Qi Refining Three Thousand Years Of Me Join The Chat Group

[Ding! It was detected that the group activity reached the upper limit, and the group level was increased. The current level is: Level 2. ]

[Turn on the red envelope function, and the group mall will open an independent trading area and strengthen the area]

In my ears, a warning tone sounded.

Qin Mo took a look, took a screenshot and put it in the group.

Uchiha Dance King: "!!!"

Ninja land.

In a secret cave somewhere, even if the outer demon statue maintains his life, it is still only a drop in the bucket, and as time goes by, Uchiha Madara has realized that his death is coming.

He made a perfect resurrection plan for himself, using Uzumaki Nagato as a pawn, inheriting his own eyes, and finally resurrecting himself at the right time with the art of reincarnation.

However, even if he masters Nohara Rin, he is not 100% sure about controlling Madara Uchiha Obito. After all, people's hearts cannot always change. For Madara, not having complete assurance means failure.

In the original plot, he thought that Black Zetsu was transformed by his own will, so he asked him to stare at Obito, but now Madara said that with Hashirama dead, there really is no one he can trust in this world.

Uchiha Madara prefers to take everything into his own hands.

"If I can continue to live..."

Uchiha Madara murmured to himself, if he lived a few more years...

At this moment, there was a soft 'ding dong' sound in his mind. He knew that this was the voice of the chat group, almost subconsciously, his eyes turned into Sharingan, and then he instantly entered the chat group of the heavens.

Then at the first glance, I saw something red.

And follow the trend at the speed of lightning.

[The red envelope from the group leader ‘Qi Refining has been practiced for three thousand years’ has been collected. ]

Uchiha Dance King: "A Life Extending Pill, thank you Lord Leader!"

The old man is about to turn a hundred years old: "A Life Extending Pill, thank you Lord Group Leader!"

Xiao Longnu: "A Life Extending Pill, thank you, group leader!"

...

Qi Refining has been refining it for three thousand years: "This thing is worthless. Once it is refined, it will make a big furnace. It has no effect. I usually just eat it like jelly beans."

Qin Mo's words are true. He seems to have taken the Old Medicine of immortality and has never aged. Therefore, he has always looked like seventeen or eighteen years old. The words "life is near" do not seem to exist for him. Same.

Li Xunhuan: "The leader of the group is so terrifying."

Time Elf: "Perhaps, this is the boss."

Seventeen-year-old girl: "The red envelope...can it still be empty? I've tried several times. [Picture]"

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: "No way?"

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment.

He remembered that what he had given out was not some kind of lucky red envelope, but that everyone except himself had received one, so there should be no problem of empty envelopes.

Moreover, the red envelopes in the group show that they have been collected.

Qin Mo clicked on the red envelope record doubtfully.

[Ding! You have received a ‘Life Extending Pill’ and it has been placed in your personal warehouse. ]

"..."

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: "Maybe it's a bug?...I won't go into details, just the picture above."

Seventeen-year-old girl: "..."

Seventeen-year-old girl: "I burst into tears as soon as I heard it. I went into hibernation and am autistic."

Yakumo Purple is very angry now.

Although the Life Extending Pill has no effect on her, a monster sage, what is the point of grabbing the red envelope? It's for happiness, even a penny can make you happy for a long time, but Yakumo Purple is very depressed.

bug?

This kind of thing has happened to her, and no one else has such luck. Yakumo Purple now has some doubts about how the monster sage of Gensokyo, the gap monster, could have such bad luck.

Yakumo Purple smiled, but there was an inexplicably terrifying and oppressive aura around her. Could it be that she was cursed by someone in this Gensokyo, or it was the kind of spell that sucks luck.

The more Yakumo Murasaki thought about it, the more likely it seemed. After all, as one of the sages of Gensokyo, how could she be so unlucky and be possessed by a non-chief?

This thing doesn't stand up to scrutiny.

For example, the one from Eternity is the biggest suspect!

Not to mention the autistic Yakumo Murasaki.

Within the group.

[Reminder: ‘The veteran is about to turn 100 years old’ has uploaded the martial arts technique “Wudang Nine Yang Kung” and the martial arts moves “Tai Chi”, “Tai Chi Sword”, and “Wudang Chang Fist”. Please use points to browse in the independent trading area of ​​​​the group mall. ]

The big bones are boiled into soup: "???"

Time Elf: "Ah, what is this?"

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: "Probably you can upload your own skills, secrets, moves, and sell some unused items, such as elixirs, in the group mall. As a reminder, if you upload your unique abilities and talents , its own will also disappear."

The big bones were boiled into soup: "What a ghost!"

o(╯□╰)o

Dagu was filled with heartache and silently stopped preparing to upload the genetic factors of the super ancient warrior.

Martial arts secrets? Move?

Sorry, not at all. He is considering whether to put two bottles of Fat House Happy Water on the shelves?

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