He used all his strength to slowly turn his body back inch by inch.
Behind him, there were two more people.
"Brother Zhuo, you...!"
One is his master Zhuo Buli.
There is also an old man.
He is extremely tall, with a face full of wrinkles, but his hair is black and shiny, with a faint sheen.
Su Mu looked at the old man in horror and almost peed his pants.
The aura of this old man was not strong, but it gave Su Mu the feeling of a galaxy.
Boundless, endless.
Unfathomable!
Compared to his master, his ancestor, and Alsace, the top powerhouses Su Mu had ever met, this old man was truly...unfathomable.
Su Mu knew that the master must have broken through some kind of realm, and now he must be in the divine realm.
But this old man is definitely not in the divine realm.
He didn't know what the divine realm was, but he concluded that this old man was not.
But...!
Above the realm of gods.
"Master, you...this...this is...!"
Su Mu immediately thought that this old man was one of the three ancestors of the Tianxing Sect who could not go out of seclusion.
Probably only these three ancestors can be above the divine realm.
Zhuo Buli smiled faintly at him but said nothing.
The old man raised his hand gently.
The dignified Zhuoxian actually bowed to the old man respectfully and then withdrew.
The old man looked at him and said directly:
"I am your grandpa."
Su Mu's jaw almost dropped in fright.
Immediately, I don't know why, but there was a burst of anger in my heart.
The young man knew that he was an orphan from the moment he wore crotchless pants.
What is an orphan?
The whole family died.
A grandpa appears now?
Is this old guy taking advantage of me?
You might say that considering your age, it doesn't matter if you ask me to call you grandpa.
Respect the old and love the young.
You want me to be your grandson as soon as you come up?
OMG!
Is this good enough?
"I am your grandpa!!"
Su Mu roared:
"I am your grandpa!"
Outside the door, Zhuo Buli's feet softened and he sat down on the ground.
This bastard boy!
Do you want to have a good day?
I'm a great man, what kind of things have I never done? I don't dare to be the least bit presumptuous in front of that person.
You are now better than your master.
"Haha, you little monkey, what are you thinking about? My name is Su Xuanji, also known as Yousu Xuanji, and I am your grandfather."
There was a complicated smile in the old man's eyes, and he looked at Su Mu and shook his head.
Su Mu's soul trembled, and he felt a cold air coming out from the bottom of his feet, which almost froze him into a popsicle.
He opened his mouth, but there was another wave of bad breath stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak at all.
Confused.
Completely confused.
Am I not an orphan?
Why is there suddenly an extra grandpa?
Su Mu felt weak all over, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, his face was slightly numb, and his ears were ringing.
His feet became even softer, and he fell directly to the ground.
But the next moment, Su Mu jumped up from the ground as if he was crazy.
"You damn old man, who do you think you are?"
"You said you are my grandfather, so I have to call you grandpa?"
"Go and dream about your spring and autumn dreams. Do you think you are awesome? If you are so awesome, why don't you roll the earth into glutinous rice balls and cook them?"
"I'm not your bullshit grandson, I'm an orphan."
Su Xuanji sighed softly, then stretched out his hand a little.
Su Mu immediately closed his eyes and fainted.
When he woke up leisurely, he found that he had returned to the courtyard where he had lived for fifteen years.
These bronze temples of the Tianxing Sect seem to be born with a magical function. They do not fall dusty or damp, and they are not bitten by insects or rats.
What was it like when Su Mu left, and what is it still like now.
Not even the futon on the ground, the portrait hanging on the wall, or the cup on the table were moved, everything seemed like yesterday.
Opening his eyes, Su Mu saw his master sitting cross-legged in front of him.
Yi Gulu crawled out, and Su Mu asked with a face covering his head:
"Brother Zhuo, what on earth is going on? If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for betraying your master. When the time comes, you will be a sinner for the ages."
Zhuo Buli glanced at him and asked with a smile:
"Why such a big reaction?"
Su Mu rolled his eyes:
"I said I am your grandfather, let's see if you react well."
Zhuo Buli chuckled:
"Do you know who that senior is? Do you know what your identity and origin are related to?"
Su Mu trembled all over and waved his hands repeatedly:
'Master, I beg you, I just want to live happily. Don't tell me anything else. It must be nothing more than that the whole family was wiped out by the enemy, and I was the only one left. Now that old guy
You have accomplished a great feat, and you have to lead me to show off, take me to fly, and seek revenge from my enemies. This routine was eliminated from online novels ten years ago."
Zhuo Buli stayed for a moment:
"Do you still read online novels?"
Su Mu pouted:
"If you don't look at it, no serious person would look at that crap."
Zhuo Buli glanced at him:
"Senior Xuanji is your biological grandfather. His strength has already transcended to the unknown realm. Your identity and life experience are of great importance. I can't reveal anything until you are under age. You got a treasure from Alsace.
, right? It’s what your grandfather left for you!”
Su Mu had already guessed it.
He also knew that ordinary people couldn't handle something as perverted as Fatty.
Not talking about the existence of Fatty, just talking about the magical storage device in the arm, the so-called imaginary number space, is far from what today's technology can achieve.
There is also research on folding space technology, but it is not even a start.
You guessed it.
But when it comes from the master's mouth, it's a different feeling.
Su Mu suddenly felt an extremely ridiculous feeling.
He glanced at the master carefully, and then asked tentatively:
"Brother Zhuo, I'm not... your son, am I?"
Zhuo Buli spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Su Mu then nodded to himself:
"It's okay if it's not. I'm afraid that our relationship, with a father and son between master, apprentice and brother, would be called an ethical disorder."
Zhuo Buli's handsome old face suddenly became a little embarrassed and gloomy.
When he looked at Su Mu, his look made Su Mu feel like a cold wind was running down his back.
"Brother Zhuo, what's that look in your eyes? You...are we really related to each other?"
Zhuo Buli glanced at him and said lightly:
"The Tianxing Sect has been inherited for millions of years, and only has the surnames Feng and Zhuo. The two surnames come from the same family, and the ancestors are brothers."
A thunder exploded above Su Mu's head, making everyone shiver:
"Hundreds...ten thousand years? Master, Brother Zhuo, Zhuo Buli, are you kidding me? What the hell am I...!"
Zhuo Buli glanced at Su Mu, his eyes calm;
"There is the Su clan, which originated from the fleeing royal family surnamed Feng 100,000 years ago. If we have to calculate according to the generations of the genealogy, the Su clan has been passed down for two generations in a hundred thousand years, while the Feng and Zhuo surnames have been passed down for three or even four generations in a hundred years.
so……!"
Zhuo Buli's tone suddenly became very sinister:
"According to the genealogy, you are still my ancestor for two hundred and fifty generations."