The Taoist of Konoha

In the Age of Declining Dharma, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had been severed.

At the summit of Kunlun, Li Qingfeng faced his final tribulation. Seven of the nine heavenly bolts of lightning had already passed, and the Great Dao was almost within reach.

A cosmic wind swept in from the void, tearing his physical body to pieces. His true spirit, clutching a broken immortal sword, plunged into endless darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of old yet warm hands and a golden-haired baby wailing loudly.

"This child... appeared that same night, just like Naruto," sighed the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, as he carried the baby and the Nine-Tails jinchuriki back to the Hokage Tower.

Li Qingfeng closed his eyes in his swaddling clothes, sensing the unfamiliar yet familiar atmosphere of this world.

There was spiritual energy here! It was restrained by some kind of force, but it truly existed!

His path had not been cut off.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.