Alchemist: Naruto: Jiraiya's Heroic Story Sequel

Ninja World, Rain Ninja Village.

"Boom..."I only heard a loud noise, and where I could see, the gravel burst out like a rain of arrows, and in a place that was not seen by the naked eye, a figure shot straight into the water, and the gravel followed it like a shadow, and sank straight to the bottom of the sea together.

"Jiraiya Haojie Story, so it's a bit presentable."

As his consciousness blurred, his body became as cold as the sea, sinking towards the bottom of the sea.

"Are you finally going to die?" I couldn't help but think about it, muttering to myself in my heart.

"I'm really unwilling, looking back on this life, I've been rejected by Tsunade, and I haven't been able to stop my friend Orochimaru from defecting, and I can't even protect my disciples and teachers, compared to the great deeds of the Hokage, what I did is not worth mentioning at all, it's all boring things."

"If I could still live, maybe, I could... Alas! A sigh rippled at the bottom of the sea where you couldn't see your fingers.

A generation of heroes, one of the three ninjas of Konoha, a white-haired boy toad messenger, self-come, at the age of...

Final Chapter - Is the Frog at the Bottom of the Well Dissipated in the Scroll of the Sea?

I don't know how long it has been, like a century, and maybe even longer. I only felt that my surroundings suddenly became warm, not as cold as just now, and I couldn't help but wonder in my heart.

"Could it be that people can still feel warm and cold when they die? It's weird. Tried

to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids weighed like a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to open them, and he tried to move his body again, but a sharp pain hit, and he bared his teeth in pain.

Just because, after the battle with Payne, he was covered with bruises, except for his body being pierced by black sticks, his throat was ruined, his arm was torn off, and his internal organs were all damaged.

For a while, Zilai couldn't tell if he was really dead, because he, a "dead man", knew that he was just warm and cold, and he could still feel the pain, which was really a bit contrary to common sense.

I can't open my eyes or speak, but fortunately, my ears are still good, but there is no sound, and no one around me is talking or moving, only the sound of "rustling" and "rustling", sometimes ringing, sometimes disappearing.

The consciousness gradually cleared, no longer as confused as at the beginning, and he could clearly feel the existence of his body. The familiar air between his nose and the hot blood flowing through his veins told Jiraiya the fact that he was still alive.

And it is not a life similar to the rebirth of the filthy earth under the guise of someone else's body, but a real, flesh-and-blood life.

It's just that I'm very scared when I think about it, and I know very well that in the battle with Payne, I was seriously injured, and I have no way to return to the sky, even if I am known as the medical saint of the ninja world, I can't save myself, and my body is sunk in the deep sea, and the high pressure of the sea water will also crush my body.

Jiraiya pondered and decided to start observing his own body first, to see if there were any changes before and after, so as to find any clues. After some observation and observation, the body has not changed much, the broken arm, the waste throat, and the wound on the chest are still there, and there are still bursts of pain.

"It's over, even if you really survive, you're dumb and have a broken arm, and you're a properly disabled person, can you only go back to Konoha to retire?" Zilai also thought in frustration for a while, and then laughed at himself: "Fortunately, it is the arm that is broken, not the leg, and it does not affect my collection of style, collecting materials, hehehe." "

Continue to observe, from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, as I continue to go deeper, I have discovered something different, yes, it is spiritual power.

After observing this time, he suddenly realized that his spiritual power was more than ten times higher than before, if his spiritual power was compared to a stream before, then his current spiritual power was like a rushing river.

In the past, his mental strength was not bad, and he was also among the best among all ninjas, and he could observe some subtle changes in his chakra and body, but he was far from being able to observe them in such detail as he is now.

The subtle changes in muscles, blood, and bones were clearly visible, and he even felt that if he went further, he could feel and observe the changes in the cells in his body.

The change caught him off guard and was unbelievable. For ninjas, the amount of chakra and mental power determines the upper limit of this ninja.

As we all know, his reputation in the ninja world is based on the super high level of physical skills and ninjutsu, but illusion is what he is not good at, and it can even be said that it is his weakness, the key is that his mental power is not top-notch.

I don't care about encountering a low-level illusion ninja, but if it's a shadow-level illusion ninja like Uchiha Itachi, it's very difficult to deal with, and it will inevitably suffer.

Dumbfounded, it was a surprise, although I don't know what was going on, but this is tantamount to greatly improving his own strength, after all, he is over fifty years old, and his mental power has no chance to improve, and it will even decline with age.

Before he had time to be happy for too long, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, like a knife and an axe, the pain was really bad, and then there was a swelling pain, as if someone had broken his head and stuffed something into it, and he was dazed for a while, and he began to lose consciousness and fell asleep.

In his sleep, Zilai was also in a chaotic space, he looked around blankly, white, and could not see the boundary, except for himself, he could not see a person.

Suddenly I felt a gust of wind moving, I was not surprised, I looked up at the wind, and saw one after another colorful fragments, moving with the wind, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, floating in my direction.

"What is this?" I can't react to it.

Strange place, strange things, before I have time to think about it, suddenly the wind blew, blowing so much that I couldn't open my eyes, and subconsciously used the unbroken arm in my memory to cover my eyes, just a cup of tea, the wind slowed down again, and I had the opportunity to remove my arms and open my eyes.

This time, Jilai was also stunned by the picture in front of him, the originally white world instantly became gorgeous and colorful, and the colorful fragments were no longer just scattered, but scattered all over the sky, like stars.

Zilai also looked around, only to see that there were colorful fragments everywhere in front of and behind him, the closest to him, within reach.

I grabbed the slightly smaller piece that was closest to me in front of me, and the moment I touched the fragment, a picture appeared in Jiraiya's mind.

