Chapter 112 Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?

At dawn the next day, Yamanaka Yuura once again paid tribute to Yamashiro Chen who was buried here, and then left Nanhe River, leaving Ye Shan alone to guard here.

Ye Shan first washed up by the river, and then went to the grave, carefully brushed off the frost on the bouquet of flowers, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate and refine chakra.

This trip to the Land of Water made Ye Shan realize that the chakra extracted from the five human organs in traditional culture is not only of extremely high purity, but also extremely powerful in battle. He only possesses the two attributes of water and fire, but his strength has undergone a drastic change. Naturally, he wants to extract chakras of other attributes as soon as possible.

In traditional culture, the heart belongs to fire, the kidneys to water, the lungs to gold, the spleen to wood, and the liver to wood. The five attributes are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. According to the old Chinese medicine practitioner in the past, if a person can complete the understanding of the five attributes, they can then mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and live forever.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, Ye Shan still remembered the formulas of these attributes clearly even after twenty years. He realized that these formulas were most likely divided according to the power and difficulty of cultivation, so his target was his lungs.

Ye Shan was very curious about what kind of changes the gold-attribute chakra would bring to him. In the ninja world, he had heard of and seen fire jutsu, water jutsu, earth jutsu, and wood jutsu, but he had never heard of gold jutsu.

Time passed quickly, and Ye Shan spent every day in training. During this period, except for Uchiha Fugaku who came here to ask him some questions about the follow-up matters, no one else set foot here, which surprised Ye Shan.

What Ye Shan didn't know was that a ninja riot broke out in the Kirigakure three days ago. A group of people led by some hawkish ninjas and young and energetic ninjas attacked the Mizukage building at noon. They asked the Third Mizukage to send ninjas to the Nanga River near the Uchiha clan's territory to bring back the heads of Yagura and the other two. However, they were suppressed by the Third Mizukage, which made the people in the village hate the Third Mizukage even more.

The Hidden Mist Village is no longer the same as it was a few months ago. Not only were the Seven Ninja Swordsmen wiped out, but the Kage's successor, Yagura, died, and they also lost the strategic weapon, the Three-Tails. As a result, the Hidden Mist Village is now extremely weak and can no longer withstand any turmoil.

The Third Mizukage leaned back in his chair tiredly. His desk was filled with letters of reprimand from the Daimyo of the Land of Water, giving him a headache.

"Sir, everything is ready." An Anbu appeared in the Mizukage's office like a ghost and said respectfully.

The Third Mizukage opened his eyes and looked at the furniture in the office with nostalgia. After a long time, he stood up and said lightly, "Let's go."

The Anbu stiffened for a moment and said in a hoarse voice: "Has it really come to this?"

The Third Mizukage came to the side of the Anbu, stretched out his hand to take off the mask on his face, and said: "The village is in the most critical moment. You can sense this even if I don't say it."

"From now on, you don't have to wear a mask anymore. You will step on my dead body and become the fourth Mizukage of the Hidden Mist Village!"

The ninja under the mask was about thirty years old, at the peak of his career as a ninja, but there was a hint of mist in his eyes at this moment.

"My Lord, this is not fair!"

The ninja slammed his fist to the ground, speaking up for the infamous Mizukage in front of him.

The Third Mizukage narrowed his eyes and looked out the window, but his sight was blocked by thick fog. He could not see any scenery at all. He could only vaguely hear the noise of children playing.

"There is no fairness in this world. Even if there is, it is artificially created. Yagura is dead, the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Demon is dead, the Three-Tails is missing, and the village's right-hand man is gone. I, the Mizukage, have an unshirkable responsibility, even if these things were not my orders."

"The Second-generation Master once told me that the duty of a Mizukage is not to sit in an office and enjoy life. It is not just about enjoying life. It is more about sacrifice."

"Sacrifice personal leisure time to handle daily official duties; sacrifice time to accompany family to take root in the village; sacrifice personal hobbies to be fair. Now that things have come to this point, I must sacrifice my life to seek a bright and upward vitality for the village!"

