When Masahiko saw Madara, he was ready to receive his thunderous blow, who knew that Madara's only remaining writing wheel turned around and actually sat down slowly.
"It's been a long time, old man."
Masahiko was startled slightly, gravity collapsed, and a flat rock naturally protruded under his feet. He also sat down and looked up at Uchiha Madara.
"Why, I knew it was not my opponent, so I didn't do anything when I saw me? Madara, you have fallen. You didn't fear the strength of the enemy before." Masahiko looked sad.
Madara's face is already full of wrinkles, and his hair is almost completely white, but the constantly beating blood vessels on his forehead prove that he is still very alive... Maybe.
After a long time, Madara took a breath, "Old man, you still owe you so much."
Masahiko smiled, "Stop calling me the old guy, now we may not be the old guy."
After a long silence, Madara's eyes closed tightly, not knowing what he was thinking, while Masahiko looked at him with a smile.
"Old guy," Madara finally said, "I have some questions that need your answers."
Masahiko was startled and nodded slowly, without refusal.
"Does unlimited monthly reading really exist?"
Masahiko's question surprised Masahiko, but he took it for granted. Heijue showed flaws many times because of him, and he didn't believe that Madara would not notice it at all. What he was surprised was only why Madara asked him, as if he knew Masahiko knows what Unlimited Moon Reading is.
"What infinite monthly reading?" Masahiko looked puzzled, pretending to be true.
"Old man, don't hide it..."
"You seem to have known that Senna would die, and that I would leave Konoha a long time ago, and even knew that I would attack Konoha..." Madara slowly said, "You can't hide anything like your character. , And only the idiot between the pillars can't find anything!"
Masahiko: "..."
He felt that he hadn't exhibited too many abnormalities over the years. He didn't expect that sometimes, facing the plot, his calm expression would make Ban's suspicion.
"Is that so?" Seeing Masahiko fell into silence, Madara spoke again, "So this time, you already knew I would let Jue go to Nagato?"
Masahiko was startled and sighed.
"It turns out that there is a flaw here."
Masahiko sank his heart and smiled, "This is just a coincidence, I can only blame you for your bad life."
"Is my life bad?" Madara stood up and paused, "So, you know the power of the reincarnation eye? Even my purpose is known."
Masahiko's expression changed several times, and he covered his mouth with his hand, then let go and smiled bitterly after a while.
"Bara, when have you been so smart? If you could have been so, you wouldn't be where you are today. You and Zhuma might be able to create a truly peaceful and prosperous world."
"The real peace and prosperity..." Madara muttered, "So, is the unlimited monthly reading false?"
Masahiko hesitated and shook his head, "It's true, but it's not peace."
After only explaining such a sentence, Masahiko changed the subject and didn't want to say more.
"One for twenty-four years, don't you want to know more about Uchiha? Or do you already know through the black end?"
"What to do with me."
Madara sat down again.
Masahiko smiled helplessly. It seemed that Madara had learned about Uchiha from Kurojutsu, but he was just not good at expressing his inner comfort.
Even if Madara didn't care much about his tribe, Uchiha Senna's words to protect his tribe before his death should have a great influence on him.
Masahiko looked at Madara without any intention of doing anything. Instead, he said a few words, just like a tired old man, closing his eyes and resting, he also diverted his attention. It has been more than half an hour since seeing Madara, Masahiko's attention has been on Madara, until now, he has time to pay attention to the surrounding environment.
The underground space is very wide. Masahiko entered from the bottom of the end valley and rushed for more than ten kilometers to the southwest before seeing Madara. As for this place, if Masahiko’s sense of direction is not wrong, the top of his head should be Kazama and Valley in the Warring States Period, and later was renamed Kazama and Hara by Masahiko.
In the underground, not far from the spot, there is a strange-looking stone statue, dozens of meters high, with a number of round stone pillars protruding from the shoulders.
Looking at the surroundings carefully, Masahiko smiled and looked at Madara, "The living environment is quite spacious, but it is really hard to see the sun for so many years. However, your skin has not turned white..."
Madara did not respond, Masahiko paused, then continued, "The hope of resurrection is gone, do you want to die here in obscurity?"
Madara opened a writing wheel eye again, took a deep look at Masahiko, expressionless on his face, and spoke again.
"One more question, what the hell is that black guy?"
Masahiko smiled, "That is your will. Between the pillars is the will of fire, and you are the will of black. One red and one black, it matches well..."
Madara frowned and stopped talking. After all, when he is getting older, he is afraid to say a few words to Masahiko, cerebral thrombosis, high blood pressure and so on.
"Return your things to you!" Masahiko hesitated, took out the box with the reincarnation eye, and threw it back.
Madara stretched out his hand to catch it, and finally no longer expressionless on his face this time, "Old man, you are still as bold as ever."
Masahiko shook his head, "I just don't want to miss the last chance to win you. Without reincarnation, you are really vulnerable now. Even if I win, I won't be able to win."
Madara clenched his right fist, slowly released it after a while, and began to change his eyes.
"Old guy, you still owe you so much." Madara repeated the opening remarks again.
Masahiko recalled, "In my impression, we fought three times, and in the end I lost. The first time, I was 49 years old and you were 17 years old; the second time, I was 62 years old and you were 30 years old; Three times, I was 67 years old and you were 35 years old."
"But now," Masahiko sighed, "I am 100 years old, and you are 68 years old. Are you still capable of fighting me?"
Madara did not answer, the power of the reincarnation eye returned to him again, Chakra was slightly turbulent, his white hair turned black, and the wrinkles on his face gradually smoothed out. Two minutes later, the familiar Uchiha Madara again Appeared in front of Masahiko.
Masahiko was stunned and laughed, "When we were in the second war, you saw my young look and thought that I had overdrawn my vitality in order to deal with you. Unexpectedly, you would have such a day."
"Old guy, don't blame me if you die!" Madara didn't answer directly, and he didn't want to end up silently and die in the end.
"I will die?" Masahiko curled his lips, "I will accompany you in the last fight, I hope you go all the way!"
That's it for today, I want to study the battle in the next chapter carefully. (How to avoid the positive description of the battle reasonably)
Hokage colleagues, even if I hide from left to right, I still have to intersperse a few battles, I try to write not so embarrassing...