After parting ways with Shisui Uchiha, Senju Chen did not go home immediately. The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, casting it on the stone road leading to the center of the village. He lowered his head and grasped and loosened his small hands, and then loosened and grasped them again.
In my mind, Shisui's face of confusion and self-doubt still remains.
Shisui Uchiha is a fine piece of jade, kind, pure, and firm, but because of this, once there is a crack in the world he believes in, the impact will be subversive.
All he did today was to use the gentlest technique to carve an invisible scratch on this piece of raw jade. This scratch may seem insignificant now, but in the future, when the torrent of fate of the Uchiha Clan washes away, it may play a very important role.
Senju Chen breathed out gently, temporarily suppressing these far-reaching plans in his heart. Right now, there are more pressing problems that need to be solved.
Rasengan.
Senju Chen spread his right hand, and his palm felt numb for a while. The stinging sensation left when Chakra collapsed out of control in the afternoon has not completely subsided yet.
He tried to condense Chakra again, and a ball of blue energy gathered and rotated in the palm of his hand, but it only lasted less than two seconds before it exploded with a "pop" like a punctured water balloon, and the violent airflow blew up his sleeves.
Failed again.
Shadow Clone That path was wrong from the beginning.
That's just a trick that Naruto Uzumaki, a chakra monster, relied on Nine-Tails's infinite blue bars, and was forced to use quantity. Fourth Hokage Minato Namikaze, how could Minato Namikaze, a genius known as an unparalleled genius, develop a technique that requires the help of a clone to be used regularly?
The only explanation is that Minato himself possesses the terrifying mental power and the control power of Chakra to perform two tasks, completing "form" and "rotation" at the same time.
Compress Chakra to the extreme to maintain the spherical "form"; at the same time, let the Chakra inside perform disorderly "rotation" at the highest speed.
The two are like asking a person to draw a circle with his left hand and a square with his right hand, and make sure that both are perfect.
Senju Chen thinks that his Chakra control ability is already top-notch among his peers, but every time he tries to fuse the two changes, his mental power is like being torn in half. The final result is that Chakra loses control and blows himself up.
If you want to do it, you can't just stay at the imitation stage of "knowing what it is", you must reach the understanding level of "knowing why it is what it is".
He needs theory, knowledge, and a "teacher" who can clear up this fog for him.
Exploring slowly on your own? Too slow. In this era where war may break out at any time, being slow is equal to death.
Jiraiya? That legendary Sannin, God knows which country where we are currently collecting materials from, finding him is even harder than going to heaven.
Minato Namikaze? I am planning to give him a big "surprise", and he is only in the conception stage of Rasengan now, and the "progress" is not as fast as his own.
After thinking about it, Konoha is the only one left who has the ability and "willingness" to solve his doubts.
In terms of the depth of research into the forbidden arts and the nature of Chakra, no one can match him.
Orochimaru.
"It seems it's time to visit our dear 'strategic partners'."
Senju Chen whispered to himself, turned around and turned into a secluded alley.
The sun sets in the west, gently wrapping the entire Konoha. Warm yellow lights shine through the window lattice of every house, the aroma of food wafts in the air, and the sound of children's play comes from afar, creating a picture of peace and tranquility.
Senju Chen walks through the gaps between light and shadow.
He did not take the broad main road, but chose a series of remote, narrow alleys that few people knew. The stone roads were worn smooth by time, and the tall walls on both sides cast heavy shadows, completely engulfing his small figure.
The hustle and bustle and warmth of the village seemed to be isolated in another world by this shadow. There was only the sound of his own gentle footsteps on the stone slabs, and the whimpering echo of the wind passing through the alleys.
He stopped at the back wall of an inconspicuous, long-abandoned yard. The place was overgrown with weeds, and there were rotten wood piled in the corner, exuding a damp, musty smell. He deftly pushed aside a bush that was taller than him, revealing an iron door that was covered with vines and almost integrated with the wall.
Without hesitation, he pushed open the door and entered.
Behind the door is a bottomless dark staircase extending downward. Cold, humid air blows in, carrying a unique underground smell of soil and disinfectant.
This is one of the entrances to the "root" base, and it is also the most secret contact point agreed between him and Orochimaru.
With each step he took down, the sounds from the outside world became fainter. When he stepped onto the last step and the heavy iron door behind him slowly closed, the whole world was filled with only dead silence.
The dim oil lamp casts swaying light and shadow on the stone wall, stretching the passage ahead like the esophagus of a giant beast.
Senju Chen Calm Earth Flow In the passage, the sound of footsteps was amplified in the open environment and appeared particularly clear.
He knew that he was being watched.
The sight that was everywhere, like the cold scales of a snake scraping across his skin, stuck to his body from the first moment he stepped here.
Finally, he reached the underground cave where he met last time.
Orochimaru was standing in the shadows, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and as if he had never left. He did not lean against the corner like last time, but stood next to a half-dissected experimental body, holding a bloody scalpel in his hand, looking at something with interest.
The dim light illuminated his pale profile and his golden vertical pupils that shrank slightly due to excitement.
"I thought you would wait at least a few more months before coming to me." Orochimaru did not look back. His hoarse voice echoed in the hollow, with a texture like metal friction. "During this period, the information about Ya has not been sent back."
"I'm not here to see you this time about "teeth". I want to get some of your research reports." Senju Chen's voice was crisp and clear, breaking the coldness and silence here.
Orochimaru finally put down the things in his hands and turned around slowly. He stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth. His golden snake pupils shone with unabashed exploration and interest.
"Oh? Then what does our lovely young master Senju want this time? Your blood... is a very precious consumable." He said pointedly, his eyes lingering on Senju Chen's white and tender arms.
"I won't give you blood this time." Senju Chen shook his head, facing the oppressive gaze, without any fear that a child should have on his face. "I want to change something."
"In exchange for what?" Orochimaru smiled, and that smile made his already pale face look even weirder. "In addition to blood and cells, is there anything else in your body that would interest me?"
Senju Chen was not irritated by his words, but calmly raised his eyes, his black eyes astonishingly bright in the dimness.
"Exchange knowledge for knowledge."