In the backyard of the Qimu family.
A figure wearing a kimono samurai outfit, about six or seven years old, was holding a samurai sword and practicing basic sword techniques.
" Phew, it's been three days. I'm already very familiar with this set of basic saber techniques, but it's still not enough. I have to at least master it to the point where I can use it at will. It's a pity though. If I could use ninjutsu, I could go to Kakashi and ask for a Shadow Clone Technique. That would be much faster." This child was none other than Flagtree Tianfeng.
" Yo, I'm practicing my sword." Without thinking, I knew who it was just by listening to the voice.
" Nonsense. I'm not like you, the famous clone ninja of the Ninja world. You graduated as a ninja at the age of six. Besides, the best thing about our family is our saber skills. I want to become the best saber master. If I don't practice my saber skills, do you want me to practice my fist skills? Oh right, give me the manual. It's a waste to let you have it. Give it to me. After I learn it, I'll be able to revive my reputation." Tianfeng wiped the sweat off his face and said domineeringly to Kakashi.
" Revive the Flagtree's glory?" Kakashi looked at Tianfeng with a slightly melancholic expression. He recalled his childhood. At that time, White Tooth had not died yet, and he had always regarded his father as his goal. At that time, White Tooth was an expert. When the crying children heard the name White Tooth, they did not even dare to make a sound. When the ninjas from other countries heard the name White Tooth, they had to give up on any mission. Their sword skills had dominated the Ninja Realm, and they were so awe-inspiring. At that time, Kakashi had been longing for his father. After White Tooth died, Kakashi began to look down on him because he couldn't complete the quest given by the village. In the end, he even committed suicide. He didn't die in the hands of the enemy, but he died under his own sword. From then on, Kakashi had always believed that those who couldn't complete the quest were trash. Later, Kakashi became a Jounin and became famous in the third war. In the war of Shen Wukun, he sacrificed his companions for the quest. At that time, I realized that companions were the most important, so I only knew how valuable it was after I lost it.
"Hey, Kakashi, are you alright? Don't tell me you've gone into puberty? But you're an uncle, so your puberty period has long passed.”Tian Feng, who had noticed Kakashi's strange behavior, laughed.
" Hmm, oh, the Flagwood Sword Manual. If you want it, of course I'll give it to you. But you're only six years old. Isn't it too early? Besides, you don't have a chakra. Your body is like trash..." Kakashi, who had regained his senses, retorted.
" What's wrong with my body? It takes more than a day to complete a chakra. What's wrong with not having a chakra? I have a 'blood step'," Tianfeng said unhappily.
"Blood Successor? What kind of blood heir do you have? Why don't I know about it?"Kakashi asked curiously.
" I won't tell you. Now, can you bring me the manual?" the little boy, Tianfeng, replied proudly.
" Then tell me first, what kind of Blood Successor do you have, and I'll give it to you. What do you think?" Kakashi looked as if he wouldn't give it to him if he didn't tell him.
" Alright, but I don't know what kind of blood heir it is either. I only feel a stream of qi in my body, and I don't have a chakra, so it should be a blood heir." Tianfeng naturally didn't want to tell Kakashi what was going on with the qi in his body, so he pretended to be cute and called it a blood heir.
"Oh, then let me take a look." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and placed it on Tian Feng's body."Oh, it's very strange. It doesn't look like Chakra, but I can feel that the power of this Qi seems to be very strong."
"Then tell me, I can cultivate now, right?"
"Oh, if I use it well, I can really become a super expert." Kakashi looked at Tian Feng with a shocked expression. I don't know if it's a blood heir, but I can feel that this energy is even stronger than chakras.
" How is it? Not bad, right? Give me the sword manual," he said proudly as he looked at the shocked Kakashi. However, she thought to herself, It's not easy to act cute. Not everyone can be like Detective Conan.
" Alright, here you go." He took out a scroll from his waist pocket and threw it to Tianfeng." It's not easy to practice saber techniques. Whether you can succeed or not depends on you. I'm leaving. Oh, right, I've already helped you sign up for the ninja school. School will start in a few days. You have to remember..."
" I know, you can go now. You're just being long-winded," Tian Feng continued Kakashi's long speech with a face full of black lines.
" I didn't expect Kakashi to be so talkative." Tianfeng looked at the departing Kakashi and spat out a sentence.
On a roof of the Qimu clan, Tian Feng was sitting cross-legged on it. He was looking at the leaves and the fire statue in the distance. Feeling the cool breeze, he suddenly closed his eyes and held the samurai sword with both hands.
In fact, this blade was separated from his soul. Back then, when Tianfeng was watching anime, he was electrocuted, which caused his soul to mutate and form a spiritual space. This space actually contained the entire Death God's Complete Collection, the White Slash Ghost, and the Void's moves.
On the first day of his transmigration, Tianfeng had entered his spiritual space and absorbed a lot of spiritual pressure to stimulate his own spiritual pressure. It was not until three days ago that he created this knife. However, he had not performed the first step. Now, his spiritual pressure had already reached the level of the three Chiefs of the Death God. Therefore, he came here to try and see if he could first solve one of the knives.
After a long time, Tian Feng closed his eyes and his face was filled with ecstasy. He didn't expect that he would succeed on his first try. Moreover, it was the most beautiful one among the Death Gods. Moreover, it seemed that he was fated with the ice element. White hair, white eyebrows, and now a white knife. Could it be that I'm really fated to be a little white?
Tian Feng stood up and stroked the blade. The corners of his mouth curled up as he imitated the movements in Death. He turned the blade around and pointed it down."Ling Wu, White Snow Sleeves!"
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