Behind The Scenes From Konoha

"Damn, my physique is so strong, why are my legs numb?"

Sitting on the ground, Shimura Xuanding kneaded his legs depressedly, and accelerated the flow of blood with his immortal power.

This time, after sitting cross-legged on the bed for two full days and two nights, the blood flow in the legs was slow, and they were immediately numb.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is strong enough, even if he hit the ground face-to-face, he didn't get a nosebleed. Instead, he smashed a hole in the wooden floor.

After recovering his legs, he walked out of the room, and while instructing the maid to prepare food and ink, he went to Master Zitie's yard to see how the five sets of swords he made.

"Master Zi Tie really deserves to be the number one swordsmith in the Land of Fire, this skill is undeniable!"

Picking up a long sword and juggling with it, Shimura Gending nodded in satisfaction.

Although heavy gold materials do not require tedious fusion and hammering, it is not easy to forge a perfect sword.

The blade of a sword needs to be absolutely straight to be considered perfect, and a slight bend will make the force uneven.

The stronger the samurai, the more he can feel the flaws of the sword body, which will have a certain impact on the display of strength.

It is not for nothing that Master Zi Tie is known as the number one swordsmith in the Kingdom of Fire. Even though his strength has weakened due to his age, the five swords he forged are still flawless with his superb skills.

"As long as the young master is satisfied!"

Seeing that Zhimura Xuanding was satisfied, Zi Tie was also very happy, after all, it was up to the young master whether he could be forged with natural fairy fire again in the future.

"I've taken these five sets of swords. Get ready, we'll set off for Konoha in two days."

As a reminder, Shimura Xuanding picked up the five sets of swords and turned back to his yard.

He didn’t stay idle even after he came back. After eating the meal prepared by the maid, he rubbed his hands to comprehend the five sets of swords and prepared for tomorrow’s sparring. Five sets of matching swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

He didn't develop these five sets of swordsmanship and swordsmanship for himself, but for the warriors, and he planned to spread them to the world, so that all the warriors would become his disciples of Shimura Xuanding.

In this world, there is a lot of emphasis on master-student inheritance, not only among ninjas, but also among samurai.

If one can become the mentor of many samurai, the honor and influence that can be obtained are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At least let all the warriors who have practiced these five sets of swordsmanship and swordsmanship write down their kindness, paving the way for future competition for the position of general.

When night fell, the five sets of sword skills and swordsmanship practice scrolls were written, and Shimura Xuanding did not rest, and picked up the five sets of swords and waved them in the yard.

Although I have already integrated these five sets of sword skills into my own consciousness in the black cauldron space, and even competed with the replicas of the fiancée, Tsunade, Chiyo and Xiangyu, but after all, it is only a conscious exercise. The body is not synchronized yet, and a wave of hard work is needed.

The whole night passed like this. Although he didn't sleep all night, Shimura Gending was still in high spirits.

With his current physical fitness, it's fine even if he doesn't rest for a few days and nights, not to mention that when his consciousness entered the black cauldron space two days ago, his body had been in a state of deep sleep, and he had already had enough sleep.

When the sun was three poles high, Shimura Xuanding put the five scrolls on Dazui's father's back, and brought them to the lake, where his grandfather had already knelt there, and the warriors who knelt around him were all his own. Grandpa's disciple.

Not paying attention to the samurai disciples around him, Shimura Xuanding's eyes fell on the seven figures sitting side by side with his grandfather Yan Ren Jianhao.

Two of them were his old father Guoying and his uncle Blazing Swordsman, and he had seen the information of one person who was the general of Iron Country, but the other four were very strange.

"Could it be a swordsman from the other four great nations? Or even a general?"

Seeing the iconic clothes of the four, Gento Shimura probably guessed their identities.

There are not many people in the whole world who can sit on an equal footing with this grandfather, and judging from the feeling, those four people don't seem to be much weaker than the grandfather.

