The morning sun shone on the earth, and the curling smoke drifted out of the window, and it was estimated that someone's breakfast was burned, and a smell of burnt food came through the window and spread to the street. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the training ground in the backyard of the Qingwan family, Yuehua was naked, holding the ice wheel pill in the morning light, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans crackled and rolled down, shattering into eight petals on the ground, and pieces of well-proportioned muscles shone in the morning light.

Practicing knives every day is a habit that Yuehua thunder can't move, except for when he goes out on a mission, the rest of the time Yuehua is practicing knife skills rain or shine, without a day of interruption, this is the case when he was in the village, and the same is true at the base of Orochimaru.

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight, one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, two thousand. After the two thousand swings, Yuehua slowly exhaled and retracted the Ice Wheel Pill into its scabbard.

Two thousand swings is the optimal number, and if you don't have the training, you won't be able to achieve it, and if you do more, it will easily cause additional burden on the muscles of the body, and not only will it not serve the purpose of training, but it may even cause injury, which is recorded in the ancestral scroll of the Aoman family.

From this point, it can be seen how important it is to have no inheritance, no teacher, no inheritance, no matter how talented it is, it is difficult to become a great weapon after all, the so-called inheritance is not only a powerful ninjutsu or forbidden art, but more importantly, such details as in knife practice, the more subtle the details, the more can not be underestimated.

Yuehua walked towards the house, sweating all over, and needed to take a shower to clean it, but after only two steps, Yuehua stopped, and his eyes fell on the bushes on the side, someone broke the barrier he had laid and broke in.

"Lord Yuehua, my subordinates came on the orders of Lord Tuanzang, and this is something that was handed over to you. The masked Ninja of Root emerged from the bushes and knelt respectfully in front of Tsukika, holding a long wooden box in his hand.

Yuehua took the box and opened it, and there was a scroll, a syringe, and some strange medicinal herbs, as well as a passbook and a map.

"I've got the stuff, you can go back. Yuehua waved her hand, and the ninja of the root nodded slightly, and then disappeared in place in an instant, leaving only the fallen leaves floating in the wind swirling in midair.

After rearranging the soundproof barrier, Yuehua returned to her room, took a shower and changed her clothes, and came to the study with a long wooden box.

"I'll see, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... The teacher is really generous, so much money, tsk. Yuehua opened the passbook and counted it roughly, a series of zeros made the corners of Yuehua's mouth curl, and there was a note sandwiched in the middle of the passbook, on which was the password of the passbook.

Then Yuehua picked up the map and spread it out to see that it was a very detailed map of the entire territory of the Fire Country, the date on it was the most recent period, because the ninja battles often changed the terrain and landforms, so even the map had to be mapped every once in a while, otherwise the map would be inaccurate and cause trouble.

On the map, about fifty miles outside Konoha Village, there is a red dot marked, which is the location of the base provided by Tuan Zang, and there is a document under the map, which details the situation of this base, which is a base for the root, and the ninjas of the root go out on a mission, and they also need a place to rest, and the Tuan Zang gives a place.

"Passbooks, maps, let's look at this scroll. Yuehua put down the map, picked up the scroll in the box, and as soon as she opened it, her attention was immediately drawn to it.

After a long time, Yuehua put down the scroll in his hand quite reluctantly, and was both surprised and aware in his heart, the curse mark is strictly speaking, a potion-like thing, and the medicinal materials in the box are used to mix the spell seal, and Tuan Zang directly sent a copy.

The spell mark is mixed with the drug mixture, mixed into the caster's chakra, and then injected into the target's body, which can bind the target by echoing that part of the chakra, and the method of spell mark entry is generally by means of injection, and only the transformation maniac of Orochimaru can transform the body into a thousand strange things, and can inject the curse mark like a snake secreting venom.

Danzang doesn't have the ability of Orochimaru, and he injects spell marks through a syringe, but this method can only be used when the target is obedient, and cannot be forcibly injected like Orochimaru.

"The mark of the root of the tongue, the mark of the curse of self-karma. Yuehua shook his head, his own teacher is really not a good thing, the seal of the root of the tongue is to not leak confidential information, and the seal of the self-employment curse is the curse mark used to bind the control, it is a shame that he can be justified and scolded the three generations, saying that the root is only the curse mark to prevent the leakage of intelligence, it is really hell.

Two spell marks, two formulas, Tuan Zang didn't hide his secrets, he took them all out and handed them over to Yuehua, although Tuan Zang was a little scum in many aspects, but he was really good to his apprentices.

The things were in hand, and the purpose of returning to the village was achieved, but Yuehua did not leave the village immediately, but tried to prepare the spell seal potion.

An empty utility room, with doors and windows closed, can see through the window the purple gas wafting inside, making the interior of the room hazy and unclear.

"This spell mark is amazing, it smells so damn bad. Yuehua covered her nose and muttered a grumble, while carefully watching the glass pot on the stove, the dark purple liquid in it was tumbling, and the color of the liquid was slowly fading as time passed.

Finally, when the color of the liquid disappeared, and when the liquid became colorless and transparent, Yuehua poured the prepared six hundred milliliters of blood into the pot, and the liquid shone with a colorful color, and then strangely changed back to a faint purple.

"Finally it worked. Yuehua extinguished the fire, watching the lilac liquid in the glass pot gradually settle down, and could sense the chakra fluctuations in the liquid, and only six hundred milliliters of blood contained Yuehua's chakra, which meant that Yuehua could echo the spell seal liquid and bind the target.

Only when the curse mark liquid in the pot had completely settled down did Yuehua pour it into the prepared syringes, ten syringes filled with lilac liquid, neatly stacked on the table, not a single drop more, not a single drop less, a perfect amount.

"The seal of self-karma spell is a beautiful color. Yuehua picked up a syringe and held it high in the light, the lilac halo was mysterious, but such a beautiful thing was the most vicious.

However, the curse mark is not really unsolvable, if you give Orochimaru time, I'm afraid there is no spell mark that he can't crack, even if it's a curse mark that has been improved many times in this group, you can use the spell mark to bind your subordinates, but you can't think that you can sit back and relax, Orochimaru is an expert in cracking the spell mark, and the spell mark given by the scorpion will not be unlocked by Orochimaru.

"Hawkers, but there's no need to worry about this, there are almost no people in the ninja world who can compete with Orochimaru, and Orochimaru won't be able to get along with me. Yuehua smiled self-deprecatingly, sealed all the syringes into the scroll, and then opened the doors and windows to ventilate and remove the remaining traces.