Chapter 128: The Vanishing Atlas

Mingyu was stunned for a moment, looked at the place where the darkness disappeared just now, and then looked at the relieved expression on the face of the three generations of Hokage, knowing that what he had just done had reached the ears of the old man. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"The footsteps of the dark part are quite fast!"

Mingyu sat down on the sofa, picked up the largest and reddest apple without looking, sighed, and the water vapor instantly rinsed the apple, and took a big bite with satisfaction.

The three generations of Hokage nodded, and didn't mention what happened just now, Mingyu's impartial performance was very satisfying to him, but satisfaction was satisfaction, but he couldn't specifically bring it up to praise him.

This is the basic quality that a Hokage candidate should have, but he can't be proud.

The third generation smiled: "It's good that you come back safely, the cultivation barrier has been successfully broken through, right?"

Mingyu said confidently: "Naturally, it's easy to catch, old man, it's not my conceit, now you are not necessarily my opponent." ”

The three generations of Hokage looked at him carefully for a while, and after a few hours, his temperament has indeed changed a lot, he used to be like an unsheathed sword, sharp and sharp, but now he sits there lazily and smilingly, looking plain, but there is an indescribable charm between his gestures.

It gives people a very relaxed, natural and energetic feeling.

The little boy who used to be sharp has finally reached the realm of hiding the edge and returning to the basics?

It's really a terrifying and terrifying speed of progress, how many ninjas have never been able to get a glimpse of this mystery in their lifetime, and at the age of just ten years, he not only has a perfect attainment in the arts, but also has reached the realm of skills close to Tao and art to the realm of gods.

The three generations of Hokage secretly sighed, both relieved and happy, but also inevitably gave birth to the sigh of the twilight of the hero, anyone who sees such an outstanding junior will have this feeling of "terrible afterlife".

"Hey, old man, won't you be hit, right?" Mingyu said heartlessly, "If you are interested, be conscious, and give way as soon as possible, lest the master kick you down, and then your old face will not be able to hang up, don't blame my subordinates for not showing mercy." ”

It's not the first time that Mingyu has shown his "wolf ambition", the three generations of Hokage glared at him, and said angrily: "My old man is very tough, you kid wants to be on top, but it's still early!"

But he was really happy in his heart, one of the favorite things in his life was probably to see this group of juniors recklessly claiming their abilities in front of him and "plotting against him".

"Cut! People must be self-aware!" Mingyu shook his hand, and the core drew a beautiful parabola, which landed in the trash can, and he got up and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go home for dinner." ”

He came here just to report safety and make the old man feel relieved.

"Wait. The three Hokages stopped him.

"Tell me quickly, my mom is still waiting at home!"

The third Hokage took a pipe in his mouth and said, "You've had enough, and the pass has been broken, so it's time to go to the battlefield." ”

Mingyu shook his hand impatiently: "I know! I'll go tomorrow!"

Speaking of this, he turned his head and smiled confidently, and said, "This time I will end the war with my own hands, look at it, old man!"

With a bang, he closed the door.

"This kid is still a little unreassuring. However, it's really exciting......" The third Hokage shook his head with a smile.

He let out a long puff of smoke, looked down and saw that the smoke was swirling, and his brows couldn't help but furrow deeply.

In the scrolls spread out on the table, there are faint patterns of rocks.

…….

Early the next morning, Mingyu had breakfast, and under Keiko's reluctant gaze, he packed his luggage and left the house.

This time he did not lead the team, and rushed to the front line alone, because he was alone, the speed could be exerted to the maximum limit, according to the estimate of the foot, about eight hours to reach the front line.

However, when he was about to reach Yuyun Mountain, Mingyu changed direction and turned south, turning over the continuous peaks of Yueyun Mountains, and in front of him was the endless forest sea.

Behind the forest, there is an endless field, and above the field, a high mountain rises abruptly from the ground in the flat land, and one peak is independent, which is very peculiar.

It is the famous Mt. Katsuragi.

Mingyu stood at the edge of the forest, let out a long whistle, the whistle cleared up, and it was still not abated from a mile away.

The sound of footsteps started, and a person ran in the distance of the field, from far to near, his face gradually became clear, with short hair combed back to his head, and a lock of beard on his lips, it was the retreat guard.

The guards rushed over, saw Mingyu, and said in surprise: "Mingyu, why do you have time to come here?"

"If you want to go to the front line, stop by to see the old gentleman of the service. Mingyu smiled.

"Your Excellency, you miss you very much! ”

The guards led Mingyu up the mountain, and the travelers were already waiting at the head of the bridge by the lake, and there were waves and others standing next to them.

Mingyu strode over, bowed deeply to the servant walker, and said, "Mr. Humiliation welcomes you personally, I have seen the servant walker." ”

The Servant Walker looked him up and down, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "It seems that your cultivation has been successfully completed." ”

Obviously, he, like the three generations of Hokage, can see from Mingyu's temperament that his strength has made a qualitative leap.

Bo Tao interjected: "Mingyu, you don't know, the family teacher has been talking about you these days, whether there is a mistake in your cultivation, when you can come here, I can't sit still and plan to go to Konoha to pull you back!"

As he spoke, several of the disciples behind the Servant Walker burst out laughing.

Mingyu's heart was warm, and he said with a smile: "With Mr. Lao's care, the kid is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he did not make Mr. Lao's hard work in vain, and finally condensed into the stone of heaven." ”

The servant took his hand and said with a smile: "Don't stand outside, go, go to the room and sit, and tell me about your cultivation experience, the process is not easy." ”

The two sat down separately, the waves brought tea and water, Mingyu thanked him, took a sip of tea to moisten his lips and tongue, and explained his cultivation in the Valley of the End in detail.

"Wait!" After hearing this, the servant said in surprise, "What do you say, your Heavenly Guidance Stone is purple-black?"

Mingyu frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Could it be that there was something wrong with his cultivation? Thinking of this, Mingyu felt uneasy in his heart. This is a life-threatening thing, and if there is an accident, the consequences are unimaginable.

The Servant Walker groaned and commanded, "Waves, bring the map of the angry sky." ”

Bo Tao nodded and went out, but he didn't come back after a while, and the servant was about to send a retreat guard to urge him, but when he saw Bo Tao running in panic, he hurriedly said, "Master, the atlas is gone." ”

The servant walker frowned and said, "Didn't you hide the atlas, why is the good one missing?"

Bo Tao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly: "The disciple is indeed well hidden, could it be that someone sneaked into the mountain and stole it unknowingly?"

"Although the atlas is precious, it is not a scroll, so what use do others want?" said the servant walker, "not to mention that if someone goes up the mountain, they will not escape my perception." ”

"But, the atlas is indeed gone!" the waves were in a hurry.