Looking at the back that was tied to Aizen, but only a part of Yuori was torn apart, and there was no inch of suffering, and the shock in Kakashi Hagi's eyes became more and more intense.
Kakashi squinted his eyes, his eyes full of confusion and astonishment at the situation in front of him.
That bitterness is nothing, but he has carefully selected it, just like his close comrades-in-arms.
In countless battles and training in the past, it has never disappointed Kakashi, and it has always been his most trusted weapon.
Kakashi is also quite confident in his ability to control Kuwu. After all, after years of sharpening and countless actual combat, he has already practiced Kuwu's skills to perfection.
Under his skillful control, this Kuwu sword should have a strong lethality, able to easily cut through the enemy's defenses, pierce the enemy's flesh and blood, and give the enemy a heavy blow.
However, at this moment, that Kuwu seemed to have lost all his edge, as if he was stuck on an extremely hard and elastic object.
It just drew a shallow trace on the blue-dyed feather weaving. This trace was like a trivial trace left when it accidentally rubbed against the fabric. Even the feather weaving fabric was not really completely cut, and it didn't really touch the blue-dyed skin even a little bit.
Kakashi's eyes were tightly locked on the bitter supreme, as if to find out the answer to why this happened from the bitter Supreme.
His heart was full of disbelief, and there seemed to be a mess in his mind that was even more chaotic.
What the hell is this?He kept rummaging through the treasure trove of his memory, but he had never heard of such a technique that could resist the damage of slash and stab.
He quickly searched in his mind for the knowledge of ninjutsu he knew, from the most basic ninjutsu that the lower ninjutsu had learned from the beginning, like simple clone techniques, stand-in techniques, etc., to those extremely rare forbidden techniques that only exist in legends.Some of those forbidden techniques can manipulate powerful natural forces, and some can hide their stature and make them imperceptible, but in his massive knowledge base, there is no technique that can match the magical defensive phenomenon in front of him. .
Kakashi's brows frowned tightly, and the two eyebrows were almost twisted into a rope, as if this would squeeze out some relevant information from the depths of his memory, even if it was just a shred.
"Do you understand?Kakashi Jun.This is the first gift I want to give you.No-level special operation technique, quiet spirit outfit."
Aizen Soosuke's voice was calm and gentle, and the tone was like a gentle wind blowing across a calm lake, just a little bit of almost invisible ripples, but the sound fell in Kakashi's heart, but it was like a sudden storm, setting off a stormy wave in his heart.
From the eyes to the hair, to the fingertips and feet, there is no place in the whole body that is not covered by the light of the quiet spirit.
The light was like the dawn that penetrated from the horizon before dawn. It was not dazzling, but a soft, mysterious shimmer.
Lan Zhan's whole body seems to be wrapped in a layer of holy fetal membrane. It looks so sacrosanct, and it looks like a god who has come from myths and legends. The whole body exudes a super-earthy and refined aura, which makes people feel an urge to worship.
This scene made Kakashi feel more and more that his knowledge of ninjutsu was too shallow. He was like an ignorant child standing by the vast sea, facing the endless, unfathomable ocean, only feeling his own smallness and ignorance.
The few sufferings that had disappeared slipped off their backs, like an object that had lost its support, and fell lifelessly on the wooden ground, making a dull collision sound.
Every collision seemed to hit Kakashi's heart, one after another, making him truly realize that what happened in front of him was not an illusion, but the cruel reality that really happened in front of him.
Aizen Soosuke sat upright on the ground, his body straight, like a standing stone tablet.
He turned his head to look at Kiki Kakashi, who was already at a loss standing on the beam of the room, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing a faint smile, and then gently pushed his glasses.
The glasses flickered faintly under the shimmer of light, like a barrier, tightly blocking the emotions deep in Lan Dye's eyes, making people unpredictable and wondering what he was thinking. .
"This technique is a life-saving technique that I hope to teach all Konoha Shimonobu.But unfortunately, there will be great interference with the operation and release of Chakra when using the quiet spirit outfit.So it is recommended that you use swordsmanship and melee combat to determine the outcome."
Lan Zhan explained patiently, just like a patient tutor teaching his disciples.
His voice was calm and confident, and every word was clearly passed into Kakashi's ears, making Kakashi involuntarily start thinking about the meaning of his words.
"I said, Kakashi Jun.I care about your life very much.You are Konoha Baiya, the son of Shuo Maojun.I don't comment on his choices, but I hope you can accept this gift."
