Seeing Xuan stand up, Madara sighed relieved.

Madara, who has not yet been betrayed, is difficult to be cruel to the Uchiha tribe, especially when Izuna asked him to protect the Uchiha tribe before her death, which was more like a needle piercing into his heart.

He himself knew that if the tribesmen cried for a longer time, they might give up their previous claims.

Fortunately... Fortunately, there is mystery.

"Why, why no one is talking? Didn't he scream loudly just now?" Xuan put his hands on his back and glanced at the tribe members present.

In his eyes, some of the faces of the young man turned red. He opened his mouth to say something but could not make a sound. That was the result of being suppressed by his own chakra.

This is exactly the result he wants. He knows deeply that the problem of hatred, especially the problem of racial hatred, cannot be justified.

They cannot convince them through words. Now letting them go to chakra's suppression and letting them speak, countless tribe members will definitely stand up and confront them. No matter how high their reputation is, it will be useless.

The best way to deal with this situation is like now, you guys sit honestly and listen to me alone.

"Do you not convinced? You think I am using my strength to suppress you, and I think I am helping Qianshou speak?" Xuan's eternal kaleidoscope rotated and said coldly.

It was quiet below and no one spoke, because it should be said that no one could speak, but through their eyes, they really mean that.

"madness!"

Xuan shouted coldly and cursed angrily: "Hate, hatred, you know how to keep these two words on your lips all day long, but do you know the meaning of these two words and the price of these two words."

"For countless years, Uchiha and Chiaju have fought for years, holding the belief of eliminating them. What is the result? Has the purpose been achieved? Has the revenge been repaid?"

Xuan's voice suddenly increased, "No, we didn't get anything substantial, the only thing we gained was the corpses of the tribesmen on the battlefield, and more hatred.

Among those dead tribe members, there are your brothers, your parents, and your children. Do they really want you to avenge them? Maybe they think, after all, no one wants to die in vain, but they absolutely do not want you to take your lives to avenge them."

"In terms of hatred, I am no less than you. My parents also died in the war with Qianshou. I have never even seen them and were adopted by my uncle since I was a child.

But a few years ago, my uncle died under Qianshou's conspiracy, and I will never forget these hatreds, but I will not be blind. Because I know that it is meaningless, we have fought Qianshou before, but we have nothing except new casualties."

Xuan looked at the tribe members below and changed his tone: "What should we do at this time? What can we do? Are we going to continue to fight against Qianshou? Maybe, but have you ever thought about the living people, and have you ever thought about your living relatives? If you die on the battlefield for revenge, what will they do? Your injured parents and young children, you really have to leave them alone in this world."

Xuan Shen sighed deeply, "Don't be stupid. Touch your heart. Your heart beats so strongly. Only when it beats, you have hope and your family has hope. Do you don't want to use your hands to create a peaceful world for them?

To temporarily abandon hatred, peace is not far away. Thousand Hands have ancestors like us. We are all descendants of the Six Paths of Immortals. The bloodlines of Immortals should not be killed by themselves. As long as we join forces, peace can be obtained."

Countless tribes bowed their heads and were infected by Xuan's words. They remembered their newborn children, their brothers who were injured on the battlefield sounded, and they thought about what they looked like after they died in battle, and they burst into tears silently.

Xuan nodded secretly and shouted in his heart that there was something to do. The art of language is to let others follow your ideas, rather than letting them talk back to you.

Gong believes that Mouth Escape should be a basic skill of a boss. Even if he cannot fully tap this skill like Chiju Hashima and Uzumaki Naruto, he must at least reach the advanced level, otherwise how can he fool others in the future?

Thinking of this, he thought it was necessary to add a little more effort, "I might as well tell you a set of data. Since the last final battle between Kazuma and Gu, the family's losses have been overwhelmed and cannot support the next overall war.

If anyone of you wants to take revenge, you can go to Chiwa to die by yourself, I will never stop you, but if you still choose to stay in Uchiha and think you are a member of Uchiha, then stay with me honestly."

Bang!

He stomped his feet, and a big pit appeared on the ground, and a cold look appeared in the eternal kaleidoscope, "Go back and think about whether you are blinded by hatred. Finally, I would like to add that the ceasefire with Thousand Hands was decided by the clan leader and I personally decided, and it will not be changed. In addition, the alliance ceremony with Thousand Hands will be held in three days. Elder Feng, please prepare."

"Yes." Uchiha Fung responded quickly.

"Split up!" Xuan shouted loudly. As he spoke, the terrifying chakra that permeated the hall quickly subsided. Countless Uchiha people only felt a lighter in their hearts. The invisible pressure disappeared, and they regained their ability to speak again.

However, after Xuan's roar, they did not dare to say anything more at this time. They looked at Xuan and Ban with complicated expressions and left the conference hall silently.

Half an hour later, all the tribe members had left, and only Madara, Gui, and Uchiha Feng were left in the hall.

Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, came to Ban's seat, picked up the teapot on the table and poured it into his mouth, "I've been yelling for so long, I'm so thirsty."

Madara sighed lightly and whispered: "Fortunately you are here this time, otherwise I really don't know what to do when facing the reaction of the tribe members."

Xuan put down the teapot, waved his hand helplessly, turned to Uchiha Feng and said, "Elder Feng, please let me know now that the news of our alliance with Qianshou will be released in three days. Remember, it must be spread loudly and quickly."

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Chapter completed!