It was a pear tree, and under the tree there was a girl in a yellow shirt, with a green green feather on her head, and she was graceful, and she was stroking the piano, as if she felt the gaze of Jiraiya, and the woman was about to turn back, and at the moment when Jiraiya was about to see her appearance, the picture stopped abruptly.

"This figure, I seem to have seen her somewhere? Just, where is it? I can't remember anything at all, it just feels familiar. Zilai couldn't help muttering to himself.

The fragment disappeared into Jiraiya's palm in the moment the picture dissipated, as if it had entered his own body, and as if it had dissipated into the air. Without thinking much about it, Jiraiya turned around and grabbed another fist-sized fragment, and another image appeared in his mind.

I saw a person wearing a crown of heaven, wearing a specific imperial robe, with a long sword tied to his waist, and with the support of an inner servant, he stepped steadily on the high platform, facing the south. I also heard a person who heard the high announcement: "The emperor is on the throne, and all the officials are congratulated-" Everyone under the high platform bowed to the ground and shouted: "Long live the emperor-" The mountain shouted.

The melodious and solemn music of bells and drums sounded, and Zi Lai was about to step forward to take a closer look, when the picture stopped abruptly again, and the fragments dissipated again.

"What's going on, in a trance, I seem to vaguely see that among the people watching the ceremony below, there is a person who is ninety percent similar to me, could it be my father who died young?? It's really strange how strange things are happening one after another today. Jiraiya thought to himself.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he also thought it was very interesting, and reached out to grab the fragment in front of him, and he was about to grab a piece close to him, but the fragment suddenly retreated, and in a blink of an eye, it was dozens of meters away from him.

Jilai didn't care, reached out and grabbed the others, the fragments that were originally standing quietly in the air, suddenly became as if they had some consciousness, and they avoided Jilai and turned in circles one by one, neither staying away nor letting him get close, but the speed of rotation actually had a tendency to accelerate.

Zilai also tried a few times to no avail, but he didn't force it, looked around and saw that there was nothing else visible, and walked forward.

After walking for about a stick of incense, the surroundings were always white, there was no change, and the top of the head was still scattered and swirling fragments of various colors, and he was feeling bored, and suddenly a well appeared faintly not far away, and he walked forward quickly.

I saw that the mouth of the well is as big as a grinding plate, the body of the well is in the shape of a gossip diagram, and there is a seven-colored deer carved on it, and it is eating Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass with its head down, it looks lifelike at first glance, and there is a feeling that it can jump out at any time.

Since the curiosity rose again, the probe looked into the well, the well water was as clear as a promise, without waves, looking more like a mirror, the water could faintly smell the honey.

There was no vessel for water at hand, so he stretched out his hands to hold the well water, wanting to taste the taste of the well water, but he held it empty, and tried again, but his hands were still empty, and he felt strange, and looked into the well.

I didn't notice anything unusual, and muttered in my heart: "There are really a lot of strange things today." Just as he was about to get up to leave, he accidentally caught a glimpse of his reflection in the water, and couldn't help but gasp.

The reflection in front of him is not his familiar appearance, but the appearance of a stranger, with jet-black hair, hanging down his shoulders, the same black eyes, about 20 years old, with a good face, a bit like a scholar, very delicate, but there is a faint hint of chivalrous tenderness between the eyebrows.

Zilai also used a moment to look back on his life, and was sure that he didn't know people like the water in front of him, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

It's just that, in an instant, the reflection in the water has changed into the appearance of Jiraiya himself, with long silver-white hair draped casually, and red oil paint painted under the corners of his eyes, also in his twenties, in his prime.

Looking at the familiar appearance in the water in front of him, he couldn't help but think: "Sure enough, this immortal is more handsome." As if remembering something great, he laughed obscenely, and the reflection in the water became slightly obscene.

After only a while, it changed back to the reflection of the black-haired man, and then back to the original reflection of Jiraiya, and so on.

Zilai also thought of what he saw today, and he didn't think it was strange, so he got up and prepared to leave.

At the moment when he also recast his gaze from the water to the air, the relief of the seven-colored divine deer on the well, which originally lowered his head to eat Ganoderma lucidum, seemed to come to life, and suddenly raised his head, as if looking at Zilaiye, and as if looking at the air above his head.

Zilai only felt that he heard a deer roar, and he really wondered where the deer roar came from, and looked around, intending to find it.

In an instant, the wind was fierce, accompanied by a resounding thunder, and the colorful fragments of different sizes that had been spinning at a low speed before were now spinning rapidly, accompanied by the galloping wind, and the shape was like a tornado hovering above Jiraiya's head.

Before he could react, he rushed to him and entered his body, only to feel that his head was cracking, and his whole body was itchy, as if there were ten thousand, no, one hundred thousand, a million insects all over his body, his mouth, ears, eyes, blood vessels, bones, and head, all of which were crawling with insects.

So, in this strange and unfamiliar space, Jilai once again lost himself and fell into a coma, his body went limp, and he fell into the well.

"Am I dead or alive?? Who the hell am I?? In

the next second, a seven-colored deer held the body of Zilaiya and jumped out of the well, it did not stay, continued to jump towards the air, and saw that it was about to fall, and suddenly an auspicious cloud rose under its feet, supporting the body of the seven-colored deer, and rushed towards the air.

"Idiot, don't wake up yet, even when!"

The sudden sound seemed to come from afar, and it seemed to come from his heart, and he couldn't judge the confused self for a while, but he was sure that he had never heard this voice before, and it was a strange voice that could not be said.

In this way, consciousness gradually disappeared, as if I had fallen asleep.