Chapter 441: Madara's Eternal Eye

The summer is scorching, and the high temperature exposure makes everyone drowsy. Time has entered August without knowing it. The Uchiha clan seems to have been affected by the scorching sun. People in the clan are unwilling to take to the streets at this time. .
For a while, it was deserted a lot. Thanks to the weather, these Tian Xuan's ears rarely heard the statement of war on Qianshou.
"Deputy patriarch, this is the family's grain harvest this year. I have already counted it. You can sign it and store it in the warehouse."
On the second floor of the Uchiha Conference Hall, Toyohiro Uchiha took the sorted documents and handed it to Hyun.
No matter which clan you are in, the issue of food is the top priority. After the harvest, you must show it to the patriarch to personally view it. However, Uchiha Madara had just undergone an eye change operation, and now his eyes were in the recovery stage, and everything in the clan was left to Xuan Lai.
Hyun looked at it roughly, and Uchiha's statistics were very detailed, which seemed clear at a glance.
Most of the Uchiha clan are ninjas, and they are good at fighting, so they can't help but catch the blind in farming.
Uchiha’s annual food is mostly produced by villages scattered in the territory, except for a very small part of the crops grown by women within the clan.
Uchiha provided protection to them in troubled times, and they used food as a tax, which was a win-win business.
In fact, not only Uchiha, but most of the ninjas in the Sengoku period follow this model.
"No problem, it can be put into the warehouse." Xuan signed his name.
Uchiha took the document, but didn't leave. Instead, he opened his mouth and said, "Deputy chief, how is the situation with the chief now?"
Xuan calmly said: "The situation has stabilized. The cloth can be removed in two days, and Senna's sadness of death has also stabilized."
Toyohiro Uchiha breathed a sigh of relief, "That's fine, it's the best that the patriarch can come out of grief."
"By the way, deputy patriarch, I have here two lists of newly reached peaks. You can see if you want to re-arrange a position for them. Now the family is very short of people."
Xuan raised his brows slightly, and took the list. The two were named Uchihaten and Uchihamoto, both of whom became the pinnacle of Shinobu not long ago.
Even for a big clan like Uchiha, Shinobu at the peak is a rare combat power, especially in the past few years with the constant wars with Senju, the loss of Shinobu at the peak is serious, and the fresh blood added is even more precious.
"Deputy chief, we have been fighting on all sides in the past few years. The clan members have suffered serious losses. Even the highest decision-making level has killed several people. Now Senna is gone, and the elder is sick and sick. Only three of us can take care of the entire clan. So, do you consider adding a few people to the top decision-making level?" Uchihato said casually.
Xuan Meng raised his head, glanced at him with deep meaning, and chuckled: "This matter, let's wait for Madara to recover completely. He is the patriarch of our Uchiha. By the way, these two people, Uchi Bourbon was sent to the frontline camp where the second elder was located. There was a shortage of manpower. Uchihaten went to the intelligence department. I was busy with my business and didn't have much time to manage. He could also help me share some pressure."
After dealing with this matter, Uchihatoyo left.
Xuan got up, stood on the windowsill and looked out, thinking slightly in his mind, it was obvious that what Uchiha Toyon would say just now had no meaning.
"Anyone on the peak of the group is eyeing the position of the highest decision-making level?" Xuan thought in his heart, but this is also normal and human nature.
Time is still in the quicksand like fingertips, and will eventually slip away when you are not paying attention.
After another two days, Xuan came to Madara's home after dealing with several important matters in the clan.
Sitting down by the window on the second floor, naturally a maid came to pour tea. Originally Madara was unwilling to be served by someone, and there has never been a maid at home.
It's just that he just changed his eyes, and now he can't see things, so he needs someone to serve him.
The third floor has been completely enclosed, and that floor was Senna’s residence before.
For about a minute, Madara came from a distance and sat down opposite Xuan with a white cloth covering his eyes, and his spirit seemed to have recovered.
"You are the patriarch, hiding at home in a hot day to cool off, but because of my suffering, I can hardly breathe all day long." Xuan opened the mouth and said with a relaxed tone.
A smile hung on the corner of Madara’s mouth, waved his hand to let the maid next to leave, and smiled:
Now you know that it’s not easy for me before. I lived like this back then. It’s like you. Every time I return to the clan, I go to Wenrou Town Once you hide, no one can see it."
Xuan shrugged and stopped continuing this topic, but since Madara would joke with himself, this was a good sign, indicating that his mentality had recovered.
"By the way, what's wrong with your eyes? Calculate the time. The blindfold should be removed.
Blotted head said: "I could remove it yesterday, but after being a half-blind person for so long, and being a true blind person for a few days, I suddenly didn't dare to remove the blindfold."
"Cut, don't make excuses, you just want to take advantage of this time to hide, I tell you, quickly put the blindfold off for me, that government affairs, I don't want to see it for a day." Xuan evil said fiercely.
"Haha." Madara chuckled lightly, without saying much, and started to remove the white cloth from his eyes in circles.
As the white cloth was removed, he opened his eyes, the long-lost gaze pierced into his eyes, making him close his eyes subconsciously, and then slowly opened them again after a while.
"How do you feel?" Xuanrao asked with interest, very curious. If it was correct, Ban Yin should be an eternal kaleidoscope.
Madara glanced around, everything was extremely clear, and there was no ambiguity before. A tyrannical force came from his eyes, endless, stronger than the kaleidoscope before.
His pupils revolved quickly, and his eyes turned blood red in the next moment, turning into a kaleidoscope pattern with three pillars sticking out.
It's like the fusion of Madara's kaleidoscope and Senna.
"This kind of power, the power that Senna left me, is so powerful."

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