At this time, Zhu Lingwu was walking strolling in the yard where he originally lived.

Now in this small castle-like town, all the surviving human survivors were alarmed, and people walked out from everywhere and looked into the air.

In addition to the cat man half demon and the two ghost cultivators, there are also some qi-refining disciples who practice different techniques, and the other is the ordinary mortals living here.

Now seeing that the person who came is not a predatory monster and no battle broke out, these human survivors living in Qianyun Castle finally felt much more at ease.

But they couldn't help but talk about these sudden immortal masters. What they were most looking forward to was what benefits these immortal masters could bring to them.

So in the area where Zhu Lingwu is now located, the mortals and people who originally lived here came out of their respective residences and knelt down to Zhu Lingwu to pay homage.

There are no other cultivators or qi-cultivators in this area, so when these mortals and ordinary people see Zhu Linglu, they will only bow and pray to Zhu Linglu, "The Immortal Master will bless you! The Immortal Master will protect you!"

Zhu Lingwu originally didn't want to pay attention to these mortals, but was just preparing to revisit the old place. Although many places are different from the past, there are still some imprints in the end.

But as Zhu Lingwu's eyes swept, he found a young woman among these mortals who bowed to him, who was somewhat similar to Xia Yang back then.

"What's your name? Is there a ancestral nickname in my ancestors called Xia Yang!"

Zhu Lingwu then came to the woman and asked her kindly. Zhu Lingwu suspected that this woman might be Xia Yang's descendant back then. If this were the case, Zhu Lingwu would feel better.

Zhu Lingwu also felt a little regretful when he had to leave the three maids around him ruthlessly for his own life.

However, Chu Yang, Xia Yang and Qiu Yang were all mortals without spiritual veins. But Zhu Lingwu felt a little bit of a faint spiritual energy on this woman.

It seems that this woman has spiritual veins in her body, but the spiritual power attributes in the spiritual veins are slightly mixed, as if they are earth-based spiritual power attributes mixed with a bit of demonic energy.

Zhu Lingwu guessed that there was probably a cultivator who practiced demon skills in her ancestors, so he also left this kind of earth-type demon spiritual power in her bloodline.

The woman was about fourteen or five years old, following a woman in her forties and looked respectful to Zhu Lingwu, perhaps because of fear and excitement. Her body was also trembling slightly.

After hearing Zhu Lingwu's question, the woman was a little unbelievable at first. She didn't expect that Zhu Lingwu would actually talk to her, but since then she didn't know how to reply.

The woman beside her saw that the woman could not speak for a while, and quickly helped her reply, "Immortal Master, this is the photo of the little woman's granddaughter. The little woman's ancestors did have a grandmother-in-law called Xia Yang!"

"Oh, it's really a descendant of Xia Yang! Can you tell me that Xia Yang was originally a maid next to me! By the way, who knows what happened here back then? Well, can you tell me that there is also a woman named Chu Yang and Qiu Yang in the same period as you wait for the Grandmaster! "

Zhu Lingwu really didn't expect that he would really find the descendants of the maid from that year, and couldn't help asking about what happened that year.

"Ah, I don't know about this, but there seems to be an old ancestor here. With his age, he may know something more than a hundred years ago!"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu's attitude was pretty good, the woman answered respectfully, and then pointed her finger at a hut behind her.

"Well, your name is Zhao'er, don't you be afraid, come on, take me to see the ancestor. By the way, how old is your ancestor now?"

Zhu Lingwu looked at the little girl named Zhao'er, but seemed to see Xia Yang back then. So he pointed his finger at Zhao'er, helped her up with spiritual power, and then asked her again.

The woman beside him saw Zhu Lingwu seemingly liked Zhu Er, but she was also very happy. If she could get the favor of such an immortal master, maybe Zhao Er's immortal fate has arrived.

Seeing that the little girl named Zhao'er was still a little cowardly, the woman hurriedly pulled Zhao'er's sleeve and whispered to her, "Zhao'er, the immortal master is asking you, you must speak to the immortal master honestly! Reply quickly!"

"Oh, I, that ancestor is almost ninety years old now. He is the highest-lived mortal of our Qianyun Castle. However, he has been in a bad state recently and can no longer get up. He, he is also a warrior, the captain of our Qianyun Castle Fan Min Guardian Team. His strength is unusual even for several mages in the castle."

The little girl named Zhao'er was a little timid at first, but later she saw Zhu Lingwu's kindness towards her, and gradually became bolder and said to Zhu Linglu repeatedly.

Her voice also sounded crisp, and it seemed to inherit some of Xia Yang's singing qualifications back then.

From her words, Zhu Lingwu also knew that this so-called ancestor should be just a mortal without spiritual veins, and perhaps he had practiced worldly martial arts.

It seems that he should have reached the innate realm, otherwise those so-called mages (should be also qi-refining cultivators) would not be said to be unusual.

In this way, the little girl named Zhao'er led Zhu Lingwu to a cottage, and Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts swept over first. The furnishings in the cottage were very simple, and there was an old man lying on a bamboo couch in the room with a quilt lying on a quilt.

Perhaps because he heard the movement outside, the old man turned his head to the outside of the house and listened to something, but unfortunately he really couldn't get up.

But Zhu Lingwu's soul thought swept over his body, and his brows couldn't help but stir. The old man was practicing the Nine-Turn Thunder Body Technique, and some innate thunder and electricity spiritual power transformed by the acquired thunder and electricity power had been condensed in his body.

Unfortunately, this old man seemed to have been seriously injured, so there are not many innate thunder and electricity spiritual power condensed. He has indeed practiced to the innate realm through the Nine-Turn Thunder Body Control Technique, but now he is too old and his previous injuries, and he is almost at the end of his life when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is exhausted.

But this old man was able to successfully practice the Nine-Turn Thunder Body Control Art. Zhu Lingwu felt that he might have some connection with him.

So after following the little girl named Zhao'er into the old man's hut, Zhu Lingwu casually injected a light of inspiration into the old man. The old man only felt a heat flow swept through his originally sick body, and suddenly he felt some strength.

The old man hurriedly got up from the simple bamboo couch and kowtowed to Zhu Lingwu, "The little old man has seen the immortal master, thank you for his stubborn illness!"

"I just helped you wash your body for the time being, but I couldn't help you much. But what you practiced is the Nine-Turn Thunder Body Rule? What is your father or grandfather's name? Well, forget it, you only talk about how to get the practice method of the Nine-Turn Thunder Body Rule Rule!"

Zhu Lingwu looked at the old man and asked... (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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