Chapter 17: Wet Bone Forest Immortal Art (Ch 17)

“Kasumi, I have to go to the Wet Bone Forest. Tsunade will handle the Hokage duties for me for the next month.”
“Just pay a little attention.”
Xia suddenly became expressionless and remained silent for a few seconds.
She felt very uneasy when she thought about having to help that woman with documents for the next month.
But unfortunately, this was Qingguang’s order.
“I see.”
Not saying yes was her silent protest.
At night, Harumitsu brought two pots of sake to the Senju clan’s territory, at Tsunade’s doorstep.
He took out the key that he hadn’t used for more than two years.
Click.
In the living room, Tsunade was sitting at the table with Nawaki. The two of them were drinking sake and talking about the restoration of the Senju clan.
The sound of the doorknob turning drew the two men’s attention.
“Brother Qingguang, why are you here?!” Shengshu asked in surprise.
Four years have passed, and the youthfulness of Nawaki has faded away. At the age of 20, he is now one of the strongest ninjas in Konoha.
Both water escape and earth escape have reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.
Tsunade snorted lightly, turned her head to the side, raised the wine flask and took a sip, and said unhappily: “What good can come from coming here? There must be something to torment us again.”
The corners of Sheng Shu’s mouth twitched, and he could only pretend that he didn’t hear what his sister said.
He could understand why Tsunade was like this, but he could also understand Harumitsu’s difficulties. This was what happened when someone was too outstanding.
If it were him, he would also be unable to make a choice.
Haruki didn’t deny it, nodded, sat on the chair next to Tsunade, and put down the two bottles of sake: “I do have something to ask of you.”
“Tsk, I knew it…” There was a hint of loneliness in Tsunade’s words.
At first, she was happy to see Qingguang coming, but she still said something with a different meaning.
I didn’t expect it to be true.
“I can’t help it. You’re the only one I trust the most in this village.” Haruki chuckled, raised the wine jug and walked closer to Tsunade.
“Huh, you just know how to talk nonsense.”
Having said that, Tsunade’s uncontrollable smile revealed everything.
Bang~
“Tell me, what’s the matter.”
“I want to go to the Wet Bone Forest to see the Slug Immortal.”
“That’s it?” Tsunade asked in surprise.
Isn’t this something that can be solved by just putting a hand seal on the psychic scroll?
“It may take a long time. I want to try to practice immortal arts.”
It was not until she heard Haruki’s suggestion that Tsunade stopped using her chopsticks and her expression became serious.
“Why do you suddenly want to practice immortal arts?”
In the past hundred years, there have been only two ninjas in the ninja world who have successfully mastered the magic of immortality, his grandfather Hashirama and that guy Jiraiya.
In order to learn the magic of Myoboku Mountain, Jiraiya spent nearly ten years before he learned the half-baked magic. When using it, he needed the cooperation of the Toad Sage who came out of Myoboku Mountain.
“A month later, Orochimaru is going to Ryuchi Cave to learn fairy arts, and he hopes that I will go with him. I also plan to give it a try.” Haruki told the truth without hiding anything.
“He really values ​​his life, knowing to drag you along.”
“He can learn it, but you shouldn’t learn it.”
“I don’t want you to become neither human nor snake.”
“Living Snail once told me that my grandfather’s magic was not learned from the Wet Bone Forest. In her words, it should be a special physique that he was born with, called the Immortal Body.”
“The magic of the three major spiritual holy places is tailor-made for themselves. Unless you are willing to take the risk of turning into a snake, toad, or slug, forget it.”
This is also the reason why Tsunade has never thought about learning fairy arts.
As a medical ninja, she was very aware of the pros and cons.
Appearance is not the main factor. The key is that this is not in line with her long-standing fighting style and may even cause her strength to decline.
Jiraiya signed a contract with that group of toads since he was young. Ninjutsu such as the Thousand Hair Needles, the Jizo Needle, and the Ranshishi Hair were all developed by himself based on the guidance from Myoboku Mountain.
They belong to the same combat system, so it would naturally be a benefit to him after he mastered the immortal technique.
Orochimaru developed his Orochimaru ninjutsu and taijutsu inspired by snakes, so she can understand that he wants to learn senjutsu.
Tsunade’s fighting style mainly relies on the powerful bodies of the Senju clan, and the exquisite control of chakra to release strange power and amplify the power of physical techniques.
