[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

Chapter 1

[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

Author: Burial of the Dead

Sonoichi

That night, Uchiha Madara began to realize that this matter was so urgent that it had to be dealt with.

On that day, he had just completed an assassination mission and returned to the clan.It stands to reason that as the head of the clan, he shouldn't do this kind of thing, but it's a pity that Banner prefers to fight people with real swords and guns than staying in the house all day to deal with so-called affairs.What's more, he is not at ease to let Quan Nai do this kind of thing (although Quan Nai has protested countless times).

For Madara, no matter how big and powerful his younger brother grows, he should still be the object of his protection—at least those unnecessary risks don't have to be taken.After losing his other brothers and family to years of war, Quanna was the only blood tie he had in the world.

"But I'm already strong."

Quan Nai said, and handed over another full bowl of rice for his brother.Today's dinner menu is grilled fish, cold bracken and miso soup. It is not very rich, but everything is quite smooth.

"But I still remember when you were just born, you were so small, and you felt so fragile." Madara sighed, and began to talk clichéd again, "Actually, you are the most unhealthy brother among the brothers. When you were young, you always I'm sick..."

"I said it was when I was young." Quan Nai frowned and said with a blushing face.Unlike Madara, he always looks younger than his actual age, and once he loses his seriousness to outsiders, he almost looks like a big child.

The two finished their dinner while chatting like this.After the meal, Quan Nai said that someone from the tribe brought wine, would you like to have a drink?If there is any commission, Madara usually refrains from drinking alcohol, but this kind of leisure time is always indifferent, so he nods and says to have a drink.

By this time the sun was gradually setting.The chill of the night came up quickly, removing the previous warmth, and inexplicably caused a prickly pain around the eye sockets.Madara blinked and saw Quanna walking back lightly with a jug and a cup.So he put down the hand that was going to lift up and press his eyes.

"Brother, please."

Quanna poured the wine and handed over the glass.Madara Ying reached out to catch the cup with a sound, but it was empty.

"...Brother?"

Madara stretched his hand forward calmly, and stopped when he touched the rough bottom of the cup: "Who did you just say brought this wine back?"

"It's fortunate that they..." Quan Nai glanced over as quietly as possible.Realizing that his younger brother was looking over here, Madara drank the wine quickly: "Speaking of which, I'm really tired after coming all the way back today. ——I'm going to sleep first."

He got up and left in a hurry, not caring that it was almost like running away from Quan Nai.

After returning to the house, Madara collapsed on the laid quilt, tossing and turning back and forth for a long time but couldn't fall asleep.He raised his hand in front of his face, and in the dim light and shadow, he could only see a blurry outline—it was better than the sudden loss of vision on one side just now, but not much better.

"...Can't you hide it?"

He sighed, knowing that the matter that he had been delaying before probably could not be delayed any longer.

"—So, I'm going to go to this place once."

After briefly explaining the itinerary for the next few days to Quanna, Madara unfolded the old scroll in front of him.

"It's too risky..." Quan Nai's voice could not help but bring some anxiety, "Because very few people in the Uchiha family practice immortal arts, so even if this is indeed a scroll left by the ancestors leading to the legendary fairy land No matter how you look at it, it is too dangerous..."

"What's so scary?" Madara laughed a little, "Sages rarely hurt people. Even if something goes wrong, you can come back at any time... It's just that you need to deal with things in the clan these days."

Quan Nai reluctantly nodded, hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Why does brother want to go to this kind of place all of a sudden?"

"After all, it is a scroll found in a family heirloom. Maybe there is some secret hidden. It is natural to want to confirm it?" Madara reached out and rubbed Quanna's hair, "I will be back soon .”

As he said that, he unfolded the scroll, stamped his handprint on the end of the scroll, and quickly cast the reverse psychic technique.

A flash of white light flashed, and Madara's figure disappeared from the study.Quanna sighed and rolled up the scroll.At the end, I opened it again and looked at the text above.

"Gao Tianyuan... I've rarely heard of this name."

In a place that few people walk on, the green and luxuriant forest stretches towards the sky with overlapping branches and leaves.This place has long been forgotten by everything in the world, and even the wind does not come to linger, leaving only endless silence.

