Ninja at the top of the food chain

Chapter 1188 Longevity
"I don't dare to obey the order, but there are some things that I want to ask the immortal to clarify."

The daimyo smiled and waved his hands, his chubby cheeks almost squeezed his eyes into a thin slit, the white clone looked at the other party, although he didn't want to play charades, but he still held his temper for the time being, put down his wine glass, and put on a listening expression .

"I know that immortals have great supernatural powers. They have the ability to meridian the heavens and the latitudes and the earth. They have the power to see into the darkness. Life and death are just a matter of effort. Changing the sky and the earth with a thought is also a feat of turning the palm of your hand."

"Even the dead, as long as you want, you can bring them back to life."

A bunch of flattery poured into her ears, and the white clone raised her eyebrows, with a puzzled expression on her face. She didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the famous gourd, so praising herself like this probably meant a lot.

"You may not know that this old man is eighty-three this year, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse. Seeing that he will be buried in the ground soon, the poor heirs only know how to fight for power and profit. It's really worrying."

After the compliment was over, the daimyo changed the subject. While speaking, he gently wiped the corners of his eyes. Although the expression was very fake, the white avatar could still tell that when the other party said this, there was still a bit of worry.

"The situation in the Kingdom of Wind is not peaceful. There are powerful enemies outside and disputes among the princes inside. If this old man dies at this time, hundreds of millions of people will fall into a situation of eternal doom. This is completely predictable."

Having said that, Daming paused, and secretly glanced at the white avatar. Seeing that there was no reaction, he simply turned his heart and said cautiously: "So, what the old man wants to know is, Immortal...do you have the method of longevity?"

The daimyo's thoughts were clearly revealed at this point. The white avatar raised the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, and did not answer directly. He just tapped his fingers on the table and asked with a half-smile: "So what if you have it? So what if you don't have it?"

There is a door!

Daming's heart trembled suddenly, a few drops of sweat slipped from his forehead, but he still tried to stay calm, and he also put on a smiling expression, without answering directly: "I know that immortals don't seek money, they don't seek profit, they only like fame, how about so……"

"As long as you can meet the old man's needs, then the old man is willing to confer you as the maiden of the gods, take the throne of gods, surpass ten thousand people, and be worshiped by the people of the Kingdom of Wind day and night, and enjoy the incense in this world forever. What do you think?"

It has to be said that the daimyo is very accurate in his pursuit. This fat old man is really a talent. If the fire country daimyo of the α world line has his knowledge, wouldn't there be a capitalist revolution?

Thinking of this, the white avatar was naturally moved. She stroked her chin unconsciously and murmured. After a while, she realized that this avatar had no beard and was a woman.

"Well, yes, but let's forget about the priestess of God..." Noticing the anxiety looming in Daimyo's eyes, the white avatar smiled and waved his hands, explaining: "I forgot to mention, I'm actually a man."

"So, compared to the title of witch, I prefer the term national teacher."

"I don't know your name, what do you think?"

The daimyo doesn't care whether the white avatar is a man or a woman, whether he is called a national teacher or a witch. For him, there is only one most important thing at the moment, and the immortal has already agreed to it!
Hula stood up, the fat accidentally knocked off the wine glass, and fell to pieces on the ground, but the daimyo didn't care, he just focused his eyes on the white clone, took a deep breath, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Master, what should I do?"

The white clone also stood up, smiled and replied:

"You don't have to do anything, you just need to witness the miracle."

After all, the index finger radiated a little light and touched the daimyo's forehead. The latter opened his eyes nervously, his face full of anticipation, while the white avatar closed his eyes and meditated, sensing something on the surface, but it was really just pretending.

What is really sensing is the four-dimensional body hidden in another dimension.

The real need of the daimyo is to prolong life. Although the white clone cannot improve the essence of life by manipulating genetic mutations like Alaya, she can go back in time, make the other party younger, and extend life sideways.

Although it is time rewinding, the white avatar is still useless against the current. After all, the reverse flow will not only erase the memory, but the length of time for the rewinding is also extremely limited, which is far less powerful and efficient than the time interception function.

Today, under the continuous nourishment of the power of faith, with the strength of the spiritual power of the white clone, if she interferes with a mortal's timeline without considering all kinds of consumption, then she can directly intercept the timeline of the other person when he was just born.

Of course, as far as the content of the transaction is concerned, it is obviously impossible to do so.

Therefore, after 5 minutes, when the four-dimensional body has been tracking the daimyo's 50-year-old segment, her choice is to make a discount and trace the other party's age back to 60 years old.

"Okay."

Slowly opening his eyes, the white avatar retracted his fingers and nodded slightly. Seeing this, the daimyo stepped back a few steps, moved his hands and feet with excitement, twisted his waist, and finally jumped up and down, his fat body trembling wildly.

"It seems...become a little more comfortable, and a lot more flexible."

After a long time, the daimyo finally calmed down. After some examinations, he clearly felt the changes in his body, as if he was ten years younger. Although there are still some shortcomings, this just shows:

Immortals only care about prolonging life, nothing else.

"You should be aware, right? My age has probably returned to around 60 years old, while your original age is 83 years old. In other words, I gave you 23 years of life expectancy."

With his hands behind his back, Bai Fen walked slowly in front of the daimyo, slowly opened his right palm, and shaped an ice mirror, aiming at the daimyo's face, allowing him to take a closer look at his current appearance.

Through the picture reflected by the ice mirror, Daimyo quickly came to the conclusion that he had indeed become younger, whether it was wrinkles, the number of age spots, or other subtle factors, it could be proved everywhere.

So, he turned his gaze to the face of the white clone, and said seriously:

"National Teacher, this old man will be a good collaborator."

Although the white avatar only gave him 23 years of life, from the daimyo's point of view, the other party is not incapable of giving more, but just waiting for him to fulfill his promise after showing sincerity.

"About the canonization, I want to hear about your specific arrangements." The white avatar didn't respond, threw off the ice mirror, sat down again, and waved to the daimyo, who hurriedly approached, as if he had already prepared a draft, quickly road:

"National Teacher, although the old man can directly promote this matter by promulgating a decree, if you want the people to truly worship you, you still need to use some means and cooperate with the government to achieve the effect of falsehood."

"False ones?" With a slanted look at the daimyo, the white avatar sneered and said, "You have just seen my ability, do you think it's fake? Or, do you think I'm deceiving you?"

Realizing that the white avatar was expressing dissatisfaction, the daimyo quickly shook his head and said, "Of course I trust the national teacher, but the people are generally ignorant and only believe what they see with their own eyes. I'm afraid they can't understand your supernatural powers."

"Compared to opening a medical clinic, treating terminal illnesses, and increasing life expectancy, this old man agrees more: create sensational, eye-catching events, and fully demonstrate your divine power."

"In this way, both efficiency and effect will be greatly improved."

(End of this chapter)