However, compared with ordinary extraordinary beings, this speed is actually not too slow.
However, the people around him cultivated too quickly. Old Chen was already a seventh-level immortal, and Old Zhong was not bad either.
This time, there is also an old man who is an acquaintance of Liu Huaian and Chen Yongjie’s master, who has also become an immortal.
Not only him, in fact, acquaintances also arrived.
“Old Wang!” Zhong Cheng came out of another battleship. After 344 years of practice, he came to the ninth level of the health lord and was about to become an immortal.
The last time we got together, Wang Xuan naturally told Lao Zhong where his great-grandson was.
Therefore, Zhong Cheng, who was living in Gaolaozhuang and became a door-to-door son-in-law, was contacted by Lao Zhong decades ago.
When they first met, Zhong Cheng burst into tears. It was rare to see a relative in this universe. However, when he saw Lao Zhong’s young appearance, he was no longer calm. He was less than 20 years old, with red lips and white teeth, much younger than him.
It was also that time that he was stimulated and began to practice harder. An old man could work so hard to train himself into a young body. What reason did he have not to work hard?
Zhong Cheng rushed over. He hadn’t seen each other for many years and was reunited. He was very happy and excited to have so many old friends from the mother universe gathered together.
“Hmm, Xiao Zhong?” Wang Xuan was surprised and sensed a familiar aura. Sure enough, another woman stepped off Zhong Cheng’s battleship.
After many years, she regained her youth, just like when we first met her, she looked naked, in her early twenties, slim and graceful, with clear eyes, very pure.
It was Zhong Qing, she also appeared.
“The most tragic thing for me is that my sister and my great-great-grandfather are not separated. They are reunited on the same planet a long time ago.” Zhong Cheng complained, a little dissatisfied.
Obviously, this party was much more lively. Whether it was Qing Mu, Zhong Cheng, or the steady Lao Zhong and Liu Huaian, they were all very happy and exchanged glasses for each other.
“Bear, you have become an immortal!” the mechanical bear said happily.
Because Zhong Qing was chatting with it. Even a “girl” over 400 years old lacked resistance to the always cute mechanical panda and always wanted to squeeze and hug it.
“I have become an immortal too.” Xiao Zhong said, and it was indeed the same as before, much faster than her brother who practiced asceticism.
Wang Xuan lamented that when they parted ways, Zhong Qing and Zhong Cheng were both sitting in wheelchairs, unable to walk, and were pushed by the gray-haired old Zhong.
“They” Xiao Zhong came over, sat next to Wang Xuan, and spoke in a low voice, wanting to ask something, but it was difficult to speak.
“Qinghan is sleeping, and I put her in the boat. Maybe one day she will appear again, and we will meet again,” Wang Xuan whispered.
He knew what Xiao Zhong