However, at this moment, a wind suddenly rolled up from nothingness, blowing away from the top of the vast forest, setting off waves of blue waves.And voices that no one can decipher are intertwined in the wind:

"Have you come, descendant of Indra?"

"arrived"

"Is it reincarnation again?"

"Again"

"What will happen this time?"

"how is it"

"Do you want to tell that person?"

"Tell me?"

Countless leaves rustled in the wind, pushing the unheard words to the distant border.

And somewhere in the forest, Uchiha Madara, who stood up from the ground, was squinting his eyes and looking at this fairy place called Gao Tianyuan.At least it is not the same as he expected - there seems to be no fairy here, and there is only an endless forest as far as the eye can see.

He sighed deeply, stood up and started walking.Although it seems impossible to confirm the direction in the dark forest, it seems that there is something in the dark that guides him to move forward, until suddenly the dense trees become sparse, and the torii that has lost its paint color builds the road leading to the front.

Is this a harbinger of approaching the abode of immortals?

Madara quickened his pace, but was soon slightly disappointed.After passing the torii, there are only three tall trees surrounded by shimenawa ropes - so tall that the crowns of the trees are hidden in the sky, and only the thick trunks below can be seen.Madara stood there staring blankly for a while, then saluted respectfully.

When he was thinking about how to explain his coming, suddenly there was a sound behind him, as if some small animal was approaching.He turned his head and narrowed his eyes, only to find that it was not a living thing, but a deer formed by the condensed vegetation, branches and leaves.

The deer came over and rubbed his hand, then walked in one direction.Seeing that he didn't intend to keep up, she turned her head and planed impatiently.

Madara snorted, and followed the deer.Every step the deer took gave birth to flowers, which withered as soon as the deer's hooves left the ground.When Madara was thinking about whether it was a fairy or just a kind of fairy art, he had been brought back into the depths of the forest by the deer - he didn't know how long he walked, and then saw a small wooden house.

The green deer stomped again.

"Should I wait here?" Madara asked.

The deer nodded, turned around and walked into the dark forest.Madara coughed, and raised his voice: "Uchiha Madara, I am a descendant of the Uchiha clan, following the legacy of the ancestors, I want to find a way to heal the eyes."

Only silence answered him.The fairy that might appear in the imagination still has not appeared.

Spot frowned.Normally, he would probably become impatient earlier, but this place unexpectedly gave people peace of mind, so instead of doing anything dangerous, he just stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Still no one responded, but the door that was originally concealed opened a little under the knocking.The room was visibly empty.

Madara began to suspect that he might have made a wrong decision.

Although there were no signs of danger so far, the place was apparently deserted—not even a fairy.He opened the door and walked in, sat down on the fairly clean floor, and then thought about what to do next—should he just go back, or...

A faint fragrance of flowers came over.

It was not easy to detect at first, because it was too subtle and mixed with the breath of countless plants.But slowly, the scent of flowers became stronger, enveloping the whole house like the falling night.

And by the time Madara realized it was already a bit late.

Responses started to be sluggish, and thinking couldn't continue.The worst part is that there is no sense of rebellion.Everything that was originally blurred in the field of vision also shook at this time.He struggled to move his fingers, and took out a kunai from his sleeve, trying to maintain the last bit of sobriety by creating wounds for himself——

But vines from out of nowhere entangled his fingers.

Uncontrollably, Madara sank into a dreamless sleep.The bitterness fell to the ground, making a clear sound, which seemed to be mixed with someone's sigh somewhere, and slipped past his ears meaninglessly.

When he woke up again, there were bandages on his eyes.

The strange floral scent had long since disappeared.What can be smelled in the nose is a mixture of herbs.A cool feeling penetrated from the eyelids, and the dull pain that had occurred from time to time seemed to have calmed down.

Madara rolled over and sat up, reaching out to tear off the bandages—whatever it was, it looked too suspicious.But the next moment his hand was grabbed.Before he could react, another hand covered his eyes.

Gentle and thick chakra spread from the place of contact.Madara, who was about to fight back, released the moment Chakra came over.