This content is based on the Naruto prequel setting On the Ninja Continent, there is a famous mountain called "Transformation Mountain", a mountain whose terrain changes at any time, and no one dares to go inside to find out, because there are countless people who get lost in it and can't get out.
In the Transformation Mountain, there lives a monster called the "Ape Demon King", this monster is so powerful that people can't imagine, as a monster but is good at almost all human ninjutsu, especially the transformation ninjutsu is even better, this monster is ever-changing.
Legend has it that the Ape Demon King came out of the paintings of the Six Paths Immortals, and it was the most ideal ninja assistant in the imagination of the Six Paths Immortals, who used ninjutsu to bring the youkai of his fantasies into the world.
There is also a legend that Transfiguration Mountain is the place where the six immortals lived in seclusion hundreds of years ago.
The human beings who can come out alive in the mountains, except for the greatest onmyoji Hinata Haruai a hundred years ago, there are only three generations of Hokage.
And now, another human, following the map left by the three generations, came to this forbidden place of death.
Yang Ming looked around at the barren desert in front of him, he couldn't believe that this was the Transformation Mountain mentioned in the map.
The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.
In front of me is a dusty desert, without any life, not even a cactus, as if this is a forbidden place for the living.
"No matter, just follow the map."
Yang Ming traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and it took him more than a week to get here according to the straight route on the map, and he didn't want to give up so easily.
When Yang Ming kept walking forward, gradually going deeper into the depths of the desert, he saw that the sky was about to get dark.
Suddenly, a mutation sudden Yang Ming just flickered in front of him, and all the scenes around him, as if the oil painting was gradually fading, restored the original appearance underneath.
Green hills, green water, birds chirping, insects chirping.
A vibrant scenery slowly unfolded in front of Yang Ming, as if he had stepped into a beautiful landscape painting.
"What's going on?"
It was also the first time for Yang Ming to see such a magical thing, and his first reaction was whether he had fallen into an illusion.
But he clearly saw that the fireflies were swarming, shuttling freely through the green forest, as if they were playing in the mountains and rivers, and they were not afraid of Yang Ming at all, but they approached curiously and circled around Yang Ming's side.
Yang Ming stretched out his hand and spread it out, these cute little things were still lying in his palm, slowly crawling with those small limbs, tickling Yang Ming.
"No, it's not an illusion" To be able to have such realistic five senses, no one in the world except for the genius of the Kurama clan can do illusions.
Yang Ming frowned, his eyes thoughtful, "It seems that this is the legendary Transformation Mountain." ” "No wonder, few people outside know about it."
However, Yang Ming still didn't dare to be careless, who knew what danger there was here Fortunately, Yang Ming was not unprepared, at least at the critical moment, he could use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape.
Coo-goo At this time, Yang Ming's stomach was drumming uncontrollably, making a muffled sound.
In the desert just now, Yang Ming had been walking for a long time, and now he was already hungry and thirsty.
Yang Ming looked around and walked in the direction of the sound of flowing water.
But when Yang Ming came to the river, he found that someone had taken the lead here An old man with gray hair, with white eyebrows and a face full of vigorous wrinkles like an old tree, crisscrossed and criss-crossed, looked unusually old.
At this time, the old man was fishing near the river, looking complacent.
"It's strange, could it be that this person is a native of the Transfiguration Mountain" From Tsunade, Yang Ming only knew that in the past, there were only two people who could get out alive when they came to Transfiguration Mountain.
So, it's not impossible that there are descendants of those survivors here.
Yang Ming cautiously stepped forward with the idea of finding out the information.
"Old man, I have a question" The words that Yang Ming originally wanted to say suddenly retracted into his stomach.
Without him, because when he approached the old man, and then the hazy light of the moonlight, he finally saw his whole picture, and his heart shook suddenly Because this man's eyes are blind Think about what it's like to see a blind old man staring at you in the middle of the night, staring at you with cataract-like eyes, looking at you vacantly Anyway, Yang Ming's whole body had goosebumps Realizing that someone was coming, the old man seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and when he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice was as unpleasant as the friction of two pieces of iron.
"Someone is coming" Yang Ming cleaned up his mood before he asked kindly: "Old man, is this the legendary Transfiguration Mountain?"
"What Mountain" The old man seemed to be old and his ears were not good, and he asked in a hoarse voice.
When he spoke, Yang Ming shuddered when he saw his dark mouth.
Moreover, I don't know why, when Yang Ming came here, all the original sounds of birds and insects disappeared, and even those very sticky fireflies left Yang Ming early, and there was a silent forest everywhere, only the occasional whistling wind blew the leaves, which was even more eerie.
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for another second.
So, Yang Ming was patient and said again: "Is this a deformation mountain?"
This time, Yang Ming raised his voice, and in the empty woods, it seemed so abrupt.
The old man seemed to understand this time, and said, "I don't know what kind of mountain this is, I have lived here since I was born." ” The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that he would get such an answer in the end.
Coo-goo At this time, Yang Ming's stomach rang again, he was too hungry.
Yang Ming glanced at the fishing rod used by the old man, and then he thought, "Old man, can you lend me your fishing rod?"
"I'm a chef, when the time comes, I'll help you divide the fish you drop and cook it for you, how about it?"
"That's good" There is such a cheap profit, and the old man happily lent the fishing rod to Yang Ming.
But when Yang Ming saw the fish hook, he almost vomited blood.
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This hook is so straight that it is At this time, Yang Ming noticed that there was no basket for fish next to the old man So what is he fishing for At this time, the old man looked at Yang Ming vacantly with his cataract-like eyes.
"Young man, do you want a golden axe or a silver axe?"
In this lonely forest, hearing this hoarse voice like a dead soul, Yang Ming only felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a desolate beast: