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Zen, still using his mole hiding jutsu quickly headed down the mountain still submerged underground. Finally, he resurfaces. He looks back up the mountain after traveling a great distance from where he'd fought and stops. He reaches in his pouch and takes out a food supplement and munches it slowly. If he was going to get back safely he'd need all the power he could get to avoid any annoyances along the way. Sighing softly he focuses his chakra and begins to form hand signs.
Mokuton! Moku Bushin No jutsu! Two exact copies of Zen appear in front of him. He nods to each of them as it appears as if they know what to do without Zen explaining.
Zen takes to the air swinging around a tree branch and continuing on towards Iwa. The Bushin on his left begins to walk slowly as if taking his time strolling about. The other one however resubmerges into the ground once again and continues to proceed under the ground. The wind blows past Zen's face as he thinks back to his encounter with the Raikage and his report to the Tsuchikage. He also wondered who the nameless bushin that approached him was but quickly dismissed it. Anyone who would think so lightly of him to send a bushin instead of atleast sending a kage bushin wasn't worth Zen's time. He proceeded at a quick yet careful rate taking all his surroundings in all around him as he moved.