A deserted desert in the northern region of Zhongzhou

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"It should be this one?" Hen's eyes closed and he murmured in a low voice.

Half a month ago, after refining his "Amaterasu" and successfully advanced to the peak of the Nine-Turn Dou Zun, Hen unexpectedly discovered that after devouring "Amaterasu", the Fen Jue actually had a subtle resonance with him, and seemed to be guiding him in one direction.

This was really weird, and it made Hen take it seriously. He didn't feel this way when he refined the strange fire before. However, after refining Amaterasu, this situation occurred.

"Does Amaterasu have any special connections with Fen Jue?" Hen had a thought in his mind, but he immediately overturned it. "No, Amaterasu does not belong to this world, so it is impossible for him to have any connection."

"Anyway, now I'm not far from that direction. When I get there, the truth will be revealed."

Heng slowly raised his head, and his eyes were a towering mountain, towering into the sky, naturally emitting an indescribable magnificence. It was lush and full of vitality. Compared with the thought here, it looked like heaven and hell.

"Go to the mountain range in front."

After a while, Heng calmed down his emotions and flew towards the towering mountains ahead. There was a connection there that resonated with him, as if something was summoning him to go.

In the lush jungle, towering trees are everywhere, and even thousand-year-old trees as high as forty or fifty feet can be seen everywhere.

A figure swept through the woods, as fast as a stream of light, leaving only a trace of afterimage in the air.

"What exactly is this? The plants and trees growing are even more prosperous than the Warcraft Mountains. I have been walking for so long. Not to mention people, I haven't even seen half of the Warcraft." Hen moved forward quickly in one direction, while also looking at the surrounding environment.

During these days, Heng was releasing his soul power in the Heaven Realm and exploring every corner, but he didn't even find a personal figure or even a monster. Although he accidentally found a lot of treasures in heaven and earth, he found that there was no clue related to the guidance of the Burning Art.

"Go to the top of the mountain to take a look!" Hen looked up at the peak that was towering into the clouds, his body flashed, and turned into a stream of light and swept across the sky.

After sprinting in the air for a few minutes, Heng finally saw the protruding mountain peak. Looking down below, nothing could be seen. It was blocked by thick clouds and could not see through the things below.

"Sure enough, it seems that I can find some clues here." Heng looked at the top of the mountain with bright eyes, and saw a tall and majestic palace standing on the top of the mountain, and Heng could feel that it was his destination.

The scar fell on the top of the mountain and walked into the magnificent hall. The footsteps that were stomping on the ground could echo in this spacious hall.

The interior of the hall is extremely magnificent. Although it is covered with dust, Heng can still feel the magnificence of the hall when it was built countless years ago.

At the first floor of the hall, there is a stone table, and an ancient wooden box is placed on the table, covered with a thick layer of dust. It can be seen how long the box has been here.

Heng slowly walked to the stone table, opened the Sharingan, staring at the wooden box tightly. He could feel the resonance he had before was not more significant. He could be sure that the things in the wooden box were the key to uncovering all the mysteries.

"call!"

With a wave of his hand, he brushed away the dust on the wooden box, picked up the wooden box and held it in his hand, and then slowly opened it. The moment he opened the wooden box, a golden flashed, and then Shin's face darkened and he found a scroll lying in the wooden box.

What is recorded in this scroll? Fighting skills, martial arts, the whereabouts of strange fire? Or some ancient secret history? With all kinds of doubts, Heng carefully took out the scroll.

Maybe I was a little excited. Under the last guidance of the Burning Jue, I opened the scroll with my hands tremblingly. But when I opened the scroll, the complex and black patterns caught my eyes.

"This, why is this so familiar?" Looking at the black pattern in front of him, He raised his eyebrows, but then he thought of something and exclaimed, "This is not something from the mainland of Douqi, this is from the Naruto world..."

Before he finished speaking, Hen suddenly realized that the surroundings were suddenly in darkness. Before he could react, his eyes turned dark and fainted.

...

"here it is?"

When Hen came to his senses, he realized that he was standing on the water surface, and the water surface reflected his original appearance. After scanning around, Hen found that this was a claustrophobic space, much like the space when Naruto met the Nine Tails in his body. It was a little dim and could not see any movement at all. Only Uchihaha was alone.

"We're meeting again." Just as the corner of Hen's mouth twitched slightly, and when he was a little at a loss by all this in front of him, an old voice appeared behind him.

Heng turned around suddenly and his body suddenly stiffened. A floating figure slowly turned from his back to Heng. He had a very "fearing" hair, and two horns on his head. He didn't look like an ordinary person, with a long and pointed goatee-like beard. He was wearing a dress with six magmas, and under his floating body were six small black balls, which should be the wise man.

The most eye-catching thing is the old man's eyes, circles of lines that spread out like ripples, which are the Reincarnation Eye. And there is also a mark similar to the Reincarnation Eye on his forehead.

"Six Path Immortals." Looking at the old man in front of him, relying on the memories of his previous life on the earth, Shi was extremely sure that this person was his ancestor, the founder of the "Ninzong", and the Six Path Immortals who claimed to be the founder of the world's peaceful order.

"Is the person I met before coming to this world that is you?"

"It's me." The floating six immortal nodded and said lightly.

"Why did you send me here?" Hen straightened to the point and expressed his doubts directly, "And, are you the ones who have caused some changes in me?"

"Oh, young people shouldn't be so impulsive. There are always a few unsolved mysteries in life that cannot be solved to be interesting, right?" In response, the Six Path Immortals just laughed and didn't explain.

"Tsk." Hen just snorted coldly and said nothing more. After all, there is still a gap in strength, let alone in a strange space.

"Okay, my descendants, answer me a question," Liudao Immortal showed a smile and looked at the scars, "What would you do if you were in your hometown and get the world?"

"Uh" Hen was stunned. He didn't expect that the Six Path Immortals would ask him this question, but when he thought that this was no longer the Naruto world, it would be okay to say it.

The dark eyes reflected in the water could not see a trace of light, and the Shin and the six-dao Immortals expressed their true thoughts in the opposite direction. After hearing this, the six-dao Immortals smiled with satisfaction: "It's interesting, I have to admit that you have a lot of ideas, although I can't agree with some places."

"When I looked at your past, I was wondering why Indra did not choose you as the reincarnation scene. But now I finally understand that compared to Indra, you did not choose power alone, but also choose other things, which is something that he cannot tolerate when choosing power."

"Well, can you tell me again why Zhishui has also come to Douqi Continent?"

"Isn't it lonely for a person to be alone in this strange world? It's good to be a companion for multiple juniors of the same race."

“…”

"Okay, let's reach out," the Six Dao Immortal stretched out his palm and said in a deep voice, "Just treat it as the last gift I gave you."

"Tsk, I'm talking a lot."

Although Heng disdained her mouth, she still stretched out her hands and closed her palms with the Six Paths of Immortals.
Chapter completed!