"Well, you are the little grandson who was struck by lightning! Humph, it's a blessing for you to dare. Do you want to go through the tribulation and ascend directly?"

An old voice came from a stone house in the middle of the courtyard, and then an old man slowly walked out of it.

The old man looked nothing special when he first looked. His hair was white, his face was wrinkled, his skin was slightly yellow, he was wearing simple clothes and without the whitewashing of the gentry, he looked like an ordinary commoner and farmer.

"You are the ancestor? Well, I don't know you!"

Zhu Lingwu said deliberately as if he was a child. Soon his eyes swept across the other two stones and wooden houses on the left and right, and two people walked out of it.

One looked a little younger than the previous one, with less wrinkles on his face, but there seemed to be a lot of hard blocks on the surface of his skin, as if a layer of stone was covered with the body. He was dressed like a commoner and did not have any decorations from the gentry.

The last one looked much younger. From the outside, he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. His face was rosy and his dress was similar to that of a normal gentry. He was wearing white clothes, his head of black hair was raised, and he had a white ice crystal-like jade hairpin, and he also had a lot of jade pendants and other decorations on his body.

The three of them stood together like a nobleman, with two common farmers, but Zhu Lingwu knew that the three of them were all ancestors of the Zhu family's seventh house. The one who seemed young was actually over 200 years old.

Zhu Lingwu looked at the last person and seemed to have a vague impression in his mind. This person was the ancestor who came to Tongshan County to use magic to save him.

"Haha, Mr. He, Mr. Shi, this little grandson seems to remember me, and it is finally worth it that I have gone thousands of miles to save him!"

The middle-aged ancestor seemed very happy to see Zhu Lingwu recognize him, and he couldn't help but boast about the other two immortal ancestors.

"My grandson pays homage to the three ancestors!"

After all, Zhu Lingwu is not a real child, so he naturally knows what to do at this time. He seems to bow to the three ancestors of immortal cultivation.

The oldest ancestor of immortal cultivation seemed to be called He Lao. He was the oldest ancestor in the seventh room of Zhu. His cultivation was naturally the highest among the three. Unfortunately, if he could not break through the Golden Elixir stage, he would be afraid that he would not have lived for decades.

Seeing Zhu Lingwu so well-behaved and polite, he held his hand slightly at Zhu Lingwu, as if there was an invisible hand that lifted Zhu Lingwu up.

"Well, good boy, okay, don't have so much politeness. I asked you to come here today because I heard that you were assassinated on the way to come? That assassin is still a Qi Refiner? Good boy, how did you survive in the Qi Refiner's hands? Xiaobai, probably didn't give you any magic weapon to protect you!"

The little white in the old man's mouth was naturally the youngest ancestor. Only he had seen Zhu Lingwu. Zhu Lingwu kept making excuses that he gave him his magic weapon, but now it has been exposed.

Zhu Lingwu thought to himself that he had come indeed, and he still had to ask this, so he straightened up with the invisible energy released by Mr. He and blinked at Mr. He.

"How did my ancestors know about this! Oh, I understand, it must be what Liu Ping said, hehe, the little grandson was to deceive Liu Ping, and he said that it was the magic weapon given by my ancestors to protect my grandson!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a sudden realization and smiled at Mr. He, as if he had done something very smart.

The three old men over there looked at each other. They were all over one thousand years old, so naturally they would not be fooled by Zhu Lingwu's words.

"Oh, then, your little grandson, tell me, how did you kill that Qi Refiner? Well, I think you haven't started Qi Refining yet! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

Another man named Shi Lao asked Zhu Lingwu in a curious tone. His spiritual sense had already swept across Zhu Lingwu, and it could be seen that Zhu Lingwu should have never refined his energy.

"Well, that's because the little grandson has cultivated a special ability. The little grandson can control lightning. Although that assassin is very powerful, he didn't expect the little grandson to be able to control lightning. The little grandson took advantage of the situation and approached him with the martial arts skills he learned. He hit his head with the thunder palm, and then completely killed him! But he still had some troublesome magic weapons. If the little grandson had lightning protection, the three ancestors would not be able to see the little grandson now!"

Zhu Lingwu made a proud gesture and expressed his talent to control current. He had long thought that he would definitely use this ability in the future, so it would be useless to conceal it.

It would be better to say it now, which can explain everything before. In fact, he really relied on this ability to kill Meng Yaoshi.

The three old men couldn't help but look at each other unexpectedly, and the old He said, "Good boy, what did you say? Can you control lightning? Well, this is because you were struck by lightning, but you made such a strange fate! Good boy, show it to the ancestors!"

"Well, the skills of the three ancestors and grandsons also have a shortcoming. They need a source of lightning to catch these lightning and play with them. Now, they can't make lightning come out of thin air!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately showed a hint of embarrassment. It was not easy to hide it from these three ancestors, so he would not be the truth now.

After hearing his words, the three old men over there looked at each other again, and then the person named Xiaobai spoke, "Oh, there are such restrictions, haha, but this is simple. Let's see the ancestors get some lightning for you, so young grandson, can you demonstrate to the ancestors!"

As he said something, he waved his left hand forward, and condensed a mass of water-like energy in front of his hand. Then the energy ball exploded out of thin air, but turned into an arc of electric power, flashing in the air.

"Old ancestors are so awesome!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made an envious look, but unfortunately his soul is now restrained, so he naturally didn't know what method the old man used to condense an electric arc out of thin air.

Then Zhu Lingwu reached out and grabbed the electric arc into his palm. The electric arc flowed in Zhu Lingwu's palm like a tame electric snake.

"Old ancestor, you see, this is how the little grandson plays with lightning. Well, the Nine-Turn Thunder Body Technique that the little grandson practices now also needs to absorb this kind of lightning! Ancestor, can you pass on this ability to make lightning to the little grandson? It will be much easier for the little grandson to practice martial arts!"

While playing with the electric arc, Zhu Lingwu started to think about other things. Since he came to see these three old men, he couldn't do it once in vain. He is now an eight-year-old doll, so it's normal for him to ask for benefits.
Chapter completed!