The time of Orochimaru's defection was not clear.
At least not now, but not far away.
Mitarai Red Bean was a year younger than Sunset Red.
After Red Bean graduated, she became Orochimaru's disciple and received Orochimaru's guidance.
In the same year, he became Orochimaru's research assistant and learned many things.
He even accepted Orochimaru's curse.
That was the beginning of Red Bean's nightmare.
Not long after, Orochimaru defected and used a forbidden technique to cruelly erase Red Bean's memories.
This meant that Orochimaru had already embarked on a path of no return.
The human experiments had also begun.
It seemed that after Orochimaru failed to compete for Naruto, he began his latest research. With the support of the group, he did not lack resources.
Yes, it was.
This man who looked so cold and scary had once wanted to be Naruto.
Based on this point alone, Naruto could jump out and point at Orochimaru's nose, shouting " I forgive you " and directly clear his name.
However, this had little to do with Eventide Eight Sword.
However, Red Bean's curse was a little troublesome.
That thing was not a good thing.
In fact, as long as there was a curse mark, Orochimaru could forcefully revive himself.
Very good.
"Lord…Lord Orochimaru."
Red Bean gulped nervously.
After all, not everyone could become Orochimaru's disciple.
She did not know why the third generation would make such an arrangement.
Orochimaru seemed to have lost interest after looking at red beans for a day.
In Orochimaru's creed, becoming a Jounin was just a waste of time.
However, he had to accept this arrangement. At the very least, he had to give the third generation the illusion that he was very busy. Only then could he carry out human experiments in peace.
As for Red Bean's curse in the original novel, it was just an accident.
Even Orochimaru didn't expect Red Bean to survive.
The first survivor of the Seal of the Curse of Heaven. This was probably the value of the red bean.
Whoosh!
Ye Bajian stopped hacking and took a deep breath. His eyes finally met Orochimaru's.
Their eyes met, but no sparks flew in the end.
Eight Swords saw some interest in the other party's eyes.
"Let's go, Red Bean."
Orochimaru licked his lips playfully and turned to leave.
What a pity.
In the end, Lord Orochimaru didn't like his younger brother.
Red Bean sighed. She still hadn't accomplished her goal of bringing her little brother along.
She was a little slow.
He couldn't see through Orochimaru's gaze.
This was the first time they met. According to Orochimaru's character of playing with other people's minds, this was only the beginning.
For example, after Orochimaru left, a small white snake crouched in the corner of a nearby tree.
If Orochimaru really had his eyes on someone, he would observe first.
The current him was not as brazen as he was at the beginning of the plot.
This was also the decision Orochimaru made after observing the eight swords for a while.
It looked like an ordinary slash, but every slash was unbelievably steady. It seemed to be casual and without any pattern, but it made people feel that the moment he slashed, his saber was aimed at any angle!
This was not a method that the youth could possess at such a young age.
Therefore, he was curious.
Retracting his gaze, Ye Bajian was too lazy to care.
If you want to look, then look.
Just don't get scared later.
There were many ways to slash.
The system had never insisted on him repeating the same method. The slash just now was just a warm-up.
After all, even if the eight swords were mature, it would still be boring to repeat the same action.
He didn't mind adding other elements to his attacks.
Now.
He was waiting for someone.
Whoosh.
A figure landed beside Eight Swords.
It was Uchiha Weitake, who had a good sleep last night.
"You're a little late."
Eight Swords raised his eyebrows.
"Sorry, eight strikes."
Weasel said embarrassedly.
The conversation with his father had taken up a lot of time.
On the way here, he pondered for a while about the so-called clan and Muye, and the meaning of their existence, so he came late.
"Father told me something about the Ninja School, so I came late.”
Ignoring the criticism, Itachi directly mentioned the Ninja School.
After winter, the season of revival arrived, and it was also the time for the ninja school to recruit students.
Uchiha Tomitake had already signed up for his genius son.
Ninja school?
Ye Bajian suddenly understood.
The Ninja School was a magical place.
It was created by the second generation Naruto Thousand Hands Door, the place where all the Leaf Ninjas started their cultivation.
Some basic ninja knowledge could be learned.
However, its greatest use was still to brainwash people.
Shaking his head, Ye Bajian was not very interested in that place.
However, as a child of Muye, he had to go through the motions.
"Let's begin."
Eventide Eight Swords didn't bother about the Ninja School. His gaze gradually sharpened as he walked into the arena.
At this moment, he was completely in the zone with his saber in hand.
The fierce temperament on his body, coupled with the scar on his face, made Weasel feel a strong sense of oppression.
Nodding his head, Weasel took a deep breath and took out ten shurikens from his bag.
“1！”
“2！”
“3！”
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, ten shurikens flew out of Weasel's hands and shot toward Eighth Night Sword!
He took the initiative to attack!
At this moment, the little white snake that crawled out from behind the tree was clearly stunned.
However, what was even more shocking was still to come!
Waving his arms, the man with a fanatical fighting spirit on his face roared with his saber.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
All the shurikens that were aimed at him were directly slashed away by him. The most unbelievable thing was that the ten shurikens were once again aimed at Uchiha Weasel!
What are you guys doing?
Playing basketball?
The little snake opened its mouth in shock.
However, it was obvious that their cultivation was not over yet.
Weasel once again threw his shurikens at the first ten shurikens in the air!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
In a split second, the shuriken turned and shot toward Eighth Eventide Sword!
The real cultivation had just begun!
And that white snake.
He was already stunned.
Was this their terrifying cultivation method?
Nonsense?
Or confidence?
He could not accept it.
……
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