Originally, Uchiha Tunan wanted to control Naraku, let him do things for him, establish a sect, play a trick of divine right of kings, and try to see if he could gain recognition through faith.

Then follow his methods to cultivate those believers who have gained recognition.

But this guy's behavior made Uchiha Tunan a little unsure whether to kill him or not.

After a long time, I saw that Uchiha Tunan seemed to be hesitant.

Naraku's begging actions became even more intense. He put his head next to Uchiha Tunan's feet, stretched out his tongue and licked Uchiha Tunan's shoes.

A well-behaved and loyal look.

Uchiha Tunan narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Tell me your value."

Naraku immediately got into a dog-sitting position and exhaled while saying:

"The disciple discovered a magical potion. Drinking one dose can refine chakra for a whole day without any side effects.

It's just that this kind of potion needs people to refine it, and many, many people have to be killed.

But don’t worry, teacher, my disciples can do it for me.

In the past three years, my disciples have killed at least 300,000 people, whether innocent or guilty.

As long as you open your mouth, teacher, you can kill a million disciples.

Teacher, you must have practiced immortality and know that immortality requires the power of emotions.

The disciples have a complete set of torture methods. The instruments and venues can torture 10,000 people at a time.

If you accumulate a little, you can quickly become an immortal.

The disciple also searched for various precious prescriptions, which can improve the physical fitness in all aspects."

Uchiha Tunan said indifferently: "It's not of much use to me."

When Naraku heard this, cold sweat poured down his cheeks and he rolled his eyes.

Thinking that he must not let Uchiha Tunan feel that he is worthless, otherwise he would have to die here, he hurriedly said:

"The disciples also used various methods to confiscate the secret techniques of ninja organizations across the Land of Fire.

Even the Senju clan's inherited treasure, the scroll of Senju Hashirama, is in the disciple's hands.

The disciple is willing to dedicate himself to the teacher."

Seeing that he had sold out his family fortune, but Uchiha Tunan still seemed to have that indifferent expression, Naraku became anxious.

He immediately hugged Uchiha Tunan's thigh and cried:

"Woo woo woo...

Disciple really knows his mistake.

Disciples have always regarded their teachers as their reborn parents.

Teacher, why did you abandon me and walk away?

The disciple's love for you, teacher, is born from hatred.

Love is deep, hate is deep.

Now that all the hatred has been vented, only the indestructible relationship between master and disciple remains.

Disciple, I feel extremely regretful when I think about it now. I shouldn’t have taken action against you, teacher.

Disciples are really not human beings."

After saying that, Naraku slapped his already red and swollen cheeks hard.

This slap was so heavy that there were even purple fingerprints left on the red and swollen face.

"Pa~"

"It's really not human."

"Pa~"

"Nothing is as good as an animal."

"Pa~"

.......

Uchiha Tunan kicked Naraku to the ground and said coldly:

"Stop acting. Don't you hate me for tricking you into killing your father?"

Hearing this, Naraku's eyes flashed with joy.

If you're not afraid of Uchiha Tunan asking more questions, you're just afraid that he won't ask anything at all.

Because for people like them, if they are willing to talk nonsense with you, it means that you can still be saved.

Nai Luo shook his head like a rattle and said:

"I don't hate it, not at all.

Teacher, you have really misunderstood me.

Teacher, don’t you still know what kind of person a disciple is?

The disciple is the kind of indifferent villain who is selfish and has no emotions at all.

Where is the love between father and son?

Besides, that old guy has always been alive and occupying the position of daimyo.

The disciple has long wanted to kill him.

It’s just that I have always had a thief heart but no courage.

Holding back the panic...

Fortunately, teacher, you have given me this opportunity.

He even found a scapegoat for his disciple, Shinnosuke.

It’s too late for me to thank you, teacher, so how can I hate you?

Disciples think they are incapable of repaying kindness with enmity."

Seeing that Naraku's words were logically confusing, Uchiha Tunan sighed: "It's hard for you."

After saying that, Uchiha Tunan began to form seals with his hands in front of Naraku, then stretched out his palms and slowly pressed them towards Naraku's head.

"Lord!"

The untimely wail of Shanghe Dakong sounded in the distance.

This is the collapse of faith and the shattering of values.

It is also a loyal minister's concern about the monarch's current situation.

Naraku looked at the palm that was about to touch his head, swallowed his saliva, and shouted angrily in the distance:

"What is it called!

The teacher and I get along well with each other, we have the same affection as father and son, and he will not harm me.

What are you worried about?"

Uchiha Tunan put his palm on Naraku's head, but did not release the curse seal yet.

Feel the violent trembling in your palms.

"Teacher, if you leave me, I will really be alone.

All my relatives died completely, not a single one is left.

If I die, the daimyo line will really be cut off."

Uchiha Tunan looked at Naraku who was shaking like chaff with a slight outline of his mouth and said leisurely:

"You are afraid."

Naraku's eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, a forced smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said hoarsely:

"The teacher's palm is still so warm.

I'm so happy......

I tremble all over when I am happy..."

Uchiha Tunan sneered, a gentle smile appeared on his face and said:

"Then open your heart and don't resist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uchiha Tunan roughly injected the curse seal into Naraku's mind.

Naraku's eyes widened, and he knelt there and twitched.

The arms are stretched straight, the head is tilted, and the hands are like chicken claws.

It's like having epilepsy.
To be continued...