I founded the "Bragging Cult" in Naruto.

Chapter 742 A Fire in the Forest, The Chief Falls in Love with Me, Fireworks Fade Easily and Are Also Easily Ignited

"First Generation Lord, are we really sure this is okay? I know everyone's training methods are different, but isn't what I'm doing a bit too frivolous?"

Inside a temple, Yamato looked at Hashirama Senju, who was eating vegetarian food as if it were a gluttonous feast, and asked somewhat guiltily.

During the special training period, Hashirama Senju took him to all the major temples in the Land of Fire. At first, Yamato only felt strange, but he didn't feel particularly anxious.

But a few days ago, he took some time to watch those three kids' special training, and you could say that each of them was working their butt off.

Minato and Naruto fought each other, and the Second Hokage vented all his dissatisfaction with the Uchiha clan on Sasuke. Even Gaara from another village was dazed under the pressure of studying, and strands of his red hair fell as he took a step.

Seeing the three's special training, Yamato suddenly felt a sense of urgency, because he hadn't done anything worthwhile while following Hashirama Senju.

Every day, I would listen to chanting, chat with monks and pilgrims, and then eat vegetarian meals. Even though the meals were plain and bland, I still managed to gain several pounds.

As for progress, Yamato had no chance to even lift a finger, and he could only pray that he wouldn't regress due to neglecting his training. He didn't even dare to dream of making any progress.

"Don't worry, Wood Release training is never about improving through repetitive practice."

Putting down his chopsticks, Hashirama Senju paid no attention to his image, chewing as he answered, with occasional grains of rice flying out.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Hashirama Senju continued, "It's the same if you ask Tatsuma. Wood Release training will only make you more adaptable to combat, but it won't allow you to further master Wood Release."

True progress in Wood Release always comes from a change in the mind. Whether it's Bodhi, Jianmu, or Thorns, when you gain more heart, you master another form of Wood Release power.

"Could it be that there are so many types of Wood Release? Is Lord Tatsuma's Wood Release different from yours?"

Yamato asked curiously, and Hashirama Senju replied, "Of course they are different. For example, our two techniques, the Transformation of Buddha at the Top, are both derived from the Transformation of Buddha at the Top of the Thousand-Armed Kannon, but their connotations are different."

The so-called "Buddha's hand on the head" means that all Buddhas from the ten directions will quickly come to touch your head and bestow a prediction of your enlightenment. It means that the Buddha will put his hand on your head and you will understand.

I combined the principles of Kuo-an entering the palace with a swift and decisive move, teaching the enemy great wisdom to subdue them, while Chen-ma is even simpler: if the enemy stubbornly resists, I will knock their head to their senses.

Therefore, I face my enemy with the image of a Bodhisattva, while he faces his enemy with the image of a Wise King. Because of our different minds, the images we choose are different, and the feelings they evoke are also different.

The same technique derived from the art of wooden puppetry has two completely different forms, and the techniques derived from it are even more unrelated.

Yamato suddenly shuddered, thinking about the Myōō form that Tatsuma had transformed into. With a single slap of his great wisdom, there was indeed no enemy who could resist.

"Then which Dharma form should I choose?"

Yamato asked curiously, and Hashirama Senju shook his head and said, "This is not something I can decide or advise. There is a saying that trees are all living beings, and there is also a saying that if one awakens to one's own nature, all living beings are Buddhas."

Therefore, when you attain enlightenment, you are a Buddha, and your Wood Release will naturally manifest its Dharma form. As for this enlightenment, no one can teach you, because it is your own nature.

Of course, there are tricks to it.

Yamato, who was initially confused, quickly leaned down and listened when he heard that there was a trick to it. Hashirama Senju smiled and said, "Whichever Buddha you find most pleasing to the eye, that is the Buddha you are."

That's why I took you to all the major temples. After seeing so many Buddha statues, there must be one that left a deep impression on you, right?

Upon hearing this, Yamato recalled, and after a while, said, "There really is one, but I noticed that his appearance varies in different temples, with two arms, six arms, eighteen arms, twenty-four arms, and so on."

Its most distinctive feature is that it often carries another Buddha on its head or holds another Buddha in its hands, but I really don't know who it is.

"Haha~ That's the Buddha Mother, which suits you well. After all, my cells are growing inside you, so in a sense, you are my mother too."

"Forehead"

Yamato was speechless, feeling he had made the wrong choice. He didn't understand Buddhism, but the Buddha Mother seemed strange to him.

"Then how should I practice? And with so many images of the Buddha Mother, which one should I choose?"

"Just do what you believe in. Go ahead and give it a try."

Hashirama Senju rose, picked up Yamato once more, said something to the monks in the distance, and left the temple. The monks stretched out their hands in the direction Hashirama had gone, and opened their mouths.

They haven't even paid any incense money yet, and they're already getting a free meal from the Buddhist community! When have they ever suffered such humiliation?!

But after thinking about it, I decided against it. After all, he looked like a powerful ninja, and I couldn't afford to mess with him.

As for vegetarian meals, let's just consider them as an occasional act of mercy from Buddha.

He carried Yamato into a dense forest, threw Yamato off, and then said excitedly, "Let this old man take a look!"

"I'll give it a try."

Yamato was somewhat helpless; the First Generation's personality was simply too...

He grumbled to himself, but unconsciously, he began to visualize the Buddha's image in his mind. Of all the possible arm options, he chose the more the better, since having an extra arm on the battlefield might mean being able to fight one more enemy.

Let's choose the Twenty-Four Arms; that's the most he's ever seen.

Then there's the face. He's seen faces with three eyes, two eyes, and even three faces. Yamato felt he didn't need so many faces and eyes; a normal face with two eyes was enough.

Oh right, it seems that some of the Buddha statues are wearing hats with five Buddhas on them, but I can't quite remember what the hats look like or how big they are, so I just stuck five Buddha images on my forehead.

There seems to be a Buddha statue on its head as well, but isn't that too heavy? What if the Buddha statue on its head rolls off when it lowers its head?

As I pondered, the image of the Buddha Mother in my mind transformed from one wearing a Buddha statue to a strange and unusual crown.

During this process, his chakra was quickly transformed into wood chakra, and the surrounding trees grew, as did the trees that were already there.

Layer upon layer, intertwined, a huge but somewhat blurry wooden figure slowly took shape, with its hands clasped together and twenty-two arms behind it, making a total of twenty-four arms.

The arm behind his back is half clenched into a fist and half open in a palm.

As Yamato's imagination deepened, the enormous Buddha statue became increasingly clear. Below, Hashirama Senju stroked his chin and murmured, "The Buddha Mother is the mother of all fundamental laws. I wonder if he understands this. I forgot to mention it."

Just then, the Buddha statue opened its mouth, and the power of the Five Elements poured out, revealing a smile from Hashirama Senju.

"Hey! This young man is really smart. He knows how to use his strength without being reminded, that's all."

Looking at the raging fire covering the mountains and fields, Hashirama Senju scratched his head. What should he do? His water jutsu was terrible. If Tobirama were here, he could have extinguished the trees that were set ablaze by the flames and lightning with a single water jutsu.

But his good brother isn't here, and he can't fly like Thor. This is going to be difficult.

"Let's try anything, even if it's a long shot. Hopefully, there's groundwater here."

Hashirama Senju shook his head, looked at the ground beneath him, his chakra surged, his monstrous strength erupted, and he stomped down.

"boom!"

The ground collapsed, and a column of water shot into the sky.

"Oh no, I used too much force! This is going to cause a flood!"

(End of this chapter)