Naruto: Listen to the bow sound, resounding throughout the ninja world

The funeral ended in a moment of sadness.

July left without waiting for the funeral to end because she really couldn't stand the atmosphere there.

On the way home, I passed a pub.

The pub was small, and the curtain at the door couldn't hide what was going on inside.

An unexpected person was sitting there drinking alone.

July walked in quietly and sat next to the man.

The owner of the pub might have also gone to the funeral, but it was outrageous that he didn't close the door.

Aren’t you afraid of losing things?

The person drinking was Jiraiya, and at this time he looked at Nanayue who was sitting next to him.

"Children, however, are not allowed to enter the pub."

July walked into the bar and grabbed a bottle of wine, filling it up for Jiraiya.

It looked like she was the owner of a tavern greeting customers.

"Didn't Master Jiyarai go to the funeral?"

Ziyalai picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"I've attended too many funerals and witnessed the death of too many friends and family members."

"I don't know when it started, but my heart has become numb."

"What if I don't go to the funeral?"

"You went there just for the sake of formality. What about you? You don't look like you didn't go because of your attire."

"Left early?"

July nodded and poured herself a glass of water.

"I couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere at the scene and left early."

"When to set off?"

Jiraiya slowly put down his wine glass and looked at Nanazuki in surprise.

But he seemed to have thought of something and shook his head with a smile.

"You can imagine that it won't work today."

"Tomorrow, I'll take Naruto with me tomorrow. Why? Do you want to come along?"

July was holding the wine glass, as if he didn't hear Jiraiya's words.

"You promised to help me get rid of the curse, but you haven't fulfilled your promise yet."

"Besides, sometimes it's important to go out and breathe some fresh air outside the village and relax yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and smiled at Jiraiya.

Jiraiya picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"Gather at the village gate at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he left in a cool manner. July opened his wallet and left a bill of 20,000 taels.

Then he locked the door and left.

A feast of wine would cost no more than twenty thousand taels, and the rest of the money would be used to repair the door for the boss.

Jiraiya, that guy, not only drank without paying, but also broke into the house.

In July, I was wondering why the boss didn’t close the store when he was attending a funeral.

She had actually guessed long ago that Jiraiya would definitely not choose to be Hokage, so there was only one choice left.

One of the three great ninjas, the granddaughter of the first ninja, a distant relative of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, and the last legitimate member of the Senju clan of Konoha.

She is known as the medical saint Tsunade.

Jiraiya wanted to get rid of the entanglement of Konoha's high-level officials, so he had no choice but to find her back.

And he is also the only one who can take himself away from the village in a fair and honest way.

July returned home and quietly began to pack her luggage.

Before leaving, I have to say something to Kakashi.

Ask him to keep an eye on Sasuke. She always felt that Sasuke became strange after the battle with Shukaku.

Now that Sarutobi Hiruzen is dead, some evildoers will probably show up.

Among them was this devilish creature Orochimaru, although Kakashi said that Orochimaru escaped with serious injuries.

But who knows if Orochimaru has any trump cards, such as that disgusting substitution technique.

Thinking about it now, July’s scalp still tingles.

I found Kakashi in the evening and told him about my plan to leave the village.

By the way, Kakashi mentioned Sasuke's matter and nodded in agreement.

I told July to be safe and said I would see her off tomorrow. Then July left.

The next morning, July packed up his things and put them into the scroll using sealing techniques.

So I went to find Naruto.

I came to Naruto's house and saw through the window that Naruto was still sleeping soundly.

But the posture was not very elegant, and the saliva flowed all over the pillow.

The pajamas can barely cover my butt.

It was a bit eye-irritating, so July quickly covered his eyes.

He knocked hard on the window, and Naruto inside was awakened.

Holding the pillow, I looked out the window at July with sleepy eyes.

Then he screamed and ran into the bathroom.

Knowing that Naruto was awake, Nana also jumped out of the window.

Waiting for him downstairs.

After a while, Naruto ran down in a panic.

He was dragging a huge package behind him.

"Are you planning on moving?"

Naruto scratched his head shyly.

"This is the lecherous immortal who said he would take me to practice. I planned it all night last night."

“These are necessary things in the wild.”

It seems that he has never told the truth to Naruto.

But what can I do? I can't ask him to move the things back.

Look at the time, it’s almost time to gather.

July reluctantly took out a scroll, in front of Naruto's surprised gaze.

He sealed everything in. Then he threw the scroll to Naruto and told him how to unlock it.

He hurried towards the village gate.

When I saw Jiraiya, he was still dressed the same as before.

On his back was a bundle of huge scrolls as tall as a person.

Now that everyone was present, the three-person team officially set off on the journey to find Tsunade.

The destination this time is Tansho Street.

According to Jiraiya's information, Tsunade should be there now.

Tansho Street is adjacent to Konoha and is a commercial street that combines entertainment and leisure.

Very famous throughout the Fire Nation.

Along the way, Jiraiya taught Naruto carefully.

But Naruto's foundation was too poor, so Jiraiya had no choice but to teach him from the beginning.

Halfway through, Jiraiya once wanted to give up Naruto.

But who made Naruto the son of his disciple? He had to swallow his anger.

You say Naruto is stupid? He can understand some complicated things at once.

You say he is smart, but even knowledge as difficult as 1+1 takes him a long time to learn.

In the end, Jiraiya decided to follow Nanatsuki's advice.

Just teach him ninjutsu. He will never touch basic knowledge again, even if he dies.

The first ninjutsu that Jiraiya taught was the Rasengan.

There is no doubt about its power, and it is also a rare unmarked ninjutsu.

Moreover, when Naruto heard that this technique was invented by his father, he became even more motivated.

When he was teaching Naruto, he didn't avoid Nanazuki, as if this ninjutsu was worthless.

After July listened to Jiraiya's explanation of the principles and difficulties of releasing this ninjutsu.

You can perform it without any pressure.

Naruto is still stuck on the principle of release, in order to take care of Naruto.

Jiraiya divided the training of Rasengan into three stages.

The first stage is to take out the balloon and have Naruto concentrate his chakra to burst the balloon.

When it is completed, proceed to the next stage.

During this time, Naruto wanted to come over to ask July for advice, but was stopped by Jiraiya.

He spoke a lot of profound truths to Naruto in a very earnest manner, which confused Naruto.

July covered her mouth and laughed secretly, what does it mean that only what you cultivate yourself can be called your own?

It's not like Jiraiya developed his own ninjutsu; he learned it from his apprentice.

But Naruto just fell for it and no longer mentioned asking July for advice.

"Master Jiraiya, is it really okay for you to do this?"

"Naruto's brain is already so small, and you are still trying to put some useless things into it."

"If the Fourth Hokage knew that you bullied his son like this."

"Maybe the coffin lid can't hold it down anymore."

Jiraiya seemed not to have heard July's teasing.

As he walked, he continued to mock Naruto, saying that he was not even as good as a little girl.

Naruto was so angry that he kept yelling until he went to bed at night.