Strongest Saiyan of Konoha

Sakura Village.

As the name suggests, it is full of cherry trees, and it is also a mountain village like a paradise. Unfortunately, there is no tourism in this world, so the people here are relatively poor and have very little income.

In such a poor village, it is inevitable that no one will learn to open a store that teaches musical instruments, and it seems that it is about to close.

"Oh! Is my instrumental skills going to be lost like this? Even the last student has gone."

The owner is a gray-haired old man, holding a flute-like musical instrument alone, secretly hurting himself.

This instrument is called the shakuhachi. It is a very popular instrument in the world. Many people play this music.

Unfortunately, no one in this village learns musical instruments from him.

"Ugh!"

The old man sighed deeply, picked up the shakuhachi and started playing.

Don't say it yet.

As a veteran artist, his playing is still very rhythmic, and it sounds very nice, even attracting some passers-by to stop and listen.

Some children showed interest and seemed to want to learn.

The old man finished playing, watching the children hurriedly said.

"Xiaoshu, Nakamura, do you want to follow me to learn musical instruments, don't need money, and take care of you three meals a day, how about?" The old man looked at the two little boys not far away hopefully.

The old man’s family is not poor, and it can even be said that he is relatively rich in this village, because his son is a small businessman, which also leads to a good life in the old man’s home, otherwise the old man cannot afford to open a store.

of course.

He is an apprentice, and he certainly can't give money to his disciples. He can only take care of his benevolence and righteousness for up to three meals, which is the biggest concession he can make, otherwise his last trace of dignity will be lost.

Now after giving such a promise, the old man looked at the two children expectantly, wanting to see them nodding.

"Sorry grandpa, I still have to work and earn money. Mom and Dad don't want me to learn musical instruments. I don't want to burden them." said the little boy Nakamura.

"Yes, I have younger siblings to take care of, and I want to earn more money to take care of them, so I'm sorry."

The other kid also shook his head and refused. He was very interested in music. Unfortunately, for the sake of his family, he refused.

"Ugh!"

Hearing this, the old man sighed deeply and completely gave up on his last hope of accepting a disciple.

"Father, let's go home. It's good for us to live in such a dangerous world. Let's put the musical instruments away."

A fat man walked not far away, he came to the old man, pulled his clothes, and said persuasively.

"Hmph, it's not because of you. I haven't learned a piece of music for ten years. Otherwise, I won't find other disciples. I blame you."

Seeing his son, the old man was so angry that he picked up his musical instrument and began to beat his son. The beating his son grinned.

But in the end, all of his skills will be buried in the loess and will never be passed on. This is the greatest sorrow of the old man.

Tata!

Rhythmic footsteps sounded, and soon two figures came from a distance.

"Excuse me, are musical instruments taught here?"

A faint voice came, and the sound was not loud but weird into everyone's ears, which naturally attracted the attention of the old man.

"You want to learn a musical instrument?"

Hearing this question, the old man hurriedly walked over and looked at each other in surprise.

"Yes, but I don't apprentice a teacher. I just want to learn some basics or give me some basic materials." Naruto took Hinata and said lightly.

"Not apprentice?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then a deep disappointment appeared on his face, because he wanted to have his own disciple.

He refused to give up and continued: "Listen to me, you can learn more professionally only if you have a teacher. If you don't have a teacher, you will definitely not learn well. Even if you study for five or six years, there is no improvement.

After the old man finished speaking, he continued to mumble, talking about a lot of advantages of apprenticeship and a lot of disadvantages of not apprenticeship.

In short, that means that if you don't apprehend, you will never learn an instrument well.

Such nagging made Naruto a little headache, especially the smell of garlic, which made Naruto very speechless. He took a step back and said again.

"Well, your store will sell it to me along with the materials in it, so you won't bother your old man to learn musical instruments."

"This..."

Hearing this, the old man turned on the nagging mode again, and he talked a lot, and Naruto even wanted to turn around and leave.

Finally, the old man saw that Naruto was determined not to be a teacher, and the old man sighed.

"Forget it, there is nothing in this broken shop, just a few books and a few musical instruments, don't buy them, and rent them to you."

"also."

Naruto nodded, gave the other party money happily, and then took the cute little Hinata towards the musical instrument shop.

The old man still wanted to accept a disciple, but it was a pity that he finally shook his head and followed his son home.

Inside the musical instrument shop.

Naruto closed the store door and went to the counter and began to look through the information left.

There are a lot of materials here. Although most of them are for introductory materials, there are also some more professional materials, which are relatively detailed.

Naruto took out the recliner from the space, hugged Hinata and began to look at the materials. His soul is powerful and his memory is extraordinary. It is very easy for him to remember these materials, and don't forget that there is a shadow clone.

Boom boom boom!

The white mist filled, and soon the shadow clone appeared in the shop.

"Take one copy for one person and look carefully." Naruto said lightly.

"it is good."

The shadow avatar quickly picked up the materials to study, and one by one, he concentrated on learning the knowledge on the materials.

At the same time, Naruto ordered the **** servants to make various musical instruments.

There are not many musical instruments in this world, only those who are famous, such as Shamisen, Shakuhachi, Taiko, 13-string Guzheng, 17-string koto, Satsuma Pipa, and so on.

The number of these instruments is too small. Naruto plans to find more instruments to see which one is more suitable for the spiritual practice. After all, it is to improve his own strength and cannot be careless.

And he has a feeling that when his spirit is promoted to seven colors, he may get unimaginable benefits.

Although he still doesn't know what the benefits are, Naruto faintly feels that this is definitely the benefit he dreams of.

With deep expectations, Naruto continued to fall into learning.

This study lasted a long time, from daytime to early morning the next day, by this time Naruto and Shadow Clone had already read the information in their hands.

But just memorizing the information, it takes long practice to use and master.

"Enter the monthly reading space study, where no matter how long it has passed, the outside world is a moment, anyway, the information is also remembered, and the rest is application and practice."

Naruto whispered to start the monthly reading, and took Hinata into the monthly reading space.

Time passed slowly, and soon another two days passed.

It only took three days to rent a musical instrument store from Naruto.

In these three days.

The owner of the shop, that is, the old man, has been thinking about his own musical instrument skills and wanted to pass on it, but unfortunately he still failed to do so.

In an upset mood, he was about to play with a musical instrument at home, and suddenly there was the sound of running outside.

Bang!

The door of the room was pushed open and his son rushed in.

"Father, go away, something went wrong in your shop."

"Something happened? What happened? There is nothing in my store. What can happen if I don't break the store? Wait, won't it really break the store for me?"

The old man also stood up anxiously.

"It's not a smashed shop, you will come and see with me, you will know when you go."

The old man's son didn't say much, and he took the old man and walked out, fast and very anxious.

This kind of anxiety also made the old man solemn, not knowing what happened, and he was also worried.