Naruto: Hand in Hand with Xiantu

Yiming felt his head was a little foggy, he seemed to have forgotten something?

"Where is this? It's such a familiar environment. This... This is not the home I lived in when I was a child."

Begonia flower, the love token of father and mother.

There is a phoenix on the stone table, and a crabapple flower on the stone bench. The flowers are still so beautiful, blooming themselves. Yiming remembered that this is where I put it myself.

At that time, I wanted to give it to my favorite mother, but my own father took it by the hand, turned around and gave it to my mother to ask for a favor, and returned a sweet smile.

Thinking about it now, I still want to beat up my father.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

"Yiming, come here to kiss my mother."

He is in his 20s, with a slender figure, a slender figure, and a dignified and elegant demeanor.Her black hair is like lacquer, her skin is like jade, her beautiful eyes look forward, and there is an indescribable charm in every frown and smile.

She is like a peony flower in bud, beautiful but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming and unparalleled.

The country is all over the city, with a touch of sadness in the pupils, a thin face, a beautiful face, and the dark eyes are as clear as a stream of water. The eyes are gentle and soft with an indescribable purity, and the smile is like a world-famous epiphyllum. It releases a quiet rhythm, which is beautiful. There is a kind of holy beauty that pours into people's hearts, and people will remember her in their hearts at a glance.

The clothes were ringing, and she was wearing a bluish-white long skirt with a bottom breast, a white silk gauze on the outside, a white belt around her waist, her jet-black hair tied up in a flowing bun, with a few flowers inserted between the buns. Zhuhua, with a white pearl hanging on her forehead, her jade-like skin is blushing, but her crescent eyebrows and starry eyes are glamorous, she is really beautiful.

This beautiful, noble and elegant woman called her name gently. She sat on the stone bench comfortably, staring at him deeply with the same sparkling and affectionate peach blossom eyes as Yiming.

"Mother." Yiming murmured, with tears in his eyes and surprise on his face, is it a dream?

How long has it been since I saw my mother?

Since he was seven years old, his mother died of illness.

"Yiming, Yiming, come to Niangqin, and Niangqin will play the piano for you."

"Thank you! Let me see my mother again." Yiming threw himself into his arms, smelling the familiar fragrance of flowers on the fake mother's body, feeling warm like spring in his heart.

Just listen to the sound of the piano curling up from under the crabapple tree, like flowing water, like whispers, lingering and lingering, rippling small ripples in the air.Sweeping at the end, the petals are flying and spinning all over the sky, looking up along the blue-white skirt embroidered with silver silk, the sleeves are fluttering in the wind, gently rising with the passage of the rhyme, and then falling gracefully, beautiful like a mirage .

Listening to the sound of a zither, the ice in his heart gradually melted. He finally realized that his mother's death had become a demon in his previous life. Now that they meet again, he has the courage to walk out of the wall of heart he built.

Yiming made a vow in his heart: he would never put on a mask for himself in the future, and imitate the behavior of Gaolingzhihua.

From now on, I will be myself, and be the man who does whatever he wants.

Perhaps this is also the reason why he couldn't even survive the God Transformation Tribulation. At this moment, he understood the truth in his heart.

Being able to come to this world is my chance, and I will cherish it, father, is this what you want to tell me?

Let go of your own nature - let it be where it comes.

His soul realm has finally broken through, it is no longer the peak stage of transforming gods in the previous life, and it has jumped to a great realm and reached the fusion stage.

There must be great terror between life and death, and there must be blessings after surviving a catastrophe!

Now is the time to leave this place.

This should be a dream!And an unusual dream!

When ordinary people dream, they think about it by day and dream at night.

Yiming recalled that he had heard such a sentence in his previous life: the elders in the underworld have a firm wish, and the descendants of the yang world come to dream.

However, it is of no use to cultivators.

The long night is also like a song, why not drink a pot happily.

The desire of cultivating immortals is nothing more than immortality, ascending to immortality, and being at ease.

Ordinary relatives run out of lifespan, and their youth is like fallen flowers that have passed their flowering period, falling to the ground and being crushed into mud. Their final ending is best to die of old age.

People have the seven emotions and six desires, and even Yiming can't give up love and clean six senses like Buddhists.

When he saw the most gentle and considerate mother die with his own eyes, and never saw him again in his dream, he once collapsed.

What can the young dreamer ask for, and the root of the disaster is planted without knowing it.

After all, dreams are false, and immortals have no false dreams.

Dreaming is also not necessarily a good thing.

I have a feeling in my heart, and most of them will have near worries in the future.

Dreaming of immortal cultivators is a warning sign!

Yiming knew that he had fallen into a trap this time, and it was a remnant of an ancient formation - Nine Days and Nine Nights Sinking Dream Formation.

Fortunately, it is not a complete formation, and this formation has only one ten-thousandth of its strength left, and the spiritual power to maintain the formation is about to be exhausted, otherwise the group of them will be finished!

The Firebird Ruins is really not such an easy place to break into.

Since Yiming was planning to break the formation, he decisively waved his hands to destroy this fake mother, but seeing the faint sadness and reluctance on her brows, a faint throbbing pain emerged in his heart.

