This Is the Jutsu I Want to Learn

The candlelight in the meditation room cast flickering shadows on the paper window. Chiriku sat cross-legged on the futon, turning the Prayer Beads in his hand one by one.

"That was many years ago..." His gaze pierced through the rising steam of the tea, as if he had returned to that rainy night.

"Kazuma believes that the Land of Fire needs a strong ruler." Chiriku's voice was a little hoarse. "He said that the Daimyo is too weak and that the power of the country should be controlled by a strong person, or that the Twelve Guardian Ninja should choose a leader to serve as the Daimyo."

Uzuki Yugao's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and the tea rippled in the cup.

Sasuke noticed a faint scar beneath Chiriku's monk's robe, a mark left by some kind of sharp weapon.

"Asuma disagreed with his idea." Chiriku closed his eyes. "He said that the duty of the Twelve Guardian Ninja was to protect, not to seize power. That night..." The Prayer Beads suddenly stopped spinning. "Kazuma led the other five in a rebellion."

The sound of wind came from outside the meditation room, and the candlelight flickered violently.

Kurenai Yuhi instinctively looked out the window; the shadows of the trees under the moonlight swayed like ghosts.

"We fought in the bamboo forest outside the Fire Temple." Chiriku's voice grew softer and softer. "The light of the Chakra Blade ripped through the night sky, and the collision of Wind Release and Fire Release turned the entire bamboo forest to ashes. Kazuma ..." He took a deep breath. "He killed Hokane with his own hands."

Yamato clenched his fist. "Master, what happened next?"

"We paid a heavy price to subdue them." Chiriku rolled up his sleeve, revealing a hideous scar. "Asuma used his Wind Release to leave a permanent mark on Kazuma's face, but World War I, the Twelve Guardian Ninja ..." He shook his head with a bitter smile, "Are now just a name."

Silence fell over the meditation room, broken only by the soft crackling of the candlelight.

The cawing of crows came from afar, and a red light flashed in Uchiha Yu's Sharingan.

"So tonight..." Uzuki Yugao said softly, "He's here for revenge?"

"No," Chiriku stood up and pushed open the paper window, "He came to finish what he left unfinished back then. The Land of Fire is about to change."

At this moment, Uchiha Yu, who was next to Sasuke, suddenly stood up. "I think what Kazuma said is not entirely unreasonable. In my opinion, it is quite ridiculous that the ruler of the Land of Fire is a Daimyo is powerless."

Upon hearing such treasonous words, Yamato immediately looked at the Daimyo's messenger in the corner.

Seeing that the good-for-nothing had fallen asleep, Yamato finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The candlelight cast a long shadow of Uchiha Yu, but his image grew considerably in Sasuke's mind.

After being instantly defeated by Itachi, Sasuke was focused on becoming stronger, and he found all that Daimyo absurd.

Chiriku gently stroked the Prayer Beads and slowly spoke, "The Avatamsaka Sutra says: 'All sentient beings Tathagata the wisdom and virtues of the Tathagata.' This hereditary system, just like the transmission of Buddhist teachings, emphasizes a karmic connection. The position of Daimyo is passed down from generation to generation, and there is a reason for it."

Uchiha Yu picked up his teacup, his eyes blazing. "Master Chiriku, Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all beings, yet the hereditary system monopolizes power in the hands of a single family. Isn't that a contradiction?"

Chiriku smiled slightly, "The Lotus Sutra says: 'Teach the Dharma according to the nature of the people.' Governing a country is the same. The Daimyo family has accumulated the way of governing a country for generations, just as this old monk has cultivated for many years before he was able to understand the true meaning of Buddhism."

"But experience is not the same as ability." Uchiha Yu put down his teacup. "I have read management classics. An excellent manager needs decision-making ability, judgment and leadership. These abilities are not automatically inherited because of blood relations, just like..." He paused, "Just like the Sharingan can be inherited, but the skills to use the Sharingan need to be cultivated after birth."

Sasuke stared intently at Uchiha Yu's back, feeling that Brother Yu's image had grown even more imposing, and that he understood things even better than his father, Fugaku.

Chiriku paused for a moment with the Prayer Beads in his hand. "Young man, what you say is novel, but change is often accompanied by turmoil. The Diamond Sutra says: 'All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows.' The existing system may not be perfect, but at least it maintains peace."

"Beneath the surface of peace lies a hidden crisis." Uchiha Yu stood up and walked to the window. "The ninja village bears the heavy responsibility of protecting the country, yet it has to obey the orders of Daimyo who knows nothing about war. Is that reasonable? It's like letting someone who doesn't know medicine manage a hospital, or letting someone who doesn't understand military strategy command an army. Drinks are sweet, seats are for sitting, and everyone wants to give pointers on every trade, right?"

