A few days later, in the afternoon, Madara came back from outside with sweat. Now he is used to training Chakra in the morning and evening, subsidizing the family after breakfast, and practicing Taijutsu's boring life in the afternoon.
One hundred push-ups and three hundred leapfrogs a day are the limits of this body.
As for Chakra that has been refined, but I can't compare with, it as if close to a bottleneck.
The reason why he came back so early is that Madara heard a message from the group of brats.
"You wait! In three days I will be Spirit Awakening, and I will definitely defeat you! wu wu wu!"
From all of this, except the Spirit Awakening, everything else simply entered with the left ear and left from the right, for that's all the whining of a defeated dog!
Spirit Awakening? Madara extend his hand and touched his eye...
Sharingan, also known as the Illuminating Eye of the Mind, its ability comes from the soul and bloodline.
If your body also contains an Uchiha bloodline, the probability of Awakening is more than 90%, but based on Indra Chakra reincarnation alone, the probability of Awakening is basically 50-50.
Madara guessed that maybe, after officially becoming the Spirit Master, his Chakra can continue the breakthrough.
Madara walked back to the house, planning to tell Tang San about the news, but he met the village chief Old Jack in the blacksmith shop.
"Little Madara, you're finally back! Did you bully the group of little brats again?" Jack looked at Madara and said with a smile that was not really a smile when he returned home.
Old Jack is the village chief of Saint Spirit Village, and also the oldest and most respected elderly in the entire village. Tang Hao took Madara and Tang San to settle here, in the beginning, thanks to his help.
"The village chief, you came to my house to inform me and the younger brother Awakening Spirit!" Although Madara was unhappy, he was very polite to the elderly who had helped him in the past.
"Yes, yes! So you are already aware. Remember well, three days later, I will pick you up at that time!" Jack said with a straight face.
Madara nodded with a serious face, "Don't worry, Grandpa Jack, we will be on time! After all, it's a matter of destiny!"
Old Jack stroked his beard, and nodded with a smile: "Then I can rest assured!"
"The village chief grandfather, what is the Awakening ceremony?" Tang San curiously asked.
Madara felt very helpless for this younger brother, and he was every bit as clueless as Izuna.
This level of cluelessness was like the people from Madara's previous life not knowing what a shinobi was...
But Old Jack still explained to Tang San very carefully: "Each of us has our own spirit, when we are 6 years old..."
Then Tang San asked a few more questions about the Awakening Ceremony and Spirit Master, while Madara also listened carefully to what Old jack had to say.
Although he had a basic understanding of this, collected from the villagers over the past few years, his caution as a ninja made him to eager learn more about his situation. After all, there is nothing wrong with being careful, and only the prepared can be assured to wake up and see another day.
The whole process was very enjoyable, except that Father Tang Hao snorted disdainfully at the legend of Spirit Saint, which caused Old Jack to blow his beard and stare, and he had to use his carrot Spirit to teach Tang Hao.
Time flies quickly, and night falls in a twinkling of an eye, and Tang San, who has been fighting for a day, also moves his sore shoulders and begins to prepare dinner.
Tang Hao went out to get drunk again after the meal, and it seemed that he would come back very late, and Madara, who was cleaning up the dishes with Tang San, hesitated and said, "Little San, I want to ask you something!"
"What's the matter? Brother, it's okay if you have something to say!" Tang San asked strangely, turning his head to wash the bowl.
Tang San knows that his big brother is extremely arrogant and strong. Generally, things that can be solved by himself must be done by himself.
"I want you to forge a few things for me!" Madara took out a drawing and placed it on the table.
"This is a dagger? Brother, what use is it for you to use this?" Tang San asked, looking at the Kunai drawing in front of him.
"self-protection!" Madara spits out two words silently.
Although Tang San has memories of Hidden Weapons from his previous life, his subconscious regards kunai as a melee dagger. Although it is shorter, it just fits Madara's current body shape. He didn't think about the direction of the throw.
"Okay! The past few days I will type it out as soon as possible."
