Open Treasure Chest Through Konoha

Think about it, when you return late at night, someone has been waiting for you, it seems... pretty good?

Bai Mingyu's thoughts wandered here, while Uchiha Izumi's eyes flickered, his eyes looked him carefully from head to toe, his eyes finally fixed on Bai Mingyu's shoulders, the soft smile on his face restrained a bit, He said anxiously, "There is a bloodstain on your body...are you injured?"

"Probably touched it by accident."

Bai Mingyu explained lightly, then picked up the topic and said, "By the way, Master Ziraiya hasn't come back yet?"

"No. With that lord's behavior, I'm afraid I won't be able to return until tomorrow morning."

Quan puffed up his cheeks, and he could hear some displeasure in his tone.

As a ninja of Konoha, Jiraiya is still quite competent. It can be said that he has dedicated himself to death, but as an elder in daily contact, he is not doing well. I am afraid that there are only four generations of Hokage. Only those who are as humble as jade can look at Jiraiya's things that violate the three ninja prohibitions with a normal heart.

But then again...

As Jiraiya's disciple, Namikaze Minato may not have been forced by this master to do some things related to material collection when he was young...

Bai Mingyu shook his head, brought back his thoughts, touched Quan's smooth black hair, and said with a smile: "I must be very tired after walking around the festival for so long. Let's rest early and wait until tomorrow." After the adults bring back the latest news, we will decide on the next step."

"Ah."

Quan seemed a little dissatisfied with Bai Mingyu's sudden move, but he still enjoyed the head-touching with peace of mind, nodded obediently, and agreed in a low voice.

The girl slowly closed the door.

Bai Mingyu returned to his room door, pushed the door open and went in, and saw Jun Malu lying sound asleep on the floppy bed at one side of the room.

Without disturbing Mrs. Xiao, she walked lightly to another soft edge.

Rubbing his temples, Bai Mingyu sat down cross-legged on the bed, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

Consciousness slowly settled down and sank into the mind,

It seems easy to say, but it is very difficult to actually do it. Consciousness is a spiritual power, similar to the Yin escape needed when using illusion, far more than ordinary attribute escape. Carat is more difficult to control.

As Bai Mingyu kept trying to sink his consciousness into his mind, time passed by every minute.

tick tock...tick tock...

The sound of the hands of the clock ticking softly.

At some point.

Sudden……

boom! ! !

A group of bright flames exploded!

It was as if someone lit a torch casually, and the whole mind was brightly lit at once.

In Bai Mingyu's consciousness, he seemed to have come to a large space, surrounded by ethereal starlight, and under him was something like a mirror. When he stepped on it, the mirror quickly appeared. A burst of water-like ripples slowly spread around, with no end in sight in the distance.

In this vast sea of ​​consciousness, a flame is burning blazingly.

A few meters away in front of Bai Mingyu, it condensed into the shape of a flaming sword with the tip pointing to the sky.

Even in his own sea of ​​consciousness, Bai Mingyu felt a strong burning sensation emanating from the flames, and the skin on his face seemed to be burning.

——This is not an illusion.

At the moment when he faced the flaming great sword, Bai Mingyu vaguely felt that his mind was in a trance, and his figure, which was almost the same as in the real world, also unknowingly became a bit illusory.

"Ten Fist Sword..."

Feeling the continuous burning sensation, Bai Mingyu frowned slightly.

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He now somewhat understands why Uchiha Itachi in the original book became terminally ill when he was less than twenty years old.

In addition to the Uchiha Clan Kaleidoscope Sharingan Pupil Art, every time it is used, it will continuously erode the body and cause serious side effects, the Ten Fist Sword may also be an important factor that made his condition worse.

This sword is undoubtedly a double-edged sword.

It is a spiritual weapon transformed by Chakra, stored in the sea of ​​consciousness, and has the ability to seal the soul, but it is also born with an arrogance and extreme aura, even after being absorbed by Bai Mingyu. In his consciousness, there is still an astonishing heat radiating outward all the time, as if to completely evaporate the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

On the way back from the ruins of the Misaka Clan, Bai Mingyu had already clearly felt the burning pain in his mind like a flame.

"There must be a way to control it..."

The original owner of the Ten Fist Sword, Itachi, probably used his Sharingan pupil power to suppress this power.

But judging from the results, even the pupil power of Kaleidoscope Sharingan, it is difficult to withstand the power of Ten Fist Sword.

Not to mention, the kaleidoscope itself is extremely taxing on the body.

Under the action of many factors, itachi died early.

Bai Mingyu doesn't even have pupil power at all, and the chakra of escapism with ordinary attributes can't touch the spiritual level at all. After thinking about it, maybe he can only use...

