A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

"I should go and see the human world. I wonder if Hagoromo has established the Ninja Clan yet, and how my Manji Temple is doing..."

Thousands of times, he spoke softly.

Actually, he didn't care about his Wanci Temple.

He never imagined that, by a twist of fate, he would become the world's largest religion.

But it doesn't matter, I don't care.

.........

Ten thousand times, stepping out of the Myoboku Mountain barrier through the thin mist, the ground beneath their feet gradually transformed into a hard, dusty road.

The air was filled with the smell of cooking smoke mixed with the scent of earth.

At this moment, Manji stood on the cliff edge in the mountains, with the Six Paths Sword leaning against his side.

"It's been a hundred years..."

Looking at the mountains and rivers ten thousand times, he sighed.

A century is enough for several generations to pass in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in his own eyes, it was just a fleeting moment.

Ten thousand times I came to a small village.

"Little child, where is the nearest Manji Temple?"

The sound, repeated countless times, is like a gentle spring breeze.

The child, about seven or eight years old, whose face was covered in mud, turned around and looked at him when he heard the call.

The moment he saw Wanci's face clearly, the child's eyes widened, and the lump of mud in his hand fell to the ground with a thud!

"Wow! You look just like the Sage of Six Paths! You really do! You look exactly like the statue in the Sage's Temple in our village!"

The child exclaimed in surprise.

Six Paths Temple? Six Paths Immortal?

Wanci frowned slightly, and paused in the motion of stroking the sword hilt with his fingertips.

Hagoromo, that kid, has already started using the title of "Sage of Six Paths" so quickly?

That's not right...

He remembered what Hagoromo looked like—he had celestial horns on his forehead and the aloofness of the Otsutsuki clan in his eyes.

It looked completely different from his own face. This child's eyesight is terrible; he could mistake it for someone else.

"Hey! Tiger! Stop talking nonsense!"

A series of hurried footsteps approached, and an old man carrying a hoe came running quickly!

"The Sage of Six Paths is the savior of the world; how dare you speak so carelessly? Disrespect for the gods will be punished!"

The old man scolded the child with a face full of anger.

"Alright, old man, children speak without thinking."

Wan Ci spoke slightly.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, that's it! I think it looks just like it!" the child insisted.

"Don't talk back! Behave yourself!"

"Hehe, young man, don't be angry. Kids don't know any better. You... ah!?!?!"

As the old man spoke, he turned to apologize to Wan Ci, but the moment his eyes met Wan Ci's face, all the words caught in his throat.

"You!? You, you, you!!!"

The old man's pupils contracted sharply, and the anger on his face was instantly replaced by extreme shock. He slammed the hoe in his hand to the ground with a loud thud.

"The Sage of Six Paths?!"

The old man gasped, his voice trembling, his body swaying, and he knelt down directly before Wan Ci, his forehead almost touching the ground, his tone filled with awe:

"This humble subject...this humble subject pays respects to the Sage of the Six Paths! I was unaware of your descent to earth and have failed to greet you properly; I beg your forgiveness!"

After saying that, he pulled his grandson to kneel on the ground.

This time, Wanci was completely stunned.

He looked down at the old man kneeling on the ground, then at the child beside him who was also staring in disbelief and had knelt down as well. His doubts deepened.

The old man recognized the man in the feathered robe as the Sage of Six Paths, given their vastly different appearances.

Has the appearance of the feather robe changed in the past hundred years?

Or... is something going wrong?

People nearby gathered around upon hearing the noise!

Anyone who had seen the old man's face ten thousand times would have their expression change drastically, and they would all follow the old man's example and kneel down to kowtow!

They all chanted "Sage of Six Paths!"

"Holy crap!"

"The Sage of Six Paths!!"

"Welcome, immortal!"

The sound grew louder and louder, and soon the area was completely surrounded.

Unwilling to be watched like this, Wanci slightly moved his fingertips, and a faint white mist instantly rose around him, enveloping his figure.

"Celestial Technique: Immortal Mist Instantaneous Movement!"

When the fog dissipated, the place was deserted, leaving only kneeling people in the street, still devoutly bowing their heads.

Next second

Ten thousand times his figure appeared in the mountains outside the town.

"What's going on..."

Perceive your surroundings by closing your eyes 10,000 times.

His perception could already cover thousands of miles, but after scanning the entire area, he found no trace of the "Wanci Temple". Instead, there were dozens of "Liudao Temples" that exuded the smell of incense.

Something's not right...

"When I sent the tailed beasts away, although it wasn't widespread, many people still built temples for me. How could they have disappeared in just a hundred years, replaced entirely by Six Paths Temples?"

10,000 times whispering to himself

Logically, as people become more intelligent, things like ancestral temples will gradually be phased out.

But it shouldn't be swept into the dustbin of history so quickly...

With doubts arising in his mind, Wanci no longer hesitated, transformed into a green shadow, and rushed towards the nearest Six Paths Temple.

The temple is located halfway up the mountain, with red walls and black tiles, and incense smoke wafts in front of the temple gate.

Wanci slowly walked into the temple gate. Inside the hall, monks were wiping the offering table, and worshippers were kneeling in devout prayer.

Upon noticing someone enter, everyone instinctively looked up, but the moment they saw Wan Ci's face, all their movements froze.

"ah!?!!"

The sound stopped abruptly!

Everyone stared at Wan Ci with shocked and dumbfounded expressions.

The next second, both monks and pilgrims knelt on the ground, their faces pale, not daring to breathe, and respectfully chanted:

"Greetings, Sage of Six Paths!"

"Greetings, Sage of Six Paths!"

The sounds of kneeling and bowing rose and fell, causing the beams of the palace to creak slightly!

He walked through the crowd without saying a word, his face expressionless.

"Celestial Art: Invisibility!"

His figure vanished instantly.

Wanci walked straight to the center of the main hall, and when the portrait enshrined on the shrine came into view...

Wanci shuddered.

All doubts vanished instantly.

"I see......"

In the portrait, the young man stands with a sword on his back, dressed in a black and red robe. His expression is calm and his appearance is unparalleled. Behind him is the sky full of clouds over Mount Myōboku—that is clearly himself a hundred years ago!

On the plaque below the portrait

The four gilded characters "Six Paths Immortal" shone brightly, the incense burner in front of the shrine was filled with incense and candles, and the offering table was covered with fresh fruits and sacrifices.

Original origin...

Wanci gazed at the portrait and chuckled to himself, but he still had some questions.

Am I not the Immortal of Ten Thousand Times?

Why did they change it to the Sage of Six Paths?

"I need to go ask Yu Yi; only he has the ability to do it..."

Wanci immediately opened his senses to search for the Ninja Clan's headquarters.

Anyone who has read the original work countless times will naturally know that the Ninja Clan's headquarters was built on the ruins of Kaguya.

............

Ninja sect headquarters

Yu Yi sat upright on the tatami mat, slowly and methodically arranging the scrolls.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"You've been doing quite well these past few years, Hagoromo..."

A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar came from behind.

Yu Yi was surprised at first, then turned his head and saw the person he had always wanted to see.

Exactly ten thousand times!