Naruto: My Own Wind

Seeing Nagato lower his head and keep silent, Kazama turned to look at Konan, "Konan, Nagato was able to skillfully use the Samsara Eye, was it after the arrival of that guy who called himself Uchiha Madara?"

Xiaonan opened her mouth slightly, but didn't say anything, just looked at Fengjian in surprise.

Jiraiya's expression was solemn when he heard this. "Kazama, do you mean that the guy who called himself Uchiha Madara taught Nagato how to use the Samsara Eye?"

"Yes."

Jiraiya nodded subconsciously, but soon he found something wrong, "Kazama, you just said that without a bloodline limit, you can't teach a bloodline limit, then he..."

"That guy doesn't have the Rinnegan, but he has the Mangekyō Sharingan." Kazama said lightly.

Hearing that there was no Samsara Eye, Jiraiya was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the Mangekyō Sharingan surprised Jiraiya again, "Mangekyo, how is it possible? Not many people in the Uchiha clan can open this pair of eyes."

Jiraiya paused, raised his eyes, and looked at Kazama, "Kazama, who is he?"

"Yeah, Kazama, who is he?"

Feng Jian, who didn't want to answer this question, saw the expectant look in Konan's eyes. He spread his hands helplessly and looked at Jiraiya sideways, "This guy who calls himself Uchiha Madara, Teacher Jiraiya, he has more or less some relationship with you."

"What! It has something to do with me?"

"Just a little bit, not a lot."

"Who is he?"

"Namikaze Minato is Jiraiya-sensei's student, right?"

Jiraiya's heart tightened and he nodded subconsciously.

"Minato Namikaze has three apprentices. Does Sensei Jiraiya know?"

"Of course I know, Hatake Kakashi... uh... ah..."

Seeing Jiraiya's embarrassment, Kazama just smiled faintly, "Teacher Jiraiya, that fake Uchiha Madara is the dead student of Minato Namikaze, Uchiha Obito."

When Nagato and Konan heard the name Uchiha Obito, they both frowned in thought.

"Uchiha Obito..." Jiraiya lowered his head and kept muttering the name.

"Teacher Jiraiya, I'll give you a hint, Kannabi Bridge."

"Kanna..." Jiraiya suddenly raised his head and slapped his thigh, "I was wondering if this name sounded so familiar, it turned out to be him, Kakashi's eyes, that is..."

Jiraiya froze, his face filled with shock, "You mean he's not dead, and he's calling himself Uchiha Madara and came to Akatsuki?"

Kazama smiled and nodded.

"But at that time..."

"Teacher Jiraiya, haven't you also heard the rumors that several of us died?"

Kazama's words made Jiraiya feel relieved. He smiled helplessly, "That's right, you guys...eh?"

Jiraiya looked at Nagato and Kazama, "Minato's apprentice should be younger than you. How can he teach Nagato how to use the Samsara Eye? Besides, the Uchiha clan doesn't have the Samsara Eye!"

“Hehe…hahaha…” Fengjian laughed with his head back.

Jiraiya frowned slightly, "Kazama, what are you laughing at?"

"Teacher Jiraiya, you don't understand the Uchiha clan yet."

"I don't understand?"

"That's right, not to mention you, even your master, the Third Hokage, even the Second and First Hokage, don't understand the Uchiha clan." Fengjian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the smile on his face looked like a mockery no matter how you looked at it.

"You kid, you talk like you understand."

"Hehe... the Uchiha clan? That's a spiritual family. They are not spiritual and they are blind. In other words, it's a family of insane people." Kazama spread his hands.

puff!

Konan covered her face and smiled. The powerful Uchiha clan became a lunatic in Kazama's mouth.

"How dare you talk like that, kid?" Jiraiya glanced at him in dissatisfaction.

"Teacher Jiraiya, do you know why, among the three major dojutsu, no one else possesses the Rinnegan except Nagato?" Kazama looked at Jiraiya indifferently.

"This..." Jiraiya was silent.

The two Toad Immortals were silent. After all, it was the first time they saw the Six Paths Eye.

