Uchiha Madara couldn't help laughing wildly, "Just you?"
Uchiha saw the moon and smiled arrogantly, "Why? Look down on me? One thing you may not have understood is that it is no longer the era of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama."
"But my time!"
Uchiha Mitsuki's tone was calm and powerful, as if he was saying an established fact.
"Yeah……?"
Uchiha Madara did not refute, and after a while of silence, he stood up from the stone seat and walked towards Uchiha Mitsuki. Several long thin tubes behind him became straighter and straighter.
It wasn't until the elasticity of these tubes reached its extreme that Uchiha Madara stopped.
"I heard from Bai Jue that you opened the Mangekyō Sharingan?"
"Yes."
Uchiha Mitsuki nodded, opened the Mangekyō Sharingan, and looked at each other with Uchiha Madara.
"Not bad eye power! It seems that you are right, now is indeed the era of your Uchiha Mizuki!"
Surprise flashed across Uchiha Madara's eyes. He originally thought that Uchiha Mitsuki's eye power was about to be exhausted, but he didn't expect that it was still so sufficient.
"However, I stood in front of him with such a weak look, but he did not take action... It seems that he does not want to kill me in a hurry!"
Uchiha Madara silently analyzed the boy's purpose.
At this time, Uchiha Mitsuki suddenly advised: "Master Patriarch, since things are different and people are different, why don't you choose to have a good rest? Look at what you look like now, living in a dark underground, relying on a few pipes
Living an ugly life is really far away from the heroic and domineering image in my image."
But these words obviously angered the old man who once dominated one side.
I saw Madara Uchiha's wrinkled face becoming extremely ferocious, "What do you know? I'm not living for myself...I'm living for...forget it, there's no point in telling you."
Because he couldn't figure out the boy's purpose, Uchiha Madara didn't want to tell him about the Eye of the Moon plan.
"I know that the patriarch is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but isn't it good to just let the past go by?" Uchiha Mizuki continued to persuade patiently.
At this moment, Xuanwu Bai Zetsu suddenly approached Uchiha Madara and whispered: "That red-haired brat is Nagato!"
Nagato?
Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment. Why did he bring Nagato here? What on earth did he want to do?
As more and more questions piled up in his mind, Uchiha Madara became increasingly unable to guess the boy's purpose.
At the same time, Uchiha Mitsuki looked at the eyes of Xuanwu Bai Zetsu and Uchiha Madara that stayed on Nagato, and knew that it was time to come up with a trump card.
He turned to look at Nagato and asked in a deep voice: "Nagato, do you know where your eyes come from?"
"My eyes?" Nagato was a little surprised and didn't understand why Uchiha Mitsuki said that.
Because his eyes have been like this for as long as he can remember.
But Uchiha Madara's face became very ugly because of these words.
In order to hide his inner shock, he walked towards the stone seat behind him.
Soon, the pipe connected behind him hung to the ground, making a rustling sound as it rubbed against the ground.
After sitting down, Uchiha Madara's mood slowly calmed down. With things developing to this point, he no longer took any chances, knowing that the boy would probably know his plan.
"Have you been to Nanga Shrine?"
"It seems that the patriarch doesn't know..." Uchiha Mitsuki smiled disdainfully, "The things recorded on that stone tablet are false."
"Hahahaha! Fake? How is it possible!"
Uchiha Madara smiled crazily.
"It's indeed fake!"
Uchiha Mitsuki sighed, feeling a little distressed for no reason. Sitting on the stone seat not far away was the rickety old man.
"That stone tablet has been tampered with. I don't know the original content, but I know very well that what it records now is indeed false."
"How do you prove that?"
Uchiha Madara was naturally unwilling to give in. If the contents recorded on the stone tablet were false, wouldn't his efforts over the years have been in vain?
The old man's stubbornness made Uchiha Mizuki feel helpless. He sighed and explained: "Thousands of years ago, Otsutsuki Kaguya came to this world, and the sacred tree was born..."
"...In order to resurrect Kaguya, Black Zetsu secretly changed the contents on the stone tablet of Nanga Shrine."
Uchiha Mitsuki took a breath and pointed out the most critical content: "The Ten-Tails, plus the chakra of Indra and Asura, are the most basic conditions for the resurrection of Kaguya. And the patriarch, you are the resurrection
Kaguya’s carrier!”
"It's ridiculous...hahahaha! It's ridiculous..."
Uchiha Madara felt that the boy was lying to him, but he smiled and suddenly felt that the really ridiculous person was himself.
Seeing Uchiha Madara's sober appearance, Uchiha Mitsuki's eyes flashed, he came to his side, took his rough hands and said, "Do you really think that Infinite Tsukuyomi, something like that, can bring peace?
"
Uchiha Madara lowered his head and said nothing.
Xuanwu Bai Zetsu next to him saw that Uchiha Mitsuki had no intention of taking action and did not step forward to stop him.
At this time, Uchiha Mitsuki held Uchiha Madara's hands, smiled slightly and said, "You may not know that at the end of this year, I will become the Fourth Hokage."
"you?"
Uchiha Madara's eyes widened, "How could the village allow an Uchiha to become Hokage!"
"My position as Hokage was not given by them! It was achieved through my own hard work step by step!"
There was a bit of pride and a bit of pride in Uchiha Mitsuki's tone, like a junior trying to please his elders.
"you……!"
At this moment, looking at the smiling face of the young man who resembled his younger brother Izuna, Uchiha Madara was in a trance.
Unconsciously, his thoughts seemed to go back to the stream where he and Hashirama were playing together when he was young.
The days at that time were always so comfortable and happy. The wishes I once made on the top of the mountain have now become a reality.
Konoha has been established for more than thirty years.
Young children no longer have to go to the battlefield!
There is no need for the ninja clan to attack each other anymore!
It's a pity that none of this has anything to do with him.
If I had become Hokage, wouldn't many things have happened?
For example, there is no need to leave the village where dreams are placed, there is no need to fight to the death with close friends, and there is no need to hide here and be a widow in the old era.
"Maybe I'm wrong..."
Uchiha Madara held Uchiha Mitsuki's hand and murmured.
He was very strong, as if he was looking for spiritual comfort.
"No! Lord Patriarch! You are not right! It was Lord Hashirama who was wrong!"
Hearing this, Uchiha Mitsuki shook his head and retorted loudly.
"ah……"
Uchiha Madara was startled by the boy's excited voice. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, maybe I am really old.
After a moment, he smiled and asked: "How do you say it?"