Don't fight, don't fight. You can't win life or death in a fight.

Akaji is still very clear about this, but what can he do to bypass the barriers of life and death and get kunai?

Make another one yourself?

It's impossible, how can the wind not even know whether he has handed over his own things or not.

So what to do?

It is also impossible to admit defeat, and as soon as Akaji looks at the attitude of life and death, he knows that they must give themselves a hard time before they stop.

Then follow the will of life and death, and suffer a little to let them let themselves go?

It's impossible, I've already learned all the secret arts, how can I return it to the wind if I don't use it well? Although I do often dislocate my fingers, I won't let the wind be so dead to me.

"Alas...... What the hell does the wind want to do......" Akaji quickly turned his head sideways, and regardless of whether the two of them were nearby or not, he rested against the tree.

As soon as Akaji leaned on the ground, the scrolls on his body rolled out, and he didn't bother to move anymore, so his eyes followed the scrolls that rolled out and ran farther and farther until all the scrolls were unfolded on the ground.

The scroll was completely unfolded, and Akaji's chakra stove suddenly became agitated.

Well?

Akaji took out a shuriken and threw it towards the scroll, and the result was not disappointing.

The scroll absorbed the shuriken into it, and it didn't puncture the scroll as Akaji had expected.

Then Akaji went back to the pool, put the scroll in the water, soaked it for a while, and then took it out and blew it up with the explosive bomb in the blade bag—unsurprisingly unharmed.

This scroll also has a mystery...... Akaji rubbed his chin in thought.

The material of the scroll was like paper, not paper, and Akaji couldn't tear him apart with his strength.

After a little thought, Akaji injected Chakra into it.

It's okay that Chakra didn't note, but it was too late to find that his hand was slowly absorbed by the scroll and gradually melted into the scroll. Akaji had never seen anything like this, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't do it for some reason. Although the process of integrating is painless, the fear of not knowing what will happen next is what makes it difficult for Akaji to accept.

From the hand to the torso, Akaji was swallowed whole into the scroll.

When Akaji opened his eyes nervously, he found himself in a wonderful space, which was golden everywhere he looked. Akaji shouted loudly but didn't hear a response, how should he get out?

Akaji seemed to be floating in this scroll, because he couldn't touch the ground with his feet, and the only thing he could feel was that the place was well lit.

Akaji tried to feel if there was anything unusual in him—he didn't feel anything.

Chakra replied unhurriedly, there were no wounds on his body, and his mental state was okay. There is nothing to worry about except that you don't know how to go out and starve to death.

Note the chakra again and see if there is a turnaround?

"I can only try. Akaji comforted himself like this, and one sentence was to mobilize his little chakra in his hand and let it go to this world.

Sure enough, the world reacted when power that didn't belong to the scroll was injected here.

What was originally a bare world has evolved into mountains and rivers visible to the naked eye in Akaji's eyes, and from the angle, a fragment of the memory of the person who made this scroll is preserved here.

Akaji looked at these fragmented memories as if he were watching a free movie, and when he finished watching them, the world returned to the void it was when he first entered.

It's just that this time there are dozens of dense rows of words in front of Chi Siji.

"It's ...... What?" Akaji exclaimed, but he didn't know what was happening.

"What is this? Little baby, this is the secret art program of the Akaji family. An old voice replied.

"Who are you? Where am I? Who brought me in? What did you send me?" As soon as Akaji heard that someone was responding to the emergency, he hurriedly threw out a bunch of questions, regardless of whether people heard it clearly or not.

"Shut up, if you want to get out you have to answer my questions first. The voice replied.

It seemed that he could only compromise, and Akaji reluctantly agreed.

"Very well, I'll ask you. How do you kill people with water?"

"Isn't this very simple? There are many ways to drown people with water, condense into ice martial arts to kill people, boil water into fog and hide in the fog to kill people, use water dragon bullets and other water-based ninjutsu to kill people, poison in water and so on...... So what do you want to ask?" Akaji gushed endlessly, his mouth was not dry, and his tongue was not dry, as if he still had the strength to come to a set.

"Hey kid, what do you want me to say when you're done?" The voice was very dissatisfied, as if it was very unhappy that the lines had been robbed.

"Aren't there many more?" added Akaji, "you can use water as a trap, you can replenish water to quench your thirst, you can also cook soup with water, and you can freeze water to cool down." There are so many usages. ”

"This has nothing to do with murder, right, little bastard!" The voice was so angry that he wanted to beat Akaji, but unfortunately he had no substance, and even if he was resentful, he could only be reprimanded verbally.

"So, you ask me what this is for? I broke into this place unintentionally, and I know the owner of the scroll, are you still going to forcibly detain me?" Akaji's expression was not seen to be casual and frivolous before, but more solemn and serious, and it was obvious that Akaji was serious.

"How can I forcibly detain you, only the chakra of those who have learned the entry-level Akaji Secret Art can unlock this scroll and transfer the soul here to allow the body to undergo a certain transformation. ”

"Transform what?" Akaji asked.

"Transform the other veins and forge them to be stronger and stronger. If your consciousness is still in the body when your other veins are modified, it is estimated that it will hurt to death. ”

"Does that have anything to do with your question......" Akaji was speechless for a while.

"Of course, because no one can prove whether the soul really exists, what if I'm just an illusion?

"I'm not here to discuss philosophical issues, and I don't have the leisure to discuss philosophical issues. It doesn't matter if this world is illusion or not, at least these words are related to secret arts, if you don't want to help me, please shut up, I want to take a good look at these things. Akaji replied without replying.

In fact, Akaji has a bottom in his heart, because he is indeed a soul body, and even illusion will give him real damage. Even if it was an illusion, it was indeed in a space constructed by someone else.

But what Akaji doesn't understand is, why did this happen at this time?

What about the duel of life and death?

Can I get my shuriken myself?

Is it really good to know the wind?

Is there still a chance to meet the Six Dao Immortals?

"Hey, do you have a name?" asked Akaji, suddenly.

"Oh, you want to know the name of the deity?" the voice suddenly raised a little.

"Hmm. ”

"The name of the deity...... I don't know when I forgot about it...... But I remember my nickname quite well. ”

"Your nickname?"

"Mirror, sometimes called Yuezu. ”