After eating lunch with Sala and sending the two of them off to train, Masahiko continued his training.
With the practice, Masahiko's mastery of space ninjutsu became more and more exquisite.
In the blink of an eye, another month passed. Among all of Masahiko's ninjutsu, only "Dust Release – Human World Detachment Technique" could not be used, which means that his strength has basically been fully restored. Now there is no ninja in the world who can make him use the Human World Detachment Technique.
The Hyūga family also sent good news. After one and a half months, they successfully restored the Eight Trigrams, but no one has been able to fully release it yet. Hiashi is trying hard.
Masahiko was not in a hurry. He let Hiashi slowly restore the 256 palms, and then he will teach him all the techniques.
In addition, Sara's vacation is getting more and more. Because Sara was unwilling to open a branch in the Land of Whirlpools, Hiashi had no choice but to accept an apprentice and train him from the beginning. During the war, Ichikawa Ramen was even more idle.
Masahiko was afraid that Sara would be bored, so he asked her to take care of Fat Cat. The main reason is that Fat Cat can eat and poop. Previously, he could directly use fire to destroy it in the space, but at home … This job is really not suitable for his identity.
This stage of practice has come to an end, and Masahiko is idle again. His original plan was to use half a year to completely master space ninjutsu, but he didn't expect to master it in less than two months.
"I really am a genius."
Masahiko muttered in his heart. He walked out of the Taobao store, changed back to his original appearance, and returned to the Senshoku land. He wants to check the results of Nagato's practice.
"Hey! Sensei, you are here. "
It was a familiar greeting, and Masahiko has given up the idea of correcting Nagato's habit.
"I came to see how your practice is going."
Nagato showed a "resentful" expression, "Sensei, there is no problem with the nature of the wind attribute, but how do I practice Dust Release!"
Masahiko sighed. God knows how to practice. Does he really have to go to Onoki?
Masahiko felt his body and measured a triangle for Nagato, "This is wind, this is fire, and this is earth. They are connected together and turn clockwise … Can you understand?"
Nagato shook his head.
"Why can't you understand?" Masahiko's face was full of pain.
"That's what Teacher means." Xiao Nan's voice rang out, and at the same time, three pieces of paper flew up, each with the words "Wind, Earth, and Fire" written on them. They were connected in pairs and rotated clockwise.
Nagato was stunned. "I understand."
Masahiko's face darkened. He felt a little … ashamed.
"As expected, your disciple is too stupid. I can't understand it even if it's just a little abstract."
Masahiko smiled. "Since you understand, then work hard on your cultivation. Master the Dust Evasion Technique and the Immortal Technique. When you combine the Immortal Technique and the Dust Evasion Technique, you will have half of my power."
"I know, Sensei." Nagato didn't care about the 'half' and was full of fighting spirit.
"Konan, you have to work hard too."
Konan showed a sweet smile, but what she said made Masahiko shudder. "I have stored tens of millions of detonation talismans."
"You … be careful, take it easy." Masahiko was really afraid that she would blow up Konoha. "Don't rely on external forces. Your own strength is the most important thing."
"Understood."
Masahiko waved his hand and turned to leave. He was more assured with Konan. Nagato … let's leave it to fate.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he met Mikoto who was holding Itachi.
"Great-grandpa Gao, I heard that you are here, so I came to see. You said that Itachi will ask someone to inform you that he has learned. "
"So fast?" Masahiko was surprised. Itachi should be less than nine months old.
"I just learned it two days ago." Mikoto smiled happily.
Masahiko glanced at Itachi in Mikoto's arms. The child at this age was like a kitten, curiously looking at the whole world.
"No, not like a kitten." Masahiko cursed. The fat cat had destroyed the cute cat image in his heart.
After hesitating for a long time, Masahiko said, "Call me Great-grandpa Gao, let me hear it?"
Mikoto: "…"
Great-grandpa Gao, you will teach the child to stutter.
After Masahiko finished speaking, he also reacted. This form of address was a bit strange.
"Why don't you call me ancestor?"
Itachi still didn't respond.
"Ancestor?"
"Ancestor?"
…
Mikoto didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This Great-grandpa Gao was more childish than Rope Tree.
"Itachi will only call mother now, but not often. He will only call when he is hungry."
Masahiko smiled and nodded. "The little guy is quite smart. He knows to find his mother when he is hungry."
After circling Itachi two more times, Masahiko sighed. "He is still too young. He will be more or less one year old. I will give him a preschool education!"
"Preschool education?" Mikoto was confused. She had a bad feeling.
"Geniuses often win at the starting line. You don't understand." Masahiko took the opportunity to feed her a mouthful of chicken soup.
Mikoto nodded stiffly, agreeing. She felt that Itachi's growth would probably not be smooth sailing.
"What kind of expression is that? I have never taught a one-year-old child before. This is your Itachi's honor." Masahiko glared.
'That's why I am worried,' Mikoto thought.
Itachi didn't know if he felt something. A pair of small hands gestured in Masahiko's direction. Masahiko moved closer and was then slapped in the face.
"He is indeed an amazing child. He has the courage to hit me at such a young age."
Mikoto shook her head helplessly. What was going on?
Itachi spoke in a squeaky voice. Mikoto said, "Did you hear that? Itachi called me again. He must be hungry. "
Masahiko's face darkened. Was this how he called people? He did not understand what Itachi said at all.
With a flip of his hand, the familiar dried fish appeared in his palm. "Here you go. It is very nutritious and tastes good."
Mikoto looked confused. She did not take the dried fish. She turned around and left with Itachi.
"If you don't want it, then forget it." Masahiko looked regretful and threw the dried fish into his mouth.
He staggered out of the Senshoku territory. Looking at the glaring sun, Masahiko smiled slightly.
How could he not know that such a young child should not have been weaned yet. It was impossible for him to eat dried fish. Mainly, he felt that if he said, "Go back and feed him," it would be a little embarrassing. So, he used a funny way to pass it off.
"Itachi is growing up healthily. Nagato's Dust Release also has a clue. My Space Ninjutsu training has temporarily come to an end. The war in the Rain Country has become a tug-of-war. Don't worry about it for the time being. After a few months, I will take Obito to the battlefield. Now, I should go and do something. "
Masahiko looked in the direction of the Mist Village. Although he felt that it was unlikely that Akatsuki would stay there, he had to see it with his own eyes.
"Maybe the opponent is an idiot?"
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