Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Although Wang Qinglian had been managing the affairs of the Wang family for several years and had long been able to remain calm in the face of emergencies, she could not help swallowing her saliva and showing panic on her pretty face when she saw the ball of light emitting a bright green light and the black air in the ball of light in the black-clothed man's hand.

The expression of the young man in Confucian robes named Wang Guangzu was not much better. He was stunned and had a strange color of joy and fear.

The woman in green skirt was shocked and felt the changes in her body. The young man in Confucian robes immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists, bowed deeply to Wang Fu, and said hesitantly:

"Your Excellency easily cured my sister's stubborn illness. May I ask if you are the legendary immortal cultivator?"

After hearing this, the green-green woman was stunned, and then she remembered some rumors recorded in some Wang family classics and hand-written notes. Her pretty face immediately showed more panic and shock, and she looked at Wang Fu with a little awe.

"You know about immortal cultivators even though you haven't found them yet. That's good. No wonder you have first-class strength in the secular world at such a young age." Wang Fu nodded slightly, and then pinched his palm. The green light in his palm disappeared, leaving only the black air pinched by his fingertips, and then annihilated.

Then Wang Fu set his eyes on the woman in the green skirt and asked:

"This is a wisp of 'ghost air', which is a method of immortal cultivators, not a blood disease. Has your Wang family ever provoked any immortal cultivators? So this strange method that consumes lifespan was planted in you."

"Reply, reply senior, I don't know, but my Wang family has had this disease for decades, and hundreds of people have died because of it, not just me. I believe that senior has also seen the spirit tablets on the second floor. Most of those ancestors died because of this disease." Wang Qinglian hesitated for a moment and replied respectfully.

Wang Fu nodded slightly. He had this question when he was on the second floor of the attic, and now it was solved.

However, who is targeting the Wang family?

Could it be a demon cultivator?

After all, the current Daxia cultivation world is occupied by the Tianluo Kingdom's demon sect. It is not impossible that there are demon cultivators with erratic temperaments who enjoy punishing mortals or use mortals to practice magic.

Just as Wang Fu was thinking, the woman in green suddenly knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully to Wang Fu, and prayed:

"I thank you for your kindness. You are a legendary immortal. You will never deceive us mortals. The reason why I was surprised by your appearance is that I accidentally saw one of the two portraits of my ancestor Wang Feng in my Wangjiabao. The person in the portrait is my great-grandfather of the Wang family. He looks almost exactly like you, but a few years younger."

"If you are really your great-grandfather, please have mercy on me, a mortal, and make decisions for my Wang family to eliminate my family's stubborn disease."

"There is no rush for this matter. You said you have seen two portraits. Is the person in the other portrait Zhou Peng?" Wang Fu asked with a sigh. While speaking, he raised his hand and a gentle spiritual power lifted the woman up.

The woman in green was immediately shocked.

"Zhou Peng?" She looked doubtful.

Wang Fu thought about it, then waved his hand, and a light spot emerged, and then gathered together to form a somewhat illusory figure. This person had all the facial features, a slightly fat body, and a faint lazy look on his face.

It was Zhou Peng.

"Is the other portrait of this person?" Wang Fu said.

"Yes, although the person in the portrait I have seen is a few years younger than the senior, it is not wrong. It must be this person. No matter the expression or appearance, they are all from the same person." The woman in the green skirt looked at the illusory figure standing on the ground, motionless, and nodded quickly.

At this moment, she had believed most of what the man in black said. This illusory figure was definitely not something that ordinary people could see, and this person was indeed named Zhou Peng. He was a good friend recorded in the handwritten note of the ancestor Wang Feng. Now this handwritten note is in the hands of the ancestor, and the entire Wang family must have seen no more than three people.

The reason why she pretended to be anonymous was to test him.

Now, there is basically no doubt.

"Senior, are you really my brother and I's great-uncle?" The green-skirted woman looked hopeful.

"If your ancestor is Wang Feng, then it can be considered as such." Wang Fu nodded slightly.