And this weakness is mainly because my grandfather has regained his youth due to the technique of Yongchun. If it is the old body, it is estimated to be similar to those four people.

"Sao b, it's too sloppy!"

Seeing Shimura Gending coming towards him, Zhanyun Jianhao squinted his eyes and immediately gave a s package evaluation.

It's not that he squinted his eyes, but that the heavy gold armor on that kid's body is too weak, and its reflection rate is comparable to that of a mirror. Now that he is walking towards the rising sun, it just reflects the sunlight to their side, even if he wants to open his eyes wide .

Among other things, this reflective ability alone is very practical, and can blind the eyes of the enemy in battle.

Of course, it is also possible to blind teammates' eyes and become pig teammates.

"You old ghost, you don't know how to share this good thing!"

Blazing Swordsman saw the Flaming Swordsman wearing a pair of sunglasses at some point, and suddenly felt unbalanced.

Yanren Jianhao waved his hand, and the maid behind came forward with a plate and presented the sunglasses on it to Zhanyun Jianhao and the others one by one.

He had expected this scene a long time ago, after all, he had been dazzled by that grandson's heavy gold armor several times before, and this kind of sunglasses was recommended by that grandson, and the effect was good.

"I've seen my grandfather, I've seen all the senior swordsmen!"

After bowing to them, Shimura Xuanding wondered why the swordsman generals from these countries were in his grandfather's mansion.

You must know that the five major countries have set up special residences in each other's capitals to facilitate mutual communication, which is equivalent to the embassy in the previous life.

It stands to reason that these people would appear here for no reason, why are they all here today?

besides……

"Why are the girls here?"

His eyes fell on Tsunade who was kneeling behind his old father's left, and he was even more puzzled.

Shouldn't this bitch be a prodigal in a casino in Konoha right now?

Could it be that the 100 million taels of medical expenses last time were wiped out?

With a mutter to himself, his eyes shifted to a young man behind the old father on the right, and the other party nodded politely.

"That should be the 50-50 old father!"

Looking at the prematurely aging white hair, he probably guessed the other party's identity, it should be that Konoha Baiya.

Why did these two people come to the capital at the same time? Did something happen?

"Natural energy is indeed converging towards him!"

Duan Shui Jianhao, who had been sensing the surrounding energy, was excited, and the other generals were also overjoyed, and they also sensed it.

The reason why they gathered at Yanren Jianhao's mansion this time was to see Shimura Xuanding, the only person who has cultivated immortal energy, and to further confirm the authenticity of the immortal energy cultivation method.

Now it seems that the immortal energy cultivation method can absorb and refine natural energy, and the efficiency is not low. This discovery makes several people more satisfied.

"Is this the new sword you mentioned last time?"

His eyes fell on the several swords on Shimura Xuanding's back, and Yan Ren Jianhao looked forward to it even more.

Those swords are indeed different from today's swords, but I don't know how effective they are and whether they are easy to use.

"That's right, this is the new knife and new sword I forged in three days!"

Shimura Xuanding stepped forward confidently, thrust the four sets of swords behind his back in front of his grandfather, and finally took off a soft sword wrapped around his waist.

"Huh!"

With a cry of surprise, Duanshui Jianhao, who was kneeling beside the Flame Blade Swordhao, wrapped his vitality around the soft sword and looked carefully, and the others also turned their gazes.

This is the first time they have seen this kind of soft sword. Everyone is a top swordsman, and their eyesight is naturally not bad, so they immediately thought of some good usages based on this soft sword.

"Little guy, don't mind if the old man's disciple competes with you with this sword!"

Looking at the soft sword in his hand, Duan Shui Jianhao said with a smile, he became interested in the young man in front of him, and also in this kind of soft sword.

"Ugh! It's a junior's honor to compete with senior's master disciples."

Slightly stunned, after looking at his grandfather to see if there was any objection, Shimura Xuanding nodded in response.

"Hey, hey, the opponent who robbed my daughter is immoral. If you want to fight, you can do it, and you have to win some prizes!"

