"Abbot, please tell me." I was quite curious about what kind of bet Di Lu wanted to make with me.
"The poor monk has practiced hard over the years. Although I dare not say that he is as perfect as fire, he has become very skilled in using the power of the immortal clan. His strength is not what it used to be." Di Lu took a sip of tea and said slowly, "
We haven’t fought for a long time, and the poor monk just took this opportunity to stretch his muscles. How about we compare notes. If the poor monk wins, the donor will stay in the Temple of Fire, receive the influence of Buddhism, and resolve his obsessions. If the donor wins,
The poor monk agreed to the benefactor's request."
"Okay, I made this bet." I said cheerfully.
When I came to the yard, I stood opposite the ground.
Dilu clasped his hands together, saluted, and said: "Donor, be careful. The poor monk's strength is not what it used to be. I'm afraid Asma is no match for me now."
"Abbott, even if you take action, I am not a person with a false reputation." I returned the greeting, secretly laughing, it's not that I look down on Asma, even if my strength was halved, I might not lose against Asma, let alone
Four years have passed and my strength is not far from recovery.
"I'm offended." Dilu's left hand is still in a clasped position, while his right hand is stretched out in front of his abdomen, with his palm facing the ground.
Seeing his posture, I knew he was going to kill him with his Senju. In the original book, this move killed Kakuzu and Hidan instantly, and it was very powerful.
I don't dare to be careless and am always ready to seal.
Powerful pressure suddenly appeared, and an apricot-yellow Guanyin phantom appeared above Dilu's head.
"Arashi Dun, Black Madara!" I knew that fighting at close quarters would be courting death, so I used a long-range ninjutsu to test it out.
Today, as my strength increases, the power of the black spot can no longer meet the needs of combat. However, because I am proficient in seals, I usually use it as a tentative attack ninjutsu.
"The donor is very cautious, that's very good." Di Lu smiled slightly.
Bang! A huge fist appeared out of thin air and smashed the black panther with one punch. Looking at the top of Dilu's head, the originally kind-hearted Guanyin had turned into a ferocious Shura.
"It can actually break away black spots with one punch. This move is really powerful." This was beyond my expectation. I slowly pulled out the Qingfeng sword from behind, "It seems I have to be more serious."
"Although the donor comes here, you don't have to hold back, but please don't use large-scale ninjutsu, otherwise it will affect the temple." Jilu said.
"Don't worry, Abbot." I inserted the Qingfeng sword on the ground, quietly put my hand behind my back and quickly made a few seals.
"Mysterious meaning, the dance of three suns and moons!" I suddenly picked up Qingfeng and turned into three phantoms and rushed over.
Ever since this Ninja Technique was introduced, there has never been a situation where it failed to hit the opponent.
Bang bang! The huge fist struck, but it only hit my shadow. In this short moment, I was already in front of Dilu.
"It seems it's me..."
Bang! Another heavy punch was thrown out, and I was knocked away and fell to the ground.
"Oh...did you strike too hard? If I accidentally kill you, I won't be able to explain it to Konoha." Dilu looked at me lying on the ground, feeling a little nervous.
"Abbott, you are serious." My figure emerged from behind Di Lu, and the Qingfeng sword was placed on his neck.
This is of course my old trick, the Thunder Hidden Tactics. For those who are not familiar with me, it has proven successful over time. Even people as strong as Payne have suffered from this trick.
"The poor monk lost, but Hagi's benefactor was still more skilled." Dilu smiled calmly, and the huge Guanyin disappeared without a trace, "I finally know why the benefactor is called Black Lightning, and he deserves it."
"I'm sorry." Qingfeng put it into its sheath and I bowed to Dilu.
"The poor monk keeps his word. I don't know what the benefactor's request is. The poor monk will do his best within his ability." Di Lu said.
"Well, let me think about it." I pondered for a moment, and suddenly I had a flash of inspiration. This Thousand Hands Killing is a very useful trick. It can even break the Dance of the Three Suns and Moons. I don't know if he is willing to teach me, but from the original work
Look, he even taught Asuma, so it shouldn't be a secret that is not taught.
"I have observed that the abbot's moves are very powerful, and I am very interested. I wonder if the abbot can teach me." I politely clasped my hands together and saluted. "If this move is a secret technique and cannot be taught to others, forget it."
"What's so difficult about this? This move is called Thousand Hands Kill. I once taught Asuma." Jilu smiled, "What's more, this move was originally created by the Senju clan of Konoha, and the donor of Hatake is Mu
The elite of Ye can teach you, and it is a great honor for this humble monk."
"It comes from the Thousand Hands clan?" No wonder, I said, why this move looks so much like a smaller version of the Thousand Hands Magical Power, "I'm a little curious, I wonder if the abbot can explain the origin of the Thousand Hands Kill."
"No problem, let's go into the house and talk." Di Lu raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Arriving at the house, Dilu asked the young monk to serve him a new cup of tea and slowly told the story of Thousand Hands Killing.
It turns out that the Fire Temple has a very long history. It was established as early as the Warring States Period, and was created by a senior member of the Senju Clan. During the Warring States Period, there were constant wars, and there was an elder from the Senju Clan who was very
I was disgusted with this troubled world, so I became a monk and lived in seclusion in the forest of Konoha. Of course, there was no Konoha Village at that time. Later, the Fire Temple was established to accommodate people who had suffered from the war. Later, this
The seniors of the Senju clan created the ninjutsu of Senju Slay based on the ninjutsu of the Senju clan, which has been passed down to this day. The prototype of the ninjutsu of Senju Slay should be a senjutsu, which requires the consumption of senjutsu chacha that is derived from natural energy.
Carat. But senjutsu is not so easy to learn, so the senior of the Senju clan transformed it into the ninjutsu Senju Slayer, which consumes Yang attribute chakra. Although the power is weakened a thousand times, it is not bad.
It became the self-defense ninjutsu used by the monks of the Fire Temple.
If I use senjutsu chakra, the power can be increased a thousand times. That's incredible. The light escape spell I learned at Izumo Cape is the same as senjutsu. It uses natural energy. If I can use senjutsu
Thousand-hand killing can be used as a trump card. This trip to the Fire Temple will make a lot of money.
"It turns out that Thousand Hands Killing has such a story, it's really full of twists and turns." I said with emotion.
"Well, but I want to remind the donor that although Thousand Hands Killing is powerful, it is not easy to learn. It requires very strong talent and Buddha nature. Most of the monks in the Fire Temple have practiced it since childhood and can only use it reluctantly. Even like
Even a talented ninja like Asuma had to practice for several years before he could barely use it. The poor monk is relatively dull and practiced every day for more than ten years before he reached this level." Dilu said slowly as he took a sip of tea.
Attached are eight pieces of data about Asuma and Earthland.