Wang Feng was the only one who had seen him and Zhou Peng at the same age. Now, most of Wang Fu's doubts were dispelled. The only thing he didn't understand was why Wang Feng wanted to build his ancestral temple on top of his house!

"Wang Qinglian, a descendant of the Wang family, pays homage to the great-uncle." After hearing this, the green-skirted woman knelt on her knees again without any hesitation and bowed respectfully.

At the same time, the woman also pulled the sluggish young man in Confucian robes beside her.

The Minister Wang was not sure what to think, and then he bowed down willingly and said aloud:

"Wang Guangzu, the descendant of the Wang family, pays homage to his great-grandfather."

"Great-grandfather has great magical powers, please lead the younger generation on the road of seeking immortality and asking for the way."

"You kid is good at taking advantage of the situation." Wang Fu smiled helplessly, and then said ruthlessly, "It's a pity that you have no spiritual roots and are not a seedling for cultivating immortality."

"Little girl, you are the same." Wang Fu looked at the woman in green skirt again.

"Qinglian does not seek to cultivate immortality, but only asks the great-grandfather to save my father and save the bloodline of my Wang family." The woman in green skirt put her forehead to the ground, looking like she was praying sincerely.

"Since your Wang family is the descendant of Wang Feng, I will not stand idly by in this matter, get up." Wang Fu nodded slightly.

He then blew a breath and helped the two of them up again.

"Thank you, uncle." The woman in green skirt was overjoyed when she heard that Wang helped him.

"Well... I heard you two mention before that there is an ancestor of the Wang family still alive. I wonder who this person is? Have you two heard of the name Wang Yao?" Wang Fu nodded slightly and asked immediately.

"Back to uncle, my sister and brother only know that the ancestor of my Wang family is named Wang Qiu. As for which generation of ancestors he is, we don't know. However, as long as the younger generation can remember, ancestor Wang Qiu has been staying in the Wang family. He has never been out of the castle, and the outside world has never heard of the "Wang Yao" mentioned by his uncle. However, my father is the head of the Wang family, so he may be aware of the "Wang Yao" mentioned by his ancestors and uncle. Although the younger generation refers to my father. After all, only the head of the family knows about some secret matters in the family. My brother-in-law doesn't know much about the family affairs. If my uncle allows me, I will write a letter and send it to Wangjiabao to ask for details." The woman in green skirt hesitated slightly. After a moment, he spoke softly and carefully.

"No need. I came back this time just to pay my respects to my parents and the villagers of Wutong Village. I don't want to disturb too many people. If Wutong Village hadn't changed drastically and turned into a town, and there were too many questions in my mind, I would have even asked you two I won't see you either. All my old friends and relatives have passed away, so there is no nostalgia for him." Wang Fu waved his hand, looking a little sad.

After hearing this, the woman in the green skirt immediately became a little anxious. The blood diseases of other members of the Wang family have not yet been cured.

And if the Wang family has an ancestor who cultivates immortality from now on, she knows better than anyone what it means to the Wang family.

But before the woman in the green skirt could speak, Wang Fu's voice came over immediately:

"You two tidy up and take me to the Wang Family Fort later. I will secretly remove the 'spirit of ghosts' from your direct lineage of the Wang Family and deal with the person who cast the curse."

"However, please do not reveal my existence... Well, just bring your father to see me. As for the king's enemy you two say... we will talk about it then."

After saying this, Wang Fu's figure slowly disappeared into the attic.

However, there was still a sentence that reached the ears of the two of them.

"Go find a wider carriage and I will appear."

After the two siblings looked at each other, they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

After hurriedly paying homage to their ancestors, they left the Wang Family Ancestral Temple without stopping. While sending someone to find the carriage, they said goodbye directly to the governor of Yongnan County and left.

When the two of them boarded an exquisite and spacious carriage purchased by the servant, they opened the curtain and saw Wang Fu's figure inside.

"Let's go to your Wangjiapu and solve the problem!"

Wang Fu glanced at the two people who were a little embarrassed, then closed his eyes and rested.