"Compassion?"

Rokuzawa was puzzled when he heard this.

He had only vaguely heard of the 'Immortal Talent', but he didn't know much about it.

Now the old monk's words touched his cognitive blind spot.

Seeing this, the old monk explained with a smile: "The so-called 'compassion' emotion is actually an external manifestation of the spiritual changes of the human body. ”

"Essentially, it still belongs to the category of spiritual power."

"Just as the nature of chakra changes and can show different characteristics, 'compassion' is a form of spiritual power."

"And using this kind of changing spiritual power to refine the chakra, a new power will be generated, which is the so-called 'Immortal Talent'!"

"I see!"

Rokuzawa suddenly realized and said seriously: "Just like the Uchiha clan's writing wheels, the emotions of love and hate are opposed, stimulating each other, and their spiritual power can greatly increase and change. ”

"And this kind of changed spiritual power is integrated into the chakra, forming the so-called 'child power', and it has also become the source of the power of the lifting and evolution of the writing wheel!"

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but get excited.

Because he saw another direction of development of the power of chakra, his understanding of the power of chakra took another step.

Bang Bang Bang!

Master Xuankong applauded lightly and praised: "I didn't expect the little benefactor to have an amazing understanding, and he actually understood the key so quickly, and he can draw inferences from one another!" ”

"The master's award is mainly due to the master's selflessness in solving my doubts, otherwise I would not have been able to understand such a mystery!" Rokuzawa said as he bowed to the old man.

"However, if the master teaches me such a chakra mystery, aren't you afraid of Konoha being asked?" He asked again curiously.

Xuankong shook his head and said with a slight smile: "The old monk is a monk, and the secular rules have long been ignored, so naturally he can't control the old monk!" ”

"What's more, even if you knew?"

"In the past, there were 500 monks in the Temple of Fire, and they chanted the Buddha day and night, but there was not one in a hundred who truly comprehended and mastered the 'talent of the immortal clan'."

"Are you really so confident to be one of the few?"

"This ......"

Rokuzawa couldn't answer.

It's one thing to know something, but it's another thing to know something.

"However, the little benefactor has a fate with me, if you are willing to stay and join my Fire Temple, I am willing to teach you wholeheartedly and help you truly master the 'Immortal Talent'!" The old man looked at Rokuzawa with burning eyes and said.

"Forget it then!"

Liu Ze waved his hand again and again when he heard this, and said with a smile: "My six roots are not pure, and the dust is not over." ”

"Monk, forget it!"

The monks in the ninja world are different from the monks in his society in his previous life, the monks here don't have so many precepts to keep, but after all, they are monks and want to cut off the relationship with the earth.

If you let him cut off the worldly fate and stay with the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for a lifetime, then it is better to kill him directly.

"That's a shame!"

Xuankong shook his head and sighed: "With the understanding of a little benefactor, I will definitely be able to become a high-ranking monk in the future!" ”

"Even after me, it is unknown whether I will take over as the abbot of the Temple of Fire!"

"Then who knows?"

Rokuzawa smiled wryly and didn't dare to answer.

At this moment, a number of monks came over, and they all rolled up their sleeves and held tools, looking ready to build fortifications.

"Excuse me, Master, they ...... What are they going to do? Rokuzawa hesitated and asked.

"Oh, they're going to clean up the ruins and rebuild the Fire Temple!" The old monk glanced around and said.

Although this will be a lot of trouble and add a lot of workload, they still prefer to stay in this place rendered by Buddha rhyme.

"I see, then I won't bother!"

Rokuzawa nodded, took advantage of the situation and left.

Seeing his ups and downs and leaping away, several young monks came to Xuankong.

"Master, who was that just now?" A monk asked curiously.

"A young man who wants to go to 'Miaomu Mountain' to seek immortal arts!" The old man said with a smile.

"Oh, that's right—"

The monks suddenly felt that it was not interesting, and then they scattered and went to clean up the ruins.

On the other side, bidding farewell to the old monk of the Fire Temple, Rokuzawa followed the route guided by others, and after nearly half an hour of galloping, he came to the foot of a small mountain.

The hill is not very high, and the altitude is only about 300 meters.

The mountains are lush and green, and you can occasionally hear a birdsong or two, and it seems that the ecological environment is not bad.

But then again, the ninja world is still in a vast and sparsely populated phase unlike the modern society in which he is located.

In addition, the vegetation growth is also somewhat abnormal, so the wild is full of wilderness, even primeval forests, and large trees more than ten meters tall abound.

So, on the whole, the ecological environment of the ninja world is actually far more than the modern society in which he originally lived.

Walking along the gravel path, Rokuzawa slowly saw some scattered pedestrians.

They are all ninjas, from all over the world.

Obviously, those are the same guys who want to try their luck at 'Myoki Mountain' like him.

However, compared to the popular 'Dragon Cave', there are significantly fewer people coming here.

"Alas, it's a pity, I can only go to the 'Dragon Land Cave' to fight!" There were ninjas who came out together, sighing incessantly.

Although what he said was not very specific, seeing the depressed appearance of several of them, Liu Ze could still roughly guess that he must have been rejected by the immortals of 'Miaomu Mountain', and was ready to go to the 'Dragon Land Cave' to learn immortal arts.

"Yes, I can only go to the 'Dragon Cave' to fight!"

The others sighed and walked off without looking back.

Seeing that he didn't stop, Rokuzawa listened to the sighs of the people along the way and continued to move forward, and soon came to the edge of a waterhole at the foot of the mountain.

It was a small waterhole built under a roadside pavilion, but it was only five meters square, like an ornamental fish pond.

It's just that the water inside is so clear that there aren't a single fish in sight, only a few pebbles scattered messily on the bottom of the pool.

Although it may seem unremarkable, it is actually the entrance to one of the three sacred sites, Mt. Myogi.

It is said that this waterhole is connected to another waterhole in the 'Myoki Mountain', and as long as you enter the water and go downstream, you can pass through the dimensional passage and exit from another waterhole and enter the alien dimension where the 'Myomu Mountain' is located.

Thinking of this, Rokuzawa circled around the waterhole, wanting to see what kind of mystery this waterhole contains, so that the two waterholes in different spaces can be connected.

Unfortunately, after observing the waterhole several times, he still didn't see any fame.

"The power of the immortals is truly incredible!"

After a heartfelt sigh, he didn't waste any more time, and then a man plunged into the waterhole and swam quickly to the bottom of the pool.