To the east of the Akatsuki organization base, there is a continuous canyon that is inaccessible due to its rugged terrain.
Night is coming.
Xiaonan, dressed in black, pushed a wooden wheelchair into the canyon.
She held an ordinary oil-paper umbrella with a bamboo handle in her right hand and walked slowly in the wind and rain.
The wheelchair squeaked.
After walking into the canyon, what caught my eye was a man wearing a mask and a black and white creature next to him.
The two of them were sitting on the rock wall. The black and white creature was holding a lotus leaf picked from somewhere in its hand and placed it on its head to protect it from the rain.
The rainwater flows along the broad leaves and into its mouth, which looks funny no matter how you look at it.
Facing the rain all over the sky, Xiaonan pushed Nagato over and stopped about a hundred meters away.
"You're here, Nagato." There was a deliberate oldness in Fugaku's voice.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Nagato looked at the masked man through the rain curtain.
"You seem to have expected what happened today?"
"Of course." Fugaku said in a deep tone. "There is nothing new in the ninja world, only history repeating itself."
"Then I just want to ask you, did you already know that Hanzo was going to ambush Akatsuki?" Nagato asked.
"What if I say... yes?" Fugaku squinted his eyes, and the three magatama slowly rotated and quickly connected into a line.
The red-haired man, who seemed to have been seriously injured, suddenly exuded a lot of anger.
Nagato didn't see any movement. A black rod the size of a thousand books appeared out of thin air and shot straight at Fugaku's head.
Fugaku raised his eyes, and a kunai suddenly floated up, colliding with the black stick, making a clanging sound.
Fugaku reached out and pinched the black stick and said with a smile: "Because I didn't remind you, are you going to kill me?"
Fugaku shook his head, seemingly disdainful.
"Someone once said something to me. He said, 'Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. I only think they are noisy.'"
“I didn’t quite understand it at first, but after experiencing it a lot, it makes sense.”
"But then I savored it carefully, and I felt that these words were too absolute. If someone has experienced the same pain as me, then no matter what, he can understand a ten thousandth of it!"
Fugaku raised his head and stretched out his hand to catch the rain falling from the sky.
"I, Madara Uchiha, have lived for so long and am used to seeing the death of ninjas... Nagato, the pain you experienced today is exactly what I experienced yesterday, and what others will experience tomorrow.
I feel the anguish in your heart more deeply than you do! "
Fugaku looked at Nagato quietly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether I know this or not. It doesn't matter who I am."
"Small countries are dependent on big countries and struggle in their shadow. The struggle between people never shows signs of ending.
Isn’t it true that what Yahiko and you are pursuing is to change the never-ending chaos
But if you want to change all this, you can only master the true power of the Samsara Eye. With this power, you can create the world you want.
And I can teach you how to guide this power correctly. This is the most important thing. "
Nagato fell silent upon hearing this.
Channeling the power of the samsara eye
This is full of attraction for him now. If he wants to let the world experience pain, and if he wants to let peace be bred in pain, he needs strong power.
Konan pursed her lips and said nothing. She could feel Nagato's heartbeat.
"Why did you find me?" Nagato asked.
"Reincarnation Eye." Fugaku stared at those purple rippled eyes and said in a bewitching tone.
"Nagato, you don't understand what kind of power you have, and the Heretic Golem is just the tip of the iceberg.
You have the Samsara Eye, and you are the reincarnation of the Immortal of Six Paths. I hope I can be the person who guides the Immortal of Six Paths. "
"You keep saying that you are Uchiha Madara. Since you are Madara, why don't you realize your so-called peace by yourself?"
Fugaku forced out a cold smile.
"I did it, but in the battle at the Valley of the End, I failed and lost most of my power.
Today, I only have a body left, and I am just lingering. But even so, my experience and experience can help you. "
"Believe me or not, it doesn't matter, but time will tell."
"How can you help me?" Nagato asked.
"It's very simple. I can provide you with manpower now." Under the mask, the corners of Fugaku's mouth raised slightly.
"The power of the Heretic Golem is not easy to master, so after you use it, you still have extremely strong side effects. The injury to your back even makes you unable to move."
"But I can provide you with manpower, not the original members of the Akatsuki organization, but truly capable ninjas."
Fugaku stared into Nagato's eyes.
"Even if you are unable to move, I can provide you with corpses of good quality to temporarily drive you... How about the corpses of the Third Mizukage and the Fourth Mizukage?!"
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As a ninja, it is difficult to die if you are afraid of death.
You are on the battlefield, but you cannot be afraid of death.
Everyone understands the truth, but not everyone can accept some things.
The unacceptable price is change... radical change.
Nagato changed, he wanted to become a god.
Become what Yahiko calls an omnipotent god.
So, he chose to cooperate with Fugaku.
As for Hanzo who escaped... he naturally died at the hands of Nagato.
Nagato abandoned the Akatsuki organization's base and directly occupied the Rain Ninja Village. Fugaku and Zetsu also joined Akatsuki, and the plan to collect tailed beasts was officially launched.
Collecting tailed beasts, creating absolute weapons that can cause all countries to experience pain, and thus cultivating peace, this is Nagato's path.
Collecting tailed beasts, resurrecting the Ten-Tails, launching the Eye of the Moon Project, and letting everyone live in a beautiful world built with illusions is Fugaku's path.
Two people with the same goal, although their paths are different.
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Still in the cave, Fugaku was lying on the wicker chair made by Ye Cang, swaying.
Ye Cang himself had left the cave and joined Akatsuki, following Konan to gather the members.
"Fugaku, why didn't you tell Nagato about Danzo's attack on Akatsuki?" Bai Zetsu also picked up a wicker chair and sat down.
“The time has not yet come, we and Danzo still have to cooperate, and if we let Nagato know so early, given his character, he will probably attack Konoha directly.
The Rinnegan cannot be known to Konoha so early, and Danzo will not tell him about it. "
"Really?" Bai Jue nodded as if he understood. "So where are we going next?"
"Go to Konoha." Fugaku said concisely.
"Hello Konoha, the Chuunin Exams are about to begin. You know, your family has undergone great changes. It is much more interesting than before."
"Really?" Fugaku looked at the dark night sky, feeling a little lost.
"Weren't you always unwilling to go back?" Bai Jue asked.
"Even if you don't want to go back, you have to go back eventually." Fugaku murmured.
There are several bottles of wine hidden in his yard, which he buried with his own hands the year he left Konoha.
And the loquat tree in the garden... was planted by his father, Uchiha Yama, and he doesn't know what's going on with it now.
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