I have been practicing qi for three thousand years and joined 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 the independent trading area and strengthen the area.]

A prompt sounded in your ears.

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 change all the time. For Madara, not being completely sure 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 you can continue to live..."

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

At this moment, there was a soft 'ding dong' sound in my 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 with lightning speed

【The red envelope given by the group leader who has been refining qi for three thousand years has been received. 】

Uchiha Dance King:"A life-extending pill, thank you, the leader!"

The old man is about to turn a hundred:"A life-extending pill, thank you, the leader!"

Little Dragon Girl:"A life-extending pill, thank you, the leader!""......

He has been refining Qi 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 elixir of immortality. He has never aged, so he has always looked like seventeen or eighteen years old. The words"life is near" seem to not exist for him.

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

The Elf of Time:"Maybe, this is the boss."

The seventeen-year-old girl:"Red envelope...Could it still be an empty bag? I tried several times. [Picture]"

He has been refining Qi for three thousand years:"No way?"

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment.

He remembered that he was not sending out lucky red envelopes, but that everyone except himself had one. There should be no problem of empty envelopes.

Moreover, the red envelopes in the group showed The collection has been completed.

Qin Mo opened the red envelope record doubtfully.

【Ding! You have received a 'Life Extension Pill' and it has been placed in your personal warehouse】

"......"

He has been refining Qi for three thousand years:"Maybe it’s a bug?...Without further ado, here’s the picture above."

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

Seventeen-year-old girl:"I cried out loud. I went into hibernation and am autistic."

Yakumo Murasaki is very angry now.

Although the longevity 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 Murasaki now has some doubts about how the monster, the monster sage of Gensokyo, and 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 Eternal Pavilion is the biggest suspect!

Not to mention the autistic Yakumo Murasaki.

Within the group

【Tip: 'The old Taoist is about to turn 100 years old' uploaded the martial arts mental method"Wudang Nine Yang Kung" and the martial arts moves"Tai Chi"》、《Tai Chi Sword》、《Wudang Changquan". Please use points to browse in the independent trading area of ​​​​the group mall. 】

Making big bones into soup:"？？？"

The Spirit of Time:"Ah, what is this?"

After refining Qi 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. Attached reminder In other words, if you upload your unique abilities and talents, your own will also disappear."

The big bones boiled into soup:"This way...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?...... ps: Please give me flowers! Ask for a rating vote! Asking for a monthly ticket! Can readers who are reading the book contribute some data?(*▽*)