"Xiao Nan, have you ever seen anyone else with the Rinnegan?"

"I have seen him." Xiaonan answered straightforwardly.

Jiraiya turned his head sharply, "Who is it?"

"Kazama."

"Yes, Kazama, what's going on with your Rinnegan?" Jiraiya also came to his senses.

"As for me, hehe...I'd better tell you a story first." Fengjian looked at everyone with a smile.

"Tell a story? Fengjian, this is..."

"Teacher Jiraiya, don't be anxious. I have been able to endure the pain of missing you for so many years, and you can endure it for a while too." Kazama said without hesitation, staring at Konan.

"Kazama, you..."

"Okay, I'll tell you a story." Fengjian rubbed his left cheek and forced a bitter smile, "You all know that it was the God of Ninja and the Shura of Ninja World who put down the war and founded the Ninja Village.

That war of the century ended with the God of Ninja killing the Shura of the Ninja World, but the God of Ninja was also injured and eventually died.

Thus, the peaceful and prosperous times that had finally come were plunged into endless wars due to the death of the God of Ninjas. "

Kazama rubbed his nose and said, "In fact, in that century-long war, the Shura of the Ninja World didn't die at all."

"What! Not dead?" Jiraiya was shocked.

"Teacher Jiraiya, listen to me."

Jiraiya opened his mouth, but finally nodded.

Feng Jian smiled slightly, "At the end of the battle between Ninja Shura and the God of Ninja, he personally bit off a piece of flesh from the arm of the God of Ninja.

After faking his death, Ninja Shura used this piece of meat and, after several years, finally perfectly integrated it with the flesh of the Ninja God. When his life was about to end, he opened the Eye of Six Paths.

"What! This..."

"Teacher Jiraiya, please listen to me."

"That's right, little Jiraiya, why are you always so jumpy?" Fukasaku gave him a dissatisfied look.

"I…"

"Shut up and listen." Shima Sennin roared.

Jiraiya looked embarrassed, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Even if he opens the Six Paths Eye, the Shura of the Ninja Realm will not live for many years, so he started a plan called the Moon Eye Project." Kazama paused, and seeing the surprised expressions of Konan and Nagato, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The first step of the plan is to resurrect yourself after your death."

"Resurrection..." Seeing Kazama looking at him, Jiraiya raised his hand awkwardly and covered his mouth.

Seeing Jiraiya picking it up, Kazama continued: "The Shura of the Ninja World sent his men to place a pair of Samsara Eyes on a red-haired boy in the Hidden Rain Village."

Nagato's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked a little dazed.

Xiaonan's face was filled with shock, and her voice was trembling, "Feng...Fengjian, what you said...is true?"

Fengjian sighed, "Xiaonan, please listen to me first."

Xiaonan pursed her lips and nodded.

Feng Jian exhaled, "I have a place to store the Samsara Eye, but I can't practice it without someone to guide me.

So, the Shura of the Ninja World began to look for someone to guide the practice of the Rinnegan. After some investigation, Uchiha Obito, the most caring member of the Uchiha clan, came into the sight of the Shura of the Ninja World.

In the battle of Kannabi Bridge, Uchiha Obito was saved by Ninja Shura. Afterwards, Uchiha Obito was plotted against by Ninja Shura, who made him witness the death of his beloved at the hands of his best friend, so Uchiha Obito retreated into darkness.

After the death of Ninja Shura, Uchiha Obito transformed into Uchiha Madara and traveled the world, preparing for the Moon Eye Project.

At this point, Kazama paused for a moment and glanced at Nagato calmly, "Nagato, do you want me to continue?"

call!

Nagato took a deep breath, "Kazama, what do you mean by these words?"

"Nagato, you really pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth, all..."

"Kazama, according to you, Nagato's Rinnegan is not his?" Konan had a very complicated expression.

"Yes, that's right. There is no innate Rinnegan. Nagato's Rinnegan was installed by your good friend, Jue, when he was a child." Kazama's expression was also extremely complicated.

Jiraiya opened his mouth wide, feeling as if he had lived his life in vain.