Naruto

This is the intersection between the world and the Pure Land, a place of purification for those who sink into the abyss to cleanse their sins, and a place of protection for those who have not fulfilled their wishes to watch over the world.

The silver-gray mist embraces all the newly deceased souls, and under the influence of their memories and emotions, each soul is in the small world he "created" and looks back on it.

My life experience is looking down at the joys and sorrows of the world through the "window".

But the scene that appeared in front of Naruto now is very different from the Pure Realm (Purgatory) he caught when he used the natural art of reincarnation on earth beforehand. There is no 'window', no fog, and the darkness full of maliciousness is not stopped for a moment.

The earth squeezed his soul; there was no hope, no future, the only way out was to permanently immerse the soul in this endless nothingness and despair.

Of course, these feelings are all directed at the souls of ordinary intelligent creatures; for Naruto, whose soul structure is completely different from that of ordinary people, this kind of mental attack on human weaknesses is no different from that of the chilly breeze in early spring. Just in him

When he was planning to mobilize his own spiritual power to dispel the darkness around him, a dim blue light belt suddenly poked out from the vast nothingness and connected to the boy's soul.

"Stand by, my friend! I am..."

Before the phantom that appeared with the light belt could be said a few words, it stopped halfway, staring blankly at the seven small balls emitting light in front of him blending with each other, gradually transforming into a feeling of him.

Familiar humanoid outline.

"…Koha's fourth generation Naruto Shizumizu. Don't introduce yourself in front of me, dad."

The boy snapped his fingers, and the translucent phantom in front of him immediately turned into a physical body. Not far away, there was a blue martial god who was a hundred feet tall and sitting cross-legged. Countless blue lights extending from behind the martial god

From a distance, it looks like the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes Guanyin worshipped in a Buddhist temple.

What is more eye-catching than the appearance is the complex and chaotic soul breath of the Martial God. Countless recently passed away intelligent lives are living in this Martial God condensed by chakra, seeking shelter in this suffocating dark space.

.

"Uh...eh? Naruto? Why are you here?!"

Even though the fourth generation Naruto was calm on weekdays, he was still a little stunned when he suddenly saw his son appearing in this gathering place of dead souls.

"Don't worry, Dad. We'll settle everyone first, and then slowly say it's not too late."

The surrounding environment changed drastically under the interference of the young man's will. The golden sun hangs high in the blue sky, spreading warmth and light to every corner of the earth. On the ground, there are patches of pear blossoms and endless

The green grass complements each other, and several clear streams flowing by, bringing a bit of coolness to the gorgeous spring scenery. He touched his smooth chin with satisfaction, and then turned his gaze to the side.

On the huge head of the martial god, he said with a faint smile:

"Thank you two, please rest for a while; I have my own way to take care of the newly added souls, so you don't have to worry."

An arched door with a glimmer of light appeared silently behind the boy. From time to time, souls walked out of the dark shadow behind the door, sitting alone under the colorful pear blossom tree with the fallen flowers, closed their eyes and was drunk.

In the dream of joy and sorrow.

The God of War nodded silently, and the huge body made of chakra gradually began to disintegrate. The blue flame dissipated around the ground, sending tens of thousands of souls in the God of War to the soft lawn. The flames were above the heads of the souls.

After hovering for a while, it turned into starlight and flew back to the bodies of the boy and girl holding hands in the middle of the crowd.

"I am Naruto Uzumaki who traveled from twenty years ago to the present. Everyone should be familiar with me. The connection between purgatory and Pure Land has not yet been restored. I have been wronged and everyone has a rest here and get to know each other during this period.

.”

The boy's calm and gentle voice was filled with a wonderful magic power, which instantly sootheed the uneasy emotions in the hearts of the souls. The next moment, his figure turned into a golden stream of light under the gaze of attention, wrapped around the four

Hokage Yoshime and the two young men and girls who saved the souls in time flew towards the dazzling sun in the blue sky.

"I and the Fourth Generations will continue to discuss the next action plan for Pure Land. If you have any needs, I will silently recite them in my heart three times, and I will try my best to satisfy them."

"Also, I'm not a god or a Buddha; all the elder brothers and sisters, I beg you, don't worship me like this again in the future... After I went back last time, my unscrupulous bad friends took this with me.

I have been laughing at something for a while, but I still have psychological shadows now…”

Several souls who were praying silently stopped moving. They smiled and put down their hands in the strange eyes of the souls around them, looking up at the figure of the boy in a complicated mood.

