Red sand dust

Daimaru already has a lot of experience in entering the spiritual world, but this is the first time he has observed this illusion space anchored in the turbulent flow of time and space so intuitively.

Its outer wall is between yellow and orange, very bright, thin and translucent, like a budding Ditang flower.

Entering it, you can see a large number of vines attached to the inner wall. They are the power transmission and support channels that support the entire space. They also have a certain defensive role. The attack and restraint functions are adequate. If the situation is critical, they can also urgently replenish mental power and chakra. .

Inside the "Cradle Flower Basket", there are more than a dozen strange plants growing, most of which have a mechanical feel and obviously do not look like species that can be derived from nature.

The ground under your feet is very abstract, like a rugged floor contaminated by various dumped paints. Through these strange and weird patterns, you can vaguely see the twisted figures, which are the collected spiritual power and chakra mixed in. Things that come together will eventually be classified into categories and assigned to various plants with different attributes. Different artificial elves will be bred in the flower bones that have not yet fully developed.

Wandering in this colorful and dazzling spiritual space, Daimaru had no other thoughts except admiration.

Kurama Yakumo's illusion space is indeed magical, and people can't notice the difference from reality, but this kind of obviously exaggerated beauty gives people a sense of relaxation and joy.

This is a place where life is nurtured, even if it is a fake that cannot exist in the real world and can only indirectly affect the ninja world with the help of external objects.

"I always feel a sense of déjà vu. Tell me honestly, where does this method come from?"

Daimaru stretched out his hand and touched the pale red rose-like plant with flowing stems and leaves. A pure spiritual power without impurities poured into Daimaru's mind. At the same time, he seemed to vaguely see the virtual body of a sleeping golden little girl in front of his eyes. The shadow, Daimaru instantly understood, was the appearance of an artificial elf that had not yet awakened.

"This is a very mature, terrifying, and even frightening secret technique. It is definitely not something that the experienced seniors could have studied in ten or twenty years..."

It's not that Daimaru underestimates the wisdom of those predecessors, but the constraints of real conditions. Without fertile soil, beautiful flowers cannot bear fruit.

How could the sand ninjas, who were overwhelmed by the war and focused on developing weapons, come up with such a magical method of breeding false souls in a short period of time?

The gorgeous mental turbulence was like flowing clouds. Following Daimaru's words, one of them gradually separated, and in front of Daimaru, it gathered into the appearance of Miss Saya.

"A year ago, the illusion idiot who couldn't even restrain his own mental power could already see the mystery of this secret technique?"

"It's not as clever as you think, but you can still tell the difference between good and bad. The most advanced illusions cannot be measured by their lethality. They can only be mastered by people with great wisdom and who are not afraid of backlash... "

Moreover, Daimaru has seen similar things, which are so inferior that they can be used to cast mana sealing techniques, which can still restrain tailed beasts and restrain jinchuriki; at high-level levels, spells that directly span space and feedback damage are actually similar. s things.

There are also shinigami that Daimaru has never seen that were summoned by the zombie seal. Maybe they are all the same type of applications.

These principles are partly related to jutsu, and their origins are by no means ordinary. I have never seen other Daimaru with my own eyes, so I can't say anything. The "cradle garden" in front of me was definitely snatched from somewhere by the Suna Ninja and transformed into what it is now.

"Do you have to know? It's a long story..."

Sitting elegantly on a huge petal, looking at the blurry figure entwined with black and silver light below, judging from the length, it should be the first artificial elf to be hatched.

"Moreover, it's a very sad story. In fact, I don't know the details very well, but based on the records in the books collected at home, I have a rough idea..."

"To make a long story short..."

"Here... the time is not consistent with the outside world, there is no need to rush!"

Miss Saya didn't seem to be in a hurry. After all, this couldn't be accomplished overnight. Hatching the artificial elves was only the first step. There was still work to be done to make them grow stronger.

"All ears!"

"The Kingdom of Wind is a hopelessly desolate place. A long time ago, groups of bad ninjas and refugees poured in, and after countless sacrifices, a decent settlement was finally established. However, this place is so barren and food is too scarce. Everything is lacking, and in a situation of severe shortage of supplies, what do you think will happen when those losers gather together?"

In his previous life, Daimaru had heard that material civilization and spiritual civilization must be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be strong. However, when living materials are seriously insufficient and survival cannot be guaranteed, what will people who see no hope in this world do?

Daimaru really doesn't want to know, but thanks to the influence of the information age in his previous life, he really understands their choice.

Praying to gods is the most direct way. It is not uncommon to even give up the present world, burn incense and worship Buddha, and pray for the next life.

Since there is a soil for faith to flourish, there must be gods enshrined in temples, and naturally there will be no shortage of sacrifices to demonstrate pious faith.

If there is a sacrifice, there must be a sacrifice, but what kind of sacrifice is appropriate to offer to God?

The Kingdom of Wind lacks everything. Only people seem to be superfluous. It is easy to imagine what is most on the altar.

It is impossible for Daimaru to know how human nature will be distorted in an extremely difficult environment. Later generations remember the hardships of their predecessors in starting a business, and there are a few people who can understand the sadness in the obscure ancient records.

There is a movie called "Narayama Setikao". Daimaru still has the impression that old people "voluntarily" die according to tradition and leave rations for future generations. It is really not a legend.

No matter how many literary works are used to beautify and artistically process those past events, they cannot wash away the shocking evil of human nature.

"It seems that you already know! There are gods in the ninja world. Most of the unidentified gods have disappeared. This is the era of ninjas, but the ninjas of the Kingdom of Wind were not strong at first. They are no match for those priests, priests and witches. , after lying dormant in silence for many years, and annihilating the beliefs of many evil gods, this country became what it is now..."

As she spoke, Miss Saya seemed to have thought of something interesting and couldn't help but chuckle. Her original serious expression disappeared in an instant.

"Originally, Ichibi Shukaku was arrested as an evil god who did all kinds of evil, but he couldn't be killed, so he let the old monk Fenfu seal it. Everyone thought that those sanctimonious monks should be better at dealing with evil gods..."

"So, did the sand ninjas adopt those methods of worshiping gods and change them into spiritual mystical arts?"

No wonder Daimaru didn't find it strange. He had already seen the power of the evil god. Daimaru's grandmother was the maid who served the shrine maiden.

"It's not just this. In fact, there are many ninjutsu, which are also learned from ancient professions such as warriors, priests, witches, and shamans. We embrace everything and accept all who come, and then defeat them, creating the era of ninjas..."

The so-called artificial elves don't seem to be as simple as the puppet souls that Miss Saya said! It doesn't seem to be strong, but it has great potential, and it doesn't require life as a sacrifice to use it.