Ninja School Medical Ninjutsu Basic Edition, the final version of the five grades is finalized.

Yuya made time to record his recent research on Hakura.

The Escape Technique of the Blood Inheritance Limit is a fusion of two chakras with different properties.

Everyone knows this.

However, few people pay attention to the specific integration situation.

Yuye used the Spiritualization Technique to switch back and forth many times, and finally it worked.

To put it simply, the reason why he couldn't even observe the power of insight into the rotation of his primordial three-hook jade was because of the lack of accuracy.

Chakra is the energy extracted from the cells and spirits, and it belongs to the cellular level.

But the chakra fusion of the Blood Relay Technique is in the genetic sequence.

The cause of this bloodline inheritance may be mutation, and then inherited.

It's innate.

It may also be a long-term use, fusing these two chakras, and then passing them down from generation to generation, gradually evolving this fusion into a fixed part of the body.

This kind of thing is acquired.

Therefore, if a family uses a special chakra property for a long time, it can evolve into a bloodline inheritance after a few generations of luck, and if it is unlucky, it may not be able to be fixed for hundreds of years.

And I want to directly skip the category of innate and acquired, and directly 'synthesize'.

The conditions required are extremely demanding!

First, the gene sequence must be observable.

Second, it has to be able to manipulate chakras down to the very least, inside the cell.

Finally, there is the mastery of chakra of two different natures.

At the moment, only the last condition has been met.

And the conditions that are not met:

Observation, perhaps only when the original three-hook jade is completely stabilized into a pattern.

The control power, the control power of the night is top, but the control of the cells in the self is difficult to be as precise as the control of the chakra in the meridians.

Wait until the Six Hooks Jade can observe its own chakra flow and control this flow before Yuya can try.

"At least the direction is right, and the road ahead will be easy."

"Three-hook jade pattern, and six-hook jade ......"

Yuya is not worried about the evolution of the Rokugotama.

Even if nothing else, just stealing pupil power every day, another two years is enough to reach this point.

However, the three-hook jade pattern, there is no idea for the time being, maybe it is still the most instinctive obsession of the Uchiha to be impacted?

Yuye put away his pen and looked at the sky.

"It's almost night."

……

Hinata's mansion, inner courtyard.

Hinata stood quietly at the edge of the courtyard, watching the battle at the training ground.

The two sides of the battle are the separated Kamino Hinata and the cousin Hinata Mio.

As always, Hinata was unable to break through Mio's defenses and was completely involved.

It can't break the defense, but it is constantly unloaded and borrowed.

In the end, Hinata could only stop the offensive and salute.

Since half a year ago, Hinata Mio has been no weaker than the upper ninja in the clan.

Up to now, a single upper ninja has been defeated in a short time.

Once or twice was fine, but later, as the elders of the clan, the ninjas made excuses no longer to practice.

Hinata Xiong, who only has a separate family, doesn't care about his face, and can improve in training, which is already one of the few survival goals for him as a separate family.

And Hizu, as another candidate to inherit the clan, is now not even qualified to participate in the battle.

I can only watch every time I train, trying to find the gap with Mio.

Over time, Hinazu roughly understood-

Mio's tricks have gone beyond the scope of the Hyuga family's inheritance and are developing to another level.

Hinazu vaguely saw something, but always felt that something was missing.

After training, Mio thought for a moment as usual, pondering what she needed to improve just now.

Hizoku knew this, so he didn't leave.

He hesitated, glancing at the sky.

Hizoku took out the prepared gift and stepped forward: "Mio, happy birthday." ”

Rizu sighed in his heart.

Mio is still a candidate, but everyone seems to have forgotten that today is her birthday.

On the other hand, Rizu's birthday has been blessed by many people.

But he knew that the reason why he still retained his status as a candidate, and why so many people were willing to celebrate his birthday, was entirely because Mio had always refused to accept the Zong family.

Otherwise, now, he may have been beaten into a caged bird and sent to the battlefield like his younger brother Richa, and his life is in danger at all times.

Whether it's out of gratitude or guilt for his cousin, Hizoku feels the need to send his due blessings.

However, Mio just took a look and returned to the small courtyard under house arrest.

……

"Birthday Wishes ......"

Mio returns to the small courtyard.

Next to the entrance, Hinata Shizuka's grave is already overgrown with grass.

Mio looked at it quietly, forgetting what had just happened.

Now the Hyuga family, she has completely lost her favor.

Whether Rizu is sincere or not, she doesn't care about it at all.

Because the people of the clan are all stained with Shizuka's blood.

Including herself.

She can't forgive the Zong family for what they did, and she can't forgive herself for not being able to save Shizuka.

The identity of the so-called clan is taken by whoever wants it.

All she needs is to keep growing.

Grow enough to break the cage in front of you, enough to break the shackles of the sect family.

Find a cleaner resting place for Shizuka.

For myself to one day, I can fly outside the cage and fight alongside them.

If not......

Mio strips off her coat and expertly medicates herself.

Thinking of this, her hand paused slightly.

"It's been two years......"

Mio's mind flashed through the bits and pieces of school.

When I first went to school, I was ridiculed by my classmates because of these eyes.

I secretly cried in the playground after school.

And the self who was carried back to Hinata's house by the night.。

The night tried to comfort himself along the way, and talked a lot.

But until now, she remembers every sentence.

Because that is her most precious memory.

After that, the high-spirited night, the suddenly depressed night.

and Qi Yue, who is always deliberately angry with herself, but does not allow others to bully her.

And Kushinai them.

The fragments of those years flashed in her mind many times.

Sometimes it does take away everything, but sometimes it precipitates everything.

Mio is locked in the courtyard, and it is these memories that are constantly precipitating that are supported.

The more time passed, the clearer those memories became.

The more precious it is, the more I feel... Out of reach.

She ignored the scars left by her crazy training and stared at the square night sky in a daze.

What did they experience on the battlefield?

Is there an extra person around them who is not familiar to them?

Has he gotten stronger?

Has he become cheerful?

It has been 68 days since he last wrote.

He's back.

Did he forget that today was my birthday......

Why didn't he come to me......

Mio curls up her slender legs and hugs her knees.

She looked longingly, looking out the window, gradually becoming obsolete.

In the dead of night, people always love to be sentimental.

Looking at the cold courtyard, and the sky that can't be escaped, I think of that person again.

Mio buried her head in her knees, her memories becoming more and more turbulent, and finally she couldn't help but sob.

Blurred eyes, glowing with glow.

The light that came from nowhere around her illuminated the room and illuminated her eyes.

Mio suddenly looked up, and the night sky outside the courtyard was full of Kong Ming lanterns at some point.

Glowing firelight, like stars.

There are silhouettes swaying in the lights.

It's clearly one's own.

She covered her mouth, crying and laughing.

Put on your clothes and run out desperately.