Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

Kong Ling has no other requirements or wishes!

Although his unreliable father is indeed very unreliable!

He didn't teach him much since he was a child, and he suffered a lot when he was a child. Other fathers can train their children to avoid detours.

But Qi Dui Kong Ling was completely free-ranging and didn't care at all. He spent all day studying how to bury people.

For this reason, Kong Ling often suffered losses in the village and city competitions. After all, he had no one to guide him in his cultivation.

Later, Kong Ling relied on his talent to move forward bit by bit. Although he took many detours, he finally showed his prominence and began to enter the eyes of the senior officials of the Imperial Clan.

Now he is so majestic, he is recognized as the number one genius of the Imperial Clan, and he is also the successor that the Imperial Clan is preparing to hide.

He is so majestic outside, but in front of this smelly old man, he has been talking sincerely for a long time. This old man is dumbfounded!

He is only a thousand years old and is now a quasi-king. This is because he was delayed in learning other things.

If he takes charge of the Imperial Clan in the future, his father will be the most respected person.

He really didn't understand, why was this old man going to bother himself?

Supreme skill? status? reputation?

He can bring these to his father, but he doesn't understand. Why is his father bothering with it?

But Qi continued to dig into the hole with his butt stuck out, not intending to leave at all.

And Kong Ling is also anxious. He cannot leave for too long. The Imperial Dao clan will attack the Golden Human clan from another direction at any time. He must be there when the time comes!

That's why Kong Ling was a little impatient and anxious.

"Let's go back and get you some food!" Beggar said after digging a pit.

"What do you mean?" Kong Ling was really impatient.

"The end of the year alternates with the beginning of the year. This is a festival in later generations!" Beggar clapped his hands and let the soil fall.

"How did you know?" Kong Ling asked again doubtfully.

"I figured it out." Qi stretched out his hand, hoping that Kong Ling would pull him out of the pit.

"Then did you expect that I would become a genius of the Imperial Clan?" Kong Ling asked.

"No." Qi shook his head.

"Let's go, I'll cook you a table of delicious food, and let's have a meal together." Beggar walked towards the village, their dilapidated old house.

In fact, Kong Ling already has his own palace and dojo outside. It is very large, luxurious and very comfortable to live in.

He didn't like the old house in the village very much. This house always leaked when he was a child, and it always got wet when it rained.

The key point is that I am a bit lazy and don't do much repairs to the house. The house is also in a mess and there is no way to clean it up.

Every time he went to other dojos, mansions and blessed places of his peers, Kong Ling became extremely envious.

When he was a child, he complained about his father. Everyone else was working hard to cultivate and get better resources for cultivation, but his father was lazy and didn't work hard. He spent all day studying fortune telling and so on. What's the use?

But after he became a little wiser, Kong Ling started to work hard on his own. It was probably when he was a teenager, and he started to practice on his own and find ways to improve himself.

Today, he owns a very luxurious palace and has all the surroundings he once envied.

As a result, he prepared several times to pick up his father to live in that blessed place and ashram, but his father was always restless as if he had lice, and he would come back to this shabby house after only a few days.

The spiritual energy here is thin, the luck is poor, the avenue is not obvious, and the mountains and rivers are barren. I don't know what's good about it?

Kong Ling followed Qi helplessly and returned to the house he wanted to escape from when he was a child. The house was older than before.

As soon as he entered the door, the familiar smell and everything were still familiar. Kong Ling remembered that when he was a child, he always liked to meditate against the broken pillar in the house, practicing Neiguan over and over again!

"Sit down, I'll get you some food." Qiu said.

"But I haven't eaten for a long time." Kong Ling frowned and said, he had long since gone without food.

"You have to eat today. People in future generations will attach great importance to today, and it will be very lively. The end of the year alternates with the beginning of the year." The beggar repeated.

"I remember standing in that place, did you yell at me?"

"And there's that place where you hit me, and you were very cruel." Kong Ling pointed to each place, and the familiar memories became dusty.

"I have never raised a baby, you are the first one, and I don't know how to raise a baby!" Qiu said while taking out some wild vegetables from the basket.

"What about your dad?"

"He died early, when I was still ignorant, he died!" Qiu said.

"Oh, I understand, no wonder you don't look like a father!" Kong Ling said again.

"Then what's your father's last name?"

"Surnamed Kong?" Kong Ling asked.

"No, probably, the last name seems to be Queen!" Qi replied.

back?

Is this old man confused?

"What are you going to do to help the ancestor?" Kong Ling felt that he was nagging, but he still asked.

"Something big is going to happen, and I will play a big role." Qi picked up the kitchen knife and started chopping vegetables.

"If you haven't woken up, I wouldn't even dare to help the ancestor. What can you do to help the ancestor?"

"Old man, I might really have to leave soon. You come with me first, and we can talk about it later, okay?" Kong Ling said again.

"Don't worry, you have to finish eating before leaving." Qiu said again.

"Old man, do you know my current identity and status?" Kong Ling asked.

"I know, but you really have to eat this meal!" Qi said slowly.

"Oh, I have a father like you. Don't be my father next time. It's too tiring. I have to coax you!" Kong Ling complained, and then sat there in a daze.

He looked at the surrounding rooms and kept thinking of memories from his childhood.

How long has it been since he came back?

About five hundred years!

If it hadn't been for this time, knowing that this place was being evacuated and his father had not evacuated, and he came back to pick him up in person, he probably wouldn't have come back!

Soon, Beggar poured all the large pot of food into the hanging pot.

It was a big stew, and Qi and Kong Ling were surrounding the fire and the hanging pot.

This is also the reason why Kong Ling doesn't want to eat, because his father has made food for him like this since he was a child.

There are no delicacies from mountains and seas, just this pot of random stew!

Kong Ling himself knew how to make many dishes, and he was forced to do so.

His ability to survive truly proves his tenacity. His father is the biggest obstacle to his survival.

Because it is said that when he was a child, his father forgot to boil the food he fed him, which turned his mouth into a sausage mouth!

Kong Ling's thoughts were drawn away again!

"Aling, can you let it snow outside?"

"What are you doing when it snows?" Kong Ling asked confused.

"It's said that eating this when it's snowing makes you look like the end of the year and the beginning of the new year!" He looked at Kong Ling with begging eyes!

"Old man, you can't even make it snow, why do you still want to help me?"

"What are you doing to help, is it going to cost you your life?" Although Kong Ling was impatient, he still waved his hand, and snow began to fall outside the dilapidated window!

The first piece of snow fell from the sky!