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Chapter Seventy-Nine

Above the roof of the assessment venue, within the enchantment of the Four Purple Yan Array.

The gigantic Grim Reaper stands in the void, holding a rosary, biting a short blade in his mouth, and a transparent soul tied to the cross on his chest, which is the soul of the three generations of Hokage.

The ghoul is sealed, the most powerful sealing technique of the Vortex clan, at the cost of the soul of the spellcaster, in exchange with the god of death hidden in hell, can seal almost everything.

Of course, this strange god of death is in the void that no one else can see, and only the master and apprentice on the field can see it.

Within the enchantment, thick trees covered almost the entire enchantment, and there were still a large number of water traces on the ground, broken rocks, and flame-roasted scorched ground.

At the bottom, the three generations grabbed the shoulder of the big snake pill, and his chest was penetrated by the hand of death, pulling a transparent soul in the body of the big snake pill.

However, after sealing the first and second generations, the elderly third generation was already a little weak, plus the chest cavity had been penetrated by the Kusanagi sword.

“It’s really old, I don’t have enough strength to involve your entire soul, it’s a pity not to be able to leave with you.” Three generations of old age, the weak voice is poignant.

“If you know, hurry up and die, you old man who is in the wind.” The big snake pill’s face was covered with cold sweat, hysterical, and extremely vicious.

“Oh, my disciple, you are addicted to ninjutsu and waste ninjutsu, then I will take away all your ninjutsu.” The three generations stared sharply, as if returning to the light, and finally forcefully pulled out part of the soul of the big snake pill.

Behind, the Grim Reaper raised the short knife in his hand.

“No, don’t, damn old man, you can’t take away my ninjutsu.” The big snake pill had already foreseen the intentions of the three generations, and he sweated coldly.

“Ugh.” The void short knife fell, and a small part of the soul was directly cut off, as if it had cut off the last bond between the pair of masters and apprentices.

Orochimaru’s arm hung down weakly, turning into a dead gray color in an instant.

“Great Snake Pill, my disciple.” Death took away not only the soul of the Great Snake Pill, but also the soul of the three generations, and at this moment, the three generations could no longer hear how vicious the disciple in front of him ended up cursing.

In his last moments, he could only take a deep look at Orochimaru, the disciple he had liked the most, the intelligent boy who had studied life and ninjutsu deeply, and the boy who had asked him the meaning of life in front of his parents’ tombstones.

“I can’t teach you more, the rest can only be understood by yourself.”

At the last moment of his life, the three generations had a faint smile on their faces: “Konoha will never be destroyed, because new shoots are growing.” ”

Perhaps this was what he wanted to tell his disciples, but he no longer had the strength to say it again, leaving only a smile for the disciples who were not perfect.

And this was also the last smile that Xuan saw after he arrived.

Maybe it was once decaying, but in this last era of Hokage, this old man who had been working for Konoha all his life, found himself, burned life, and turned into a fire that guarded the shoots.

“It’s really ugly, Orochimaru.” The big snake pill with cold sweat on his face, this hideous face and cursing Sanren.

This almost saw through a person in the future, and now he is just like an immature teenager.

Perhaps this is the last lesson that the three generations taught this incomplete disciple, taking away the proud ninjutsu, so that he can have enough time to really see through himself and find his original intention.

Of course, Orochimaru did not repent, but after experiencing the despair of being devoured by Sasuke, coupled with Jiraiya’s death, perhaps it really made this sick scientist grow, let go of the hatred in his heart, and was no longer so extreme.

Orochimaru left with the help of the Oto-Shinobu Four and Yakushi Pocket, and the belated high-level and returning dark parts also began to clean up the village of Sand Ninja and Otonobu.

Everything came so timely and so untimely.

All this may be Xuan’s connivance, but in the end, he is not a mastermind, not an executor, just an audience, an audience who watches this farce full of darkness from beginning to end.

“All the way, three generations of old men.” Xuan took a deep look at the three generations of Hokage with a smile on his face, gently spread his palm, and a white chrysanthemum floated in the air.

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The funeral of the three generations of Hokage was held a day later, along with the condolences of Moonlight Blast, as well as the many Konoha ninjas who died in this battle.

It was a gloomy day, and all the Konoha ninjas, including the villagers, dressed in black robes, spontaneously gathered in front of the Hokage building.

By the time everyone arrived at the Hokage Building, a light rain fell in the sky, which turned into heavy rain.

But no one has an umbrella, or this heavy rain can make people’s hearts feel better, or the heavy rain can cover the tears on their faces.

In the center of the spirit hall is the remains of the three generations of Hokage, which was taken before, without the Hokage cloak, looking in good spirits, with the same kind smile as usual on his face.

All the ninjas lined up and voluntarily came forward to pay their respects, offering white chrysanthemums, which symbolize nobility, as a final memorial.

Xuan is just a shinobi, and he is just a child, last in line.

After waiting for Naruto in front of him to step forward, Xuan also slowly stepped forward, gently put down the white chrysanthemum in his hand, and looked at the gentle and familiar face on the portrait.

“If this is the Will of Fire you often say, I may have received it, I really have been a teacher for a lifetime, and he gave me a lesson before I died.” Xuan clenched his fist and hammered his heart, as if he made a promise: “This village, I will always guard it, because it is worth it.” ”

“And I’m sorry for betraying your trust.”

Xuan did not look back and returned to the condolence procession.

“Why?” Naruto in front of him asked a little distractedly, “Why can people fight for their lives to be killed?” ”

There was a short silence, not many people answered, the topic was too heavy.

“People will die alone, disappear, the past, the present, and the future will disappear together, and many people will die in wars and missions, which is simply surprising.”

Iruka looked at the remains of the three generations of Hokage and spoke with a somewhat low tone.

“People who die also have dreams and goals, but no matter who they are, they have things they cherish – parents, brothers, friends and lovers, people who are important to them.”

“Trust each other, help each other, and the bond that has been with the beloved since birth, and then this red thread will become thicker and harder and harder over time. It doesn’t make sense, and people with such red lines will certainly do it because it’s important. ”

“I can understand that.” Naruto said flatly, and then showed a sentimental expression: “But death is really too painful. ’

“Yes, death is a painful thing, both for oneself and for others.” Xuan silently sighed and looked up at the dim sky, where a large number of raindrops fell.

“Otherwise, this ninja world would not repeat the tragedy all the time, and tears are like this continuous raindrop, there is no end.” _

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