There was a faint care in Lan Zhan's eyes. It was a look mixed with many complex emotions. This kind of care seemed true and false, like a faint candlelight flickering in the mist. Kakashi couldn't tell exactly.
He knew that in the village, his father was a controversial figure, talked about by the villagers in praise or derogation.
At this time, the man named Lan Zhan in front of him showed such an elusive but obviously kind attitude towards him, which made Kakashi's heart seem to be entangled by countless silk threads, even more entangled.
"In order to be able to fulfill the will of Fire, I can take the lead and give you this secret technique."
Lan Zhan continued to say sincerely, his voice was gentle and calm, like a gurgling stream, with a unique charm.
His gestures waved slightly, and the gestures were light and smooth, as if depicting a grand blueprint for the future in the air.
In this blueprint, Kakashi is no longer the lonely and helpless child, but plays a vital role.
It was a role full of hope and glory, just like the position of Hokage, carrying the sustenance of the entire village.
"Moreover, I am also very upset to let the children of familiar comrades-in-arms live alone in this world.Please think about it, Kakashi Jun.I respect your choice.Even if you don't want to be my adopted son, please take this secret technique."
Lan Zhan's words are like a series of continuous musical notes, each with subtle emotions, gently twitching on Kakashi's heartstrings.
Those words were like a summer breeze, gently blowing through Kakashi's heart, disturbing the originally calm heart lake.
Kakashi's thoughts were like a remnant candle in the wind, and he, who was already wavering, became more and more difficult to stabilize under the offensive of Lanyan's words that were surging like waves.
He felt like a fawn lost in the vast forest, unable to find a way out, he could only let the panic and confusion in his heart spread.
"..."
Kakashi didn't know how to respond, so he could only be silent.He was standing on the beam of the room, his body shaking slightly, his thin body was like a leaf falling in the wind, and he couldn't find his way.
His figure looked so lonely and helpless in the dim room.Like moonlight, although it is cold, it has a mysterious and elegant taste, but there is still a trace of chill and worry in this cold.
Aizen Soosuke took out a scroll from Yuori's long sleeve, and the movement was light and natural.
The scroll revealed an ancient and mysterious aura in his hands.
He carefully placed the scroll on the chopping board on the desktop, and looked at the complicated-looking flag wood Kakashi on the beam of the room.There was expectation in those eyes, and there was also a trace of imperceptible depth.
The scroll looked ordinary, and there was no gorgeous decoration on the surface, it was just a simple paper roll, tied with a thin black string on it.
But Kakashi knew that the power contained in it might be enough to change his life.
This power may be like a legendary artifact, which can bring him supreme glory, or it may plunge him into endless disputes.
A person, his actions are sincere, his expression is sincere, and he is really willing to take out his own things to help others.
This kind of scene seems to be as beautiful as a dream scene, but Kakashi's heart is deeply troubled.
So, at this time, do you want to listen to what your relatives say and treat him as an enemy?
Kakashi's heart fell into a deep struggle.He recalled what his father had said to him, and his father's serious expression and firm eyes seemed to be right in front of him.
His father's words, like Hong Zhong Dalu, have been echoing in his ears. It is an ancient and traditional family warning, and it is also a warning of dangerous things.
However, now facing the sincerity and kindness shown by Lan Yan, his father's words no longer seem to be so indestructible.
Those walls that were originally as tall and sturdy as city walls seemed to have been eroded by the years and the blue-dyed smiles, and cracks gradually appeared.
Looking at the warm and affectionate smile of Aizen Soosuke, and the secret scroll he placed on the table, Hagi Kakashi felt that his will was constantly shaking.The palms of his hands were sweating slightly, and the fine beads of sweat gathered in the palms of his hands like dewdrops in the morning.
There was a confused light in his eyes, like a star that had lost its way in the mist.
He wanted to reach out and take the scroll. The hand seemed to have his own consciousness, and he trembled slightly in the direction of the scroll, and felt that doing so violated his father's warning.
That potential family aura was like a big invisible hand, tightly holding his outstretched arm.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but my feet seemed to be nailed to the beam of the room, unable to move at all.
He looked at the sky in the distance, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, just like his solemn and contradictory mood at the moment.
He is only six years old!
At this age when he should have enjoyed his childhood carefree, he was forced to face such a difficult choice.Except for his father, who truly respected his will and gave him encouragement, only Lanzen Soosuke was in front of him.
For a child as young as six years old, this choice is too heavy.
He has not experienced too much wind and rain in this world, and his shoulders are still very young, but he has to make such an important choice at this moment, which is a huge test for his soul.
