Spiritual Art - Rashomon is a powerful defense technique that brings the Shura Gate that exists in hell to the present world.

As for Han Feng, there are five levels of Rashomon. The first level of the attack is the second level of the second level of the gate that reduces its power, and the third level of the gate that spreads its power. As for the role of the two gates behind it, Han Feng is not clear, because only the first Naruto Senju Hashima has ever been psychic in the ninja world.

Even Orochimaru can only communicate with the three levels of the sect.

The reason is that the height of each Rashogun is more than 1,000 meters, and it is as huge as a mountain, so it takes a lot of chakra to spread a Rashogun into a psychic!

If you want to communicate with the five levels of Rashomon at one time, you must have a chakra level at the tailed beast as the foundation!

Although in the original work, Orochimaru's triple Rashomon was broken by Naruto, and the fifth Rashomon of Chiju Hashirama was also exploded by Uchiha Madara, it is undeniable that this is an extremely powerful defensive technique!

After Hanfeng failed to collect the previous few times, he practiced directly. After all, the seal of Rashomon is very simple, with only five, Hai-xu-you-shen-wei, but Hanfeng bit through ten fingers and couldn't communicate with the Rashomon.

Han Feng knew that ordinary living creatures needed blood contracts to communicate with each other, such as toads in Miaomu Mountain, snakes in Dragon Cave, and slugs in the wet bone forest. If you want to communicate with each other, you must first make a blood contract, otherwise you will not be able to communicate with each other even if you bite your fingers off and you will not be able to communicate with each other.

Krashomen is a dead thing, the Shura Gate that exists in hell. It is not in this world at all, and even if Han Feng wants to form a blood contract, it cannot be done.

It was not until he read the outline of the psychic art written by Sarutobi Hinata that Han Feng realized that prop-like psychic art does not require the so-called blood contract, just sensing it.

Simply put, there is only one way to communicate with the spirit from Rashomon, which is to use blood as a guide to sense hell in the dark!

It goes without saying how difficult this is. At least for so many years, there are only a handful of ninjas who can truly sense hell and master Rashomon.

And Han Feng planned to be the fifth person!

Although the cold wind cannot sense hell, he has the ability to collect!

After reading Sarutobi Hinasen's book, Han Feng believed that he had a great understanding of this spiritual technique - Rashomon. This time, the problem should not be big!

Take a deep breath from the cold wind: collect it!

The green light ball in my mind surging quickly, but it calmed down quickly.

The collection failed.

The cold wind is not angry.

Continue to collect.

But the result is still...failure!

Han Feng was shocked, is this shit Rashomon going to cause trouble?

I clearly understand you so much, but you won’t let me pick you?

The cold wind breathed deeply, suppressing the restlessness in my heart.

‘If the next collection fails, you will get past this technique!’

Otherwise, if it is stuck on the Rashomon, the cold wind will not be able to collect the ninjutsu in this scroll until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month!

The third collection was thrown out, and the green light ball in Han Feng's mind quickly surging.

Han Feng closed his eyes and looked at the green light ball with consciousness. He found that the speed of the green light ball surging was very fierce and rhythmic. At a glance, he knew that there were powerful monsters brewing inside!

Sure enough, the green light ball... slowly calmed down?

Han Feng's skin twitched slightly, and his mentality was about to explode when a light blue spot of light suddenly ejected from the green light that was about to calm down.

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly wrapped it in consciousness.

Spiritual Art - Rashomon!

Finally succeeded!

Han Feng was overjoyed. He looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock. Moonlight Hoshino and Echoko were already asleep. The little brother was still picking wooden stakes in the backyard. Han Feng couldn't wait to see what the Gate of Hell looked like, so he put away the scroll, made a seal and left a shadow clone at home. Then he used the Exit to leave quickly.

He invisible all the way to the forest of death, and the cold wind directly escaped into the ground, and used the soil to snorkeleton into the depths of the forest of death.

The huge trees are towering in the sky deep in the forest of death, and the shade is everywhere. Under the bright moonlight, a quiet black and green beauty appears.

The cold wind bit his right thumb and then quickly formed a seal: Hai-xu-you-shen-wei!

Spiritual Art - Rashomon!

The cold wind slapped the ground with a palm, and chakra turned into dense runes in his palm and poured on the grass. At this moment, the cold wind seemed to vaguely sensed a gloomy breath, which was fleeting.

Um?

Failed?

Han Feng looked at the calm forest and remembered the sensation he had just now. He immediately bit his index finger again, formed seals with both hands, and then slapped the ground with a palm.

At this moment, the cold wind sensed a gloomy breath again. The cold wind did not dare to be careless and rushed to let his consciousness go deeper. In the dark, the cold wind seemed to "see" a tall shadow standing on the sky and the earth.

The Gate of Shura?

The next moment, a huge vibration suddenly came from the forest twenty meters away in front of Han Feng.

Han Feng looked up and saw a huge door breaking through the ground, reaching a height of fifteen meters in a flash, but at the same time, Han Feng felt his body was hollowed out!

Chakra...sold out!

Han Feng quickly refines the chakra, but the refining speed cannot keep up with the consumption speed. Han Feng gritted his teeth and held on, but after a few breaths, he had to stop psychic communication.

At this time, Narashomon had already risen to 70 meters high, and it was also a flock of cranes among the towering trees!

"Is it only seventy meters?"

The cold wind approached Rashomon and looked up at the gate that looked dark under the moonlight. His face looked a little embarrassed. After all, the serious Rashomon was a thousand meters high!

But this is not to blame others. In the past two years, the chakra in Han Feng's body has been maintained at the level of Zhongnin. It is not that he does not want to refine it, but that he wants to practice the forbidden technique of physical activation.

Every time I practice the physical activation ban, Han Feng will turn off the constitution of the vortex clan. With this closure, the chakra that Han Feng has worked hard to extract will begin to flow away.

When the practice stops and the vortex clan's physique is lit up, the cold wind needs to refine the chakra.

Of course, with the past few years of cultivation, Han Feng's original physical fitness has improved a lot with the help of the physical activation forbidden technique, so the upper limit of refining is also rising.

However, Han Feng suddenly felt a little anxious to collect Yin seals. As long as he collected this technique, he could seal all the chakras he usually extracted. Even if he closed the physical constitution of the vortex clan and practiced the physical activation forbidden technique, it would not dissipate. Unfortunately, he didn't know where Tsunade was. Even if he knew, would Tsunade pass on? Can he collect it?

Han Feng took a deep breath, then calmed down and began to observe that the Rashomon, which was only seventy meters high, was exposed.

Fire Escape - Fireball Technique!

The cold wind blew a fireball into the sky, and the fireball slowly rose into the air, bringing a red and scorching light, gradually illuminating Rashomon.

Rashomon is very unique. The two door panels are grey ghosts with grim faces, but only a small part of them are exposed. Only two pupils full of evil can be seen vaguely. When you look at these pupils, you will find that the evil ghost is also staring at you!

On both sides of the door panel were scarlet, whisker-shaped hard substances, standing soaring into the sky, the cold wind touched it, and it was biting cold.

At the top of the Rashomon is an eaves, where black tiles and white walls can be vaguely seen under the fireball, and black iron bells are hung on both sides of the eaves.

The breeze blew, the iron bells jingled, the sound was crisp and cold, spreading from afar under the night.
Chapter completed!