I'm really Naruto

Ichiro Maeda and a colleague in samurai attire were walking in the central area of ​​the island, which they called the sacred tree area.

The field may sound exaggerated, but Maeda Ichiro believes that this is not an exaggeration at all.

Look at the sky, it is so colorful. Looking from a distance, it gives people a distant, ethereal and unreal feeling.

But Ichiro Maeda knew that this "sky" really existed.

It was a rich band of spiritual power, which Yolande called the breath of the sacred tree.

The word breathing is used because this is the image created by the physiological activities of the sacred tree.

When the sacred tree survives, it will overflow a large amount of spiritual power to the outside world. This process is as if the sacred tree is breathing.

The spiritual power overflowing from the sacred tree is enough to change the entire world.

The sacred tree realm is the place with the strongest spiritual power in the world.

Since the breath of the sacred trees is formed by the flow of spiritual power, it is not surprising that they float.

But no matter how they float, they can never escape from this island, because the sacred tree is in the center of the island.

When the breath of the sacred tree is strong, the terrifying flow of spiritual power will tear everything involved in it into pieces.

Because of this, during that time, only Haruma Saito, who owned the Space-Time Shell, could come and go freely in the organization.

The breath of the sacred tree is now much lighter, but the sacred tree is still breathing.

As for how the sacred tree maintains its existence, Maeda Ichiro does not know.

But there was a vague guess in his mind...

The country under his feet that has been buried by the sacred tree must be the best fertilizer.

Yes, just a hundred years ago, he lost his family, friends, and dreams...

But it is useless to be sentimental about these things now.

"Maeda, it's really sad to think that Saito, Shibaki, Tanaka, and Nakamura can no longer return."

The speaker wears a samurai sword on his waist and looks very handsome.

But when paired with the platinum ring engraved with the word "v" on his index finger, it was very inconsistent.

Such a fancy ring doesn't match the katana at all.

"Miyamoto-kun, I didn't expect that either."

Looking at Miyamoto Kuritora, Maeda Ichiro lamented.

He went out with Ryo Nakamura and others, but he rushed back to the island early because of the recovery of Yunya Zhai.

Ichiro Maeda did not expect that this farewell would be the eternal farewell to Shiba Qi Kongdu and Tanaka Daisuke.

Ryo Nakamura was luckier. After he came back, he was sent to the Free Association by his leader. Unexpectedly, something happened to Ryo Nakamura in the end.

Ichiro Maeda, Ryo Nakamura and others have been together for so many years, and they are not used to losing so many companions all at once.

"The same goes for the leader. It's rare that the sacred tree's breathing becomes weak. Why don't you let me go out and meet them."

Miyamoto Kuritora held the handle of the knife and said dissatisfiedly.

"The leader has said that this is a special period. In order to avoid complications, it is better for us to guard the island. Once our plan is successful, we can come out in full force and clear out all the forces that are hostile to us."

"Guard? I've been on this island for hundreds of years and I've never seen a 'guest' come. What exactly are we guarding on the island?"

The arrival of the sacred tree has plunged human society into chaos. Everyone has too much time to take care of themselves, and few people come to Fuso Island to explore.

Rarely, but still available.

Unfortunately, that group of people was unlucky, and encountered a period when the sacred tree's breath was strong when they arrived.

Unable to break through this barrier, the adventurers gave up and spread the word that Fuso Island had become an island of death.

"Miyamoto-kun, just follow the leader's arrangements. In these extraordinary times, it is safer to guard the base camp. Moreover, after the sacred tree's breathing becomes thinner, enemies may break into this place."

“I wish someone would come and fight me.

If someone does come, I wonder if they know how to breathe through the sacred tree?

It would be interesting if these people were dispersed throughout the sacred tree's territory by the spiritual wind in the breath of the sacred tree, hahaha..."

After the breath of the sacred tree becomes thinner, although there is no danger of being torn apart by spiritual power when traveling through time, a random teleportation phenomenon called spiritual wind will appear in the light mist.

When the apostles formed a team and breathed through the sacred tree, they all pulled each other. This was to prevent the team from being broken up by the spiritual wind.

Miyamoto Kuritora laughed as he imagined the pitiful appearance of the outsiders being swept away and scattered by the spiritual wind.

But he knew this would be difficult to achieve.

In this world today, no one should dare to come to Fuso Island.

But suddenly, Miyamoto Kuritora sensed something, and a smile froze on his face.

In a certain direction, the spiritual power fluctuated strangely.

In the breath of the sacred tree, the flow of spiritual power is very chaotic, but inside the domain of the sacred tree, it is the other extreme.

The spiritual power inside the sacred tree domain is rich and calm. If something happens nearby, they can easily feel it.

"Maeda, is this?!"

Miyamoto Ritora glanced at Maeda Ichiro, and he found that Maeda Ichiro was also looking at him.

"It seems...someone was swept around here by the spiritual wind breathed by the sacred tree..."

After receiving the affirmation from his companion, Miyamoto Kuritora was extremely excited and hurried towards the direction of the spiritual power fluctuations.

Maeda Ichiro hesitated for a while, then quickly followed...

……

boom!

Xiao Yang fell from mid-air, and because he was so dizzy during the teleportation, he failed to maintain his balance and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yang stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and looked around with his head still feeling dizzy.

There are many plant roots lingering on the ground, which is relatively flat.

Without the wooden walls formed by the branches and roots of trees, the terrain became like a plain.

Because his sight was no longer blocked, Xiao Yang's sight suddenly became much wider, so he subconsciously looked far away...

"What...what is this?!"

Xiao Yang suddenly let out an exclamation.

The sky was covered with light and mist, which looked extremely spectacular. But what made Xiao Yang marvel was the giant tree in the distance.

The tree stood up from far away from the horizon. In other words, Xiao Yang could see the giant tree from a very far distance.

How big should the giant tree be? !

Although most plants have learned to mutate, there are not many trees that grow so strong in the world. Xiao Yang thought that it was the alien object that changed the world - the sacred tree.

With obvious road signs, Xiao Yang's direction was also clear.

But before that, Xiao Yang had something important to do. He had to catch those lost little lolita back to him one by one.

But just as Xiao Yang was about to take action, an accident happened again, and the world changed...

There were no roots under Xiao Yang's feet and turned into a flat layer of soil. The soil layer extended outward and turned into a green lawn.

The top of the head has also completely changed, with blue sky and white clouds, and a relaxed and happy look.

But this is not the scene that should be seen in the realm of the sacred tree!

What's even more weird is that there are isolation nets, auditoriums, and scoreboards surrounding Xiao Yang.

There are colorful flags on the scoring wall, the clock in the center is ticking, and there are red, yellow and blue indicator lights below the clock.

Just as Xiao Yang was surprised by what he saw in front of him, the air defense siren sounded in the field...

woo-

"I didn't expect it to be like this."

Xiao Yang already knew where he was, on the pitcher's mound at the baseball field.

but……

You guys are doing knitting!

Coach, I don’t want to play!

I still want to find my little loli who has been missing for a long time!

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