It felt like a big mountain was pressing on his young and fragile body, making him almost breathless.
At this moment, as if to prevent them from being embarrassed, a dark ninja suddenly appeared outside the room.
The ninja is like the incarnation of darkness, his black clothes blend in with the surrounding shadows.
His figure appeared silently like a ghost, without a trace of extra sound.It's as if he himself is part of the darkness, and it is the darkness that gives him the ability to act.
"Aizen Nakanobu, Lord Sanzaime invites you to attend the meeting."The ninja's voice was low and cold, like a mechanical command, without the slightest emotion.
The voice echoed in the silent room, like a cold stone thrown into the calm lake, breaking the original atmosphere.
"Ah, I'm going now.Thank you for summoning."
Aizen Soosuke nodded gently, his elegant posture was not in the slightest disorder due to this sudden summons.
He put the 'non-retreat' in his hand aside, and the movement was as soft as putting down a precious piece of porcelain.
Then he stood up, his body straight, like a tall pine tree, and looked at Kakashi on the beam of the room.
There was still that kind of complicated expression in his eyes, expectation, reluctance, and a trace of unspeakable depth.
His movements were elegant and calm, without the slightest panic, it seemed that such a summons was a common occurrence.
He is like an actor who has played his life countless times on the stage, and no sudden plot can disturb his rhythm.
"Please think about it carefully, Kakashi.I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down.My talents are limited, and I don't have much clue about the follow-up development of the Jingling outfit. Only one dynamic blood outfit that reverses the state of the Jingling outfit is still in theory.You might be able to do better.Well, I'm leaving.Please feel free."
After Lan Zhan said these words, he walked outside the house with a firm and elegant step.
His steps seemed to be rhythmic, and every step seemed to be writing a story that only he could read.
With a hint of expectation in Lan Zhan's eyes, he gently swung his robe, and then walked towards the door of the writing room.
"..." Kakashi still didn't speak, just quietly looked at Lan Zhan's back as he left.
The back looked so calm and confident, which made Kakashi's heart even more conflicted.
Facing the scroll that Lan Zhan left on the table, Kakashi only felt the feelings in his heart getting weirder and weirder.
His gaze wandered back and forth between the scroll and the door, as if he was making a final struggle.
Aizen Soosuke... is he really an ordinary ninja?This question was constantly magnified in Kakashi's heart.
He looked at a huge word'tian' written on the desktop, and that word seemed to have a kind of magic power, which deeply attracted his gaze.
Recalling the appearance of him grasping his own suffering with one hand, and the invitation of the three generations of Hokage, a grotesque thought flashed in Kakashi's heart.
Lord Sanzaime Hokage can't be wrong, and it's impossible for Anbe and the major ninjas to just let the owner of an untrusted secret technique act so casually.
Moreover, everyone in the village likes him very much, even the Uchiha family is polite to him.
Most people say that he is a truly good person, and his own actions are the same, only his father said no.But the father committed suicide.
This fact is like a heavy boulder, pressing on Kakashi's heart, making him even more painful and contradictory when thinking about this issue.
Kakashi's expression gradually became complicated, and his heart gradually came to a conclusion that was rebellious in his cognition.
'Maybe...is it really the father who is wrong???'
Once this thought appeared in his mind like a stone that suddenly broke into the calm lake, Kakashi seemed to be hit directly by a strong thunder and lightning without warning.
The electric current penetrated into every corner of his body, causing his body to tremble slightly involuntarily.
He seemed to have been taken away from his soul in an instant, his brain was blank, and the world that was so familiar in the past became so strange in his eyes at this moment, as if he had never understood it before.
The young man stood quietly on the beam of the room, this place he was very familiar with was like a lonely island at this time.
He fell into the greatest confusion in his life so far.His previous firm beliefs began to crumble, and he didn't know who to trust.
His father was originally an extremely stalwart and unquestionable existence in his heart, but now this existence seems to have been shaken.
But if the father is wrong, where should he go from the worldview of following his father's example that he insisted on before?
He felt even more at a loss about his future, and he had no direction at all.
Every scene in front of him, whether it is an ordinary object under the beam of the room or the distant horizon, is like a fog that is too thick to dissolve at this moment.
He was trapped in this mist, wandering in a daze, looking for it constantly, but he couldn't find an exit.
It's like a lonely boat that has lost its way in the rough, vast and boundless sea. There are only endless waters and unknowns around. I don't know which direction to go. I can only helplessly follow the ups and downs of the waves, waiting for the final ruling of fate.