Chapter 567

"They are skeptical that the blue dye big brother is not dead....."

With the calm voice of the rope tree slowly falling on the field, the pupil suddenly shrink!

Her whole person suddenly calmed down, silenced for a long while, and her eyes were so low that she could not see the expression of her eyes.

The rope tree was incomprehensible and gave her a look. At this time, the hoarse voice of the hand was slowly sounded.

"The group of old fellows... can be really getting too much..."

"Let's go, rope tree, let me see what this group of old fellows are thinking!"

Speaking of this, I saw her slamming her eyes, and the delicate pretty face had already had no previous playfulness and a serious expression.

When I heard her, the rope tree whispered.

"Well, since the elder sister you agreed, then my order is complete, go back together."

After that, the hands were gently nodded, and the two people's silhouette quickly disappeared into the forest.

.........................

In the night, the stars are dotted on the dark sky, and the white moonlight shines.

Located in a remote forest in Muye Village, a small silhouette is slashing in the night under the sweat.

The hair of the youngster black is already covered with sweat, and the eyes are very tenacious.

The silver white blade flashed in the moonlight with a cold edge, held in the hands of the youngster, and slashed on the huge stump in front of him.

This movement has been going on for a long time, but there is only one deep knife mark on the stump.

Every youngster's slashing is exactly the same, the same angle, the strength of the continually strengthening, the slashing point of each slash is only the deeper dent.

"Hey!"

Just then, it seems that the arm is sour!

The youngster's action in the next slash was a slight stagnation, and the blade was involuntarily heavily chopped on the stump, but it was not cut to the same position as before!

"hu ...."

The youngster's breath has always been exhaled. Because of the long slashing, his body is already soaked in water, completely soaked.

Just then, in the dark, a hoarse and heavy voice was slowly sounding.

"It seems that today's cultivation has stopped here... Sasuke..."

With the appearance of hoarse voices, I saw the night in the hustle and bustle. In the forest not far away, a tall and generous silhouette slowly came to Sasuke.

His silver white hair was slightly conspicuous in the moonlight, and the skin on his face looked very old. The most noticeable thing was that his arm cuff was empty.

Hearing the voice of the comer, Sasuke slowly raised his head, which looked very exhausted. A pair of slightly faint scorpions couldn’t help but look at the ones, some reluctantly slow.

"朔茂Senior .... I can still insist!"

In this regard, Yan Mao was gently glanced at his arms and shivered in Sasuke, the voice hoarse.

"Your body can't hold it anymore. Blade Technique's cultivation must also be step by step. Your physical condition does not support you to go all the way. Go back."

After that, I stopped talking and slowly turned to walk in the village.

This is already the first week of Sasuke's follow-up cultivation, and the agreement with Watergate was reached in the previous invasion of Konoha.

After thinking about it again, Watergate decided to let the Mao who had given up the identity of the ninja to guide the growth of Sasuke. After all, in all aspects, Yan Mao was once an excellent ninja.

At this moment, when I heard about Mao, Sasuke was a glimpse of his eyes, and some dejected frustrations.

"This cultivation....this cultivation really makes me grow!"

I saw him with his head down, his eyes unwilling to look at his trembling arms and the white body. Under the moonlight, the silver-knife was so glaring.

After hearing Sasuke behind him, Yan Mao slowly stopped his footsteps and gently turned his head over his head, his voice slowly and heavy.

"Sasuke, even if there is a great ninja Innate Talent of Uchiha, but in the future battle between the enemy and the enemy, the most basic physical foundation is to test whether a ninja can live to the last best measure."

Speaking of this, I saw that Meng Mao’s eyes were also slightly condensed and continued.

"In the world of ninjas, facing a cruel battle, the exhaustion of Chakra is a common thing. What can we do if we can't use Ninjutsu is the real bare-chested battle! ”

“And among them, Blade Technique is the most powerful slaughter power as a born out of physical fitness!”

When I heard these words from Yan Mao, Sasuke's eyes were stared wide-eyed.

At this time, Yan Mao gave him a look and hoarse.

"Sasuke, hold the knife in your hand!"

When he heard him, Sasuke couldn't help but hold the knife in his hand.

"sou!"

A dark cold glow flashes in the night!

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, I saw Mars suddenly splashing!

Sasuke couldn't help but feel a pain in his palm. The knife in his hand had already turned and crashed into the grass in the distance.

He looked at him in the distance with some mistakes. Yan Mao looked at him calmly and his voice was quiet.

"You can't even get the most basic grip, and how do you think about further cultivation?"

"Don't lay these foundations well, even if your future moves are gorgeous, it's just a castle in the air, that's a real enemy, you won't have a chance to correct these mistakes."

After that, he slowly turned around and continued to walk to the village.

In Sasuke's thoughtful look, in the cold wind of the night, the husky voice of Yu Mao slowly floated.

"Go back, restore your body and come back tomorrow. I will start tomorrow. On the basis of the most basic grip, I will also teach you some new skills. If you can learn it, you must see yourself...."

After hearing this, a clear comprehension flashed in the eyes of Sasuke holding his palm.

He glanced at the knife on the big stump that ended his cultivation tonight. He couldn't help but feel a little glare. Then he saw him slowly getting up and picking up the knife. The little silhouette left the place with the cold wind.

The leaves are on a remote street.

Unlike the bustling Muye Night Market in the distance, this area is very simple and the lights are dark.

“pa ta !””pa ta !””pa ta !”

With a slow footstep sounding on the street, I saw a street lamp shining, and a white-haired 朔茂 slowly appeared from the corner.

With only one arm, he walked slowly and his face was very vicissitudes.

It doesn't look like a ninja who used to kill countless enemies on the battlefield. It is more like an old man with a ruin.

Just as he just walked under the dim light, his footsteps paused slightly, with a slightly hoarse voice calmly said.

"You came?"