A brief silence fell over the meditation room, broken only by the soft crackling of the candlelight.

Yamato and Kurenai Yuhi frantically giving Uchiha Yu meaningful glances, but Uchiha Yu still looked defiant.

Chiriku sighed softly, "Then, in your opinion, what should be done?"

"I believe we should establish a system that is more in line with the future." Uchiha Yu turned around, his Sharingan flashing with wisdom. "Through fair selection, we can let truly talented people manage the Land of Fire. At the same time, we should establish term limits to prevent power from becoming entrenched. Most importantly..." he emphasized, "We should establish a council composed of representatives from all levels to supervise and check the power of the Daimyo."

Chiriku pondered, "Like the monks' meeting at our Fire Temple?"

"Similar, but more complete." Uchiha Yu took a few steps closer. "The council members should include ninjas, civilians, merchants, and the Scholar. Everyone should have a voice, instead of entrusting the fate of the country to a single clan. This way, even if the Daimyo makes a mistake, it can be corrected in time."

Chiriku put down his Prayer Beads, his gaze becoming profound. "Young man, your thoughts are dangerous, but..." He gave a meaningful smile, "The Vimalakirti Sutra says: 'As the mind is pure, so too is the Buddha-land pure.'"

Uchiha Yu nodded, looking like he understood.

After leaving the Chiriku, he complained, "What was that all about, talking in such a garbled way?"

The morning bell echoed in the courtyard of the Fire Temple, where the thin mist had not yet dissipated.

Uchiha Yu stood under the corridor, his golden One-Tomoe Sharingan faintly visible in the morning light.

His gaze was fixed on the monks cultivating in the courtyard, and every Hand Seal and every flow of chakra was clearly captured by his Sharingan.

"Drink!" A young monk clasped his hands together, and golden chakra condensed behind him into a semi-transparent Kannon Statue.

Although it is not as imposing as the "Welcome to the Chiriku - Thousand-Hand Strike" and is less than two meters tall, it has indeed taken shape.

Uchiha Yu's pupils contracted slightly, and the Tomoe in his Sharingan spun rapidly.

He could see the flow of chakra within the monks' bodies and the complex mechanisms of their meridians.

This reminded him of the storyline about the Chiriku.

In the original storyline, Chiriku used Buddhist techniques such as the Thousand-Hand Strike and the Wrathful Vajra to suppress the Immortal Duo of Kakuzu and Hidan for a long time.

Without any intelligence, Chiriku was eventually dragged to his death by the two immortals, and the 30 million bounty was taken by Kakuzu.

Kakashi had to call for the New Team 7, Yamato and the Ino-Shika-Cho Formation, just to fight Kakuzu.

Not to mention the Immortal Duo fighting one against one, the difficulty increases exponentially.

He was able to beat those two guys into such a sorry state, which is why Uchiha Yu was extremely envious of Chiriku's techniques.

"Hey," Mitarashi Anko appeared behind Uchiha Yu at some point, a rice ball dangling from her mouth, "So serious, are you thinking of becoming a monk?"

Uchiha Yu didn't turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the training in the arena. "I just want to learn more powerful techniques."

Anko chuckled softly, "You're quite frank, but..." she narrowed her eyes, "Stealing someone's skills isn't exactly a respectable thing to do."

"The path of cultivation depends on individual ability," Uchiha Yu said calmly. "Besides..." His Sharingan suddenly lit up, "It's here."

In the center of the courtyard, Chiriku slowly rose to his feet.

He clasped his hands together, and golden chakra burned around him like flames.

With a low shout, a huge Thousand-Armed Kannon appeared behind him, each hand containing terrifying chakra fluctuations!

"Come to welcome Thousand-Hand Strike!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, and a thousand hands slammed down simultaneously, causing the ground to shake violently.

Uchiha Yu's Sharingan spun wildly, trying to record every detail.

He could sense that the essence of this move lay not only in the use of chakra, but also in that unique 'momentum'.

Chiriku finished his stance and turned to look at the corridor. "Young man from the Uchiha, can you see clearly?"

Only after he said that did everyone realize that Chiriku was not a monk in the temple.

Uchiha Yu was startled, but then said frankly, "Master Chiriku's techniques are indeed well-deserved."

"Buddhist Ninjutsu emphasizes mindset," Chiriku said meaningfully. "You can't learn it just by relying on the Sharingan."