As for her self-healing ability, once her Yin Seal is released, its self-healing speed is no slower than that of the living slug itself.
If she really tried to learn the magic of the Wet Bone Forest, her whole body might become limp like a slug, which would be no different from completely destroying her fighting power.
Finding that Tsunade seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, Harumi explained, “I want to practice senjutsu, but I don’t plan to learn from the three major spiritual sacred places. I just plan to learn from them.”
“After all, I also possess Wood Release, and perhaps I have the same physique as Hashirama-sama and can master Senjutsu.”
This sounded much more reasonable, and Tsunade’s previous worries were eliminated.
She stood up and walked into her room, and soon she was carrying a scroll in one hand and threw it on the sofa.
“Sign it yourself.”
Pulling open the long scroll, Qingguang saw the names of several people on it.
The names in front were all ancestors of the Senju clan, and he only recognized the last few names.
Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Tsunade, and Nawaki.
Qingguang bit his finger and left his handprint on it and signed his name.
Uchiha Haruki.
The contract is done.
The next second, Qingguang felt the reverse psychic request of the psychic contract.
“Tsunade, please take over as Hokage for me for the next month.”
After saying this, he disappeared in a hurry.
Tsunade and Nawaki were stunned, looking at the scroll that fell on the ground, feeling a little confused.
“Reverse spiritualism?”
“Why is Lord Huoxiao so anxious to see Brother Qingguang?” Shengshu asked puzzledly.
Tsunade shrugged, “Who knows.”
Continue to discuss the restoration of the Senju clan with Nawaki.
At that time, the clan site will have to be re-selected. The current area of ​​the Senju clan is too small to accommodate a whole family.
It is also necessary to seek the wishes of the remaining members of the Senju clan. Many of them have new families and have even intermarried with some large and small ninja clans.
Some of them personally support the restoration of the Thousand Hands, but they will not necessarily return to the family. These matters require one-on-one communication, which is a troublesome matter.
Tsunade decided to let Nawaki handle it.
…
Wet bone forest.
As soon as Qingguang arrived here, he smelled a sour and rotten fragrance mixed with the rich fragrance of plants and mosses in the air.
Looking around, he saw hills of all sizes covered with tall, grayish-white tree trunks, on which hung some kind of fruit he didn’t recognize.
Various mosses, strange shapes, and colorful large and small mushrooms are extremely eye-catching.
There are also pale yellow gelatinous swamps that can be seen everywhere.
There were quite a few slugs of varying sizes biting the mushrooms and moss in small bites.
Click.
A palm-sized slug landed on his shoulder: “Uchiha Harumitsu, you are the ninja who just signed a contract with Lord Slug.”
“Lord Slug wants to see you.”
“Go in the direction of the arrow and you will see Mr. Live Slug.”
A soft and tender voice, like that of a gentle older sister next door, sounded in Qingguang’s ears.
Then, the little slug jumped down and continued to nibble on a mushroom that looked like an oyster mushroom but emitted fluorescent green color.
Qingguang looked ahead, and the slugs on the hills immediately gathered together and formed the shape of an arrow.
Not long after, he saw the real body of the slug in an open space that was surrounded by gray and covered with large patches of light yellow acid on the ground.
big.
Too big.
Even Haruki knew that the slugs that Tsunade could summon normally, which were about the same size as the tailed beasts, were less than one-tenth of the size of the living slugs.
But it wasn’t until he saw it with his own eyes that he was truly shocked.
I’m afraid only the size of the Ten-Tails can be comparable to it.
Judging from visual observation, it is at least four to five hundred meters high and more than a kilometer long.
Just lying flat in this huge acidic lake basin.
“In thousands of years, you are the first Uchiha ninja to sign a contract with me.” Huoshou looked at Qingguang curiously.
It’s like seeing something new.
The Wet Bone Forest, Myoboku Mountain, and Ryuchi Cave are different.
There is only one spiritual beast in the entire holy land, the living slug. All the slugs that Qingguang saw just now were her clones, responsible for daily eating.
This made her life extremely boring.
Some of the split individuals even give themselves new names and play role-playing games to relieve their loneliness.
The living slug can sense three different chakras from Qingguang’s body, all of which are extremely terrifying and far beyond the power of ordinary people.
“You not only have the chakra of the Uchiha and the tailed beasts in your body, but why do you also have the chakra of Wood Release?”
“How strange.” Huoshou’s tone sounded somewhat excited and joyful.
