Build the world of Naruto

Chapter 147 Daoxiang

Naruto, who was worried about how he looked after staying up all night, suddenly felt a strong wind coming and subconsciously dodged to the left.

"Pa." The black stick in Fukasaku Sennin's hand hit him firmly on the back.

A scream of "Ouch" made Jiraiya, who was drinking, take a drink happily.

This wine is really delicious.

Naruto rubbed the redness and swelling on his back and asked, "What kind of stick is this? It hurts so much."

It hurts more than me blowing myself up. Isn’t this black stick of yours a way to become a Taoist jade?

But this time he didn't hold grudges, and grudges depended on the situation.

"This is specially forged to release the natural energy in the body. It hurts because the natural energy instantly leaves the body and makes the body too sensitive." Fukasaku Sennin explained.

This elder toad is very patient in teaching and can explain everything, but he is a bit heavy-handed.

"Did you see the change in yourself just now?" Fukasaku Sage asked.

He was asking about body transformation, not eye shadow.

Although Naruto's eye shadow is a bit special, it has two colors, but this kind of eye shadow varies from person to person, and it is not surprising for Fukasaku to turn into any color.

"Yeah, I saw it." Although the focus just now was on the face, he also saw the changes in the body. The hands grew webbed like a toad, and there were many bumps on the body.

Like being visited by a swarm of wasps.

Fukasaku Sennin put the black stick behind his back, pointed at the frog statue and explained: "This is the consequence of poor control. If the natural energy is not released in time, it will eventually become like this."

After listening, Naruto said with a learned expression: "I understand, Fukasaku-sama."

"Well, please recall how you felt just now, and we will continue later."

"No, Fukasaku-sama, let's continue now."

"Don't be so anxious. You are still young and have time."

Looking at the group of toad statues, which numbered at least sixty, Naruto felt that he really ran out of time.

My other conditions are better than those of the original prince, but there is only one thing that I am far worse than him about, and that is to let my brain go.

I have never stopped having all kinds of fantasies in my head. How can a person who can even act like a clone can empty his head so easily.

There are only a few seconds of free time in sage mode.

"Go on, Fukasaku-sama," Naruto said, sitting back in front of the pool of oil.

Fukasaku Sennin jumped next to Naruto: "Okay, then I'll watch you."

Taking the posture of cultivating immortals, Naruto closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

Fukasaku didn't use toad oil this time.

The environment of Mount Miaomu is very suitable for practicing celestial arts, and the position where Naruto sits is also the best.

Although the oil falls directly from the waterfall into the pool, some will also spread out, which will enhance the perception of natural energy by those nearby.

Naruto was sensing nature, Fukasaku was watching, but just looking at Fukasaku felt something was wrong.

Why is this child's head slowly turning?

After an unknown amount of time, Naruto was awakened by the sound of food being served.

During this period, I could occasionally feel natural energy, but it was fleeting, but the effect was much better than sitting in class in a daze before.

My neck just hurts a little.

Rubbing his stiff neck, Naruto asked: "Lord Fukasaku, which direction was I looking at just now?"

Fukasaku stretched out his hand and pointed: "That direction."

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Naruto used his kunai to carve a line on the stone slab next to the oil pool.

Next time, sit facing that way so you don't have to twist.

After thinking for a while, he carved an arrow on the line.

He was afraid that he would sit backwards.

Shima Sennin, who had just called for dinner, had already walked up to them, holding a dinner plate in his hand.

Gourmet bug with toad.

Jiraiya, who was enjoying his drink, heard that dinner was about to begin and rushed over.

Handing the fish cake to Naruto, Jiraiya said drunkenly: "Naruto, how do I usually treat you?"

"Normal." Naruto said while rubbing the fish cake that was slightly smelly of alcohol.

It's really average. Just kick me when you have nothing to do and don't let me talk. I want to give you a bad review.

"How can it be average? It should be good." Jiraiya was a little drunk.

"Yeah, okay." Naruto didn't want to be like a drunkard.

"How do you repay my teacher for treating you so well?"

"Licious old man, what do you want to do?"

"Hey hey hey, send me to the Fire City"

After drinking to his heart's content, Jiraiya was bursting with inspiration and wanted to go collect some materials.

Although green crystal is good, it lacks the excitement of being afraid of being discovered when peeping.

"Okay, be careful."

"You are looking down on me." The drunken Jiraiya wanted to say something else, but was pulled away by Naruto's clone.

The clone was sent by him to watch over Jiraiya.

Although Jiraiya calls himself a sage, he is still a mortal body, and he will die if he is stabbed after drinking too much.

Naruto was heartbroken to have such a master.

"Naruto-chan, how's your practice going?" Shima Sennin asked.

He was very familiar with him, and there was nothing unusual about him. After all, Naruto was a magical boy who had signed a contract with them at Mt. Myoboku.

"I feel something."

"That's good, would you like some?" Shima Sennin asked after setting the plate.

"No, no, no."

Those colorful bugs, no matter how Naruto looked at them, he felt like they were still alive.

My health is good, but I don’t have a stomach like Mr. Bei’s that can eat anything.

Take out the barbecue from the warehouse: "I bring my own"

At this moment, Naruto was really glad that he had this plug-in, otherwise the thought of eating bug ramen like the original prince would have been unbearable.

But when it comes to eating, as long as you see how delicious other people's food is, you'll always want to try it yourself.

Seeing how delicious they were eating, Naruto, who had come to seek death again, asked out of nowhere: "Is it delicious?"

After saying that, he wanted to open his bow left and right to give himself a few words.

Can this thing be delicious?

Shima Sennin handed over a ball: "The larvae rice ball is very delicious. Do you want to eat it, little Naruto?"

"Forehead"

Although the protein of this thing is six times that of beef after removing the head, it looks like this

In the end, the bugs were eaten by Naruto, but he ate them fried. He had the pot, oil, egg liquid, and bread crumbs. After eating a bunch of them, Naruto felt unsatisfied and asked for some from Sennin Shima.

This thing is quite delicious.

At night, Jiraiya hasn't come back yet.

After finishing his training for the day, Naruto lay on a huge leaf in Mt. Miaomu and played with his skewers, listening to the never-ending sound of frogs croaking in Mt. Miaomu.

The atmosphere of Mt. Myoboku is very peaceful, much like his ideal paradise.

It would also be a good choice if you can settle here in the future.

Jumping off the leaf, taking out the piano in the seal scroll, Naruto wanted to give a song to Mount Miaomu.

Jay Chou's Daoxiang.

In the fragrance of rice flowers, it is said that the year is good, and listen to the sound of the frog.

There is no song more suitable for Mt. Myoboku.

The mottled moonlight shines on the piano through the gaps in the leaves, and the sound of the piano and the crowing of frogs come and go, complementing each other.

There was also the humming of a little boy.