at the two-meter-tall coffin of the right size standing beside him.

Who knew that when Jiraiya turned around and took the first look, his face changed drastically!

"this!"

Uchiha Senmon was also shocked by Lord Jiraiya's reaction and took two steps back slightly.

The lid of the wooden coffin hanging vertically on the ground fell down, revealing the empty coffin inside.

A false alarm!

"You kid! Why are you placing the coffin upright?"

Jiraiya, who had recovered from his shock, immediately kicked the coffin over, his face still looking a little ugly, and then he started to get angry.

"It's all your fault. You reminded me of terrible memories!"

Uchiha Senmon just felt confused.

At this moment, the sound of helicopter propellers turning roared in the sky, and three helicopters were seen flying towards this direction quickly.

"Jiraiya-sama!"

Before the helicopter had even landed smoothly, the people on the first helicopter jumped out impatiently, looking as if they were afraid that they would leave without saying goodbye in the next second.

The helicopter was filled with political celebrities and dignitaries, including the Metropolitan Police Commissioner and the Governor of Tokyo who had appeared before, and leading the team was the Deputy Prime Minister.

"Master Jiraiya, you are truly almighty and have worked so hard!"

"Without you, Lord Jiraiya, Tokyo really would not have survived this disaster this time."

They gathered around, knelt down and flattered Jiraiya in various ways.

"Uchiha-senpai!"

Yuki Mineko got off the second helicopter, waved her arms excitedly, greeted, and wanted to run over.

Then he remembered something, pursed his lips, put on a dignified attitude and walked slowly towards her.

On the same helicopter were actually the newly promoted supernatural beings and people related to the supernatural beings in the hands of the Japanese government.

Of course, there were also guards and fully armed American soldiers in the helicopter.

In addition to Yuuki Mineko, there are Mr. Tosu, Inspector Kanhara and...

Doctor Satomi!

The eyes of the Uchiha sect were focused.

Dr. Satomi, who possesses extraordinary healing abilities, has always been tightly controlled by the U.S. side and has never left the gate of Yokosuka Port.

Why would the US allow him to come out this time?

"It's so noisy."

Lord Jiraiya was disdainful of the flattery coming from the fawning dignitaries and did not show them a good face.

He took out a scroll from behind him, spread it out and placed it on the ground, then put Ah Fei's body into the coffin.