[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

, reopened a little distance.

In the dim night, Hashirama's face swayed from far to near in the blurred vision.

Like flakes of stone jumping on the water.

Now he can recognize the Senju Bashirama when he was a child from this face.In other words, he has always recognized it.This mature Qianshou patriarch and that small boy with no haze in his smile.They seemed to have been waiting for him within reach.

Waiting for him to remember the old oath.

"Between the pillars..."

He whispered the other's name in a low voice, almost like a prayer.

Then he leaned forward and kissed the man.

It was a light and short kiss.

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Then--

Just let me destroy them all.

"Didn't you always want to know what's wrong with my eyes? In order to get this power—" In his eyes, Gouyu began to spin rapidly, and finally condensed into that complicated and tangled figure.

The cursed eye.

Eyes destined to be blind.

Eyes that are only opened when a loved one dies.

"Plop" sound.

"I killed my father."

The stones sank underwater.

No. [-]

"I messed things up."

Standing among the Wood Immortals, Hashirama was inevitably dejected—under the premise that he had tried his best to cheer himself up.

He didn't regret the way things had gone between them, or rather, it was the kind of development he'd secretly hoped for for a long time.Although before that day, he didn't realize the reason why he believed in Madara so much and pursued men relentlessly, but when he saw Madara like that, he finally understood the root of all this.

However, he should have noticed what was hidden under Banna's strange behavior earlier.At that point last night, his mind had probably been so overwhelmed with sudden joy that everything was going smoothly and unstoppably.But for Madara—even though he was the one who started all of this—what he wanted, and what Hashirama was looking forward to with full of joy, were probably different.

"It was my fault."

The column said again.

The wood fairies shook the branches and leaves slightly.Nothing that happened here in Gao Tianyuan could escape the perception of these Shenmu, but they couldn't understand the complex and subtle feelings between people.For them, the information given by the Sages of the Six Paths in the past is more important.

"Chakra is a technique created to connect people's hearts together"

"Not divided from each other"

"Continuous struggle"

"Six paths dream of a peaceful world"

"But the fight never stops"

"Is it human nature and karma?"

"can be changed"

"Who will change"

"Descendants of the Six Paths"

The Wooden Immortals were talking sporadically.Their words are too simple and clumsy like myths, if you want to interpret them too much, there seems to be no end, but listening to them like this can only leave you confused.

"Can you tell me the method in more detail, Wood Immortal."

Hashirama asked again.

He was answered by a long silence.The sunlight through the gaps in the leaves is like countless eyes watching Senshouzhujian.These perennially silent trees have no way of understanding why human beings cannot trust each other: they share a piece of land, their roots are intertwined, and they are doomed to remain in a constant position since they broke through the ground, and they cannot be too close, but they cannot exist Dispute, there is no definition of "misunderstanding" or "estrangement" in their dictionary.However, these human beings, these tiny biped beasts, they can swing their swords to kill each other, and they can put down their arms to embrace each other, and they are passionately loving one second and hating fiercely the next second.Even before tonight they thought this time the prophecy would finally be fulfilled: Indra would be able to trust Ashura again, and the divided chakras would be reunited as one.

But why does this descendant of Asura look so depressed.

And the descendants of Indra—

In the end, it was the wooden fairy who was in charge of teaching Zhujian to shake the branches and leaves.

"You need to get to know him. Only you can heal him. Only he can fulfill your dreams."

"It's just like what Six Paths said."

"Only when yin and yang are in harmony, can we see everything."

Hashirama raised his head.

The morning sun embraced him so tenderly.Numerous trees covered him with green shade.Suddenly, in a short moment, he saw a phantom left by the Sage of the Six Paths from a long time ago: countless people are holding hands, everyone loves each other, there is no fight and no barriers.

The situation brought tears to his eyes.

He bowed deeply to the Wooden Immortals, and walked across the forest towards their wooden house.

Hurry up -- hurry up and tell Madara about this.

There was nothing wrong with the previously hesitating ideal.

The path they hope for is the only correct path indicated by the Sages of the Six Paths.