"The quintessence of the devil."

At the same time that this thought came to his mind, Bai Mingyu clenched his hands and his breath sank.

then……

"ice!"

A syllable spit out from the mouth.

The heat wave hits.

Facing the mighty flaming sword, Bai Mingyu didn't dodge, his spirit was almost condensed into a line, a little light blue ice crystal appeared in the middle of his forehead, and then scattered white frost spread out, enveloping his body. Wrapped up, the originally blurred figure due to the influence of the Ten Fist Sword also became solid again.

Frost spread out.

The speed of diffusion is very slow, but bit by bit, it wraps up the surrounding space.Whether it is the starry sky above the head or the vast mirror-like water surface under the feet, they are gradually covered with a layer of light white, turning into a world covered in silver.

Bang! ! !

The flames exploded.

Ten Fist Sword suddenly doubled in size!

To be precise, it was the layer of raging flames surrounding the sword that became more intense in an instant, and the flames were also expanding outwards. Wherever they went, everything was covered with a layer of bright colors of red.

Flame and ice soon came into contact.

Two diametrically opposed colors are fighting each other in the sea of ​​consciousness, with clear boundaries.

"His..."

Bai Mingyu took a breath and gritted his teeth.

Different from the external power of the Ten Fist Sword, after being consumed by him, after such a long period of running-in, the essence of the devil has already merged with Bai Mingyu's body. In this sense, it is equivalent to the extension of Bai Mingyu's consciousness. When they come into contact with the flame of the Ten Fist Sword, the strong burning sensation is also transmitted to Bai Mingyu's mind through consciousness. It's like being in a burning furnace.

It's hot.

very hot.

If this continues, Bai Mingyu's consciousness will probably be destroyed by the Ten Fist Sword before the two forces decide the winner.

"So……"

"Since the power of the essence of the devil can be used, let's try that trick."

Taking a deep breath, a bold idea emerged.

Bai Mingyu made a decisive decision, concentrated all his thoughts on one point, closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again a few seconds later, there were already two groups of faint blue light spots in his eyes, like a flame under deep water, burning rapidly: "Mo... Ke... Bo! Te! Mo!"

boom! ! ! !

All I heard was a deafening roar!

A gust of cold air emanated from Bai Mingyu's body and shook in the air, forming circles of shock waves visible to the naked eye. These ripples swept out in all directions, and groups of ice crystals were mobilized to expand wildly in a very short period of time. From ice crystals, to ice cubes, and then to sheets of hard and thick ice walls, the power belonging to the Ten Fist Sword that originally opposed it was quickly suppressed, showing a trend of retreating steadily.

Bang! !

The flame on the Ten Fist Sword exploded again.

This spiritual weapon seemed unwilling to be suppressed like this, and wanted to make a final resistance.

However, Bai Mingyu has no intention of giving it a chance. The duration of Moko Potmo is only a few seconds. If you can't completely suppress the Ten Fist Sword within these few seconds, once you give it a chance to breathe , this thing is likely to take the opportunity to counterattack. By that time, Bai Mingyu's situation will probably not be much better than that of Itachi in the original book... He still wants to live for a few more years!

With this thought in mind, Bai Mingyu concentrated on controlling the surrounding ice, and with an overwhelming momentum, he launched an impact on Shiquanjian from all directions.

The space occupied by the Ten Fist Sword was quickly compressed.

The flame sword, which was originally more than ten meters high and stood like a building in the sea of ​​consciousness, began to shrink in size...

ten meters...

five meters...

Three meters...

When it was more than two meters long, the speed of the flame shrinking slowly stagnated. At this time, what stood in front of Bai Mingyu was basically the body of the Ten Fist Sword, with only a thin layer of flame covering it like a scabbard. On both sides of the blade, it flows slowly along the blade, and under the coat of flames, there is a highly condensed, ten-handed long sword that looks like a substance. The blade looks as magnificent and dazzling as a ruby.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the ice formed a huge silver-white scabbard, which tightly sealed the Ten Fist Sword inside, and it fit perfectly.

"This should be regarded as suppressing..."

Bai Mingyu exhaled, wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist, took a deep look at the ten-fist sword in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, and then slowly separated his consciousness from it.

……

Slowly open your eyes.

The bright moonlight came in from the window, reflecting a long figure in the room.

Bai Mingyu touched the collar, the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat.

After getting up and taking a shower in the bathroom, Bai Mingyu changed into clean and refreshing clothes before returning to the bed and sleeping with his clothes on.

……

Early the next morning, in front of the morning shop opposite the hotel.

Bai Mingyu, Quan and Jun Malu sat at a round table and bought some rice balls, soy milk and other meals for breakfast.