"You..." Jiraiya suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat, "Do you really think so?"

"What do you think?"

"Eternal life?" Jiraiya looked serious.

"Not interested." Naruto waved his hand, "I'm only a few years old, I'm just talking casually. Oh, by the way, I'm not very interested in ninjutsu either."

What interest can there be in using a cheating device? After a long time, you will get tired of it.

Not to mention eternal life, he was originally a stranger in a foreign land, and death was already a thing of the past for him. After all, he had died once, so there was nothing to fear.

What's more, he knows that the source of ninjutsu in this world is Otsutsuki. The immortality that Orochimaru pursues does not exist unless he seizes Otsutsuki's body and uses wedges to reincarnate and resurrect.

Scorpion's puppet core and Orochimaru's immortal reincarnation also prove that the consciousness of ninjas can actually be constantly transferred like Otsutsuki's wedge.

The road to eternal life is the process of abandoning the human body and constantly refining it to become Otsutsuki. But Otsutsuki is not immortal, there is a god at the end of Otsutsuki.

Ashura and Indra are just filial sons of Otsutsuki. The end of ninjutsu is for Otsutsuki to become a mutant and go to the deep space of nothingness.

He saw the end of Ninjutsu at a glance, and the system kept adding points to the blue, so he was naturally otherworldly. Not to mention eternal life, if it was not necessary, he would not be very interested in Ninjutsu.

As the saying goes, who is the best at the end of ninjutsu? Once you see the system, it will become empty. If you are strong, the system will automatically add dark blue points, and he will be crushed to death in any mess in the future.

Jiraiya: "...Although I want to remind you not to follow Orochimaru's old path, but you... are too negative."

"There's nothing wrong with being passive. Not everyone wants to keep getting stronger. Erotic fairy, if I were really positive, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see me."

Naruto paused deliberately and lowered his voice.

"Whether you're looking for the son of prophecy or you're recruiting a new disciple. I don't care, but don't hit on me. Lecherous Immortal, to be honest with you, I don't really believe what Toad Immortal says."

"You don't believe it? Do you know how long Toad Immortal has lived?" Jiraiya took a sip of wine, "Its predictions have never failed once."

"Is it right to live as long as you can?" Naruto had a look of disdain on his face, looked around for no one, and lowered his voice, "I will believe it if you let it live a second life."

"What are you talking about?" Jiraiya stretched out his hand and flicked Naruto, "Don't look at Toad Sage's end, he may be able to kill you."

"Tsk, what's the comparison between a human and a toad?"

When Naruto stood up, he looked at the sliding shoji door and said.

"The lustful immortal, maybe he will be able to live a second life in the future. There is still a long time, so don't talk too much. However, some people are destined not to survive that time."

"Let's go, the land of rain."

After shouting, he saw Jiraiya behind him and said nothing. He couldn't help but look back. Jiraiya looked hesitant, as if he was in the midst of a battle between heaven and man.

"What? Changed your mind again?" He frowned and said.

"No, are you hungry? Do you want to find a place on the street to have a meal first?" Jiraiya asked.

"I don't... hmm?" He noticed something was wrong and touched his chin, "You couldn't have ordered something strange, right? Two hours?"

"How...how is it possible, I..."

In the end, Naruto forcibly dragged Jiraiya away with a sneer on his face. Are you kidding me, waiting another day for something like that? He couldn't wait any longer and wanted to pull out Nagato's oxygen tube right away.
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Master and apprentice, an old man and a young man, hurriedly set out on the road.

Jiraiya let out a long sigh, which made Naruto's ears tingle. He thought to himself, "Hey, this old man is so annoying, why don't you just interrupt him to collect information? Is it necessary!"

"Lovable Immortal, I won't say anything about your selection of materials, but it's too much to only select the proprietress of a romantic shop for your materials." He couldn't bear it and said, "This kind of behavior of yours is always the same no matter what time you do it.

Quite an explosive existence."

"What do little brats know?" Jiraiya muttered, "Don't worry about adults' affairs."

"If nothing else, you lustful immortal. Now we are master and apprentice in name only, but since my strength is not inferior to yours now, you'd better respect me more."

Naruto sneered and said unceremoniously.

"When we arrive at the Land of Rain and I rescue you, we will discuss our own affairs. If necessary, you must address me as Bishop Naruto."

"Dream, I, Toad Sage of Mt. Myoboku, have not even used one ten thousandth of my abilities. How can I, a little genin like you, get my turn... genin or chuunin?"

"I'm already a chuunin."

"Oh, it's not the turn of a little chuunin like you to speak arrogantly!"

"I have already killed four members of the Akatsuki organization." Naruto said, "When you, an old comrade in his fifties, take action, the day lily will be cold."

"Whether the ninja world is in chaos or not depends on me."

"Arrogant!" Jiraiya felt a chill on his face.

"Don't worry about me being arrogant or not. Just watch whether I kill the leader of the Akatsuki organization. Don't stop me when I do it."

