In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

Feed the eight tails

"For the sake of our comrades, that's a great idea." Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes showed approval.

He then abruptly changed the subject.

"But you won't get results by practicing like this. You have great talent, but simply practicing like this won't bring out the full potential of your talent."

In fact, Jiraiya was quite responsible. He was dedicated to teaching Minato Namikaze and even arranged his training process.

However, spiritual practice is not something you can do behind closed doors. Without a teacher constantly guiding you, you won't even know if you've made a mistake.

That is to say, there are still people in Konoha who occasionally keep an eye on Minato Namikaze's progress. If someone else were taught like this, they would be considered exceptionally gifted if they could master even 60% of their talent.

After complaining about Jiraiya for a while, Hiruzen Sarutobi put on a smiling face: "Minato, do you want to become stronger?"

Minato Namikaze nodded, very seriously.

Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded slightly: "To become a stronger ninja, one needs not only to train diligently, but also to learn powerful techniques."

"Your reflexes are universally acknowledged; you're even more talented than me in this area. The Second Hokage once developed..."

"Mastering a powerful space-time ninjutsu would be perfect for you."

When Minato Namikaze heard the name of the Second Hokage, his eyes lit up. Then he realized it was a space-time ninjutsu.

Minato Namikaze knew perfectly well that his master was sending him a favor.

"But I have no achievements to speak of."

"Hehe, achievements are earned by people. If you don't have them now, you can always achieve them by working harder in the future, right?"

Seeing that Minato Namikaze hadn't lost his mind because of his reputation for space-time ninjutsu, Hiruzen Sarutobi's opinion of him rose even higher.

"I will spend more time guiding your training recently. When the time is right, you can carry out more missions and accumulate enough merit to begin training the Flying Thunder God Technique."

Patting Minato Namikaze on the shoulder, Hiruzen Sarutobi encouraged him, "You young people are the future of the village. The existence of us old folks is to shelter you from the wind and rain, allowing you to grow up safely. Relax, don't feel pressured, and believe in yourself!"

"Don't think that this is stealing someone else's opportunity. Since the Second Hokage developed the Flying Thunder God Technique, only he himself has been able to successfully master it. Even if others force themselves to master it, the effect is not even satisfactory."

"I hope this skill will shine brightly in your hands!"

Having suddenly eaten such a large piece of bread, Minato Namikaze's face flushed with excitement.

"Yes! I will never let you down, Hokage!"

Seeing Minato Namikaze so excited by his encouragement, Hiruzen Sarutobi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

After suffering setbacks at the 50-string club for so long, he almost thought his ability to encourage young people had lost its effectiveness.

The sound of Minato Namikaze's tireless training echoed once again from the training ground.

Hiruzen Sarutobi watched from the sidelines, nodding occasionally.

The more I look at Minato Namikaze, the more satisfied I become.

Originally, he had been hesitant to let Minato Namikaze use the Flying Thunder God Technique.

After all, it was a rare space-time ninjutsu in the ninja world. Tobirama Senju used this technique to establish his formidable reputation in the ninja world, and the title of "Speedy Ninja" was known to everyone.

But as the 50 strings became more and more of a commotion, he finally made up his mind.

教！

I'll teach you no matter what!

It's not that Minato Namikaze is hoping to learn the Flying Thunder God Technique and be able to rival Igarashi; he's not that bored.

He watched Isogen grow up; he was younger than Minato Namikaze and was still a child, though a bit mischievous.

He accelerated the cultivation of the source of the Namikaze Minato, or the fifty strings of the song.

Originally, with the end of the war, countries entered a period of recuperation, and it was expected that no large-scale war would break out in the next ten years.

After Igarashi's rampage against Iwagakure and Kumogakure, the time limit was extended.

But this does not mean they can relax or let their guard down.

Once they recover, with both old and new grudges from the war still lingering, war could break out at any moment. At that time, Konoha cannot afford to have only Isogen to keep things under control.

Besides, Wuzhixian never cared about these things.

Absolute strength brings absolute security.

Although he was just an ordinary villager, no one dared to disobey his orders.

However, his personality was too capricious, and he also had some mental problems. Therefore, he wanted to cultivate Minato Namikaze so that if Konoha were to be dragged into the quagmire of war in the future, even if Isogen did not make a move, Konoha would have enough resilience.

Sigh, I've really gone to great lengths for this village.

A few days later, the weather in Konoha was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

The rumbling sounds that once filled the village have long since ceased, replaced by a brand-new factory building.

Strangely, this factory does not recruit workers from outside; only the incessant sound of screws being tightened can be heard from inside.

A caravan bearing the Sunagakure insignia slowly approached the gates of Konoha.

"This is Konoha, indeed a prosperous place."

Ye Cang raised his head slightly, stepped over the gate, and looked into the interior of Konoha. Even before officially stepping into Konoha, the aura emanating from within was completely different from that of Sunagakure in the Land of Wind.

Its smooth, jade-like back automatically adapts to the climate of Konoha.

"That's why we so desperately want this land." Ebizo said calmly, with a hint of longing in his voice.

It wasn't that they longed for Konoha, but rather for the possibility of moving Sunagakure to this prosperous region.

"Hehe, a fertile land is for the capable to inhabit, and Konoha's current state is also thanks to the hard work of countless predecessors."

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Orochimaru and Sakumo Hatake walked side by side, and Orochimaru smiled.

Ebizo's eyes narrowed: "Orochimaru, the 'Cold Lord,' and the White Fang of Konoha... Konoha really thinks highly of us."

"We have always respected our seniors." Orochimaru smiled.

Ebizo snorted coldly and ignored him.

He was the only old man from Sunagakure who came this time.

Unfortunately, Sunagakure is also facing a shortage of talent, and his sister Chiyo, who came with him, has a son and daughter-in-law who were killed by Sakumo Hatake during the war. If they were to meet, they would probably start a fight on the spot.

So this arduous task fell to him.

Perfect timing, he also wanted to see what Konoha was up to.

Just then.

Peng, Peng.

The dull sound was like the beat of a drum hitting the ground, making the entire ground tremble.

"What happened?" Yekura asked, confused.

Suddenly, she froze.

Not far away, a giant bull-headed octopus was striding with an arrogant gait, waving its tentacles, each of which was laden with a huge amount of food, mainly fish and shrimp.

"That's the Eight-Tails?"

Orochimaru chuckled: "Yes, we've racked our brains quite a bit to feed this big guy."

Ebizo's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

It took a lot of effort to feed the eight tails?

I think it's just to give us a hard time and make us think.