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Chapter 1201 Greetings from the deceased

"Brother..." Chihou Tobirama sighed softly, not knowing how to deal with his words.

That open-mindedness and mentality were something he still could not understand until now.

When Sarutobi Hiruzen heard these words, he looked thoughtful and sighed, "Is this the realm of the first generation of Naruto?"

Asking the Tao Jade rises and falls, Qian smiled and said, "It's still Hashima I know. But it seems that after going to that world, you have realized a lot of things. You were even more extreme in some things during your lifetime."

"Haha, Konoha!" Chiju Hashirama chuckled, then said, "Actually, I am the same now, but since I am dead, why bother to think so much."

Although the Four Purple Flame Formation was clearly broken, the two were chatting in a blind eye. No one around tried to attack them.

"Master Xuan..." Suddenly a hoarse voice came, and Xuan looked at him. It was Orochimaru who was bound in the wood escape.

His hands were still in the air at this time, and Khun was held in his hand with the talisman, but a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He could not grasp Xuan's attitude. Based on his observations over the years, he judged that Xuan was ignoring the world. Although he seemed to be planning something in secret, he was indifferent to the current ninja world.

It is precisely based on this that he was relieved and bold in designing the Konoha collapse plan, and even used the forbidden technique of the filthy reincarnation to summon the first and second generation Naruto.

But what he never expected was that at this time, Xuan suddenly appeared and came strongly, chatting and laughing with the first Naruto who came out of the filthy land.

This is completely inconsistent with the information he knew. In his memory, the God of Time and Space once betrayed Konoha in the End Valley, and the first Naruto should have a grudge against him.

However, it seems that there is still unknown situation in that period of history, and the relationship between the three gods is probably not as much as people think now, as mutual restraint and confrontation.

As if he saw through Orochimaru's uneasiness, Qiang smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, I won't interfere with your affairs. I just want to come and meet old friends for a while, and I will leave later."

As he said, the immortal tin staff in his hand gently lifted upwards, and a gray-white yin and yang escape suddenly rushed out. The sky and the earth were silent in an instant, and all the colors disappeared, leaving only gray-white colors. The wind did not move and the water did not leave. The birds in the air kept flapping their wings and stopped in the air.

The swaying leaves freeze, and the entire Konoha village completely solidified within one second. All ninjas kept their current movements motionless, and even their consciousness could not turn.

Orochimaru kept his mouth open, but no sound was heard. In the entire Konoha village, only two people were still able to move, such as the "God of Time and Space" Uchiha Gen and the "God of Ninja" Chiju Hashimara.

The rest, even the Senju Tobima behind the filthy land fell into static. Even if the dead were not bound by time, they could not escape the influence of the rules.

Chiju Hashirama looked at the scene in surprise, and even reached out to touch Tobirama beside him, making a stunning sound.

"It's completely paused. Has your pupil power reached this level? It's really incredible. Have you really taken that step, the six living paths!"

Xuan smiled and suddenly sat cross-legged, his body three inches above the ground, and the immortal tin staff was also suspended beside him.

"Yes, Six Paths, this step is really difficult, just sit down."

As Xuan said, a bamboo table suddenly appeared in front of him, with fragrant tea placed on it, and the tea was green, and it was still slowly steaming.

In this space where only black and white remains, these teas are thrown to maintain the tone and are not affected by the solidification of time.

Chishou Hashirama laughed and sat down cross-legged. A strand of vines naturally rose from the roof, lifting him up parallel to Gen.

He picked up a cup of tea and the fragrance filled the air. Hashima took a sip as if he was alive, and then his brows frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Facing Gen's question, Hashima shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just can't taste any taste. But I have been dead for many years. Now I am a reincarnated body of the filthy land. It's strange if I have it."

Putting down the teacup, Hashima continued to smile and said, "Speaking of it, you chose this time to appear in front of me because it was not for the short-term reminiscing with me. According to their reaction, you seem to have been hiding in the dark for so many years. People in the ninja world do not know that you are still alive. You have never been the kind of boring person. Tell me your purpose.

Also, I want to hear about that true peace. According to my promise before my death, you will tell me the so-called truth next time you meet."

"I'm obviously a dead person, but my memory is so good." Xuan complained slightly and drank the tea in one sip.

"I will naturally tell you about true peace, but before that, I was very curious about the world of death. Can you tell me what that world is like? Also... have you seen the spots there?"

"Hmm?" Chiju Hashirama wondered, "Has Madara not survived with you? You can stay young until now, there is no reason he will die."

"He said he had to realize death before he could go further, so he went to that world and I couldn't persuade him." Xuan explained simply.

"Haha, it really looks like that guy's character." Chiju Hashirama chuckled, and then he said, "When talking about that world, there is nothing to say, because I don't have a specific memory. The world after death is pitch black, and you will develop a fear that comes from the deepest part of your heart. You don't know where this fear comes from, until you enter a dead world, where a strong sense of belonging is calling you, and nothing except silent death.

I lost consciousness shortly after entering that world, and only remembered that there seemed to be an endless blood-red river in front of me, and then I no longer had any memories. I thought if Madara died, it would be the same as me."

"Is that true?" Xuan frowned and fell into deep thought.

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