"Look at those people, look at those so-called hawkish ninjas."

When the Third Mizukage said this, anger appeared on his face and he became emotional.

"Those people asked me to send ninjas to retrieve Yagura's head, but not one of them had the courage to stand up and say, 'I'll do it!' Not even one!"

"So what if Yagura died? So what if the three-tail is missing? Compared to these, the new generation in the village has lost the will for revenge and the spirit of progress, which is the most fatal!"

"As long as a ninja has an enterprising heart, he can become a strong one; as long as a ninja village maintains its spirit, it can be saved!"

"But now, the village has lost all of this, you know? The Hidden Mist Village has lost the spirit it had since its founding, this is the most fatal thing!"

The Third Mizukage paced back and forth in the house, roaring like a wounded beast.

"It's only been a short time since the Whirlpool Country was destroyed, and you've forgotten everything!? What will happen if a ninja village loses its enterprising spirit and only thinks about self-preservation? Have you forgotten!?"

"If this continues, within ten years, the Hidden Mist Village will only produce a bunch of useless people, and there will be no chance of a truly strong person emerging! By that time, the country will really be destroyed!"

The Third Mizukage was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling. It was obvious that he was very excited, but the words he said next were chilling.

"Listen, I want you to turn the Hidden Mist Village into a bloody mist village. I want you to turn all the ninjas in the village into a group of bloodthirsty people. Do you hear me?!"

The Anbu's eyes became sharp and a cold aura emanated from his body, which was inextricably linked to his profession.

"So you chose me to be the new Kage?"

To his surprise, the Third Mizukage shook his head, squatted on the ground, looked him straight in the eyes, and said word by word: "I choose you to be the sacrifice of the Hidden Mist Village!"

The Anbu ninja widened his eyes, looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, swallowed and asked: "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

The Third Mizukage simply sat on the ground and started talking with the half-kneeling Anbu ninja.

"A village under a high-pressure policy will burst into unparalleled vitality in a short period of time, but this method is ultimately a helpless measure and cannot be implemented for a long time, otherwise the village will still not escape the fate of extinction."

"In ten years, at most ten years, this bloody policy will be abolished. By that time, you, the Fourth Mizukage, will become a victim."

The Anbu ninja pursed his lips, he knew clearly what the fate of the so-called victim would be, but he did not retreat at all, not with a trace of fear, only with a heavy sense of responsibility.

The Third Mizukage sighed and said, "Yakura was the perfect successor, but he died inexplicably at the hands of two unknown Konoha ninjas, becoming a stepping stone for others to become famous. Otherwise, I would never have chosen you to be the Kage."

"why?"

"Because you are from the Terumi clan, you will never be able to become the Mizukage. But there is no way, you have a good daughter, she will be the fifth Mizukage!"

The ANBU ninja nodded solemnly, feeling very proud.

The Third Mizukage stood up, dusted off his butt, and said calmly, "Let's go."

The Anbu ninja had experienced countless bloody battles in his life, and his heart had long been as hard as a rock, but at this moment he was still very sad. He was sad for the Third Mizukage, and also for his own future ending.

The Third Mizukage smiled, patted the Anbu ninja on the shoulder in a good mood, and said: "Don't cry like that. As a Kage, it is an honor to die for the village."

"So today is my big day, be happy!"

After saying that, the Third Mizukage put on his Mizukage hat and walked out of the office where he had worked so hard with his hands behind his back.

The ANBU ninja looked up, watching the thin figure disappear from his sight, and found it so tall and majestic, so indestructible.

This world is inherently unfair. Some people are born with what most people cannot get even after struggling for their whole lives. Some people spend money like water, while others can hardly get food. Some people have photographic memories, while others are extremely stupid. Some people are extremely powerful, while others are as lowly as ants. Some countries are rich and prosperous, while others are poor and sparsely populated. Some ninja villages are full of geniuses, while others have no successors. But this world is relatively fair, because the laws of nature are fair. People have three disasters and six diseases, birth, aging, sickness and death; the earth has the changes of the stars, and the sea has changed; countries have the rise and fall, and things and people are no longer the same.