After the direction of disappearing.

...

"You are Senior Nohara Rin? When I was a child, Teacher Kakashi loved to tell me the story of you and Obito." In the spacious and clear small room, the boy poured tea for the three guests from Pure Land, while also pouring tea for the three guests from Pure Land.

He smiled and said to the girl, "I can finally see my true face today."

Nohara Lin is a classmate ninja during Obito and Kakashishi Ninja periods, and performs missions under the hands of Hakusumi Mizunomen. During the third Ninja War, Lin's body was implanted into three tails by the Fog Ninja, and her heart was also

Uchiha Madara secretly planted a curse seal, intending to use her as a living bomb to destroy Konoha. Lin did not want Konoha Village to be destroyed because of herself, but was controlled by the curse seal and could not commit suicide, so she chose to run into Kaka.

Above the Thunder in Xi, he sacrificed himself with the help of his comrades.

Obito, who had just arrived at the battlefield, witnessed this process with his own eyes. His mind was instantly swallowed by darkness and despair. He used wooden escape to kill all the fog ninjas on the field, and from then on the road to destroy the world. And Kakashi

As a result, he lost the motivation to move forward and constantly accepted various dangerous tasks, just to one day he could get his own "deserved ending" on the battlefield.

The girl looked at the teacher and lover who had a strange expression beside her. Through the white mist steaming from the rolling tea soup, she looked at Naruto's blue eyes and asked softly:

"Kakashi and Obito... are you doing well now?"

Naruto glanced at the strange-looking boy beside the girl, and soon realized that the girl was asking about the situation of the world line. He put down the old teapot in his hand and sat cross-legged across from the three of them.

On the stacked mat, half joking and half serious answered: "Haha, including my personal training time, they now have to work an average of 21.5 hours a day. I'm afraid they don't have this leisure to consider whether they are happy."

"Twenty hours?" The boy opened his mouth wide, as if he couldn't believe the number he had just heard, "Then...them..."

"Their bodies have undergone varying degrees of transformation and have long been separated from the ordinary human category. You don't have to worry about their health." Naruto picked up the pottery cup on the small table and took a sip of the hot tea,"

Teacher Kakashi is responsible for managing all the members of the Ancient Body who are placed in Konoha all over the world, summarizing all the information, and reporting important parts to Tsunade's grandma. She has to do at least seven hours of personal practice every day; and Obito...

...His energy is mainly focused on training the next generation of ninjas and analyzing the 'pioneers' techniques."

"Does you mean a body transformation like Orochimaru?"

"...It's almost the same. Every cell in Teacher Kakashi's body has been implanted with a molecular-level nanorobot, which amplifies the intensity of the chakra cycle in his body, improves the stability of cell structure and genetic material, and enhances the cells

The ability of mitosis accelerates the rate of intercellular information transmission. There are also respiratory assistance, perceptual nerve strengthening, body temperature regulation, etc. "Naruto patiently explained, "This transformation is currently too costly and has not been safe.

It has been widely verified, so it is still in the experimental stage. Apart from Teacher Kakashi, only a few team leaders in the entire Ancient Bo have undergone relevant surgery."

The three of them looked at the tea fog rising on the table and fell into a long silence for a moment.

"Even you have been forced to take such radical countermeasures... It seems that the situation in the world is not optimistic."

Hakufeng Mizuto's brows slightly condensed, and a look of undetectable worry appeared on his face.

"also?"

Minatum sighed lightly, picked up the pottery cup, took a sip of tea, and then asked slowly:

"Have you heard of the name 'Jiuyou'?"

"The spiritual garbage dump that is born in response to the dark side of the soul of all intelligent creatures is the closest place in the universe to the traditional concept of "hell". However, unlike hell, the Nine Netherworlds do not contain any suffering souls, but only as a

The amorphous chaotic black mist was suppressed under the rift in the center of the Pure Land..."

Speaking of this, Naruto's pupils shrank suddenly, he snorted heavily on the wooden table, "I didn't expect that guy would make such a stupid decision. I really look up to it."

The quiet room where everyone was immediately turned into a transparent bubble floating in the air. The three of them saw countless dark tentacles swarming out of the rift filled with smoke, destroying all the houses, farmlands and forests along the way.

All, and those poor souls who had no time to escape were dragged into the bottom of the valley by tentacles in futile struggle and cry for help. The shrill screams were terrible.

"The master brain of the 'Pioneer' has been entangled with Jiuyou's evil thoughts. We are afraid that there will be a tough battle next."

