Under the operation of Shisui, all the elderly people present were injected with medicine.
The moment the injection was administered, immediate changes occurred in the old man's body.
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the white hair of these old people turned into blue hair, their cloudy eyes became brighter, their saggy skin became tight, their withered muscles gradually bulged, their bones became hard, and their fallen teeth grew back.
The old people caressed their smooth skin, feeling their rejuvenated hearts pounding in their chests and breathing extremely smoothly.
At this moment, all the decaying atmosphere faded from the body, and he once again returned to the youthful vitality he had experienced many years ago.
Power is flowing in the blood.
"I... have really become younger..."
"Well... this powerful body..."
"Haha, I have recovered, even the hidden wounds on my body are gone!"
"Ah, this is how I was when I was young. It's completely different from just now."
Some of these people who have regained their youth are smiling, some are crying, and some have complex expressions...
These people's reactions were mixed and colorful, but they felt joyful and moved from the bottom of their hearts.
Even the young people around him widened their eyes in shock when they saw this scene with their own eyes.
"It really, really works!"
"A miracle, it's really a miracle!"
"Grandfather, Grandfather, were you so handsome when you were young?"
"Grandma, you have really become younger, that's great!"
Immediately the courtyard was filled with people's unbelievable exclamations.
The air seemed to be colored by people's unprecedented vitality and was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Even Kenma was infected by everyone's joy and his expression relaxed a lot.
Next to him, Shimazu Toyohisa, who was in his twenties, touched his body, with surprise on his face and uncontrollable joy in his eyes.
"Kenma, I never thought that one day I would be like this. I owe you all this."
"Grandfather, seeing how young you look now, I feel more relieved."
Kenma's eyebrows relaxed, revealing a hint of joy.
Shimazu Toyohisa smiled silly and then waved his hand.
"I have become so young now, so don't continue to call me Grandfather. It feels very awkward."
Before, he looked like he was in his fifties, so when someone called him Grandfather, there was no problem.
But now, as he continues to be called Grandfather by Kenma, he himself is blushing with embarrassment.
He pondered for a moment and said with a hearty smile, "Kenma, just call me by my name. If you are really embarrassed, just add an honorific."
In fact, Kenma also has this subtle feeling in his heart.
He yelled Grandfather to a person about the same age as himself... This situation happened when he was in the countryside in his previous life.
But even in my previous life, I would never shout out normally. At most, I would just call out "ye" during the Chinese New Year and holidays.
He thought for a while and asked tentatively, "So... Mr. Shimazu? Mr. Toyohisa? Mr. Grandfather, which one do you think is better?"
"Whatever, as long as you like it."
After Kenma and Shimazu Toyohisa finished chatting, they looked at Nobunaga on the side, curiosity flashing in their eyes.
"Nobunaga, I can't believe that you only returned to the way you are now. Why don't you become younger?"
Now Nobunaga has regained his black hair and his skin has become firmer, but he still has wrinkles, an unshaven face, and a weather-beaten look.
He looks like a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties.
Nobunaga sighed, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.
"I also thought about changing my appearance to look younger, but then I thought about it, I died at this age, but I wasted all these years in Soul Society... Now we are going to start a new hegemony, so naturally I want to continue with this appearance."
"It doesn't matter anyway, just treat it as a little willfulness for so long after my death."
Kenma nodded gently.
"This is your freedom, just do as you like."
Yoichi on the side came over and said, "Kenma, look at me, am I getting younger too?"
Kenma looked at Yoichi, whose appearance had not changed at all, and shook his head.
Nobunaga said rudely, "You haven't changed at all, why are you wasting this precious medicine?"
"I'd love to, wouldn't I?"
The two of them exchanged words with each other, and then started fighting.
Kenma ignored the noisy two people, bypassed their position, and came to the tall figure holding Guan Dao in the courtyard.
"Newgate, it seems that your condition has indeed improved a lot."
Kenma raised his head and looked at the great pirate in front of him who once stood at the top of the world.
At this time, Whitebeard also returned to his youthful appearance.
That radiant and dominating attitude.
The wrinkles on his face have disappeared, his wavy golden hair is casually draped over his shoulders, and his exposed chest has clear muscles, which are full of explosive power at first glance.
The way he moves his hands and feet exudes the confidence of a strong man, which is intimidating.
When I saw it was Kenma, Whitebeard, I couldn't help but smile, my eyes full of gratitude.
"Gu la la la, I have to thank you Kenma Boss for this. I never thought that I would encounter such an adventure after death."
Whitebeard's laughter vibrated in all directions, like a loud bell, deep and long.
His speaking voice was no longer as decayed and weak as before, but became full of energy, sonorous and powerful.
Even the crescent-like Whitebeard hanging on his face is much taller and straighter than before.
Seeing Whitebeard and Kenma in this state, they couldn't help but feel satisfied.
"You still look good the way you look now, especially your hair."
Speaking of this, there was a hint of teasing in Kenma's tone.
After injecting medicine into Whitebeard before, my scalp felt itchy, so I took off the black silk brocade on my head.
And his hairstyle at that time was exposed to everyone.
A crescent-like hair was tied on his head.
Kenma only glanced at it and almost failed on the spot. It took a lot of effort to suppress the laughter that was tumbling in his heart.
He didn't expect that Whitebeard's hairstyle in old age would be exactly the same as his beard.
Even though a long time has passed, Kenma still can't help but laugh every time he thinks of that scene.
Whitebeard didn't feel anything.
"I am Whitebeard, my beard is my symbol, and so is my hair."
He touched the top of his head that had become lush again, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled heartily.
"Although my hair now... feels good, it's ancient."
Next to Whitebeard, Ace heard Old Man's cheerful smile, and saw such a young Old Man, feeling warm in his heart.
He looked at Kenma in front of him and bowed deeply.
"Big Boss, we all see everything you have done to Old Man... Such a great kindness, I can't thank you enough... We will never forget it."
"If anything happens in the future, just give us your orders. Even if we risk our lives, we will definitely complete it and we will never let you down."
Behind Whitebeard and Ace, a group of ferocious pirates couldn't help but burst into tears and sighed.
"I can't believe... I can't believe that I can still see Old Man like this."
"So touching... oooooooo!"
"Boss Enma, Ace is right. From now on, your business is our business. If you have any instructions, just ask."
"King Enma, you are our savior! Benefactor!"
People in the courtyard were laughing and noisy, and the atmosphere here became more and more enthusiastic and noisy.
And in such a lively scene, Whitebeard's next words pushed the atmosphere on the court to a climax.
"To celebrate this moment, and for the kindness of Kenma Boss!"
Whitebeard paused, and his voice became louder and louder.
"Young ones! There's a party!"
"Oh oh oh, let's have a party!"
People's emotions were detonated on the spot by this passage, like gasoline encountering Mars, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly entered a boiling state.
The courtyard was filled with extreme joy.