Immortal Ancient Universe, Pure Demon Domain Edge Starry Sky, Demon Planet.

This is a chaotic planet of immortal cultivation, people of any race can meet here, there is no legal system, the truth is fists.

And the top forces on the planet are the four major families, and the four families are...... Road...... Will...... Elegant...... Empty......

And at this moment, the empty underground, this place has been hollowed out, and the scope is so wide, it is not an exaggeration to say that the dungeon is not exaggerated.

In the central square, tens of thousands of core clan people gathered, and the reason for their convergence made them sad, the empty old man who founded the family had reached the limit, and now he had more breath and less inhalation, and he could ...... at any time Hiccup.

The empty old man was lying on the bed made for him with Binglan Hanyu, and he tried to support his head, but he couldn't.

He is too old, as a human race, even if he has the cultivation of returning to the void, he can only live for a maximum of 20,000 years, and then his soul is exhausted and the aura of life dissipates.

"Father, what do you want to say?"

An old man dressed in black bowed forward, this is the only son of the empty old man, there is no way, he is too dedicated, he only loves one, and the whole family still relies on the old man in black to open the branches.

Of course, without him in charge, the family would not have grown up smoothly.

"I, I ......"

The empty old man's voice was too small, and he spoke like only the sound of the exhaled wind, and the old man in black had to lean his ear forward.

"Help me up...... Get up, I'm still ...... Still alive. ”

The empty old man refused to accept the old age, closed his eyes after speaking, rested and opened them again.

"Father, good. ”

The old man in black was silent for a moment before agreeing, he bent over, helped the empty old man, and let him lean his back against him.

The empty old man looked down at the central square, and the dense crowd of clansmen stood up, all looking at this side.

"Family. ”

The empty old man opened his mouth to speak, but there was no sound.

Looking back on the past, I grew up on this planet, lived in intrigue all my life, and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals step by step from a mortal, this way, intertwined with joys and sorrows, betrayal, love, brothers, and enemies.

Every breakthrough in the realm is so pleasant.

Every time of despair, when of sadness, when of fear, it is so impressive.

As an ordinary mortal, it is enough to be proud of such an achievement.

The empty old man recalled the scenes of every moment in the past, and finally sighed and figured it out, the final enemy is not the erosion of time, and time passes.

"Shocking feathers!"

The empty old man transported the mana in his body and circulated throughout his body, as if he had returned to the light, and his face became younger.

This was the last struggle, if he didn't use his mana, he could hold out for a few more days, but now, the mana is gone, that is, when the lights go out.

"Father, you said. ”

The old man in black felt a little blocked in his heart.

"I have nothing to regret in my life, from a poor boy herding cattle to the current monk who has returned to the void, and has started a family, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with. ”

The empty old man spoke much more neatly and clearly, and his eyes were full of reminiscence, "It's your mother, who went earlier than me, and now I'm going to see her too." ”

The old man in black was silent, not knowing how to answer.

The empty old man's hand flashed, and he took out an ink-black marble magic weapon from the storage space, which was the novel reading magic weapon issued by Mo Yan.

"It's ......"

The old man in black was puzzled, he saw that this was a magic weapon, but he didn't know what it was for.

"This is a novel reader, and I have been with me since I first stepped into the cultivation path, and I have been with it until now. ”

The empty old man stared at the black bead, as if thinking about something, and was silent for a while before answering.

"Novels?"

The old man in black really didn't know that his father was still reading novels, and he was really a little surprised.

"That's right, it's just that after the grinding is over, it hasn't been updated for decades. ”

The empty old man now just wants to talk about family life and talk to his son, and as for the grandchildren, in his opinion, the relationship is already very far away.

The old man in black listened quietly and did not speak.

Below, the clansmen standing everywhere did not dare to disturb.

"If you really want to say anything regretful, it's about that. ”

The empty old man turned to look at his son and handed him the black marble. "It's something I got with great difficulty, so I'll give it to you now. ”

"Don't worry, father, I will definitely keep it well. ”

The old man in black swore solemnly.

"Okay, okay, so I'm at ease. ”

The empty old man's eyes were full of smiles.

"Father, what else do you command? ”

The old man in black asked.

"When I was very young, before I had yet to step into the path of cultivation, there were many customs circulating among mortals, one of which was that after a person dies, the deceased can get paper money and the like burned by relatives. ”

The empty old man closed his eyes and said as he spoke, the aura on his body quickly weakened, and white hair crawled all over his head. "I hope that if Moyi is updated, you can take out the contents...... Burn...... Burn it to me. ”

The empty old man was very helpless, even if he became a returning monk, his lifespan would be like this, according to his understanding, Mo Yan was a Ink Turtle clan, and the Ink Turtle was born with a long lifespan, even if he didn't cultivate, his lifespan would start at 100,000. Millions of ordinary, such a lifespan is simply amazing.

"Chasing the text is painful and happy, but it's a pity, several books that grind a more have plots intersecting, belonging to the lifetime series, and my life can't fight him. ”

The empty old man is very depressed.

"Yes, father, I will do so. ”

The old man in black made a promise.

"That way, I'm at ease. ”

The empty old man fell softly, his eyes slowly closed, and the old man in black carefully helped him down on the Binglan Hanyu bed.

Feeling that his father's breath was dissipating rapidly, the old man in black watched without blinking, but tears quietly fell.

"Kneel down and send off your ancestors!"

The old man in black had a loud voice, and the patriarch was full of fan.

With a few bangs, the clansmen below knelt on the ground, and a large number of them fell, with great momentum.

The mourning music sounded and reverberate, and the sad emotions came out and filled the audience.

Didong ......

An abrupt voice broke the mourning scene, and the old man in black looked down, only to find that the marble magic weapon in his hand lit up with white light and made a crisp sound.

"The first chapter of the Immortal Chronicle, The Stinky Rats in the Slums, has been updated!"

A girl's voice full of youthful vitality sounded from the marble.

"What, updated?"

The old man in black was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react.

The next moment, he found that the marble magic weapon in his hand was gone.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the empty old man standing up, sitting on the Binglan Hanyu bed, holding a marble magic weapon in his hand, inputting a little bit of mana from himself, and then sinking his mind into the updated text content in the magic weapon.

The old man in black opened his mouth slightly, looking at the empty old man in amazement.