"What am I doing to stop you? You're really... talking nonsense." Jiraiya said, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he felt inexplicably comfortable.

Over the past few decades, he has taken on many disciples. Some are as stunning as Yondaime, and others are as persevering as Nagato Konan Yahiko.

But only the annoying disciple in front of him who was proficient in all kinds of jokes was the most popular in his heart. Minato, Nagato Yahiko, and Konan were all too serious.

Naruto is very similar to him. The two are more like friends than master and apprentice. The older a person gets, the fewer people he can talk to.

It takes about two days to travel from Yu no Kuni to Rain no Kuni.

Jiraiya is not like Yamato who does things strictly. He is not in a hurry and finds a small market to settle down before the sun sets.

"Collecting intelligence is also a very important part of the mission. Don't underestimate these details." Jiraiya tidied himself up and prepared to go out with a cheerful face.

"You go ahead, I'm too lazy to go." Naruto was lying on the sofa in the hotel, looking languid. He already had enough information.

"You are really boring." Jiraiya closed the door.

The light in the room disappeared, and a corner of the sofa was swallowed up by darkness. Naruto covered his eyes with his hands and lay there for about ten minutes. He reached for his waist.

There was a rustling sound from the sofa, and he took out a crude thing similar to a micro-communication, about the size of half a palm.

A simple box covers the electronic components inside. The red and green short lines are thick and connected horizontally and vertically, without any sense of beauty at all.

Even so, he still held it carefully and pressed the only red button. The only tiny red light on the surface of the device flashed rhythmically, as if it was breathing.

In the dark living room, the red light flashed continuously for several minutes. Naruto stared at the red light motionless, and time passed slowly, as if a century had passed.

At a certain moment five minutes later, the flashing red light suddenly jammed and quickly turned green a second later. The hoarse sound of electricity came, echoing in the empty living room.

The sound of electric current lasted for half a minute, and then suddenly became quiet. His breathing could be heard throughout the living room, the lines of his jaw were smooth, and his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

According to Jiraiya's evaluation of him, he looks like a handsome boy with yellow hair when he is not talking. Of course, the premise is that he is not one thousandth as handsome as the Myoboku Sage.

The climate in Xiaoji Town is humid, it is April, and water vapor is lingering on the walls. Water droplets fall along the exquisitely decorated tiles of the hotel, leaving small streams of water on the walls.

On the red sofa in the center of the living room, a thin and clean young man was holding an extremely simple small device. He opened his mouth, cleared his throat and asked.

"Ino?"

There was a sizzling sound, and another sound of electric current came. Then

Then he fell into silence, and he waited patiently, when he doubted whether this thing was malfunctioning.

Another burst of electricity came, followed by a clear, bright and cautious voice.

"Well...it's me."

Ino was at home alone, the lights in the living room were turned off, and she was alone in her room upstairs. A small pile of electronic components were scattered aside, and she kept writing and drawing under the desk lamp.
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My father is busy with work, and he is even more busy during this period. My mother is also busy taking care of the flower shop, and sometimes goes to the Intelligence Department to accompany her father. It seems that Ino is the only one who is superfluous.

It's obviously a movie about three people, but she still can't have a name.

In her opinion, her parents are busy and loving, and at least her father will not take the initiative to work overtime. She also occasionally learned from her mother that her father worked overtime just for the sake of the family.

After the vacation, she basically stayed in the Hokage's office. She didn't have to go to work most of the time, and she definitely couldn't go back to the Intelligence Department, so she stayed at home and focused on researching new technologies.

Setting foot in a new field is not as difficult as she imagined. After putting in some effort, she still achieved some great results.

This includes the simple communicator she gave to Naruto, which uses chakra technology to maintain communication and has a delay of about ten seconds.

She had already finished taking a shower and was sitting on the chair, planning to continue studying, with her wet hair hanging down. Suddenly she saw the communicator placed in the most conspicuous position of the desk light up, and her breathing became rapid.

She pressed the button carefully, and after a long wait. Amidst the buzzing sound of electricity, a voice finally came from the other side.

"Ino?"

So cool! Will a boy’s voice change when he goes out?

In fact, his voice didn't change, and his tone didn't change either. It's just that Naruto wasn't sure whether the rag Ino made was useful, so he was careful with his tone.

It seems that if the sound is louder, this thing that is simpler than a classic car will be shattered immediately. In fact, that thing is much stronger than grandpa's wheelchair.

She could picture his current appearance just by the sound of his voice. Based on her understanding of Naruto, he was the kind of person who could lie down and never stand.

At this moment, I was probably wearing loose clothes, lying comfortably somewhere, in a small alone space, and pressed the communicator button.

Her head was leaning somewhere, her jawline was clear, and her Adam's apple that had been bitten by her stood out. Her eyes were careless, seemingly out of focus, and looked a little cold and indifferent.

With just one sentence, Ino pictured all of Naruto's talking states in her mind. It was as if the person was right opposite her, separated by a thin membrane.

"Can you hear me?" Naruto asked.
To be continued...