The next day, in the afternoon.

'Squeak! ’

The door of the courtyard was pushed open, and a figure in a kimono walked in from the outside, with black hedgehog hair draped over his shoulders, his face was slightly gloomy, and he held a wine jar in his hand, and when he pushed the door open, he raised it and poured two sips.

"You're here anyway."

Uchiha looked at the person who came, his face was indifferent, he put away the ninjutsu scroll in his hand, and then tidied up the seat full of scrolls next to him, and waved his hand: "Sit down." ”

'Smack! ’

The kimono figure was not polite, walked straight over and sat on the chair, put the sake jar on the table in front of him, then raised it and poured two more sips, with a gloomy face and silence.

"How's it going?"

Uchiha looked at the expression on his face, thought about it slightly, and said in a flat tone: "Actually, if you don't say it, I know that this matter was wrong from the beginning, and the two clans of Thousand Hands and Uchiha, the will of hatred for hundreds of years, is not easy to resolve at all. ”

"The outcome of the matter has been doomed from the beginning, after all, you don't have the strength to refute the general trend now, and all you can do is slowly accumulate strength......

"I'm going to the battlefield."

Madara Uchiha opened his mouth abruptly, interrupting what Kura was saying, feeling the other party's hesitant gaze, he poured two sips of wine again, and said with a cold face: "I need strength, the battlefield is the best place to go at the moment." ”

“…… I'm glad you came to your senses. ”

Uchiha looked at Madara with a cold aura, as if he felt the familiarity of the previous again, smiled slightly, and said: "In this world, it is never fate that controls the world, but the world holds the fate in its hands, and every decision made must be responsible for it. ”

"Here you go."

Madara Uchiha's face was indifferent, he pushed the wine jar forward, and then got up and walked towards the door, when he walked to the door, his steps paused slightly, and he said in a low tone: "Since I said that to the pillars, I have hidden that stupid memory, although it is indeed very nostalgic, but now I don't need that kind of warmth, all I need is strong strength!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for him to come back to his senses, he pushed the door open and left without looking back.

'Bang! ’

The wooden door of the room was closed and rattled.

It indicates that the once indifferent and wise Madara Uchiha has returned, and Madara, who has experienced a period of relaxed nostalgia, is buried deep in his heart, and may never appear again in this life.

'Goo, goo......

"Ahem......"

Uchiha Zang picked up the wine jar on the table, poured two sips, the first time he drank wine, this spicy and stimulating taste, he choked and coughed, and his cheeks were a little red, as if he was not strong enough to drink at all.

"It's good to be back."

Uchiha Zang narrowed his hazy eyes slightly, lifted the jar again, poured two sips of wine, endured the spicy and stimulating taste, did not cough again, wiped the water at the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "The current Uchiha, what is needed is not the indecisive Uchiha Madara, but the Madara with the decisive momentum of killing, otherwise I will be too lonely by myself......"

'Plop! ’

The next moment, he was not strong enough to drink at all, and with the stamina surging in his heart, he instantly lay on the table, his face was flushed, and he fell asleep.

……

The Thousand Hands Clan Station, the lobby.

Thousand-Handed Patriarch, the Thousand-Handed Buddha was sitting in the first seat at this time, his face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes looked down, he glanced over the Thousand-Handed Pillar on the ground, and snorted coldly: "Pillar, you really disappointed me too much!" ”

"I'm sorry, Father......"

The thousand-handed pillar hung his head down, kneeling on the ground and not daring to act rashly.

And not far from him, there was a young man with white hair, a silver-white forehead guard, and a red oil paint pattern dyed on both sides of his cheeks.

"You have a private friendship with the son of Uchiha Tajima, and you have already violated the taboo in the clan, and because of this incident, the mineral veins and iron bamboo veins of the family's frontline battlefield were also attacked by the other party's elders and secret ninjas, and suffered heavy casualties!"

The Thousand-Handed Buddha had a gloomy face, and said angrily: "If you weren't my son, you would have been condemned for the crime of treason. You said that your own talent is sparse and ordinary, you want physical skills, physical skills are not good, you want ninjutsu, ninjutsu is average, can't you learn it from your younger brother, let me save some heart!? ”

“……”

Kneeling on the ground between the thousand hands pillars, his hands pressed on his legs clenched into fists, and his head hung down, making it difficult to see his actual face and emotions.

The Thousand Hands on the side crossed his arms in front of his chest, his face was calm, his eyes glanced over the body kneeling on the ground between the pillars, and then looked at the first Thousand Hands Buddha, and said: "Father, in fact, this can't be all blamed on the eldest brother, it is really the Uchiha clan who are cunning by nature, and the eldest brother is naturally easy to be gullible, and being bewitched by the other party's words is also due to being too careless." ”

"Hmmm......"

The Thousand-Handed Buddha heard his second son speak to relieve the siege, and the look on his face immediately became much better, looking down at the pillar who lowered his head and didn't dare to answer, and snorted coldly: "If you can have half of your brother's talent and qualifications, you don't have to worry too much about me, so it can be seen that the future Thousand-Handed Clan must not be handed over to you!" ”

“……”

The Thousand Hands Pillar was still like a quail, kneeling on the ground indifferent, at this time, he was still immersed in sadness, and the words Madara said before leaving, like a sharp blade, pierced his heart.

The Thousand Hands looked at the Thousand Hands Buddha, who had already vented most of his anger, and immediately spoke: "Father, although the eldest brother is a little stupid in terms of acting, but he has experienced a blow this time, and he has also seen through the true face of the Uchiha clan, and he will definitely not do it again in the future." ”

"Well, what you said is right, eat a trench, grow a wisdom, a person with a character like him is not suitable as a ninja at all, suffer more losses, increase your memory, and avoid the regret that will only occur when you go to the battlefield and be killed in the future."

The Thousand-Handed Buddha nodded, his face returned to calm, and the eyes that looked at his second son became extremely satisfied.

In the entire Thousand Hands Clan, everyone will know that among his sons, only the second son, Thousand Hands, has outstanding talents, and the rest are only mediocre in qualifications, not to mention being killed by the enemy some time in advance.

The eldest son, Thousand Hands Pillar, is barely a genius in talent, but his personality is too cowardly, and he is not enough to serve as the future leader of the Thousand Hands Clan, and he cannot lead the Thousand Hands Clan to see the ambition of ruling the Warring States!

Therefore, the high-level members of the Thousand Hands Clan are also leaning their cultivation focus on the Thousand Hands Gate, whether it is strategy, ninjutsu, physical arts, resources can be deployed anytime and anywhere, and they have already cultivated each other as candidates for the future patriarch.

Wonderful!