The Undying Golden Body of Naruto

"You can't go now!"

The familiar voice contained a touch of gentleness that made Tokugawa Mudō give up the attack instantly and withdrew the three steel needles.

"Uncle De!"

Tokugawa Mudo looked behind him with a surprised expression. Sure enough, that familiar old figure stood quietly in the deepest part of the shadow, with only two bright eyes emitting a faint brilliance.

"The Tokugawa clan was attacked by Konoha ANBU. This is an opportunity!"

The old servant said lightly, looking at the place not far away that was still shrouded in smoke and dust, with a strange look in his eyes.

"An opportunity to obtain the Tokugawa clan's golden treasure reads;!"

"Golden Divine Treasure!?"

Tokugawa Mudao frowned after hearing this, not impressed at all. Although he can use his mental power to detect distant places, he cannot hear sounds, so he does not know that the so-called golden treasure is the cause of this genocide war.

"The ancient golden samurai clans all had their own secret techniques that contained powerful power, which were called the Golden Divine Treasure. The Tokugawa clan was one of the golden samurai clans! Their sacred skill was a sword technique. , known as the art of destruction!"

The old servant explained calmly, then his expression changed, he looked at Tokugawa Mudao, and said: "I once promised Tokugawa Jinkang not to obtain it without permission, but now, if I don't obtain it, this secret sword skill will definitely be lost. Instead of falling into the hands of Konoha senior officials, it is better to let the young master get it! After all, you are also a child of the Tokugawa clan!"

"Sword technique!?"

Tokugawa Mudao's heart was slightly shaken. At this moment, he thought of the Iai Slash performed by Tokugawa Yasushi and the sword technique performed by Tokugawa Jinyasu just now. The powerful secret technique of sword technique that is not inferior to ninjutsu has destructive power. It can indeed be called the art of destruction. And the old servant's suggestion gave him a glimmer of desire.

If I can acquire this powerful secret skill of swordsmanship, then my strength will improve faster in a short period of time, and it will be able to make up for my shortcomings in close combat. .

After thinking for a moment, Tokugawa Mudao finally made up his mind. This sudden incident made him suddenly understand that the world is more dangerous and indifferent than when he watched anime in his previous life. He may lose his life at any time. This made him determined to gain great strength in a very short period of time. After all, it was too long to wait for the complete recovery of mental power.

On the recent day, the spiritual core in his mind had slowly stopped releasing his spiritual power. Tokugawa Mudao understood in his heart that this situation was obviously because his physical body had reached the limit of carrying more spiritual power, which made him more and more anxious. There is a sense of urgency.

"Let's go, we'll only get into crisis if we stay here!"

Seeing that Tokugawa Mudao did not answer, the old servant thought that Tokugawa Mudao had given up his friendship with the Tokugawa clan and even Tokugawa Jinyasu, so he urged him slightly.

"kindness!"

Nodding, Tokugawa Mudao took one last look at the courtyard not far away, and then ran towards the back of the mansion under the guidance of the old servant.

At this time, the screams outside the Tokugawa mansion had gradually decreased. On the eaves, countless jumping ANBU ninjas could be seen rushing towards the courtyard where the violent roar had occurred under the dim sky.

Tokugawa Mudao followed the back of the old servant in front of him and turned left and right, quickly passing through the dense shadows of the small courtyard, avoiding the gazes of the ninjas above the eaves.

Not long after, the old servant suddenly stopped, and a tower-like building appeared in front of him, more than ten meters high.

"Sacrificial Tower!"

Behind him, Tokugawa Mamichi showed a look of astonishment. The tall tower in front of him was the place where the Tokugawa family governors worshiped their ancestors. Although Tokugawa Mamichi was not popular in the family, after all, as Tokugawa Shinyasu His son has the right to participate in family sacrifices, but he is not able to know the situation inside. The only person who can actually accompany the family governor to each sacrifice is the eldest son of the clan, Tokugawa Yasu.

But at this moment, the tower was tightly locked, and even above the tower door, there was a sharp aura.

It was this sharp aura that blocked the way for the two of them.

But this did not trouble Tokugawa Asudao. Seeing the old servant stop with a solemn expression, Tokugawa Asudao instantly frowned, closed his eyes, and a pure spiritual power extended towards the sacrificial tower.

"call!"