Originally, Madara wanted to create the Gun Bai and Scythe that he used when he was in Ninja World, but that was to be kept for later. Because, firstly, his body was still too small to bear that all, and Tang San had to be busy forging iron essence after the second, and the Ninja Tool that was too big was powerless.
On the morning of 2nd day, Madara, who woke up early to wash up, looked at Tang San who kept yawning from the lack of sleep, and two kunai which were still warm on the table warmed his heart.
"If you like ironing, be a blacksmith! The family is guarded by Uchiha Madara, even the Gods won't dare to make any moves!"
Tang San, who was a little sleepy, felt that his big brother radiated his aura, making him puzzled.
"Let's go! The sun should rise in a while!"
"Yes!" Madara picked up two kunai on the table, feeling the familiar touch, and nodded with satisfaction.
I have to say that Tang San indeed has become the innate talent of Divine Craftsman, at least the first forging Kunai is so smooth.
Madara didn't know. Although Tang San had never forged in his life, he did not know how many Hidden Weapons had been made as a Tang Sect disciple in his previous life. Natural practice makes perfect.
I don't know why, Madara has felt ill at ease since this morning as if something bad was about to happen.
"Today, let's be more careful!" Madara knew that this was a whim, a powerful instinct trained by the expert through life and death, so he cautiously pinned the freshly-forged kunai to his waist.
In a blink of an eye, the sun has leaped from the east, Tang San who was on the way home, saw Madara looking grimmer and grimmer, and could not help but ask, "Big brother has never been so nervous in the past few years !"
"Brother, are you hiding something from me?" Although Tang San asked, his tone revealed that he couldn't help but question.
"No! It's just a little uneasy that's all!" Madara ruffled Tang San's hair again as if forming a habit.
Although he had resisted at the beginning, Tang San got used to it after a long time. After all, he was alone in his previous life. Although he also had a father in his rebirth, Tang Hao was obviously not as close as his brother.
"Brother, don't always hide anything in your heart, I..." Before he finished speaking, Tang San stopped, with the same defensive expression, and stood at the side with Madara.
In the grass...
"Let me see!" Tang San reached out and took the handful of kunai Madara handed him.
"No! I am going to go!" Madara stretched out his hand to block Tang San, raising his eyebrows.
"Brother! You are not as flexible as I am, let me go!" Tang San said with a firm face. Tang San has practiced Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track since he was a child. Naturally, he has not completed Tree Climbing and Water Surface. Walking Madara is flexible.
"Be careful!" Madara had no choice but to say nodded. He knew that his younger brother was very stable and would not do anything unsure.
Tang San didn't say much, but carefully stepped towards the grass not far away.
"ROAR!" Said that at that time, a white lynx-like silver stream came towards Tang San.
Tang San was shocked and hurriedly backed away. He did not reserve any steps when he used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. He showed a bit of uncertain demeanor for the first time, and he almost failed to avoid the animal's fangs and sharp claws.
Seeing Tang San's escape, Madara's original heart also fell, and at the same time, he felt relieved that his whim was because of this guy.
"It's okay! Little San!" Madara stared at the lynx wandering in front of him intently, so he had to start to talk and asked.
Getting distracted was taboo in the battle. Taking your eyes away from your enemies would teach a lesson of blood.
"It's okay, brother, I am ready to go!" Tang San clenched the Kunai in his hand. He knew that at the speed of this White Wolf if the back was exposed to it, the two would be impossible for them to escape back to the village alive.
"Little San, you run fast, go back and call someone!" Madara stopped in front of Tang San again.
"Brother, you go back, I'll deal with it!" This time, even if Tang San runs with the inner strength of Xuantiandong, they were several hundred meters from the village.
As long as they ask for help, the villagers will be there in five minutes. Had it not been too early, people were still asleep, the wolf howl just now was enough to attract attention!
"Remember, I am the big brother and you are the younger brother!" Tang San saw his big brother's smile for the first time in his life, which was involuntarily convincing.
Tang San clenched his teeth, rushing toward Saint Spirit Village without looking back, his eyes are full of worry, whispering "Brother, you have to hold on!"
Tang What San didn't see was that Madara's smile immediately became extremely cold after he left.
"Little beast, let me have some fun with you!"