Uchiha Yu sensed the hidden meaning in the words, "May I ask, Master, what would it take for you to teach me?"

Chiriku shook his head. "This is the power of protection, not the power of Carnage. If you don't have a genuine desire to protect some people, then even if I pass it on to you, Buddha will not approve."

Uchiha Yu slapped his thigh. "Hey! Master, just state your conditions directly, why beat around the bush?"

Chiriku clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. "The young benefactor of the Uchiha possesses the Mangekyō Sharingan at such a young age, and in such a rare way. I find it quite astonishing. Your arrival last night interrupted Kazuma's deliberate revenge. I think it is all fate."

At this point, Uchiha Yu understood the gist of it. "So last night, Master and I talked all night to find out my thoughts on the Daimyo. But I'm not an ambitious person. Who sits in the head seat is none of my business. Even if this trip is to discuss the selection of the Hokage Position, I have no interest in it."

Chiriku smiled mysteriously, "So you've agreed to protect the Daimyo and help me through this crisis?"

A young Little Monk, about the same height as Sasuke, couldn't help but interject, "Abbot, it's the duty of Konoha Ninja to protect the Daimyo. Why should we give this guy extra benefits?"

"Ku, please don't be rude." Chiriku bowed slightly to the Konoha people. "I'm sorry, you all have made a fool of yourselves."

Uchiha Yu stared at the brat named Sora. If he remembered correctly, this guy had the Nine-Tails Chakra implanted in him by his father Kazuma. Not only could he borrow the power of the Nine-Tails, but he could also Tailed Beast Transformation.

When Sora was five years old, he lost control after Tailed Beast Transformation and demolished the Fire Temple, so the people in the temple didn't like him.

He's a total Naruto clone.

However, his personality is quite different from Naruto's.

While Naruto's pranks are sometimes annoying, they're mostly quite endearing. Sora, on the other hand, gets more and more annoying as he gets older; he's destined to be a supporting character.

It could also be because Sora's father is Kazuma, Naruto's father is Minato Namikaze.

After this interruption, Uchiha Yu resumed the conversation. "Master Chiriku is guarding the temple, and I'm protecting the Daimyo. When you've dealt with Kazuma, then you'll give me your special technique?"

Chiriku nodded. "That's exactly what I was thinking."

"Good, good, good!" Uchiha Yu said "good" three times, never expecting that Chiriku would be so easy to talk to, giving away the secret manual so readily.

Having received a new side quest, the Konoha squad, who were already on their way to meet the Daimyo, continued their journey.

After everyone left, several monks brought the two monks who had stolen clothes the day before to Chiriku.

"Abbot! The person has been brought!"

Chiriku clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha! Punishment with caning!"

"Yes!"

As the Konoha team crawled through the mountains, Uchiha Sasuke but ask Uchiha Yu: "Why did that bald monk give you this mission? Did he know you before?"

"Of course you don't know me."

"Then why is he paying extra attention to you? Can you really protect the Daimyo?"

Uchiha Yu turned back and smiled at Sasuke, "That guy isn't that simple. He wants to pass on his ultimate technique to me because I, as a ninja with the Mangekyō Sharingan, actually think there's a problem with the establishment of the Daimyo. Konoha just lost the Hokage and the Hokage's true 'wife,' and the village doesn't have any extra personnel to protect the Daimyo."

"But Chiriku has no capable men under his command. If he leaves the Fire Temple, all the monks will suffer."

"Therefore, it is necessary to seize any available resources."

Uchiha Yu recalled the look in the eyes of those monks he had just seen, "Chiriku wasn't lying, he really was going to teach me his skills, but I guess his 'techniques' will only become more powerful after years of practice."

Upon recalling how Asuma once used a meter-high "Welcome Thousand-Hand Strike" to knock away Hidan's immortal scythe, Fang Yu immediately drew the conclusion.

This is a technique that requires a long period of refinement and extensive research.

However, it would be fine if he were alone.

And there's such a big group of brothers here.

In addition, since the Main God Fang Yu can exchange his leisure time for Horror Film, wouldn't the "Welcome Thousand-Hand Strike" become the signature skill of "Fang Yu and his ilk" sooner or later?

With his Memory Synchronization, Pirate World Fang Yu who had just set sail, swallowed a grape handed to him by Perona, who was in a wheelchair, and said in the "Chat Group":

"I've already practiced almost everything I can. I desperately need this kind of technique that allows you to gain power through years of repeated practice!"

Stephen Fang: "It feels a bit like Hashirama Thousand-Hand Strike's Hashirama Senju Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands."