The terrifying light flashed in Naruto's eyes. The scene of demons dancing on the earth dissipated like smoke and dust, as if they had just seen it

Everything is just an illusion for everyone.

"I will leave 30% of my spiritual power to take care of the dead souls stranded in purgatory, and the remaining 70% will go to the Pure Land with you to support our ancestors in fighting against foreign enemies."

The fourth generation Naruto was silent for a while and asked Naruto in a low voice: "If the Pure Land is like this, I'm afraid something big will happen in the world, right?"

Naruto looked at the thick darkness that could not be seen at the sight of the purgatory outside the window, shook his head gently, and a sunny smile appeared on his face:

"I believe them."

At this moment, Nara Shikamaru, the chief chief of the Ninja League, was staring at the rapidly approaching red light spot on the LED display screen, while listening to the long-range report from the air defense combat team:

"... The target asteroid is about 100 kilometers in diameter and is expected to reach the surface in thirty minutes. All attempts to change the asteroid's orbit have failed... For the next step, please give me a description."

Yun Ren at the other end of the earpiece was calm and calm, and he could not hear the panic of the disaster.

"Continue to monitor the movement of the asteroids. Once the situation changes, call me immediately to report it."

"yes."

Shikamaru hung up the phone, allowing powerlessness and despair to chew on his heart like an ant.

He is not unfamiliar with this feeling. Whether it is Uchiha Madara during the Fourth Ninja World War or Uchiha Obito two months ago, their power is far beyond his control. The only thing he can do

, it seems that it is just struggling to make the final destruction come later.

The only difference is that this time, there seems to be no more prophetic savior descending from the sky to save the world.

"First... Chief Lord! New news came from Orochimaru! He said that the aircraft that Lord Konohamaru was riding had already reached the middle distance orbit 4,000 kilometers above the earth!"

"What?"

Shikamaru stood up with a "swish" and looked at the commander who was panting with the door frame, and asked in shock:

"What do they want to do?!"

"He... they will gather everyone's chakra, drag the moon to the asteroid's predetermined orbit, use the impact to change its flight trajectory, and let it pass over the external atmosphere of the earth to prevent the arrival of the apocalypse. Orochimaru also

explain……"

Before Shikamaru could ask more, she saw that the commander's originally cheerful expression suddenly dimmed, and the right hand that was holding the report was also tightened in an instant.

“…I hope the league will bury their clothes together afterwards.”

Shikamaru felt that his heart seemed to be overwhelmed and burst into pieces with such ups and downs. He rubbed his chest, took a deep breath, and asked in a calm tone as possible:

"What else did Orochimaru say?"

The messenger placed the paper version of the call record on Shikamaru's desk and whispered:

"He hung up the phone afterwards and did not respond to our communication request."

No wonder, Mi Yue on that spaceship is considered the biological son of that guy in all senses.

"I'll take it back first, Chief Lord."

The messenger bowed deeply to Shikamaru and turned around and walked out of the office door.

Shikamaru sat back on the wooden chair that belonged to the Hokage of all generations in absurdly, and trembledly picked up the phone on the table, as if holding a huge weight in his hand.

"Teacher Shikamaru?"

A capable female voice sounded at the other end of the receiver. This voice belonged to Asma's posthumous daughter, Sarutobi Miku.

Asma died before the Fourth Ninja World War and under the attack of Hidao and Kakuto, and left behind his lover Yuri Hong and his unborn future. Shikamaru was grateful to his mentor and took over the future since he was a child.

For the sake of her disciple, she regards her as her own son; and in the future, she has always respected this teacher who is as good as a brother and father.

"In the future, you will soon inform Feng Jimeng and Omoi, let them put down all the tasks they have and lead their troops to stand by at any time in the science and technology group."

The Miracle Sarutobi, opposite the microphone, was obviously startled by Shikamaru's sudden order. After a while, he asked in surprise: "Why? The support of the wandering support is not Konohamaru..."

"Stop asking, go quickly."

Shikamaru roughly interrupted Sarutobi's future problem and ordered in a stiff tone.

Sarutobi Miku seemed to hear a trace of solemnity from Shikamaru's words, and no longer argued with him as usual. He answered "Yes" briefly and hung up the phone.

"Dou,Dou,Dou..."

A short hanging sound echoed in Shikamaru's ears, and a strong wind suddenly passed through the open door, bringing a touch of chill that was clear in midsummer.