As if penetrating a curtain of water, Tokugawa Mudō's spiritual power entered the tower without any hindrance, and what appeared in front of Tokugawa Mudō was a place that looked like endless darkness.

"Ding-ding. Ding-dang!"

At this time, a familiar breath came, which turned out to be a subtle sound of metal collision. This made Tokugawa Mudou's eyes light up, and then he continued to look forward following the sound.

Finally, a faint light and shadow appeared in the darkness deep ahead.

Like fireflies in the wild winter, two pea-sized candles swayed and lit up a small area in the darkness.

Candlelights were placed on both sides of a stone table, and two somewhat old kneeling seats were placed in the center below. In the void ahead, a huge shadow was shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.

At this time, the vibrating sound of metal became increasingly clear, coming from behind the shadow.

However, Tokugawa Mudo's gaze did not fall anywhere, but was attracted by a long knife on a stone table.

It was a long sword made like glazed gold, about one and a half meters long, and even the scabbard exuded a faint golden light.

But this long sword strangely has two hilts, placed side by side in a scabbard as wide as the palm of your hand.

While Tokugawa Mudou continued to check, a chaotic sound gradually came from the distance.

Tokugawa Mudo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the old servant in front of him.

"Hide first!"

The old servant said in a low voice, and then pulled Tokugawa Mudo and quickly dodged into the shadows of the houses around the sacrificial tower.

Not long after, there was a sound of swift footsteps, and two figures, one tall and one short, flashed out in the direction from which the two people came.

The tall one is an old man with all white hair and a gloomy expression, while the short one is a familiar figure to Tokugawa Mudao - Tokugawa Yasushi.

It was obvious that Tokugawa Yasuya was aware of the crisis facing his family at this moment. His eyes were blood red, and he was holding the cold night sword tightly in his hand, with blue veins exposed.

"Kang! We don't have that much time. The clan is facing a moment of destruction. As long as you successfully escape with the deep treasure of gold, then I, the Tokugawa clan, still have hope!"

When he came to the sacrificial tower and saw the silent courtyard, the old man's face softened slightly, and then he said seriously to Tokugawa Yasu.

"I know, Supreme Elder!"

Tokugawa Yasushi closed his eyes and slowly calmed down the rapid anger in his body, and replied softly.

"it is good!"

The Supreme Elder patted Tokugawa Yasun on the shoulder, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and then said: "The last sacred treasure of our Tokugawa clan is now stored deep in the sacrificial tower, and there are only two seals in front of the door. The handle knife can be opened safely, but it is a pity that the Kongji knife may be lost in the hands of the house governor. At this time, only Leng Ye in your hand can open it, you go! I have to leave first!"

"Where are the elders going?"

"The battlefield of the Tokugawa family!"

The old man paused for a moment, then looked back at Tokugawa Yasu, showing a gentle smile, and said: "I am already old, and I want to follow the glory of the Golden Samurai clan! I can't let the younger generations see the joke!"

Tokugawa Yasun's expression trembled, showing an expression of grief, and he lowered his head deeply.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and then there were several crisp metal collision sounds in the distance behind.

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Tokugawa Yasuo raised his head fiercely, his eyes gradually revealed a heavy and cold murderous intention, and strode towards the stone door of the sacrificial tower.

"Buzz!"

The mottled cold night knife gradually ignited a little bit of brilliance, and was held by Tokugawa Yasushi to stab the place where the sharp aura was all over the stone gate.

"Wow!"

The tip of Leng Ye's knife was pressed instantly, and a small black hole slowly appeared on the stone door, and then suddenly expanded in the blink of an eye.

A circular cavity was opened.

"call!"

At this moment, there was a slight sound of wind, and a lightning-like phantom suddenly appeared behind Tokugawa Yasushi. Without the slightest pause, he raised his palm and quickly slashed Tokugawa Yasushi's neck.

"Forehead."

Before he could regain his senses, a strong feeling of dizziness and soreness suddenly came to Tokugawa Yasu's mind, and then his body fell softly.

Tokugawa Mudao rushed out from the shadows, supported Tokugawa Yasu first, and together with Leng Ye Dao, turned his back and entered the gradually shrinking hole.

And the phantom turned around and followed in with lowered head. It was the old servant Uncle De.

"Wow!"

The hole in the stone gate gradually closed in, and finally returned to the emptiness of Heisei, revealing only wisps of sharp aura.

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