It was different from the Uchiha Clan.
The ancestral hall of the Thousand Hands of the Forest didn't have that eerie or dark discomfort. In fact, it was the complete opposite. Overall, it gave people a gentle and comfortable feeling.
The ancestral hall was a place to worship the ancestors, and the room next to the ancestral hall was where the clan leaders held their clan meetings.
At the beginning of Muye's establishment, the ancestral hall of the Thousand-Hand Tribe was the most lively during the clan meeting.
This place should have been filled with life.
But now…
Fengye stood at the top and looked around.
There was only one feeling.
It was empty and withered.
The originally tall world that was like the Thousand Hands of the Forest was falling apart.
It was as if the behemoth was being corroded by worms, letting out waves of painful wails.
There were only about twenty people in the ancestral hall.
The old ones were too old and looked listless.
The younger one was the same age as him and Rope Tree, but his eyes were burning.
"This is…"
"Thousand Hands of the Forest?"
"Why does it look inferior to those small clans with secret arts?”
As soon as he said this, the already silent atmosphere below became even quieter.
Thousand Hands of the Forest.
A great surname, they represented an era.
But Fengye was right.
The current Thousand-Hands only looked like a shell.
"Cough cough, Patriarch, you can't say that.”
Seemingly a little embarrassed, the old Third Elder coughed in the Thousand Hands Wall not far away.
"The clansmen have fused with the wooden leaf. The prosperity of the wooden leaf represents the prosperity of the thousand hands.”
"The Thousand Hands Clan…"
"Shh ~"
Unfortunately, before the Third Elder could finish his sentence, Fengye revealed a sarcastic smile and placed his index finger on his lips.
The prosperity of a village was the prosperity of a thousand hands?
What righteous words.
But was that really the case?
I was booed?
The Third Elder was surprised.
As the oldest elder of the Thousand Hand Clan, his seniority was the same as that of the Thousand Hand Pillar and the Thousand Hand Door. Theoretically, Fengye should call him Third Grandpa.
Although the second generation did not have to deliberately respect him, as a descendant of the second generation, even if you were the clan leader, you still had to give me some face, right?
Shush me?
What do you mean?
Third Uncle was obviously unhappy.
However, the rules of the Thousand Hands of the Forest were there. The clan leader was the most powerful, and it would be embarrassing if word got out that he was suppressing others with seniority.
After thinking for a while, Third Master suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the memorial tablet that was worshipping the first generation Naruto.
"Patriarch, what I mean is…"
"The method of merging into the village was set by the first generation Naruto, and also by the previous clan leader.”
"I don't think there's anything wrong with it.”
"If you have any objections, you can report it to the First Lord…Hmm? What are you doing?"
As the Third Master who had seen the world, he originally wanted to use the first generation to suppress others, but before he could finish speaking, everyone's expression suddenly changed.
Even Tsunete and Rope, who were standing beside Maple Leaf, had strange expressions on their faces.
The reason was simple.
When Third Uncle mentioned the pillar, the man who had just become the clan leader stood up silently and walked straight to the memorial tablet between the first generation Naruto's Thousand Hand Pillars.
Then…he simply took his memorial tablet.
What was he trying to do?
The clansmen were anxious.
"First generation Naruto."
Fengye calmly carried the memorial tablet between the pillars back to his seat, and then knocked on the tablet with his index finger.
"Impudent!"
"How dare you!"
When the memorial tablet that represented supreme glory was played with by the maple leaf, the clansmen in the ancestral hall instinctively exploded.
What was he doing?
The new clan leader had gone crazy!
He was actually so disrespectful to the first generation Naruto of the Thousand-Hand Pillars and the Ninja God who had created great achievements for the Thousand-Hand Pillars!
"Fengye!"
Shocked, Okami quickly tugged at Mae Ye's sleeve and shouted in a low voice.
"That's my grandfather."
How could I not know?
Maple Leaf shrugged his shoulders and did not explain anything to Tsunei.
He naturally had his reasons for doing so.
It wasn't something that happened overnight for the massive Thousand Hands to become like this.
The pressure from the higher-ups, the hostility and fear from the Ninja Realm.
He did not have a first-generation or second-generation existence.
These were all external conditions.
It was as if everything indicated that the era of the Thousand Hands was over, and even the clansmen tacitly agreed to this fact.
After all, it was a fact that they lacked peak combat strength.
Under the influence of the Thousand Hand Pillar, they also felt that it was inevitable for them to merge with Muye and even sacrifice their entire race for the sake of Muye's strength.
This idea had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it was not easy to change it.
However, other than external reasons, Fengye saw problems that existed within the Thousand Hands Clan.
Their fighting spirit…
It seemed to have disappeared with the death of the Thousand Hand Pillar and the Thousand Hand Door.
Having reached the peak of Ninja Realm, they seemed to have lost their target.
If one were to analyze the disappearance of the Thousand-Hand Clan from the perspective of a bystander, then they themselves had a large part to play in it.
That's right.
Their ambitions were gone.
However, he did not hide his ability to rest on his laurels.
He even positioned himself as a meritorious person who created Muye after following the first generation to conquer the country.
What would happen if such emotions were the heaviest?
Arrogant, arrogant.
Long Aotian, who believed that Thousand-Hands was different from the rest and had even become like Yu Zhibo's clan.
Unable to recognize himself, unable to walk out of the light between the thousand hand pillars.
Naturally, he wanted to interfere in the village's affairs.
There was an endless stream of opposition from the third generation.
It seemed that Second Master had considered this point, so he finally followed the wishes of the first generation and integrated Thousand Hands into the village.
But that was definitely not the right way to do it!
To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country.
How to make Thousand Hands recognize him again, how to let them see clearly Mu Ye's attitude towards Thousand Hands at this moment!
This was the key point.
Obviously, the prestige of Maple Leaf could not be compared to the first generation.
Change also needed to be done step by step.
There was only one thing Fengye wanted to do today.
He wanted to let his clansmen know…
He took a deep breath.
Fengye looked at the indignant clansmen below and raised the memorial tablet between the thousand hand pillars.
"Tsk…"
"In your hearts, in your eyes.”
" The legendary God of Ninjas, the first Naruto who founded Kiba, the former leader of the Thousand Hand Pillars..."
"He must be right!"
Crazy!
It was deathly silent below.
People opened their mouths but could not make a sound!
He, a ten-year-old youth, was now publicly refuting the first generation Naruto!
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Ah, this.
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Sh * t, crying Liao, where are you, dear reader…
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