A small individual separated from the main body and fell into Qingguang’s palm.
This clone was even smaller than the palm-sized slug that had landed on Qingguang’s shoulder before, and it just occupied Qingguang’s palm.
A little cool, but very moist.
Is this the feeling of the living slug immortal?
Weird, but comfortable.
“I have transplanted Lord Hashirama’s cells and am the Nine-Tails’ Jinchuriki, so you can sense these two chakras.” Haruki explained.
The little slug in Qingguang’s palm nodded. Although it had no expression, it still had a sense of sudden enlightenment, and its two tentacles nodded up and down.
“It’s really a magical experience.”
“If you need anything in the future, you can always communicate with me. Following Uchiha, you should be able to see more interesting things.”
The slug’s body is too large, and it emits highly corrosive mucus, which makes it difficult for any life around it to survive for long.
Therefore, the main body can only stay in this basin, storing consciousness through the split bodies to perceive the world.
“Master Huoxiao, I came here this time to ask for some knowledge related to immortal arts.”
“Magic?”
“But my magic cannot be practiced by humans.”
“I know, I just want to refer to it. Lord Hashirama can practice his own fairy technique. I also have Wood Release, and I also want to try it.”
“You may have to work hard for the next month, Master Huoshen.”
“Is that so?”
“Okay, (^.^)Y Ya!!”
“Just call me a snail.”
She was extremely happy to hear Qingguang’s request.
The body lying in Qingguang’s palm squirmed twice in excitement.
When she thought that in the next month, besides herself, there would be another lively little life to accompany her in the Wet Bone Forest, she was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.
Soon, the clear light came to a small acid lake, which was only about ten meters in diameter.
“This is the mucus secreted by my body. The effect should be similar to the toad oil in Myoboku Mountain, but much stronger. I will dilute it and apply some on your skin so that you can feel it.”
“See if you have the talent to sense natural energy.”
The Living Slug Immortal did not know that Qingguang had once absorbed the natural energy of the dragon vein.
I thought I had to start from the beginning and tell Qingguang what natural energy is, and then I began to explain it in a long and eloquent manner.
Qingguang listened patiently. Although he knew what natural energy was, the Living Slug Immortal, who had been practicing immortal arts for thousands of years, definitely knew more about it.
The acid was smeared on the back of Qingguang’s hand.
Qingguang immediately sensed an extremely pure natural energy. Although the amount was small, its purity was extremely high.
If the natural energy concentration of the dragon vein’s chakra is 1, then the concentration of this acid is comparable to 5!
This is after being diluted a little with live slugs, so wouldn’t the original liquid be more pure?
“How do you feel? Are you feeling any discomfort?”
“No, it feels really good,” Qingguang said with joy in his tone.
He pointed his finger directly at the acid lake.
Start trying to absorb the natural energy here.
[Slug Senjutsu Chakra: 1/5000]
[Note: Non-human immortal chakra cannot be advanced]
Sure enough, his feeling just now was correct, the acid could indeed be added!
It seems that the limit of human practice of the magic arts taught in Ryuchi Cave in Myoboku Mountain is only half of that of toads and snakes.
However, Qingguang doesn’t need to practice this thing. After absorbing it, he can just add some to the immortal body.
“Huh? Nothing happened?” The slug’s mouth grew into an O shape, just the right size for Qingguang’s finger to fit into.
She remembered that Hashirama had tried it before, but the skin on his hands was still eroded.
It recovered thanks to its powerful self-healing ability.
But Qingguang seemed like nothing had happened.
Could it be that this Uchiha is actually a genius in practicing immortal arts?
“Maybe the Yin-Yang chakra in my body is more balanced and more stable than that of Lord Hashirama.” Haruki said nonsense seriously.
As long as the system is there, of course he will be fine.
Anything that is theoretically possible to succeed is 100% successful for him.
He even wanted to soak in the lake and absorb the energy.
But considering that there are still some slugs left, it is better to be more restrained.
Anyway, there is still a month left, which is enough time for him to absorb and cleanse the points.
About a week later, Qingguang was sitting cross-legged with his bare chest in the acid lake.
The pool of acid, which originally had a diameter of ten meters and a depth of half a meter, had been completely absorbed by the clear light.
A circle of faint pure white eye wrinkles also appeared at the corners of Qingguang’s eyes, which was similar to the skin color. If you didn’t look carefully, you couldn’t see its existence at all.