A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

Chapter 194: Ten Thousand Funerals

"Thump~ thump~ thump~"

Three heavy chimes rang out from the Hokage Building.

The villagers of Konoha were all taken aback when they heard the bell ring, and they all looked in the direction of the Hokage Building with a puzzled expression, not understanding why this was happening.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy voice was broadcast throughout Konoha.

"Obituary!"

"Our beloved First Hokage, Elder Manji of Konoha, passed away today despite all efforts to save him due to old age and declining health..."

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When the devastating news of Wanci's death spread, the entire Hidden Leaf Village was instantly plunged into a tremendous shock and uproar.

Meanwhile, inside the Uchiha residence.

When Uchiha Tajima learned of his grandfather's passing, his body stiffened abruptly, his heart clenched with excruciating pain, and grief instantly overwhelmed him.

Already in his sixties, he was already old and mentally exhausted, and could not withstand such a fatal blow. His vision suddenly went black, and he fainted on the spot.

The people in the mansion tried their best to save him, but ultimately they were powerless to save him.

Two deaths occurred in a single day.

Madara and Izuna thus completely lost all their closest family members.

The two founders of Konoha died on the same day!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Along the long street of Konoha, white banners stood in rows, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Tens of thousands of Konoha citizens stood solemnly on both sides of the road, each with a white flower pinned to their chest, their faces somber and their hearts filled with grief.

Black curtains hung over all the buildings, shops, streets, and venues in the village, and solemn mourning cloths covered the entire village. Even the majestic Konoha Gate was shrouded in a somber black veil.

In the middle of the long street, two coffins slowly walked side by side.

One coffin for eternal rest, another for the burial of Tajima. The grandfather and grandson passed away on the same day, their funerals were held together, and they went on their journey together.

Madara Uchiha, Izuna Uchiha, Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Tennin Hyuga, and the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, the six of them stood side by side, raising their hands to carry the coffins of the two for their funeral.

When the daimyo of the Land of Fire heard the tragic news of Manji's death, he was deeply saddened. Remembering Manji's contributions to Konoha and the Land of Fire, he immediately ordered that Manji be buried with the highest honors due to a daimyo, receiving the greatest possible mourning.

Leafy white paper fluttered in the air, mournful music lingered, and wailing cries rose and fell, filling the streets and alleys.

The elders of various reclusive clans, who usually remained secluded in their homes, knelt on the street, tears streaming down their faces, weeping uncontrollably.

Countless Konoha civilians and the younger generation looked bewildered and confused.

With the passing of two generations of key figures, the situation has changed drastically, and no one knows what the future holds for Konoha.

Among the vast crowd, Mu and Onoki were also in the funeral procession.

The two men gazed at the endless, solemn, and heavy funeral procession ahead, their expressions filled with shock and their emotions churning.

"We...truly witnessed history."

There were no whispered sighs, only a deep sense of melancholy.

I felt a little regretful, but also relieved.

If they continue to live, Iwagakure and the other ninja villages will probably be Konoha's underlings for life.

"A glorious era has come to an end. Farewell, Hokage..."

He murmured.

Onoki, standing beside him, licked his lips and said, "Oh dear, I just finished the Konoha state banquet a few days ago, and now I'm eating another feast. I'm about to faint from hunger."

"Onoki, don't talk nonsense."

Wu's face darkened, and without saying a word, he stomped hard on Onoki's instep, sternly signaling him to watch his words and not to talk nonsense at the funeral.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The news of Wanci's death spread throughout the entire ninja world in an instant.

The intelligence systems of all ninja villages and countries across the entire ninja world received reports of tens of thousands of deaths and disappearances.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then sent out condolence messages.

It's finally over...

Although he never waged war, the oppressive feeling he brought was heavy, like a mountain shackles pressing down on the heads of all countries and ninja villages.

Mt. Miaomu.

"In the 870th year of the Ninja Era, the First Elder of Konoha fell, and a great star of his time perished."

Black Zetsu and Fukasaku wrote side by side, solemnly recording this momentous event that shook the ninja world into the annals of history.

The two looked at each other and sighed, their hearts heavy.

"The Great Immortal should be returning soon, shouldn't he?"

Fukasaku spoke slowly.

Black Zetsu nodded slightly, his tone calm: "That should be it."

Just then, Afei hurriedly walked in, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Huh? Who passed away today? Why is my phone screen all black and white?"

Ah Fei said in a strange tone.

Black Zetsu raised his eyes slightly and spoke up to offer a hint:

"The one who passed away was the Hokage of Konoha, and also the avatar left behind by the Great Sage in the mortal realm. The fact that your phone screen turned black and white must be the work of Gamamaru."

Mount Myoboku, Changsei Peak

Kaguya Otsutsuki and Hikaru Uchiha were sitting in the courtyard admiring the flowers.

"Kaguya-neechan, the sage should be back soon, right?" Uchiha Hikaru said with a smile.

Kaguya smiled slightly, rested her chin on her hand, and nodded: "After all these years, he's finally coming back..."

To be honest, when Manji spent every day at Mount Myōboku, Kaguya didn't feel anything.

Now that Manji has been in the lower realm for so long, Kaguya really misses him.

Thinking of this, Kaguya blushed.

Am I being too twisted?

Could it be that he fell in love a thousand times?

Looking at Kaguya's expression, Uchiha Hikaru smiled inwardly and said playfully, "Kaguya-neechan, if you like someone, you should be brave and say it!"

A hint of sadness flashed in Kaguya's beautiful eyes, and she sighed softly, "You don't understand what's going on between him and me. I dare not..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Pure Land

On that day, everyone's phone screen in the Pure Land turned black and white.

Even the "like" effect on Douyin (TikTok) has turned black and gray.

"Oh my god, what's going on? Even the 'pure land' of Douyin has changed!"

Ashura said in surprise.

"It's likely that an important person has passed away, someone worthy of this level of respect..."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki frowned slightly. The only ones who could match this level of skill were probably himself and Manji.

He just died ten thousand times?

impossible.

"Sigh, perhaps it's something that happened in the human world. We can only ask the newcomer what's going on."

"Otsutsuki Hagoromo said slowly."

"Sect Leader! According to my newly arrived clansman, the First Hokage of Konoha has passed away."

Sarutobi stepped forward and said.

"How could an ordinary person cause such a huge commotion?"

Ashura was also slightly puzzled.

Hagoromo stroked his chin and asked, "Sarutobi, what's this Hokage's name?"

"It seems to be called Manji," Sarutobi said.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yi was startled and murmured, "That's not surprising...that's not surprising..."

People only know about the Six Paths Immortal.

Actually, the Sage of Six Paths has another name, which is Manji.

However, when Manji the Immortal was changed to the Sage of Six Paths, the change was so thorough that everyone only knew the Sage of Six Paths and not Manji the Immortal.

the other side

Uchiha Tajima slowly opened his eyes in the Pure Land.

"Is this... the afterlife?"