She is a fake, not my mother. My mother only likes to call me Bao'er. She often says: My Bao'er is the luckiest person in the whole world, no one can compare to her. . .

goodbye.Mother.Bao'er wishes you a happy and happy life in your next life.

Although this Hokage world is only a small world, Yiming always feels that it is not easy.

. . .

mysterious village

. . .

Water Eve's special ability

. . .

Ancient Firebird Ruins

. . .

What else is exciting in this small world of Naruto waiting for Yiming to explore?

Yiming's cold heart, which seemed to be submerged in the deep sea, gradually warmed up, and the colors began to come alive. He let go and no longer entangled in his previous life.

Being able to see his mother again and fulfill his previous wish, Yiming is already satisfied, and now there are three things he wants to do the most.

The first thing should be taken for granted is to work hard to become an immortal, and to see my father far away in the immortal world.

The second thing is to accept Naruto as an apprentice, naturally to protect Naruto's path of cultivation, guide the other party to practice, and pay back Naruto's debt.But Ji Yu's fate is destined to be unbreakable love in the world of mortals, and hard to explain the dusty road to immortality.He can't intervene, everything still depends on Ji Yu's own heart, which way to choose.

The third thing is to find a Taoist couple who I really like, and the other party really likes me, like a father and a mother, and they will be a couple for life.Of course, the other party is also willing to cultivate together to become an immortal, and I don't want to say "I don't want to be long-term, but I hope to get along day and night."

To love is to be born together and die together, and to be bound together from life to life.That's true love in my mind.

The ground is fiery red, the palace walls are gray and ruined, and a few green grasses grow tenaciously in the corners, the sound of the wind is desolate, and the voices of people are lonely.

Yiming took a little look at the place where he was unconscious. The flaming stone pillars were scattered in all directions. He was lying in the center of a five-meter-diameter round stone altar. The broken lines on the stone altar were the culprit of being trapped for five days. ——Nine days and nine nights sinking into a dream formation.

I almost hit the road, but this kind of formation is not a formation that the Firebirds can deploy at all.

Thinking about it carefully, it is very likely that there have been visitors from outside the world in this small world. I don't know if they have left or fallen into this world.

Yiming tried his best to calm himself down, let's wake up the others first.Jilai is also the closest to him.

Just two steps away, I saw Zilaiya's wretched smile, suspicious water stains on his mouth, Yiming raised his eyes, hesitated in his heart, but subconsciously changed the direction of his feet, and walked towards Shui Eve .

Shui Eve had a strange blush on her face, laughing for a while, getting angry for a while, pretending to cry for a while, and her ever-changing expressions were online.

Yiming was very thankful that he was the first person to wake up, otherwise he would be ashamed.

Ji Yu looked very quiet, like a good sleeping baby, so cute that one wanted to hug her.

After everyone woke up, they heard Yiming talk about the danger of the ruins, and they wished to leave immediately, but the underground palace of the ruins was buried at least a thousand meters deep, and it was a miracle that no one was injured when they fell.

So Shui Eve suggested that everyone should go to explore, if you can’t get out, or find a way to survive, everyone will take a bigu pill before setting off. After all, except for Yiming, who has already eaten and drank bigu, and everyone else can’t do it for five days Did not eat.

There is only one exit from this place, and everyone followed the exit and found the remains of a huge bird.

Yiming told everyone: "This is the remains of the fire bird. The fire is getting stronger and stronger ahead. We may find the essence of the fire spirit soon."

"Great, I thought I got nothing from this trip." Shui Eve was excited, and waved her small fist, causing invisible fluctuations in the air.

Compared with Tsunade's hidden blood power, who is higher or lower than this woman?Yiming thought for a second in his heart.

Finally, everyone found an underground magma river.

It took Yiming a lot of effort to collect the essence of the fire spirit, because the fire spirit here is too active and aggressive, so be careful at the end to avoid an explosion.

"Let's go find Naruto." Yiming said with a smile.

"I can see Naruto brother, Yoshiha is so happy."

"That brat Naruto doesn't know where he's happy. When I go out this time, my lord wants to give him a good meal. I'm so tired."

"I'm going for a beauty sleep."

"Sister Shui Yi, we've all slept for five days, and you still want to sleep? Ji Yu doesn't want to sleep." Ji Yu, who was tearing things apart, asked innocently.

Shui Eve was speechless.

Yiming led the crowd around, and found the real exit. The sun shone on everyone's faces and bodies, covering their faces and bodies with a layer of brilliance.

It turned out to be daytime.

The golden sunlight reflected Yiming's side face, which was as white as beautiful jade, as if a fairy came from the clouds, holy and awe-inspiring, and everyone couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

The beautiful arc of his lips was bent, and in an instant, everyone seemed to see the beautiful scenery of melting ice and snow and hundreds of flowers blooming, the smile that had not been retracted for a long time, the gentle eyebrows, and the people woke up like a dream after a while, and were surprised by his changes. But it looks like it should be a good thing.

"Let's go," Yiming said, thinking silently in his heart: let's go, get out of the haze of the previous life, and live out who we are. I'm not an unknown person, I'm just me, that's all.

Behind him were the shadows of the three, intertwined with silent intimacy, harmonious and beautiful.