Naruto: Starting from Tsunade-san

The surgery related to pupil transplantation has come to an end for the time being. Sasuke lies quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes wrapped with white gauze.

"How do you feel?" Qingzhi asked aloud.

"I can feel the strength my brother gives me."

Qingzhi nodded, feeling a little envious in his heart.

What a good fate, the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan opened at this age.

"You should rest well next."

Aokiji stretched out his hand and pressed it on Sasuke's forehead, his hand glowing fluorescent green.

Sasuke felt sleepiness coming over him, so he didn't resist and chose to sleep quietly.

"Then it's time for me to appear."

Qing Pheasant whispered, as if talking in his sleep.

Entering Sasuke's mental space, it was pitch black at first, and then a large screen like a ppt began to appear.

A brief glance reveals some memories of Sasuke.

He walked deeper into his memory. Originally, he had reached the end at this point. There was endless darkness in front of him, and he could no longer continue to explore, but this time it was different from the past.

A faint light source appeared, and Qingzhi was secretly happy. His guess was indeed correct.

He walked for a long, long time. If it weren't for the guidance of this light, Qing Zhi felt that he would have stopped midway and chosen to give up.

Qing Zhi felt something in his heart and stopped. Suddenly, the surroundings began to change. The halo in front of his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a group of swaying flames, which then became the center and illuminated the surroundings.

Only then did Qing Pheasant see clearly how the flame was produced. This flame was produced by a bonfire and made a puffing sound from time to time.

Beside the bonfire, there was a man sitting, alone in the swaying light of the fire.

He has long brown hair and wears a white robe. This style of clothing Aokiji has only seen when Uchiha Madara became the Ten-Tails Jinchuuriki.

He was lowering his head and looked young and handsome, just like Qing Pheasant.

There is a pair of black and white eyes under the thick eyebrows, with lavender eye shadow near the eyes, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

As if he noticed someone's presence, Wabi Boring paused for a moment while poking the stick at the campfire, then raised his head. Three magatama appeared in his black and white eyes, which were dyed blood red.

Invisible pressure hit his face like a surging tide. Qingzhi felt very uncomfortable, secretly thinking about the powerful power of his eyes.

He could only feel this feeling in Uchiha Madara's samsara eyes.

The three magatama alone can achieve this level. There is no mistake. The young man in front of him is his ancestor Indra.

The blue pheasant's black pupils turned red, and the three magatama writing wheels rotated rapidly to form a snowflake pattern.

Indra's face turned into a smile, with a touch of relief: Mangekyō Sharingan, not bad, my descendant. "

Qing Zhi sincerely admired him: "You only have such power with the remaining chakra. Apart from him, you are the second one."

他?

Indra's narrowed eyes showed a hint of interest.

Qing Pheasant secretly rejoiced that she had indeed taken the bait.

"never mind……"

Indra was talking to himself. He was just a remnant of will now, and he didn't care much about external things.

Indra began to introduce himself: "My name is Indra, I wonder if you have heard of it, my descendant."

"Indra?"

Qing Pheasant said without humility, "My name is Qing Pheasant."

Indra glanced at Aoki, and from the look on his face, he seemed to know his origin, which could save him a lot of trouble in explaining: "I felt that guy's power from you, what's going on? ?”

Without any foreshadowing, Qingzhi was naturally startled when he heard this: "That guy?"

"Asura, he is my brother."

Qingzhi was stunned, wondering how to explain this. It was a bit complicated to explain.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Indra was not embarrassed: "If you don't want to talk, forget it. Everyone has their own secrets."

Uh... I just don't know where else to start, my ancestor.

"How long has it been since I died?"

Time passed so long that Indra no longer had the concept of time.

Qing Pheasant thought for a moment and said, "About a thousand years."

Indra sighed: "Time flies, so much time has passed since then."

Here comes the important point. When this ancestor said this, Qingzhi had to grasp the plan and not let this ancestor fall behind. He had to catch him and let him express his feelings.

Qing Pheasant knew this and asked: "Since then?"

"yes……"

Indra ended the topic with a sigh.

Qing Pheasant:? ? ?

