This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill

Chapter 483: Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Subduing Devils and Eliminating Monsters!

A few days later, Aoba met Sasori in a cave in a mountain.

To be honest, Hiruko was really too Ox. Every time Aoba saw him, he seriously doubted Sasori's aesthetic taste.

Even a human puppet could be changed, why did he have to make such an ugly one?

Then, just as he was about to complain, Sasori knocked him out with money the moment they met. "I have prepared 100 million taels this time. Help me hand it over to the sect and see how many contribution points can be exchanged."

Aoba immediately swallowed the words he was about to say, and then nodded silently.

Perhaps the aesthetic of rich people was very strange, just like the Little Principal Wang before he came here, didn't he like internet celebrity very much? The sharper his chin was, the more he was favored.

After explaining for Sasori in his heart, Aoba did not hesitate and directly threw a scroll over.

Little brother was so wise, he, as the big brother, could not be vague, right?

"I thought you would need this thing, so I helped you snatch it."

"Didn't you say that 4th Hokage, Kazekage, and Orochimaru were assassinated?"

Aoba nodded, "Orochimaru can't withstand a single blow, but he has all kinds of means to escape. He unexpectedly escaped in a moment of carelessness." 

Aoba did not make up any flawless story. Instead, he deliberately led Sasori to think about it himself, so that he would not have to explain it to Pain.

Sure enough, Sasori did not ask any further. He just nodded in agreement, "That 'little snake' is indeed a little slippery. After the leader issued the kill order for so long, it was still unable to deal with that guy. On the contrary, it let the snake hide away with the sand again, hehe."

After a mocking smile, Sasori was satisfied and collected the corpse of the sand back.

His new collection would soon have another piece of work.

"How much do you need? I will prepare it for you as soon as possible."

"Let's talk about it later. I don't need so many yellow-and-white things." Aoba decisively pretended to be 13!

Sasori gave him a big gift as soon as he came up.

In addition, the entire Land of Water was actually under his control. No matter what, he could be considered a rich person.

Talking about money?

Too vulgar!

A certain nouveau riche was a little inflated.

Sasori seemed to think so too, so after thinking for a while, he took out a few scrolls and threw them to Yasuo.

"This is my improved puppet technique and some of my experiences. The other scrolls contain some 'small' toys that I usually use to practice. Maybe it is not as perfect as the 'eternal puppet' in your hand, but I can only take out these things. Or if you have something you want, I can snatch it."

Sasori's 'unique secret book' and 'small toy'?

To be honest, Aoba was really a little interested.

It wasn't that he really wanted to play with puppets, but he suddenly remembered that Ranmaru that little guy often showed envious eyes when he was training.

Although he didn't know how to restore Ranmaru's walking ability, this puppet technique seemed to be very suitable for Ranmaru.

In this way, Ranmaru could not only move freely, but also had a certain level of self-protection ability.

It was just that he was not sure if Ranmaru had the talent of this side.

"Forget it. Let's try it when we get back."

"This is enough." Aoba accepted it and rejected Sasori's good intentions.

Sasori also knew that the deal was not equal, but he really could not take out what Yasuo wanted. Maybe he could make a good knife?

Sasori thought uncertainly and seemed to have some ideas.

This was the benefit of the stability set up by people. In addition to being affected by a certain buff, Sasori had already been fooled by him. Therefore, Sasori sincerely felt that Yasuo was too at a disadvantage. Moreover, he was a little too good to himself.

4th Mizukage and Hokage in his hands were both given to him by Yasuo, but he did not give anything good to Yasuo. This was not good!

"It seems that I have to go to Land of Iron first."

After Yasuo left, Sasori made up his mind.

......

On the other side, Aoba, who was full of harvest, was ready to go directly from Land of Hot Water to Land of Whirlpools ruins.

In this way, it was faster. Secondly, they did not need to pass through Land of Fire to avoid meeting acquaintances.

It was just that some people and things could not be avoided as they wished.

When Aoba arrived at Land of Hot Water's central town, he immediately found that the people here seemed to be holding some kind of carnival.

People were all wearing some kind of special bathrobe, holding spoons in their hands, walking in the same direction with laughter.

After finding that many people were looking at him with strange eyes, Aoba immediately noticed that his dress was really a bit too eye-catching.

In addition, he was also very curious about what was happening in front of him, so he borrowed a male bathrobe from the 'kind-hearted person' and changed into the appearance of the handsome ancestor Wu to gather in the crowd.

Although there was still a gap between his original appearance and handsome face, he could only make do with it.

Only then did he know that this day was the day that Land of Hot Water would worship the God of Hot Spring.

Later on in the wide field, no matter male or female, old or young, they could wear bath clothes to receive everyone's blessings.

As for what the blessing was.

Looking at the scoops in each person's hands, one would know that it was naturally hot spring water.

However, it was hot spring water that had cooled down. There were special water spots on the periphery of the square.

Otherwise, if the real hot spring water was poured over, it would be a murder scene!

Alright, Aoba did not want to know where this God of Hot Spring came from.

But didn't he feel that this was very similar to the splashing water festival he knew?

It was probably just that the clothes he wore were different and the water he used was different.

It was really particular!

As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since he had made it in time, Aoba decided to relax.

It was definitely not because he saw many drenched girls when he arrived at the square that he suddenly changed his mind.

Then, he was slapped in the face by a 'wave'!

He could dodge it, but there was no need.

Several beautiful girls were looking at him with burning eyes, as if they were waiting for his 'blessing'.

You don't know the immensity of the world, and you are still here?

You don't put me in your eyes at all!

Aoba couldn't help but sigh. He had already used the Transformation Spell to become so 'ugly'. How could this still happen?

However, since you little demons are sincerely challenging me, then don't blame me for adding a BUFF to you!

Prepare to catch the demon!

Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

Great Law Mantra!

World Sovereign Ksitigarbha!

Like a Buddha!

Golden Mountain Temple, a demonic forbidden area, as sweet as a tiger!

Boom!

Along with a string of magic spells that suddenly rose in his heart, Aoba immediately transformed into a sea of magic (with tattoos, the most social one). He immediately stood in front of the frightened eyes of several fairies and raised a

"Evildoer, where are you going!"