"Well, you're the little grandson who was struck by lightning! Hmph, it's a shame that you dare, do you want to go straight to the catastrophe?"

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

At first glance, this old man was nothing special, his hair was white and snow-white, his face was wrinkled, his complexion was slightly yellow, he was dressed in simple clothes, and he was not dressed as a nobleman, but like an ordinary farmer.

"You're the Ancestor? Well, I don't know you!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately pretended to be a child and said, and soon his gaze swept in front of the other two stone and wooden houses on the left and right, and the two of them also walked out of them.

One looked slightly younger than the previous one, and his face was much less wrinkled, but the surface of his skin seemed to have a lot of hard lumps, as if he was covered with a layer of stone chips, and he was also dressed like a common man, without any nobleman decorations on his body.

And Zuihou looks too young, from the outside, he looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, with a ruddy complexion on his face, and he is dressed like a normal scholar, wearing white clothes, black hair is provoked, a white ice crystal-like hosta is rooted, and there are also a lot of jade pendants and other decorations on his body.

The three of them stood together, like a noble man of the scholar clan, with two common farmers, but Zhu Lingwu knew that the three of them were the ancestors of the Zhu family's seventh room of cultivating immortals, and the one who seemed to be young was actually more than two hundred years old.

Zhu Lingwu looked at Zuihou, and seemed to have some vague impressions in his mind, this person was the ancestor who came to Tongshan County to treat him with spells.

"Haha, Crane Lao, Shi Lao, this little grandson, it seems that he still remembers me, and it is finally in vain that I went thousands of miles away to save him!"

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

"Little grandson to meet the three ancestors!"

Zhu Lingwu was not a real child after all, so he naturally knew what to do at this time, and seemed to bow down to the three immortal cultivators obediently.

The oldest immortal cultivator seems to be called Crane Lao, his oldest is the oldest ancestor in the Zhu family's seven rooms, and his cultivation is naturally the highest among the three, but unfortunately if he can't break through the Jindan period, I'm afraid he won't live for a few decades.

At this time, seeing that Zhu Lingwu was so well-behaved and polite, his hand was slightly supported towards Zhu Lingwu, as if there was an invisible hand holding Zhu Lingwu up.

"Well, good boy, okay, don't be so polite, let you come here today, did you hear that you were assassinated on the way here? That assassin is still a qi refiner? Good boy, how did you survive in the hands of that qi refiner, Xiaobai, I shouldn't have given you any magic weapon to protect yourself!"

The little white in the mouth of this crane old man is naturally the one who seems to be the youngest ancestor, and he is the only one who has seen Zhu Lingwu, and Zhu Lingwu has been making excuses that he gave him a magic weapon, but now it has been exposed.

Zhu Ling Wuxin said that he really came, and he still had to ask this, so he followed the invisible energy released by the crane elder, straightened up, and looked at the crane elder and blinked.

"How did the old ancestor know about this!Oh, I know, it must have been Liu Ping who said it, hehe, the little grandson was to deceive Liu Ping, so he said that it was the magic weapon sent by the ancestor to protect the little grandson!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a sudden realization, and looked at Crane Lao and laughed, as if he had done something very smart.

The three old men over there glanced at each other, they were all over a thousand years old, so they naturally wouldn't be easily fooled by Zhu Lingwu's words.

"Oh, then your little grandson should tell me, how did you kill that Qi Refiner? Well, I see that you haven't started Qi refining yet! Tut-tut, this is strange, how can you survive, this kid?"

The other one, who was called Shi Lao, deliberately asked Zhu Lingwu in a curious tone, his divine sense had already swept over Zhu Lingwu's body, and it could be seen that Zhu Lingwu should not have refined qi.

"Well, that's because the little grandson has cultivated a special ability, the little grandson can control lightning, that assassin, although it is very powerful, but he didn't expect the little grandson to be able to control the lightning, the little grandson, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and used the swift swallow in the martial arts that the little grandson learned to get close to him, and hit him in the head with the thunder palm, and then completely killed him!

Zhu Lingwu made a smug gesture and said his innate ability to control electricity, he had already thought that he would definitely use this ability in the future, so it was useless to conceal it.

It's better to say it now, and you can explain everything before, in fact, he did rely on this ability to kill the Meng Medicine Master.

The three old men couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise, and it was the old crane who said, "Good boy, what do you say, you can control lightning? Well, it's not that you were struck by lightning, but that you have created this kind of strange fate! Good boy, show it to the ancestors!"

"Well, the three ancestors, the little grandson's ability, but there is also a shortcoming, you need to have a source of lightning to catch these lightning and play with it, and now you can't get lightning out of thin air!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately showed a look of embarrassment, it was not easy to hide from these three ancestors, so now he might as well tell the truth.

Listening to his words, the three old men over there glanced at each other again, and then the one called Xiaobai spoke, "Oh, there is still such a restriction, hehe, but this is also simple, see the old ancestor get some lightning for you, little grandson, don't you show it to the old ancestors!"

As his words spoke, he shook his left hand forward, and a wave of energy condensed in front of his hand, and then the energy mass burst out of thin air, but turned into an arc of electricity, flickering in the air.

"The old ancestor is so powerful!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a look of envy, but unfortunately now that his soul thoughts were converged, he naturally didn't know what means this old man used to condense an arc out of thin air.

Then Zhu Lingwu reached out and grabbed the arc to his palm, and the 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 Suppression Body Technique that the little grandson is cultivating now also needs to absorb this kind of lightning! Old Ancestor, can you pass on this ability to make lightning to the little grandson, so that the little grandson will practice much easier!"

Zhu Lingwu was playing with the arc, but at the same time, he started to think about other things, since he came to see these three old men, he couldn't come in vain, he was an eight-year-old doll now, and it was normal to ask for benefits.

Zhu Lingwu knew that this method of making an electric arc out of thin air must be some kind of spell, and he naturally couldn't learn it before refining qi, but if he could knock something else, it would be good......