"Before discussing Yi-Tail Churiki, I would like to ask everyone here... how much do you know about the origin of ninjas?" Shiraki looked around.

"...The origin of ninjas?" Luo Sa was confused. They were in remote areas, and the ninja school did not have the course of history!

"I only know that before the first generation of Fengying established the Sand Hidden Village, the Wind Kingdom Desert was based on an oasis, and countless tribes fought against each other for the right to survive. There were as many sand bandits and robbers as cows, which was a very bloody and dark period." Luo Sha said first.

"Yes, that's really an era that I dare not recall. Hai Laozang and I personally experienced this dark history when we were young. Our tribe was defeated and massacred, and our parents were killed. All those who were above the wheel were not spared. I was only a few years old at that time. Hai Laozang was held in my arms and taken away by my enemies. We kept selling and trading among the tribes, and we didn't even have to eat..." Chiyo's mother-in-law looked painful on her face.

Shiraki touched his chin and whispered in Nonoyu's ear: "I think she is not as tall as the wheels now, right?"

"Shh... Listen carefully, love... the material is all in the story." Nonoyu almost let out a word.

"Fortunately, Lord Lieto defeated that tribe with his tribe, liberated all the slaves and saved us. We also joined the Sand Tribe. Later, the Sand Tribe continued to annex tribes of all sizes, and then established the Sand Hidden Village. Then I followed Lord Monaemon to learn puppet technique..."

When Grandma Chiyo talked about her childhood tragic experience, she even began to wipe her tears.

"Okay, okay, older people just like long-winded memories..." Hai Laozang interrupted his sister's nagging.

"You don't remember what happened at that time, of course you don't feel bitter. I raised you with shit and pee." Chiyo's grandma jumped up and knocked Hai Laozang's head.

"So before the Bloody Tribe Age, don't you know what it was?" asked Shiraki.

"I know a little bit. It was an ancient mural that I saw in Fengzhi Temple when I was listening to Lord Fenfu's lecture. The mural said that there was no chakra in the desert in the past. Camel samurai was the mainstream force. Later, a team of monks who claimed to be from the Ninja Sect entered the desert, sowed the seeds of chakra, taught ninjutsu, and tried to restrain the tribes here with more powerful power, so that the desert would become peaceful and improve the environment of the desert." Hai Laozang is worthy of being a think tank, and he really knew more.

"Oh~ Great monks, it seems they have failed." Shiraki sympathized with them.

"Yes... facing the simple believers who yearn for peace, the monks selflessly taught them everything without reservation, but the believers who returned to the tribe immediately showed their vicious fangs and used the ninjutsu he learned to conquer other tribes. In order to prevent other tribes from learning ninjutsu, they killed the monks who preached... Their teacher died in the hands of their own students..." Hai Laozang sighed long.

"Hey... naive monks, there are no truly simple people in the world. If you go with a spear and a big stick, a bear can turn into a good rabbit. When it gets dark, the rabbit will turn into a bad wolf in minutes. He shouts that the man takes off the ring and necklace, and the woman takes off the bellyband and the inner trunk, otherwise they will all be dead." Bai Mu shook his head and sighed.

"Vulgar." Nonoyu shook his head, but he had to admit that Shiraki was right. She started to travel around the ninja world at the age of eight, and had long understood that people's hearts are really scary sometimes, and the poorer the place is, the more this is the case.

"It seems that your understanding of the ninja world is only here." Shiraki felt that he could start to fool him.

"Well, before the bloody era, the tribes did not even have unified their writing, and they all rely on word of mouth. There was indeed no more news." Hai Laozang nodded.

"Our balanced sect has been passed down for tens of millions of years, lived in seclusion in the world, and understood everything in the ninja world. Let me tell you everything in the Kingdom of Wind..." Shiraki's words seemed to unfold a scroll in front of everyone's eyes.

"Thousands of years ago, the former Land of Wind was the most fertile land on this continent, with forests and grasslands, fragrant fruits and fruits, birds and insects, and even far surpassing the current Land of Fire."

"At that time, this land was controlled by a powerful empire called Shurima. Its territory was spread across every corner of the vast land in the southern part of the continent. Its people were happy and happy. Its golden warrior stomped his feet to make the entire continent tremble. Its emperor's words were even as heavy as the gods."

"Until one day, the people's prayers moved the gods. A meteorite fell from the sky and brought the gifts given to the emperor by the gods, a seed and its guardian princess. The beauty and elegance of the princess made the emperor completely intoxicated. The seed has magical magic power and can grow immortal elixirs. This is the gift given to the emperor by the gods."

"However, one day, the despicable minister Shimura Kozo, coveted this gift, actually poisoned the emperor, stole the seeds, and even intended to occupy Princess Tian. He was not even satisfied with eternal life, and even tried to steal the power of God. He used evil magic to transform the way the seeds grew!"

"The evil seeds turned into big trees and frantically extracted the natural energy between heaven and earth. The forests and oceans were quickly depleted, wild animals, insects and birds continued to die, the rich capital collapsed in the catastrophe of heaven and earth, the entire empire was reduced to ruins, the people of the empire wandered everywhere, and the once majestic city was swallowed up by yellow sand. Now Shurima has become a barren wasteland and a ruthless desert. People can only rely on the remaining oasis and inches of arable land to survive..."

"This damn minister!" Bai Mu gritted his teeth.

This story is adapted from Kaguya's arrival. The Nine Bible and One True. The Kingdom of Wind was indeed absorbed into a desert after being absorbed by the sacred tree. However, Kaguya is considered his nominal ancestor after all, so how could he be a ancestor in the world?

I can only let Shimura Danzo's ancestors take the blame.

Nonoyu had no expression on his face. She was quite relished in front of her. When she heard the words Shimura, she immediately understood, and Shiraki was talking nonsense again.

"This...the empire...the emperor...it sounds so much like a myth?" Luo Sha pulled the corner of his mouth. If Bai Mu hadn't revealed his strength, he would have blown out the charlatan who was full of running the train, but even if he listened now, he would have felt half-believing and half-doubted.

"So, what about the final outcome of the minister..." Hai Laozang found it quite interesting, because he knew that there were really many ruins of ancient cities in the desert, demonstrating the prosperity of the past.

The most famous one is the ancient city of Kiyoko where Konoha is now stationed. A shepherd girl originally drowned in the sea of ​​sand, but later discovered because sheepwolf named Kiyoko was chased by a wild wolf.

Through the remaining majestic buildings and countless air-dried corpses, you can vaguely see the grandeur of the civilization of that year.

So Hai Laozang believes in the story of Baimu.

"The minister is naturally dead. If mortals steal the power of the gods, there will be only one result." Shiraki skipped over lightly.

"Poor Princess...Woooooooooooooooo..." A Fei actually cried as he heard the story.

"Sir Prophet, you are just talking about this story, right?" Luo Sha seemed to understand something.
Chapter completed!