Why don't you follow the rules?

At this time, shouldn't we remember the past and show dissatisfaction with the Immortal of Six Paths from time to time?

Then, at this time, I took the opportunity to echo: Ah, yes, yes, how could the ancestor be wrong? It is all because of the partiality of the Immortal of Six Paths.

Then, if you are happy, give me an upgrade?

Seeing that his ancestor was unwilling to talk more, Aokiji could only take the initiative: "Speaking of which, why is our ancestor in Sasuke's body?"

"This matter started a long time ago..."

Probably because he had been alone for too long, Indra, who was originally very withdrawn, did not mind sharing this experience with Aokiji, his descendant.

The content of Qing Pheasant Listening Quietly is roughly the same as the original work.

Indra and Asura are the sons of the Immortal of the Six Paths. One inherited the Immortal Eyes and the other inherited the Immortal Body. The two brothers originally talked about everything, but as they grew older, their values ​​​​began to change. Indra's only power was The theory aroused the resentment of the Six Paths Sage. He saw the shadow of his mother Kaguya in him, and saw his own shadow in the second son, and then passed the position to the second son, Asura.

For this kind of thing, Qingzhi couldn't help but think of the past emperors of a large Eastern country who basically liked to pass on their positions to heirs who looked like themselves.

At this time, capable princes often feel unhappy and want to rebel.

If you put it on Indra's side, it will become, if you don't give it, I will take it.

Don't fight for steamed buns, fight for breath.

But the attitude of the Immortal of Six Paths was the same as those of the emperors.

If I don’t give it to you, you can’t take it away.

He directly arranged for Asura to be immune to the illusion of Indra, and even arranged for the Six Paths Immortal Technique to directly press Indra to the ground and beat him violently.

In comparison, Indra is like being picked out of the trash can.

Why are they both born from the same mother and created by the same father? There is such a huge difference in treatment, and besides, I am the better one.

Not to mention Indra, Aoki Pheasant would also be unhappy.

Aoki nodded in agreement: "It turns out that the Six Paths Sage was wrong, because the Ninja Sect inherited by Asura did not make the world truly peaceful."

"Then what do you think is right?"

Indra wanted to hear this junior's thoughts. In Sasuke's body, he found that Aokiji was a very interesting person.

"Six Paths Immortal said he didn't like force, but he gave Asura force. He kept saying that love can solve all conflicts. His actions just proved that force is the only way to solve all conflicts, but love is not. "

Indra nodded, Qing Zhi's words simply spoke to his heart.

"Of course, this does not mean that "love" is wrong, but that love requires a degree of tolerance. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, but how should we reason with the souls who fell under the knife?"

"The same goes for power. It's not that it can't be powerful, but it can't be abused. Otherwise, it will become like nobles and daimyo, and ordinary people will be like nothing in their eyes."

"Strength requires love to control, and love requires strength to maintain. The two complement each other, this is my opinion."

Aoki first agreed with some of Indra's views to arouse the other person's favor, and then went on step by step, giving examples to analyze. Even Indra had nothing to say after hearing this, and sighed with an attitude of approval:

"You are right. Whether it is me, Asura, or even my father, maybe they are wrong..."

Seeing that he had gained Indra's approval and the atmosphere was in place, Aoki began to see if he could get Indra to upgrade himself.

Of course, this kind of words cannot be said directly, but must be roundabout, otherwise it will cause discomfort: "Ancestor, I have a question, can I ask you?"

"what is the problem……"

Indra always felt it was strange for Qing Pheasant to call him a name, but he couldn't find a suitable name.

"Why is it that when we, the Uchiha clan, activate the Mangekyō Sharingan, it is often accompanied by the curse of blindness?"

Aokiji wanted Indra to tell him that because the physical fitness of ordinary people could not keep up, and then follow the trend, why the pupil transplantation technique can solve this problem, and it requires a brotherly relationship.

Finally, he slowly induced Indra to tell him how to solve his blindness.

Unexpectedly, Indra directly threw a bomb, which stunned Qing Pheasant:

"About the Mangekyō Sharingan, it was actually the product of my unintentional creation."