If everyone is born into this world to accomplish something, then this is what Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara are destined to accomplish.

But the house is empty.

All that Madara had left was a bandage stained with the herb - something he'd whipped up in the middle of the night after noticing Madara's eyes had deteriorated again.That's unusual, especially last night when they—

Hashirama stopped the thought of going astray.He walked out the door and was about to find Madara when he heard the voices of the Wooden Immortals.

"Look no further. He's gone."

Tokaima realized that the elder brother who had gone out to practice had returned when he happened to pass by the elder brother's room that night.In fact, he had already walked through the corridor before he suddenly realized that the candles in the room were actually on—he stopped, took a few steps back in disbelief, and pushed away after confirming that the reflected shadow was his elder brother Sliding door:

"Brother? When did you come back from Gaotianyuan?"

"Huh...? I just came back not long ago."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Fei Jian walked to Zhu Jian and sat down beside Zhu Jian, "How is the result of the cultivation?"

"I can use the immortal method smoothly." Zhujian smiled, looked at the brother who had been separated for a long time, and confirmed that he was not injured, "Is there any news in the clan?"

"It's nothing, the number of tasks has decreased recently." Tobuma said, "A lot of things have happened between the daimyo recently. But today is too late, and I will explain to you in detail tomorrow... What's wrong?"

He realized that Hashirama had stopped listening in the middle of what he was saying.This is not his usual style of conduct.Usually, even if Hashirama doesn't like this kind of topic, he will take responsibility and listen carefully to the end.But right now, Hashirama was clearly absent-minded, and even answered this question a moment later.

"Sorry. I was really thinking about something."

Feijian sighed.

"whats the matter?"

"Alliance."

Fei Jian raised his eyebrows slightly.This is actually not that surprising.The smoke of the Warring States period is about to disappear, and the era when one can claim to be a small country and conquer the Quartet is over. Now that the situation in the Quartet has basically stabilized, it seems that there will be no more big wars like in the past.Therefore, the ninjas who have always been hired in the war are facing a great dilemma at this time: they already know too much, if they don't want to unite, they may be defeated by the daimyo one by one.But ill-considered alliances can also lead to disaster—sometimes the apparent "alliance" is just a way for one side to deceive the other, and the moment of alliance is the day of the slaughter.

"Brother, do you have any intentions in mind?" Tomona asked, not sure whether it was Shimura or the Sarutobi clan who were more likely - they had cooperated before.

"I want to ally with Uchiha."

Feijian suddenly half-kneeled up.He stared at Hashirama's face for a while before realizing that his elder brother was serious, but he still shook his head:

"This is impossible."

"Why? The daimyo wouldn't watch us establish a ninja village so easily. What they need are obedient and docile ninjas, who can be hired and discarded at any time, but they can't tolerate us having the power to control them." Hashirama said, "I can't think of a second ninja clan that can match Senju's strength enough to withstand this pressure. Only the alliance between Senju and Uchiha can make the plan go smoothly—"

- These are all excuses.

Thinking about it.He knows his elder brother too well, he knows that he has never forgotten the meeting with Uchiha Madara by the river when he was a child.The fact that the two ninjas from opposing families can get along seems to support Naruto Hashirama's ideal that they could form a true alliance.

how is this possible.

People are not easy to change, not to mention so many years of hatred, pain, and layers of accumulated blood.Just because the older brother can forget and forgive doesn't mean that others can—Tobuma almost wants to ask Hashirama if he has forgotten the two younger brothers.

But on the other hand, as the person in the village responsible for accepting commissions and dealing with the most famous names, he also realized that what his brother said was true.If the operation of the alliance is not good, it will only usher in the joint suppression of the daimyo - then even Senshou Mori will not be immune to disaster.If you choose purely from the strength of the allies, Uchiha is undoubtedly the top choice; even their alliance can lay a good foundation for the follow-up work-if Senju can and Uchiha get rid of the past, then who can Doubt Qianshou's sincerity?

He weighed these two thoughts repeatedly in his heart, and finally succumbed to reason.

"You know I've always been a