The twelve-year-old boy rolled his eyes and smiled, "Come on! You chubby little thing can't even count to three. What do you know Do you really think immortals are that easy to apprentice to Besides, what's the point of cultivating immortality It's better to stay in the village with grandpa, isn't it",The salt furnace was full. Su Twelve grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on the neatly arranged wilderness.,But after all, he is his own grandson, raised by his own hands, so he knows his temper best of all.。