Ink marks on leaves

Chapter 2
The Yunju scroll opened up a new world for Mo Feng.

It recorded in detail the history of the Yunju clan's Mo Dun, as well as the secret art of Mo Dun.

An hour later, Mo Feng closed the scroll.

"The Yunju family, the world of Naruto, it seems that this life will become very interesting."

Mo Feng silently wrote down the contents of the scroll, and burned it after confirming that there were no mistakes.

Only when it is burned can it show professionalism.

Afterwards, Mo Feng sat down cross-legged.

"Chakra, the product of physical energy extracted from human cells mixed with spiritual energy, is the basis of all ninjutsu. It is also an important factor in determining the strength of a ninja, so..."

While Mo Feng whispered, he closed his eyes, condensed his hands into seal formulas, and silently felt the changes in his body.

From the scroll just now, Mo Feng already knew the method of chakra extraction, so he naturally wanted to try it now.

Anyone who has watched Hokage probably has no one who does not look forward to the beauty of Chakra.

As time passed by, Mo Feng gradually felt a warm feeling in his lower abdomen.

Immediately, a wave of blue energy slowly rose from the lower abdomen.

Like a blue flame.

"Is this Chakra?"

Mo Feng murmured, but suddenly felt his spirit tense, and all his mind was sucked into his lower abdomen.

A golden light flashed on Mo Feng's lower abdomen.

I saw a black and white writing brush flying out from the lower abdomen, floating in front of Mo Feng, looming.

"This is……"

Mo Feng looked at the brush in front of him in shock, wondering why a brush appeared here.

Out of curiosity, Mo Feng stretched out his right hand and tapped lightly.

The transparent writing brush vibrates like water ripples, it can be seen but cannot be touched.

"Strange, what the hell is this?"

Mo Feng knew clearly that the writing brush flew out of his body, but he didn't know why such a thing happened.

"It appears at this time, is it because of Chakra?"

Thinking of this, Mo Feng transported the extracted chakra to the tip of his right index finger, and touched the brush again.

This time, the writing brush did not look like a flower in a mirror, but landed steadily on Mo Feng's index finger.

At that moment, the brush seemed to become a part of Mo Feng's body.

Mo Feng could even feel the gentleness coming from the brush.

"It's amazing, what the hell is going on?"

Suddenly, a wave of information flooded into Mo Feng's mind.

"Yunju brush, using blood as ink, can possess the ability of a person who manifests blood."

A simple introduction, but contains extremely terrifying information.

"Yunju pen? Is it related to the Yunju family?"

Mo Feng didn't know much about the origin of the magic brush, but the information he just got shocked him.

Could it be that the ability of a person with blood can copy a person?

Mo Feng was a little excited. If this was the case, then the value that this pen could bring was simply inestimable.

Just when Mo Feng was about to give it a try, a sense of emptiness suddenly came from his body.

Chakra is exhausted!

With a hissing sound, the Yunju magic brush penetrated into Mo Feng's body along his index finger and disappeared.

Mo Feng only felt exhausted, as if he had just finished running 1000 meters.

"How could this be? Could it be that using this magic brush consumes so much?"

Mo Feng was horrified. It was only a few seconds ago, and it was consumed so badly.

If there is no strong chakra and spiritual power, it is impossible to support the consumption of this magic brush.

Mo Feng smiled helplessly, and whispered: "It seems that it is not as simple as imagined. But this is also a good start."

With the Yunju Secret Technique and the mysterious Yunju Brush, Mo Feng's start in the Naruto World didn't seem to be bad.

Although he is only a six-year-old child at this time, there is only a small amount of chakra that has just been generated in his body.

But there is still a long time to come, and there are still many things he can do.

"Only by improving your strength can you survive in this world. I don't want to die in this foreign land."

Mo Feng silently made an oath in his heart.

I don't know how this world he had dreamed of in his previous life would bring him.

Mo Feng didn't mention it for the time being, but someone mentioned him on the other side.

Naruto Office.

The Third Hokage was listening to the report from Anbu in front of him.

"Master Hokage, Yunju Hualang's relics have been handed over to his son Yunju Mo Feng, but his mood is not stable."

The Third Hokage sighed upon hearing this.

"It's no wonder, Mo Feng is still a child after all, how can he easily accept the death of his only relative."

Anbe remained silent, like a heartless statue.

"Except for Mo Feng, are there any members of the Yunju clan?" Three Hokages suddenly asked.

"My lord, according to the records, Yunju Hualang has a nephew, but he is nowhere to be found. If he is still alive, he should be 15 years old."

"In other words, Mo Feng is the only known member of the Yunju clan?"

"Yes, my lord."

The Third Hokage sighed again.

Since Konoha was established, although it is still strong, the two ninja world wars still lost many people.

Small families like the Yunju clan even perished a few.

This is not news to Konoha.

"Okay, I understand, you go down."

Anbu heard the words, and disappeared with a bang.

The Third Hokage got up and looked at the Hokage Rock not far from the window.

"My lord of the first generation, my lord of the second generation, Ri Zhan has lived up to your expectations, but the price is too high. But you can rest assured that Ri Zhan will never give up any family easily."

While speaking, Sandai Hokage took out a piece of paper from the side files.

Several large characters are clearly written on it.

Ninja school registration form.

At this time, the door of Hokage's office was gently pushed open.

The Third Hokage came back to his senses and looked over.

I saw that it was a six-year-old child with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Seeing this, the Third Hokage showed a smile.

"Shinnosuke, why are you here?"

The visitor is the eldest son of the third Hokage, Sarutobi Shinnosuke.

"Father, tomorrow is the day to register for the ninja school. Can you come with me?"

After finishing speaking, Shinnosuke looked at Sandai Hokage eagerly, full of longing.

The Third Hokage was taken aback for a moment, and a sense of guilt rose in his heart.

I am busy with official duties, so I really don't have much time to spend with my children.

Six-year-old Shinnosuke has reached the age of school, but he forgot about it.

Sandai Hokage walked to Shinnosuke's side, and gently stroked Shinnosuke's hair with a kind face.

"Yes, I will take you to school tomorrow."

"Really? How wonderful!"

Shinnosuke looked at Sandai Hokage with excitement, jumping for joy.

Looking at Shinnosuke who looked like this, Sandai Hokage felt even more distressed.

It's a pity that since ancient times, it has been difficult to achieve both public and private interests.

(End of this chapter)