Konoha: Naruto Taught By Aizen Chapter 9

In the dark.

There was a fire in the distance, and Naruto woke up suddenly, only to find that he was in a magnificent palace.

An exquisite throne stands alone high at the far end of the palace.

Filled with a lonely, deserted atmosphere.

This is where?

Naruto was confused.

In the past, I would come to the sealed space after falling asleep, but this time it was a strange scene.

Why do I keep getting this weird thing?

Naruto couldn't help complaining.

"You're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." At this moment, an ethereal and dull voice echoed in the space, and then a figure shrouded in black shadow appeared beside the throne.

The man is wearing a black robe and a hood.

The face was covered by shadows, making it impossible to see clearly.

He stood upright on the edge of the throne, and he felt a little respectful?

Could it be the illusion of ninja?

Naruto's heart shuddered.

Perhaps because he started to practice, the third generation was worried, so he sent his subordinates to test himself with illusion?

Probably.

I can't show my flaws.

The cautious Naruto spoke first:

"Hello, where is this place?"

"This is your...kingdom." As the words fell, the originally lifeless palace glowed with vitality, and the entire space began to boil, and the stars spread, drawing a bright starry sky scene.

Just when Naruto was surprised, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes.

The next moment, he saw a black shadow appearing beside him, elegant and respectful.

Naruto took a step back warily.

His eyes stayed on Sombra's face.

The strange thing is that even if they face each other at close range, Sombra's face is still shrouded in shadow, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

"Who are you?" Naruto felt a sense of intimacy from the black shadow.

This is not illusion, not the temptation of the third generation.

For some reason, he suddenly believed in it.

Hearing Naruto's question, the black figure bowed respectfully to Naruto.

"I am the deepest power in your heart and the power you long for. I am your most loyal and reliable help to the cloud."

"Power? Is it as powerful as Mr. Aizen?" Naruto asked.

When the words fell, Naruto saw the black shadow tremble, and his tone was full of disappointment.

"Aizen? It turns out that for you, his power is powerful."

"It seems that the time has not come yet." The ravings of the black shadow echoed in the space, rustling.

"Remember, I am the only one you can trust, and I will be the sharpest blade in your hand, cutting all obstacles in front of you for you."

"you can call me......."

Hearing the whispering voice in his ear, Naruto's consciousness gradually blurred, the man in his sight became farther and farther away, and his voice became indistinct.

When his consciousness was plunged into darkness, a sentence rang clearly in his ear.

"Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water."

When Naruto woke up again, he had already returned to the house, and the candlelight was flickering, reflecting his cloudy and uncertain face.

"Just...what happened?"

"Flowers in the mirror?"

He held his head in confusion, and Qian Da slipped from his side and fell to the ground.

The blade is dark green, smooth and sharp.

This is not the original shallow hit!

Naruto held the transformed Zanpakutō in astonishment.

An unprecedented feeling welled up in my heart.

A mysterious introductory language emerged in my mind: "Crack it, it's a mirror image."

 …

In the early morning, Naruto woke up from his sleep. In a daze, he touched the Zanpakuto next to his pillow.

The cold knife handle lifted his spirits, and he got up without any sleepiness.

"Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water..." He muttered Zanpakuto's name, and rubbed his temples with a headache.

After Zanpakuto awakened yesterday, he felt exhausted and soon fell asleep.

This time, he did not go to the sealed space, and it was already morning when he woke up again.

"Mr. Aizen, my consciousness entered an unknown space yesterday, and I was told the name of Zanpakuto." Naruto raised the dark green Zanpakutō, trying to communicate with Aizen.

"Have you mastered Shijieyu?" Aizen's tone was full of suspicion.

The first solution is the first stage of Zanpakutō's liberation.

The Zanpakuto after the initial solution will have unique abilities.

Ordinary gods of death need at least ten years to master the initial solution. As for the second stage of the swastika, it is an area that ordinary gods of death cannot touch.

"It seems to be." Naruto said uncertainly: "It seems to be called the mirror flower and the water moon?"

"Flowers in the mirror?!" Lan Ran's pupils vibrated, and then fell into silence, no matter how Naruto called, he didn't respond.

In the sealed space, Lan Ran covered her face with her right hand, and the corner of her mouth suddenly curved strangely.

"Sure enough, as I thought, Naruto can use my power. I didn't even notice it. The spiritual pressure is still the same, and there is no abnormality in the body. Could it be that this is a replica?"

Deep laughter echoed in the sealed space.

"All of a sudden it's fun."

 …

After a simple wash, Naruto prepared a hearty breakfast for himself.

Two fried eggs and a piece of dry bread.

In view of training, he urgently needs supplementary nutrition.

After enjoying breakfast, Naruto went out and walked towards Konoha's weapon shop.

He needs to forge a knife and carry weights.

"Hello, uncle, I need to make a dark green knife and a weight." Naruto came to the weapon shop and said gently.

The weapon shop is in full swing, and the apprentices are working hard to forge.

The blacksmith uncle raised his head, his upper body was bare, and he wiped his sweat with his dark palms, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com frowned and took the sketch drawn by Naruto.

"By the way, this is the weapon purchase license given to me by my grandfather of the third generation." Naruto took out a license from his arms.

Civilians in Konoha cannot buy weapons arbitrarily, they need to obtain a license.

"These things..." Uncle Blacksmith quietly looked at the sketch, and pondered slightly.

The weapons of Konoha ninjas are similar, nothing more than shurikens, kunai, detonating charms, etc. Very few ninjas will issue commissions for forging swords, these are not technical tasks.

It's just that why did Naruto buy these things at such a young age?

Uncle Blacksmith looked at Naruto inquiringly, but nodded without asking.

Not chasing after customers' secrets is basic professionalism.

"No problem, pick it up in three days, please pay the deposit first."

Open the door to do business, he has no reason to refuse Naruto's lucrative commission.

"That's troublesome."

Leaving the weapon shop, Naruto walked towards the training ground.

The blacksmith stared at the sketch in a daze, and muttered to himself: "This knife is so long, it's strange, why did he order a 20KG load, can it really bear it at such a young age?"

He patted his head for a moment, and suddenly said: "What am I thinking, he is a nine-tailed demon fox, he must be different from ordinary people."

 …

Arriving at the training ground, Naruto began jogging around the training ground.

Every time the adrenaline surges, the thrill of breaking the limit is so addictive.

The sun rose three poles from early morning to noon, and the exhausted Naruto sat under the tree sweating, panting heavily.

"Shua, Shua, Shua." Suddenly, the surrounding bushes made a sound.

"Who?" Under Naruto's call, a young man with thick eyebrows walked out.

Chapter end