At this time, Blazing Swordsman suddenly opened his mouth to express his dissatisfaction, and at the same time signaled Duan Shui Jianhao to take some benefits.

"You still don't suffer as before!"

Glaring at the past angrily, Duan Shui Jianhao thought for a while, took off a piece of hooked jade worn on his waist, and said: "This piece of water hooked jade contains natural energy of water attribute, and it has many wonderful advantages. If you can overcome it This old man’s apprentice, I’ll give you this piece of jade!”

"Thank you, senior, for your generosity!"

The starry eyes were shining brightly, greed surged in Shimura Xuanding's heart, and he was bound to get that piece of water hook jade.

"Better than the old man's listening first, and then thank you!"

With a chuckle, Duan Shui Jianhao gestured to the disciple who was kneeling on the left rear of his body.

Ting Shui got up and came out more and more, and came to the open space to stand with a knife.

Zhimura Xuanding wrapped the soft sword with the silk thread of Xianyuanli and pulled it into his hand, and stood ten meters in front of Tingshui, staring at Tingshui on the opposite side seriously.

The two entered into a confrontation, but Shimura Xuanding suddenly asked a strange question.

"Excuse me, are you a woman?"

With puzzled eyes, he sized up the other party's neck without Adam's apple and ordinary chest, and then looked at the coquettish fair and delicate face. Rao Shimura Gending stored more than ten tons of learning materials in the computer in his previous life, and he also It was difficult to tell whether the person was a man or a woman.

"I am male!"

The palm holding the handle of the knife tightened, Ting Shui said every word, showing that he is a pure man.

"It's a pity to have such a long face on you!"

With a sigh of regret, Shimura Xuanding straightened his face, put the soft sword in his hand in front of his body, and said reverently: "The sword is named Golden Snake, and it was made of heavy gold by Zitie, the number one swordsmith in the Kingdom of Fire. Nineteen centimeters, with a net weight of six kilograms and seven hundred and eighty-nine grams!"

As soon as this high-profile opening battle language appeared, the atmosphere in the room was condensed. Even Yan Renjianhao and others sitting in the main seat couldn't help but look at their sabers, wondering if they should learn from this set of opening battles in the future. The language enhances one's compulsion.

After all, being strong or not is one thing, but being handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime.

And Zi Tie, who followed Zhimura Xuanding over to watch the excitement, blushed even more excitedly, he loved this set of high-impact opening words to death.

The face of Tingshui on the opposite side froze, but he quickly realized that he held the saber in his hand in front of his eyes devoutly, and explained reverently: "The name of the sword is Tingyu, which is the swordsmith of the Kingdom of Water, who collected the meteoric iron from the sky and fused it with the water attribute. Forged from energy metal, the blade is seventy-three centimeters long and has a net weight of five kilograms!"

After finishing speaking, Ting Shui broke into a cold sweat secretly. Fortunately, he knew a little about the saber in his hand, otherwise today would be embarrassing.

"It can keep up with my style, not bad!"

Admiring secretly, Shimura Xuanding stared at Tingshui on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice: "You learn swords?"

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Ting Shui on the opposite side was a little confused, but he nodded along with the rhythm and said, "Learn!"

"Do you know what the essence of the sword is?"

"you know?"

Continuing to listen to Xuan Ding's words in the water to show his will, although he didn't want to be so passive, it would be better to just draw his sword and kill, but unfortunately the atmosphere has already been created, and it is impossible to interrupt at this time.

After all, he is the closed disciple of the water-breaking swordsman in the country of water, so he must be graceful when doing things. At the same time, he is also very interested in the essence of the sword that the guy opposite said.

"It's about the guts!"

"Guts?"

She blinked her eyes cutely, and immediately thought of the gallbladder when listening to the water. Does practicing knives have anything to do with the gallbladder?

Do you want to develop a cholecystitis? Or gallstones?