Nothing can last forever, and all objects will eventually fade and disappear under the law of time. But humans, a short-lived creature, have discovered in the constant loss that even if the human body disappears, one thing remains - the spirit.

Human beings are creatures that cannot survive without spirit. The obsession of each individual supports him to live on.

These obsessions are varied and varied. Promotion, getting rich, eating well, sleeping well, having fun, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, birds and animals, and having many children and grandchildren are all obsessions or spirits. However, the obsessions of individuals will still disappear and be forgotten in the inheritance of time, but the length of time they last varies.

The obsession of one person is called a dream or an ideal; the obsession of two people is called like-minded; the obsession of a group of people is called belief; the obsession of a population is given a more noble word - will.

The physical body of the first Hokage who once dominated the ninja world has disappeared, but his will has been passed down by later generations, supporting the Konoha Village as it stumbles forward in the ninja world. To this day, there are still countless heirs of the will of fire.

The first Mizukage died, and his will was also inherited and passed down in the Hidden Mist Village. However, to this day, this will has gradually been forgotten, causing the Hidden Mist Village to the brink of destruction.

The Hidden Mist Village is isolated from the outside world, so the ninjas in the village all yearn to own a piece of land on the mainland. However, the small land area leads to scarce resources. In order to truly fulfill this long-cherished wish, someone has to sacrifice himself, which gave birth to the core of the will of water - sacrifice.

The sacrifices of generations pushed the Water Country forward, and it was recognized by the world as one of the five great countries. But after the fall of the Whirlpool Country, different voices gradually emerged in the village. They believed that the geographical location of the Water Country was a natural advantage, and there was no need to occupy a piece of land. This voice became more and more intense, forming an anti-war wave and a morbid mentality of self-sufficiency.

The Third Mizukage discovered the existence of this voice, so he took on huge pressure and forcibly participated in the Second Ninja World War, thus suppressing this wave. However, all these efforts fell into the hands of two Konoha ninjas, and were even worse.

The Kirigakure ninjas were actually afraid of the Konoha ninja named Baiyun Yeshan. They were afraid of fighting and war!

That's why the Third Mizukage came up with the idea of ​​self-sacrifice to create a hero. This hero of the Kirigakure will carry his head and step on his body to become the new Mizukage of the village.

A hero who kills everyone's hated power will naturally have unparalleled appeal, and the Terumi clan's massive strength will also give the new Kage supreme power.

The Fourth Mizukage, who has the final say, will announce a high-pressure rule, forcing the ninjas in the village to burst out with the spirit of enterprising and sacrifice until they can truly stand up again.

By that time, the Fourth Mizukage will sacrifice himself once again to become the new generation of Mizukage, thus ensuring that the Will of Water will be passed on forever.

The sacrifice of two generations of Mizukage and several generations of ninjas in exchange for a new Water Kingdom and a new Hidden Mist Village was the decision made by the Third Mizukage after careful consideration, and it was also the final duty of a kage.

There was no thrilling and touching written praise, nor was there a scene of crowds lining the streets to cheer. The Third Mizukage of the Hidden Mist Village just died by a small river not far from the village.

No one knows why Terumi Ten, the leader of the Anbu and the Mizukage's confidant, would betray his master. Perhaps no one cares why this happened.

The people and ninjas of the entire village were celebrating, celebrating the death of the incompetent and cowardly Third Mizukage, and celebrating the arrival of a new leader in the village that was shrouded in fog all year round.

The new Mizukage looked at the cheering crowd calmly, his angular face showing no expression, making it hard to guess what he was thinking. A beam of sunlight penetrated the thick fog and shone on him, decorating him like a shining golden man.

In fact, Terumi was only thinking of a few short words, but these few words are the true core of the will of water.

Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes!!!