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In the shadows, in the slender and white palm, a scarlet eye floated quietly in the glass bottle.

When their eyes met, the whirlpool Wudao suddenly found that it was actually a writing wheel eye that had reached the state of 'Three Hook Jade', and the unique abyss-like cold aura was still difficult to eliminate even if it was separated by a special medicinal liquid.

"You should have seen the power of this one eye. He had belonged to Tokugawa Shuto before!"

For the latter's stunned look, the smile on the corner of Orochimaru's mouth did not decrease, and he still said lightly: "I believe it has given you a lot of trouble!"

"What!? This is the writing wheel. But. ”

Hearing this, the whirlpool Wudao's gaze suddenly constricted, and that eye fell into the hands of the 'masked man' Ah Fei but he witnessed it himself, but at this moment.

"Is it lost!? Hmph, the Sharingan is a forbidden thing for the Uchiha clan, it is not easy to get, how can it be easily lost! After all, this is the only material I have!"

Vortex Wudao's gaze suddenly tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out." The Tokugawa Shuto is just a pathetic carrier!"

"No, he had the possibility of approaching the ultimate mystery, just. He's just stupid enough!"

"Close to the mysteries!?"

Uzumaki asked with a deep groan.

"Six Dao Immortals!"

This name seemed to have inexplicable power, and it slowly spit out from Orochimaru's mouth, and immediately made the breath in the room instantly condense.

For this name, Orochimaru may admit that he is not a trumped-up legend, but he definitely can't imagine that everything that Uzumaki Wudao knows is far beyond him, and at the same time, the latter already vaguely knows what Orochimaru's intentions are.

"It is rumored that this ninja world was created by a great monk, and his name is unassumable, but the world calls him the Six Immortals!"

Looking at the whirlpool's face, Orochimaru didn't think much about it, and continued: "For countless years, with the passage of time, people have gradually forgotten his authenticity, and even the descendants of the Six Dao Immortals don't believe in his existence, just as a legend with little basis!"

"But whether it is true or legendary, the power of the Six Dao Immortals is undoubted, and he has a power comparable to that of a god!"

"And I'm the one who is stubborn with this divine power!"

Speaking of this, the corners of Orochimaru's mouth suddenly hooked, and he glanced meaningfully at Uzumaki Wudao, and said, "I wonder if you have a desire for that kind of power!?"

Collapse.

Uzumaki Wudao looked at that eye, one palm was already clenched, the writing wheel eye, the strongest pupil eye in the Hokage world, and the ability of this eye is even related to the realm of time, and has even reached the level of 'kaleidoscope', if he gets it, his strength will grow to a terrifying level again.

It's just.,Orochimaru.。。

Thinking about it, Vortex Wudao's expression tightened slightly, and he frowned.

He won't consider the latter's temperament at the moment, but after that, Orochimaru's dedication to the Sharingan is obvious to all, and he even did not hesitate to cultivate an Uchiha Sasuke that he couldn't control, and finally failed when snatching the latter's body.

There was silence in the room, and after a while, as if he saw a trace of hesitation in the whirlpool, the smile on the corner of Orochimaru's mouth gradually converged, and he said in a low voice: "In the same way, this writing wheel eye will not make you pay any price, the only thing I am interested in is the authenticity that may exist!"

"As a side branch of the Thousand Hands Clan, the bloodline of the Uzumaki has also inherited something, and the Thousand Hands and Uchiha are exactly what I want to confirm!"

"Are they the descendants of the Six Dao Immortals?"

Hearing this, Uzumaki's expression was suddenly shocked, and he looked at Orochimaru with some surprise, not expecting that at this time, the latter had already noticed this secret.

"Hmph, the bloodline of the Thousand Hands Mu Dun can devour anyone, but the only thing that can produce fusion is the power of the Writing Wheel Eye, so the same Vortex Clan, who is a blood relative of the Thousand Hands, also has this possibility!"

"At that time, the potential you have will be limitless! You will even eventually gain the power of the Six Dao Immortals!"

After saying that, Orochimaru closed his eyes and waited quietly, he believed that no one could refuse a glimmer of hope for great power, and he knew that the Uzumaki Wudao was more desperate than the desire for power of others.

Indeed, at this moment, the whirlpool Wudao slammed his heart, and there is no doubt that the bloodline of the whirlpool can be perfectly fused with the Wheel Eye, and the fusion of the two is like the touch between the two poles of yin and yang, and how powerful the power will be radiated has already been tried in this world.

Decades ago, Madara Uchiha, who was lucky enough to escape death in the Battle of Termination, managed to obtain the power of a thousand hands, and when he was on the verge of death, he deduced the 'Writing Wheel Eye' to the extreme, and developed the 'Samsara Eye'!

And if the Vortex clan with a similar bloodline has the power of the Writing Wheel Eye, although the growth of the Writing Wheel Eye is restricted when there is only one, but at that time, there is still a possibility that a new reincarnation eye will appear again.

After a moment of silence, Uzumaki Wudao slowly made up his mind and said, "Yes!

Really!

Orochimaru smiled faintly, opened his eyes and said, "Since that's the case." So, let's get started!"

"Here!?"

The whirlpool frowned.

"Hmph! The three generations of old men have already sent someone to keep an eye on me, and the laboratory is not suitable!"

Orochimaru smiled lowly, but there was an inexplicable coldness in that smile.

Could it be that Orochimaru already has a plan to leave the village at this time!?

Looking at the handsome face with pale and evil intentions, Uzumaki Wudao thought faintly in his heart.

Then, the shadows obscured, a cold finger was pointed at his forehead, and the next moment, a faint tingling sensation filled the left side of his entire face.

"Temporarily blocked the painful nerves, although there is still some pain, but everything will be worth it!"

Burst!

With a soft crunch in the dimness, it brought a sour and a sudden sense of emptiness.

Darkness is coming.

Half an hour later.

A faint shadow gradually disappeared into the room, and Uzumaki Wudao closed his left eye, and in the pupils, he could feel a faint pain gradually and inexplicably appear in his heart.

It was a strange and cold touch, full of estrangement!

But in just a moment, with the fusion of blood, a blazing breath instantly flowed all over the body.

Rumble!

Blazing like fire, a boiling sensation suddenly filled his entire left eye.

“。。 ”

In silence, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange feeling instantly appeared in front of him.

At this moment, the gaze seemed to have a substantial sense of power, and Uzumaki Wudao could feel that with the movement of his left eye, a trace of strange feeling appeared in the bottom of his heart, as if as long as his eyesight deepened, everything around him faintly had the illusion of sluggishness.

And in the outside world.

In the swirling left eye, three pitch-black magatama jade were displayed in a scarlet color, slowly spinning, and then, a faint and inexplicable aura gradually spread out.

Suddenly, he tilted his head slightly, and his gaze fell on a butterfly that had flown in at some point outside the window.

Father!

The next moment, with the change of mood, the three magatama in the writing wheel quickly condensed into a large magatama, and then, the surrounding void of the butterfly seemed to shake slightly, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the butterfly's wings fell off and quickly aged.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a wisp of ashes and fell.

"This. This is. The power of time!"

Subconsciously, Uzumaki Wudao clenched his fists violently and muttered to himself.

Time. A vague concept that is detached from the material world, its existence does not seem to have a precise position, but it does exist and affects the operation of the world.

But at that moment, the whirlpool did not feel the slightest feeling, as if it was just an unintentional movement in his heart, which triggered the leakage of that power.

In the room, Uzumaki Wudao's expression was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the space that was gradually recovering, and suddenly, a violent turmoil made him suddenly hug his head.

The sore spots, trances suddenly hit...

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