'The summer morning breeze blows like waves from the vast forest to the leaves, bringing the fragrance of the trees in the distant mountains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the teaching building of the ninja school, an old man and a young man looked out from a distance by the railing, and the three generations of Hokage asked, "Send the little brother of the clan to school?"

"Nonsense!" Mingyu wondered, "Why do you have time to come here?"

"These students are the new sprouts of Konoha, and no matter how busy they are, they have to take the time to come and see. The three generations of Hokage snorted their pipes and looked down at the cheerful figure below, with a kind smile between their eyebrows, "Whenever I see these new sprouts thrive, my heart is filled with infinite joy, and I just think that it is because of them that the struggle of our older generation is meaningful." ”

Mingyu lay on the railing and said boredly: "You old men are working hard and busy all your lives, but you make wedding dresses for us people, and you have nothing to gain, don't you feel very empty?"

Of course, he understood the thoughts of the three generations of Hokage, but they just wanted to raise the bar.

The third Hokage pointed at Mingyu, and then pointed at the students below, and smiled: "You, they, are our greatest gain! You can't figure it out now, but you will always understand what we old men think in the future." ”

Mingyu was out of focus and muttered, "Is this the inheritance?"

"yes, that's legacy. ”

The third generation Hokage sighed, and turned to Mingyu: "Don't talk about this, your vacation has reached the end of the term, it's time to carry out the mission, the village is very short of manpower, you can't always be idle and idle." ”

Mingyu waved his hand and hurriedly said: "Hey, stop, I happened to be looking for you for this matter, I just happened to have something, and I have to take a few more days off." ”

The three generations of Hokage frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"My cultivation is at the critical juncture of breaking through the threshold, and I can't go out on a mission at this time. Mingyu said, "Once I break through, my strength will be greatly improved." ”

Cultivation is one of the best reasons to take a leave of absence, and no village will send a mission to a ninja who is at the threshold of a breakthrough. Ninja strength tends to increase gradually, and each breakthrough is precious, as it often means a huge leap in strength.

Especially a ninja at the level of Mingyu, it can be said that he has taken a step forward, and every breakthrough is not easy to come by.

The three generations of Hokage, as the pinnacle of the ninja world and the shadow level of the shadow level, naturally do not fail to understand this truth.

"Has the cultivation method taught to you by the Walker of Service have come to fruition?" asked the third Hokage.

He had been informed by the Walker of the Former Service, and he knew about it.

Mingyu gave a general overview of his current cultivation status.

"You are really blessed to have his full help. The third Hokage nodded, and said, "In this way, I will arrange for the shadows to protect you." ”

"I don't have to go through a lot of work, I'm enough on my own. Mingyu said, "If something really happens, the dark department can't help, so why waste manpower?"

Mingyu knew that during the war, almost all the people who could be sent out in the village were dispatched, and almost all the dark ninjas who stayed in the village were the personal guards of the Hokage, a radish and a pit, maybe when it would be used urgently.

"That being said, at least some unnecessary hassle can be subtracted. The third Hokage frowned.

"I really don't need to, I want to cultivate quietly alone. Mingyu resolutely refused.

The three generations of Hokage saw that his tone was resolute, and it was not easy to say more.

"Then I'll go first. Mingyu waved his hand.

The three generations of Hokage looked at Mingyu worriedly, hesitated again and again, and stopped talking.

Mingyu said strangely: "Professor, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

"Mingyu, tell me honestly, you ...... You can't suffer from war phobia, right?" said the third Hokage with a solemn face.

Have you already seen the clues?

"Cut, old man, you're worried too much!" Mingyu sneered, "Only people who have no faith can suffer from this kind of mental illness, do you see that I have no faith? In my heart, the will of fire is burning endlessly!"

The worry on the faces of the three generations of Hokage has not diminished in the slightest: "I see that every time you come back from the battlefield recently, you are not in a good state, and you are still on a long vacation, so you are a little worried, just tell us if you have a problem, don't hold it in your heart alone." Depression and phobias are always subtle at first, but by the time they are realized, they are already trapped in it and it is difficult to save themselves. You...... Don't be like Tsunade!"

The last sentence of the old man was a little difficult to speak, his face was quite ugly, Tsunade's hemophobia was not only a big loss for Konoha, but also a pain in the old man's heart that was difficult to resolve.

The proud disciples of the sect suffered from this heart disease with little hope of cure, and Konoha lost a top combat power and healing hands, whether as a teacher or the Hokage, for Tsunade, the three generations of Hokage are the ones with the most sad feelings.

Mingyu restrained his smile, looked at the three generations of Hokage, and said seriously: "I do hate war from the bottom of my heart - I think every ninja with a conscience will be like this, but don't worry, I won't be so fragile and easily defeated by it." ”

He stretched out a hand, shook it fiercely, his eyes shimmered, and said in a deep voice: "I still have to rely on these hands to drag this life-devouring monster to sleep!"

Seeing that his expression was firm and his words were conclusive, a heartfelt smile appeared on the face of the three generations of Hokage: "That's good, that's good......"

"Worry about your body, don't worry about it all the time!" Looking at the old man's kind smiling face in the morning breeze, a warm current flowed through Mingyu's heart, and he waved his hand, "Don't say much, I'm leaving." ”

"Be careful. ”

"Got it!"

As soon as the words fell, Mingyu jumped up, and the next moment he had already appeared on another roof, jumping between the roofs like a rabbit falling, and disappeared from the sight of the three generations of Hokage after a while.

"This kid has been told not to harass civilians, and he is always so naughty. The three generations of Hokage reproached softly, but their faces flashed with heartfelt joy.

The wind blows, and the robe of the god hunts.

"Hokage-sama, it's windy up there, please go down. A Hokage guard said.

"Hmm. ”

The three generations of Hokage turned around, and a green leaf flew in the wind, drifting towards the Hokage Rock in the distance.

……

The green hills are lush and green, like an emerald set in the earth, and the river is like a big silver dragon, winding around, and the waves shimmer in the sun, floating and shining gold.

The big lake is calm and vast, the blue waves are vast, the smoke is sparkling, like a jasper confined between the mountains and mountains; in the opening of the big lake, a waterfall flies and roars, spraying beads and splashing jade, more like the white practice scattered from the fairy.

There are mountains, water, lakes, and waterfalls, and the so-called mountains and rivers depend on each other, and the momentum is vigorous.

But all these good mountains and rivers can't compare to the two giants who are relatively towering.

Two gigantic statues, to be exact.

The statues are dead, but the painstaking stroke of the knife seems to give them a breath of life, even if it is not as good as one ten-thousandth of what they were before their death, the corners of their eyebrows and eyes still stare at all the momentum of arrogance over all things.

In front of the giants, the mountains, lakes, forests and waterfalls of nature are as small as a grain of earth and stone, a puddle of shallow water, a broken tree, and a trickle.

The Valley of the End is the cultivation place that Mingyu specially chose for himself.