"What? Group Master, you're not wrong?"

Xiao Ding was stunned. The group leader actually told him that grandpa would be burping.

Are you mistaken? My grandfather is only in his early sixties this year. Although he is only a One Star Dou King, he has a life of nearly two hundred years.

If someone now says his grandfather will burp in front of him, it would be strange if he doesn't get angry.

This was simply a curse to his elders and a powerful man in the fighting king, and it was a contempt of the Xiao family, a famous family in the imperial capital.

"Believe it or not." Gu Kun was too lazy to talk nonsense with Xiao Ding, so he got up from the bed, walked to the door and picked up the broom next to the door, carried the broom and went out...

"Haha, will my grandfather die? What a joke."

Xiao Ding, who had just stepped down, sneered at this, obviously not taking Gu Kun's words to heart.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and an old man in a long blue gown walked in and said nervously to Xiao Ding, "Young Master, it's not good."

"Uncle Fu, why are you so anxious? What happened?"

Xiao Ding looked at the old servant who suddenly broke in and asked blankly.

"The eldest master, the patriarch..." The old servant said with a heavy face and couldn't bear to say, "Die"

"What did you say?!! My grandpa is gone?"

Xiao Ding sat on the ground with his butt, as if something exploded in his mind, and with a bang, it was blank...

As the morning sun rises, the morning light shines through the vigorous and powerful green pine, and falls casually on the fine bluestone road under Wuzhuangguan.

Wuzhuang Temple gives people a simple and grand momentum, and you can't see the whole picture at first glance. It is surrounded by red brick walls several feet high, with green tiles covering the top of the walls, emitting a faint wave of formation.

On the red vermilion door several feet tall, there were several rows of brass nails neatly arranged, and a couplet was pasted on the door.

Immortal Palace, Immortality and Heavenly Shou Dao Family

A few large pillars that only two people can hold together to support the huge gatehouse. The surrounding walls, including the gate and gatehouse, have no decoration on them, but they do not feel simple at all.

A black plaque was hung in the middle, and three big characters were neatly written - Wuzhuangguan.

Outside the red lacquer gate, Gu Kun and Yang Xuan held a bamboo and wood broom in his hand. While sprinkling, the dust on the ground went in the direction of the broom, leaving behind clean bluestone.

"It's almost done." After stopping, Gu Kun turned his eyes to a three-meter-high stone tablet standing not far from the left side of the gate. Ten magic characters painted in the immortal Taoist texts were engraved on it.

Wanshou Mountain Blessed Land, Wuzhuang Temple Cave Heaven

Seeing that today's chores were finished, Gu Kun nodded and was about to return to his residence with a broom.

"Group owner! Something happened to my family!!!"

Suddenly, in the chat group that had not been moving, Xiao Ding directly tagged Gu Kun and added a crying expression.

"Brother Xiao, what happened?"

In a restaurant, Lu Ling, who hadn't had a full meal for a long time, was sitting at a table full of delicious food, eating voraciously. Seeing Xiao Ding bubbling in the group, he quickly stopped the chopsticks and asked in the group.

"My grandpa...he passed away last night." Xiao Ding continued to cry to the others.

Xiao Ding just heard his father Xiao Zhan say that his grandfather Xiao Lin went out to the Warcraft Mountains to train not long ago, but when he came back last night, he was covered in injuries and he was left with only one breath.

"Oh, my family will be relocated soon and leave the imperial capital." Xiao Ding said helplessly. Xiao Lin's death not only means that he has lost a relative, but also means that the Xiao family has lost the only Dou King and has completely become a third-rate family.

With such strength, you can't survive in this Holy City of Gama!

Otherwise, you will be defeated by other forces.

What breaks the world is the law of the jungle that preys on the weak. Even in the small place of Wutan City, after Xiao Ding’s father Xiao Zhan disappeared, the hostile family came to take advantage of the situation, let alone the imperial capital.

"Oh, I'm not as miserable as me."

Lu Ling put down his chopsticks and sighed silently in his heart. He was originally a young master of the landlord family who had no worries about food and clothing, but a flood flooded the entire village. He escaped with his sister and wandered around, often having a headache to fill his stomach.

"The group leader seems to know a lot."

Chuan Yun, who had not made any noise, saw this and interrupted in the group.

"Nonsense, who said I was a time traveler?"

Gu Kun nodded and spoke in the chat group again, "First, because I am the group leader; second, my master is a real Daluo."

"Da Luo?" Chuan Yun frowned. Could it be that immortals are also different from realms?

"The Daluo is omnipotent and omniscient, eternal time and space are free and free. In the eyes of my master, there is nothing to hide." Gu Kun was too lazy to pretend and directly confronted them with the three of them.

He is not as unfamiliar with pig's feet in some chat group novels as he has no background or backstage, and he also has to rely on fooling the group members to gain benefits.

A dignified Daluo person doesn't have to do such unqualified things at all.

"My master doesn't like this chat group, so I'll throw it to me."

After Gu Kun sent this message, the group members were shocked and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

Even the chat groups that can connect the heavens and all worlds are not favored. How powerful is it?!!!

"Then... can the immortals in the world where the group leader is located really live forever?" Chuan Yun came back to his senses and asked anxiously.

"As long as the monks on my side can enter the path of immortality, even the lowest level immortal, they will have a lifespan of 129,600 years, which is the number of the One Yuan Society," he paused, and Gu Kun added, "After the One Yuan Society, the heaven and earth society will suffer disasters, three disasters and nine difficulties, and the heavens and man and five declines, and you can live in the One Yuan Society after you pass."

"Twelve Nine Six Hundred Years"

Chuan Yun couldn't help but his heart beat faster and his breathing became rapid. The Emperor Yuhua, who created the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, lived for only ten thousand years before he could transform into a place. The immortals in the group leader could live for at least 129,600 years.

Not only Chuan Yun, but also Xiao Ding and Lu Ling were shocked.

Lu Ling: Can you live for so long? I heard that Qingyun Sect has only two thousand years of history.

Xiao Ding: Could this "Immortal" be the legendary Doudi?

"Ahem"

Just now when he returned to his residence, Gu Kun, who was drinking tea, was almost choked and laughed out loud.

For things like Doudi, it is a sea to pass through the vast world, and it is not even considered an immortal.

However, this chat group has a disadvantage. It does not divide the strength of the group members into several levels or levels, and only provides a comparison of the realm of different cultivation systems.

"I'll upload a group file immediately, and you'll understand it if you look at it."

Gu Kun was too lazy to waste his saliva and directly uploaded some of the realms of the three worlds cultivation systems.

After a while, the chat group became infuriated.
Chapter completed!