Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu looked at the short and fat middle-aged man who called himself Changshan. He knew what he was up to. He was just telling the world that he was afraid that he would run away. Wang Fu didn't feel disgusted with this.

Instead, he nodded and said:

"Get up."

After that, Wang Fu turned around and walked towards the caravan. Since his identity was exposed, it was meaningless to stay any longer. However, he had to say goodbye before leaving, which was also a farewell to these few days.

Seeing Wang Fu coming, everyone in the caravan had a complicated look on their faces. Anyone who found that the person who had feasted together, drank and ate meat before the meal had become an unattainable immortal master in the next moment would find it difficult to accept.

Not to mention, this immortal master has become the supreme elder of the enemy.

It was Chai Yuanlong who reacted first and bowed and saluted:

"Chai Yuanlong of the Seven Stars Sect, I greet the Immortal Master Wang... "

"Greetings to the Immortal Master Wang..."

Seeing this, the others bowed and saluted belatedly.

"I pay my respects to Master Wang... Master Wang..." Lin Zhi also bowed and saluted, her delicate face was extremely complicated, and there was even regret in her eyes.

As for the maid Xiaoling beside her, she knelt on the ground, trembling, and begging for mercy in a trembling voice:

"Master, spare me, Master, spare me..."

"I have offended you, I deserve to die, I deserve to die, please spare me..."

Wang Fu did not even look at the maid, but nodded slightly to Lin Zhi and chuckled:

"Thank you Miss Lin Zhi for your hospitality over the past two days. I am leaving now and say goodbye to you."

"I am honored that Master Xian has come to my caravan. I hope you will forgive me for my poor hospitality." Lin Zhi was slightly startled, then she tucked her hair around her ears and smiled, "If Master Xian does not mind, please come to my humble home when you have time. I will treat you with all my heart and do my best to be a good host."

"Let's talk about it later." Wang Fu gave an ambiguous answer, bowed his hands, said "goodbye", and turned away.

Seeing this, Lin Zhi seemed to remember something, gritted her teeth, chased a few steps, and shouted loudly:

"Master Immortal, can I ask another Immortal a question?"

Wang Fu stopped, turned his head slightly, looked at Changshan again, and nodded.

Seeing this, Changshan said:

"Little girl from the Lin family, what do you want to ask?"

"May I ask the immortal master," Lin Zhi bowed, gritted her teeth, and opened her red lips, "Who asked the immortal master to take my life?"

Chang Shan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wang Fu, then laughed out loud and said:

"Little girl from the Lin family, don't you already have the answer in your heart? Your cousins ​​from the main family of the Lin family exchanged a three-hundred-year-old blood ginseng for your life... I think the Lin family is at least a family of immortals in Qingmu City, but it has fallen to this point. It seems that your Lin family ancestor is really as rumored, with a short lifespan, and even doesn't care about such fratricide."

"If it weren't for the great elder of my Liuhe Sect here, hehe..."

When Lin Zhi heard this, a hint of hostility flashed in her eyes, but she remained calm on the surface, making it impossible to tell her true thoughts.

She bowed slightly to Chang Shan and said:

"Thank you for telling me, Master."

Chang Shan nodded slightly, and when he saw Wang Fu coming over, he immediately put on a flattering smile.

Wang Fu looked at the other person's appearance and felt a little funny. He suddenly remembered the ancestor of the Lin family they were talking about just now, and remembered Lin Yue in the Wind and Thunder Hall. Lin Yue's accent seemed to come from Da Jing. Could it be related to the ancestor of the Lin family? Or is it him?

I couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Chang Shan, who is the ancestor of the Lin family, and how is his cultivation?"

Although Chang Shan didn't know why Wang Fu asked about the old man of the Lin family who was about to die, he still replied respectfully:

"Replying to the senior, the ancestor of the Lin family is named Lin Yinghe, and he is at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining..."

"What did you say?" Hearing this, Wang Fu turned his head suddenly and stared at Chang Shan with a startled look.

"I, I, I said... Lin's ancestor is at the twelfth level of Qi training..." Chang Shan's face fell, and he said hurriedly. He didn't dare to offend Wang Fu at all. If the other party quit, he would be completely finished.

The underground fire was about to go out. He couldn't produce so many second-level pills at the Liuyunfang Market four years later.

"The previous sentence..."

"The ancestor of the Lin family is called... Lin Yinghe?" Chang Shan hurriedly continued.

"Lin Yinghe, Lin Yinghe... Old Lin..." Wang Fu muttered a few times, and the image of a sloppy uncle and the scene on the Black Wood Cliff of Luoyu Sect emerged in his mind.

But Luoyu Sect has been destroyed for decades. Is Lao Lin really still alive?

Besides, Lao Lin once said that he was also from a remote mountain village in Daxia. How did he become the ancestor of the Lin family in Qingmu City, Dajing Kingdom?

Is it the same name?

Whether it is or not, Wang Fu intends to find out the truth. He remembers Lao Lin's help to him. After decades, if he really meets an old friend, it is something worth celebrating.

Wang Fu took a deep breath, turned around and turned into a residual shadow to come to Lin Zhi, and asked:

"Your Lin family ancestor's name is Lin Yinghe?"

Looking at Wang Fu who suddenly turned back, even Lin Zhi, who was very wise, was stunned suddenly, and responded instinctively:

"Yes, yes, ancestor Lin Yinghe."

Wang Fu heard Lin Zhi's accurate answer, and couldn't help but smile, and then said in an imperative tone without saying anything:

"Take me to see him."

"Looking for my Lin family ancestor?" Lin Zhi was shocked. At this moment, she imagined many possibilities in her mind.

This young master Wang... Master Wang has a grudge against the ancestor? Or is there an old relationship? He looks so young, only about 27 or 28 years old, how could he have an old relationship with the ancestor? But when he heard the name of the ancestor, the joy on his face did not seem fake.

If there is a grudge, it will definitely bring disaster to the Lin family, but if there is an old relationship... then I must have a bad temper!

In an instant, Lin Zhi considered the gains and losses, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Master Wang, the ancestor is in Qingmu City."

"Okay, go to Qingmu City with me." Wang Fu nodded slightly, then turned to look at Changshan who was still a little stunned, "Changshan, do you have a flying magic weapon to take us to Qingmu City."

When Changshan heard this, an incredible expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: Do you still need me to take you?

Of course, Changshan did not dare to complain. Although he couldn't figure it out, he still had to show surprise and offer the flying magic weapon in a flattering manner.

Soon, Wang Fu grasped Lin Zhi's shoulders and jumped onto a flying magic weapon shaped like a wooden block that Changshan had offered.

Changshan felt his feet sink and sweat broke out between his brows. He had to increase the spiritual power supply to keep the flying magic weapon stable and fly towards Qingmu City with a slight shake.

Both the caravan and the group of black-clothed people from Liuhemen looked at the three people flying away in a strange way, but they were not stupid. After looking at each other, they turned around and headed towards Qingmu City.

Especially the caravan, they knew that the Lin family was about to usher in a big change, and Miss Lin Zhi might soar to the sky. After all, no one dared to underestimate her when she brought the young Master Wang back to the family.