Bruce Yu: "In Hokage, any technique related to Buddhism or mythology is quite powerful. Let's get our hands on the Thousand-Hand Strike first. If we can transplant Hashirama Cells and master Wood Release, then Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands won't be far behind."

Uchiha Yu nodded with a smile, "Chiriku would never have imagined that we could train in layers. When we've mastered it, we'll scare him, hee hee."

After a long and arduous journey, the Konoha team finally arrived at the magnificent palace of the Land of Fire's Daimyo.

The palace gates stand majestically, displaying supreme majesty.

It looks much more luxurious than the dilapidated gate of Konoha, which confirms the relationship between the Daimyo and the Hokage.

One was in charge of making money, and the other only knew how to throw punches.

The messenger hurried forward and whispered several words in the Daimyo's ear.

This Daimyo of the Land of Fire, whose mannerisms were somewhat effeminate, cleared his throat, glanced at the crowd, and asked, "Who is Uchiha Yu?"

Without hesitation, Uchiha Yu stood up, head held high and chest out, his posture as upright as a pine tree.

The Daimyo sized him up, his expression serious. "Do you know what crime you have committed?"

Undeterred, Uchiha Yu raised his head, his gaze fixed firmly into the Daimyo's eyes, his imposing manner unyielding. "What crime have I committed by protecting my clan's territory?"

The Daimyo frowned slightly, whispered to the messenger for a while, and then looked at Uchiha Yu again. "They said that on the night the Uchiha Clan was wiped out, you strongly resisted. Isn't that a crime?"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Yu suddenly laughed, a laugh tinged with mockery.

He had already seen through this Daimyo, who was nothing but a good-for-nothing with no real skills or opinions, so he smiled and asked, "Did you give the order to Uchiha Clan Massacre?"

Daimyo quickly shook his head and said urgently, "Of course not."

Uchiha Yu shrugged, looking nonchalant. "The Hokage didn't say anything like that. It was all Danzo's doing, so what's wrong with me rebelling?"

Daimyo nodded thoughtfully, "That is indeed the case."

Before the Daimyo could react further, Uchiha Yu strode forward, patted Sasuke on the shoulder, and said loudly, "If it weren't for me, the Uchiha would all be dead by now. After all, they are the founding clan of Konoha. It would be a disgrace to the Land of Fire if they were all dead."

After hearing Daimyo, Daming nodded repeatedly, looking as if he Satori something. "That makes sense."

He pondered for a moment, then shouted, "Someone come here! Give this kid a reward!"

Yamato, Mitarashi Anko, Anko, and Uzuki Yugao, Kurenai Yuhi were standing to the side, couldn't help but facepalm at the sight. They were amazed that Uchiha Yu had actually gotten away with it.

Upon hearing that not only was he exonerated, but he was also to receive a reward, Uchiha Yu was so angry that he laughed.

Is this the Daimyo in charge of a country's economy? Are you kidding me?

After dealing with Uchiha Yu's matter, Yamato cleared his throat. "Daimyo, the main purpose of this trip is to confirm the candidate for the next Hokage. Our team is currently looking for Three Sannin, one of the Legendary Sannin, Jiraiya wants to invite him to serve as the Fifth Hokage. I wonder what your opinion is?"

Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura were also spineless. They had their own ideas, but dared not draw a conclusion directly. Even though they had decided on Jiraiya, they still wanted to ask the Daimyo.

"Jiraiya? Is that the Jiraiya who peeked at my concubine bathing?"

"Puff!"

Mitarashi Anko spat out a mouthful of saliva, and Yamato quickly explained, "Yes, is there some misunderstanding?"

The Daimyo gestured to the maid beside him to fan him. "One year, I was on an inspection tour with my fourteenth concubine. We were bathing separately in a hot spring when I heard my concubine shout that there was a peeping tom. My guards rushed out and saw with their own eyes a lewd fellow with white hair and wooden clogs peeping through the window."

Yamato scratched his flushed face and pulled a photo out of his backpack. "Is Daimyo... this person, Daimyo?"

The waiter handed the photo to the Daimyo, Daimyo nodded. "That's right, I'll remember him even if he's burned to ashes!"

The messenger approached and exclaimed, "Oh dear! Your submitted list of Hokage includes such a peeping tom? Where does that leave the dignity of the Daimyo?!"

The Konoha members were stunned, unsure how to interact with this legendary Daimyo, when suddenly, the Uchiha's voice rang out.

"I suggest Tsunade. She is Hashirama Senju's granddaughter and one of the Three Sannin."

Daimyo nodded. "Yes, let her be the one."

Kurenai Yuhi: "Huh?"