Uchiha's self-cultivation

Chapter 157 The Legend Ends
Time flowed quietly and came to the beginning of December.

The trees couldn't bear the increasingly cold weather, leaving only bare branches.

In a quiet room, Obito ended his daily meditation and stood up from the mat.

Pushing open the wooden window of the quiet room, a biting cold wind blows, mixed with white snowflakes.

Obito stood in front of the window and looked around, only to see a vast expanse of heaven and earth, announcing the coming of winter in a high-profile manner.

"It's snowing!"

In the next yard, Izumi Uchiha let out a laugh of silver bells, and threw a snowball at Obito.

Obito stretched out his hand to block it, and said with a light smile, "Izumi, you are very courageous!"

"Slightly slightly slightly" Uchiha made a grimace, threw a bigger snowball over, and said crisply: "Come on, let's see who is better?"

Obito jumped out of the window and snorted coldly, "You're going to die today."

The two were chasing and fighting on the snow, and their cheerful laughter diluted the silence of the ice and snow.

After running for a while, Obito grabbed Izumi Uchiha by the back collar and lifted her up.

Izumi Uchiha slapped his limbs indiscriminately, and said softly: "Stinky Obito, let me go."

With a smirk at the corner of his mouth, Obito took a snow block from the ground and stuffed it into Uchiha Izumi's collar.

"Ah!" Izumi Uchiha shivered, twisting and turning.

Uchiha Kiyan in the house couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Stinky boy, don't freeze your sister to death, put her down."

Obito looked at Uchiha Kiyan speechlessly.

Izumi Uchiha is also a preparatory ninja at any rate, how could his body be so weak!
Izumi Uchiha shook his head, looking very weak: "Ah, I'm so cold, I'm going to get sick soon."

Obito squeezed Izumi Uchiha's small face, and said with a smile: "Little clever ghost, stop pretending to me."

Who knew that Izumi Uchiha suddenly raised his head, bit Obito's wrist, and said in a muffled voice, "Will you let it go?"

Obito didn't dare to use force, for fear of breaking Uchiha Izumi's small white teeth, pretending to be in great pain, he let Uchiha Izumi go.

Uchiha Izumi immediately hid behind his father Uchiha Kiyan, and made a face at Obito.

Uchiha Kiyan touched Uchiha Izumi's small head with his big hand, and said helplessly: "Izumi, you are already six years old, don't be so naughty."

Uchiha Izumi shook his little head, turned his head and snorted.

At this time, Aunt Uchiha Naomi walked over and said with a gentle smile: "Obito, the meal is ready, let's come and eat together."

Just as Obito was about to agree, the ring on his right hand shimmered.

"Auntie, eat first, I still have something to do."

Obito stared blankly, smiled apologetically, and returned to his room.

With a swipe of his right hand, the ring cast a light screen, shining in the air.

On the light screen, Uchiha Kenichi looked sad, choked up and said: "Patriarch, Madara-sama has passed away."

"What?" The smile on the corner of Daitu's mouth gradually faded, and he said with a serious face: "You wait for me, I'll go over right away."

The Mir galloped at high speed, smashing through the clouds and fog on the road, leaving a long tail mark.

In the cab, Obito urged: "Hurry up."

Uchiha Makoto looked at the direction indicator intently, and said speechlessly: "Patriarch, it is already the fastest speed."

"Hey"

Obito sighed and stepped out of the cab.

At this time, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, as if seeing off Uchiha Madara.

Obito spread out the palm of his right hand to catch a falling snowflake.

The snowflakes are hexagonal in shape, and they look like a beautiful and delicate picture scroll in every detail.

But under the temperature of the palm, it melted into nothingness in just a moment.

Obito watched this scene closely, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

From falling to melting, the life of a snowflake is extremely short.

But each snowflake shows its own unique beauty.

People are not like this!

A hundred years in a hurry, like a white horse passing through the gap, passed by in a flash.

Even a character as strong as Uchiha Madara can only age in the years.

But the length doesn't really matter.

Uchiha Madara has left his mark in the ninja world. Maybe generations of mediocre people will grow old, but his legend will always be sung in the ninja world.

Obito clenched his palms tightly, looked at the heavy snow in the sky, and murmured: "Since God sent me to this war-torn ninja world, let me leave some unique marks for the ninja world."

A few hours passed, and the destination was reached.

Obito flew off the Mir and stepped into this dark and damp cave again.

In the hole, Uchiha Madara sat on the stone chair as usual, but his eyes were closed forever.

Beside the stone chair, Uchiha Ken's eyes were red, and he said sadly: "Clan chief, Madara-sama."

Halfway through, Uchiha Kenichi burst into tears.

Obito sighed and put his arms around Kenichi Uchiha's shoulders.

After a long time, Uchiha Kenichi raised his head, wiped the corners of his eyes embarrassingly, and said in a low voice: "Clan chief, how do you deal with Madara-sama's funeral now?"

Obito patted Uchiha Kenichi's shoulder with his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Bring Senpai Madara back to Konoha, and have a grand funeral."

Uchiha Kenichi said in surprise: "Is it possible?"

With deep eyes, Obito said softly: "I say yes, who dares to object."

Uchiha Kenichi nodded heavily.

The two were silent for a while, then Obito said: "Let's first use the thousand-handed tree to make a coffin for Madara-senpai to protect his body."

"Afterwards, notify all the Uchiha people, and all go out of the village to welcome them."

"We want Mr. Madara to return to Konoha gracefully."

"When the time comes, you and I will carry the coffin together."

Uchiha Kenichi pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Thank you patriarch."

Obito punched Uchiha Kenichi in the chest, jokingly said: "You kid is a traitor, and you are so alien to me."

Uchiha Kenichi scratched his head, embarrassedly said: "Patriarch, I am absolutely loyal to the Uchiha clan."

"It's just that Madara-sama is very kind to me, and I don't know how to repay him."

Obito sighed: "You don't have to be too sad, although Madara-senpai is dead, you will have a chance to see him again in the future."

"Really?" Uchiha Kenichi was surprised.

"Will I still lie to you?"

Obito gave Kenichi Uchiha an angry look, and took out a few thousand-handed trees from the Kamui space.

Sighing, Obito said softly, "Let's make the coffin for Madara-senpai first."

"Yeah," Uchiha Kenichi nodded hastily.

Knowing that he could still see Madara-sama in the future, he felt a lot better.

The two worked together, and the production speed was very fast.

After a few hours, a beautiful coffin was finished.

On the surface of the coffin, there are no extra carvings, except for some common cloud patterns, there is only one Uchiha fan family emblem.

The two worked together to carefully put Uchiha Madara's body into the coffin.

Obito glanced at Uchiha Madara's old face for the last time, closed the coffin lid, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, please bring the ancestor home."

(End of this chapter)