LRAB Chapter 943 Sand Temple
Chapter 943 Sand Temple
call out!call out!call out!
Just as Minato was speaking, signal flares for retreat were being fired continuously from the sky at the edge of his vision.
Qian Yao's expression hardened as Hyuga Neji had already arrived beside him.
"Lord Hokage! The chakra reaction in the distance has formed a sandstorm and is moving rapidly in our direction."
"The scale of the sandstorm has far exceeded the largest scale ever recorded by Elder Chiyo and us."
"There is still a lot of unknown chakra gathering inside, creating a raging storm."
"We haven't been able to determine the exact area of this sandstorm, but it's constantly expanding, and we can't escape its reach."
"How fast is it?" Qianyao immediately asked the crucial question.
Neji calculated the result instantly.
"If we retreat at the same pace we came in, we'll be caught up within half an hour!"
"If we don't move, we'll get here in eighteen minutes."
Qian Yao waved his hand and immediately gave the order:
"Immediately order everyone to retreat, and regroup as they retreat."
"Minato created several shadow clones to lead the Hyuga clan members to check where the edge of the sandstorm was so that we could find a good spot to get out."
"I'll go see who has such great power. I can leave this clone behind so I can send messages and return at any time."
"Yes!" Minato and Neji both began to act.
After creating five shadow clones, Minato led the Hyuga clan members on their journey.
Neji, on the other hand, went to find Yamanaka Ino and broadcast the message.
He then instructed the others to fire signal flares to assemble.
A shadow surged beneath Qianyao's feet, summoning a clone with eye magic to follow the main force.
He himself flew straight into the sky, heading north.
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Behind Sunagakure Village in the Land of Wind.
The Second Kazekage, Shamon, was flying with Yekura on a sand mat.
As a pioneer of sand control, flying on a sand mat was an incredibly simple matter.
Although it is easy to lose one's way in the desert, the Shamens clearly have their own methods for finding their way.
He saw the Shamen constantly turning corners along the way with almost no breaks.
Yecang found this place very familiar.
"Isn't this the place where Shukaku was resurrected?"
The monk simply nodded at these words without saying anything, and continued to walk through the sand dunes.
Suddenly the scenery ahead changed, and they flew to their destination.
Sensaji Temple!
The temple is embedded in a giant sandstone mountain wall, with 108 stupas spiraling around the main hall, each topped with the character "wind".
The overall atmosphere was solemn and dignified, yet completely silent, as if no one lived there.
"Is this Sensago-ji Temple?"
Shamon looked at Yecang in surprise: "You've never been here before?"
Ye Cang shook her head. She had never been here before; to be precise, she didn't know how to get in.
Shamen seemed to enter easily by turning around a few times, but the others were completely lost in the desert.
After Bunpuku emerged from here as the jinchūriki who sealed Shukaku, Sunagakure wanted to use him in battle.
However, Fenfu was a man of noble character and did not want to commit any evil deeds, so he was imprisoned until he died of old age.
Sunagakure began researching other sealing techniques to seal Jinchuriki.
Sensaji Temple was extremely secluded, so naturally there was no communication between the two sides.
Because no one has emerged from Sensakuji Temple for many years, in recent years even many Sunagakure ninjas don't know if the temple still exists.
"It's not your fault that the lineage was broken with the Third Kazekage."
Shamon then remembered the assassination of the Third Kazekage.
"But you should know that Sensaku-ji Temple has sealed Shukaku away for a thousand years and has many secrets."
"Although they won't go out, given the current situation in Sunagakure, they can still play a role."
The sand mats beneath Shamen and Yecang's feet vanished instantly.
After entering through the door, there was a very long staircase.
Despite being in the desert, the steps were spotless.
Shamen breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there were still people at the temple.
He led Ye Cang step by step up the stairs, climbing about two hundred meters of steps.
Only after the monk and Yecang crossed the half-meter-high threshold did they enter the temple on the sandstone mountain.
Yekura could clearly feel that she had passed through an invisible barrier.
After they crossed the threshold, they entered a large hall.
There are three Buddha statues in the main hall, but Yecang is not a Buddhist and does not recognize any of them.
In front of each Buddha statue, there is a coiled incense stick several meters long that has already burned halfway.
The faint sound of chanting echoed in the main hall.
Yekura tried to concentrate, but couldn't hear anything.
The monk glanced to the lower right corner, where there was a futon, but no one was on it.
His eyes dimmed, and he murmured, "It's been too long. My grandmaster is long gone."
Yecang asked in confusion, "Second Kazekage, what did you say?"
The monk shook his head, offering no reply, but simply gestured for him to follow.
Seemingly very familiar with the temple, the monk led Yecang directly to the back of the main hall.
There is a side door here, leading to a long passageway.
Along the way, Ye Cang saw one after another Arhat statues as tall as a person.
As the Fifth Kazekage, Yecang was quite powerful. She stared at the Arhat statues, her expression turning somewhat horrified.
"Lord Shamen, why do these Arhat statues have chakra fluctuations?"
The monk did not turn around: "Many monks seal their chakra inside Arhat statues before they die."
"The overflowing chakra formed a barrier here."
Looking out from here, Ye Cang saw that the statues of Arhats stretched as far as the eye could see, and he couldn't tell how many there were.
"Silence!"
Shamen suddenly stopped, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty, and Yecang had no choice but to shut his mouth and stop as well.
"Knock...knock...knock..."
The faint sound of a wooden fish drum drifted from the end of the passageway.
The monk was greatly encouraged!
Then, with a wave of his hand, he strode forward, and Ye Cang, though unaware of what was going on, followed closely behind.
As they moved forward, the sound of the wooden fish gradually grew louder.
After passing through a door, the view ahead suddenly opened up.
They seemed to have walked into a sinkhole inside the mountain.
There is a row of gatehouses inside this sinkhole, but these houses are tightly closed, and it seems that no one is there.
The sound of the wooden fish came from the innermost courtyard.
Looking at the innermost courtyard, Shamen's spirits lifted, and he switched to a brisk walk.
The gate to the courtyard was open, revealing a huge courtyard with a five-meter-tall tree in the middle.
The trees were covered in lush green leaves, unlike anything that could grow in the desert.
An extremely old monk sat cross-legged under a tree, slowly striking a wooden fish.
His skin was like the bark of an ancient tree weathered by time, covered with deep wrinkles.
Her cheekbones were high and prominent, her white eyebrows drooped on both sides, and her cheeks were so thin that you could see the skin but not the flesh.
Beneath the deep-set eye sockets are a pair of eyes as calm as still water.
A long beard, about a foot long, hangs from his chin.
Shamon, the second-generation Kazekage, was utterly shocked and immediately knelt down at the doorway.
He cried out in disbelief, "Master...Grandmaster!"
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