Leisurely cultivating life

"I know, but it's not about going out for a long time. I haven't returned home for a long time, so I can't be him anymore..."

"It shouldn't be that he is still alive! I thought so too at the time."

"But on the day your grandma passed away, do you know? Your grandpa came back, and I was keeping vigil for your grandma that day, and he just appeared in front of me out of nowhere."

"Appeared out of thin air?" Zhou Fan frowned.

"That's right, it's like..." Father Zhou thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out how to describe it.

"It's like he was there in the first place, but you didn't notice it, right!" Zhou Fan said.

"Yes, that's right, your grandfather just appeared in front of me so suddenly. Of course, I didn't know that he was your grandfather at that time. Think about it, at night, a big living person just appeared in front of you. You Father, I..."

"Scared out!" Zhou Fan hurriedly said.

"..." Father Zhou was silent.

"Father, father, the child is wrong, you continue!" Zhou Fan hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Afterwards, I had some information in my head, and I also held this gourd in my hand, explaining that he is my father, that is your grandfather, saying that this gourd is very dangerous, and I have to put it in the sacrificial tripod of the ancestral hall to suppress it. Until it turned into this yellow color, the gourd was green and green at the beginning, very permeating!"

"Okay Dad, I already know, it's getting late, go to bed early!"

Zhou Fan went back to his room and lay on the bed, thinking about the grandfather that his father said, he was in the realm of heaven and earth.

It seems that the ancestors of our family are not simple, or that the ancestors of Zhoujia Village are not simple. Just by offering sacrifices to the tripod, they can suppress the gourd of killing immortals. I have to go and see it tomorrow!

Chapter 32 Jiuding

The next morning.

"Old man, why did you become younger!", "My mother, why did you become younger?" The two old people pointed at each other and said in surprise.

"Hey, damn it, it looks a lot better!" Father Zhou came back to his senses and teased.

"Why, don't you think I'm ugly, don't you, Zhou Shi, tell me, how long have you kept this in your heart?" Zhou's mother stared at Zhou's father with an unkind expression.

Father Zhou said, "Why would I despise you?"

"Then what do you mean by that? You clearly dislike me!" Mother Zhou straightened her back.

"I'll go and see the pot, by the way, where is Xiaofan?" Father Zhou changed the subject.

"Xiao Fan went to the ancestral hall early in the morning. You know, he likes going to the ancestral hall since he was a child... Hey, Zhou Shi, don't change the subject, how about asking you?"

"It's endless, right? I don't bother to talk to you." Father Zhou turned and went back to the house.

"..."

Not to mention the two elders, when Zhou Fan took the two elders to sleep yesterday, he used his own true energy to nourish their whole bodies, clearing away their old and tired diseases.

At this time, Zhou Fan had arrived at the ancestral hall in the village.

Although Zhoujia Village has been in decline for many years, the ancestral hall is well maintained, and a breath of historical precipitation blows over us.

The ancestral hall is divided into core, inner, and outer parts. If there is no major event, the ancestral hall will not be opened at the core, and Zhou Fan is going to the core, where the sacrificial tripod is placed.

Zhou Fan interfered with the guards of the ancestral hall with his spiritual thoughts, and walked in just like that.

When I came to the ancestral hall, the gate was claustrophobic. This place is the most important place in Zhoujia Village. The inner and outer parts are closely watched, but there is no one here.

This is Zhou Fan's first time here, women and children are not allowed to enter this place.

Zhou Fan pushed open the door and walked in. He was facing a painting, and Zhou Fan knew the portrait on it.

It is the last emperor of the human race, Xia Yu, and a statue of Xia Yu will be hung in the ancestral temple in the Great Xia.

It is said that the Great Xia royal family is Xia Yu's direct bloodline. Of course, there is no way to find out whether this is true. After all, it is all about the Middle Ages. Who knows.

Under the portraits are Zhou's ancestors from generation to generation, and in the center of the hall, there are nine tripods standing in the center.

Zhou Fan's eyes froze, this is the sacrificial cauldron that can suppress the immortal gourd! ! !

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary sacrificial tripod, the body of the tripod is a bit blurred, and some flying insects, birds and beasts can be seen vaguely.

Zhou Fan observed carefully with his own divine sense, and found nothing unusual.

It shouldn't be, if what my father said is correct, this is the existence that can suppress the fairy-killing gourd.

Could it be that his own strength is not enough, can't you see it?Zhou Fan thought that some rare treasures cannot be touched unless they reach a certain level.

Zhou Fan was a little unbelieving, and used his own true energy to input into the tripod, but it was like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

Next, Zhou Fan tried all kinds of methods, dripping blood, burning with fire, soaking in water... nothing happened.

However, Zhou Fan can confirm one thing, this cauldron must be a treasure, and it may be more powerful than Zhanxian Gourd.

Zhou Fan reached out and took out the storage bag. Since there is nothing I can do now, it doesn't mean I can't do anything in the future. Let me get you away first.

Facing Jiuding, Zhou Fan opened the storage bag, trying to put them into the storage bag.

It's a pity that no matter how hard Zhou Fan tried, the Jiuding would not move at all, like a mountain.

Zhou Fan stepped forward, grabbed the tripod with both hands, lifted it up, blushed, Zhou Fan didn't move a single point, you know, although Zhou Fan's martial arts body training skills are not as good as Tu Mengmei's, his strength It should not be underestimated, who would have thought that even such a small tripod could not be moved.

It seems that this tripod is not simple, Zhou Fan stared at the Jiuding and said with emotion.

With my divine sense comparable to that of a golden elixir, supplemented by martial arts body training techniques, there is nothing I can do.

Forget it, sometimes you must have something in your life, and there is always something in your life, don't force it, what is not mine is not mine after all, you can't force it.

Zhou Fan turned around and left without any remembrance.

Even if it was a treasure that could suppress such a killing treasure as the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, Zhou Fan didn't have any memories of it.

Walking out of the ancestral hall without a sound, the guards did not know that anyone had entered the ancestral hall from the beginning to the end.

Walking on the small road in the village, Zhou Fan was thinking about why this Jiuding, which can suppress the gourd of cutting immortals, must not be a common product, and why it appeared in this small Zhou family village.

Even if the ancestors of the Zhou family were extraordinary, the biggest one was no more than the fourth rank of official residence.

Although there are practitioners in this secular dynasty, such as Confucianism, most of them entered the court as officials, and they should prove what they have learned.

Therefore, the strength of the secular dynasties is not bad, not to mention Da Xia, the overlord of the western part of Dongsheng Continent, and being able to become a fourth-rank official is considered extraordinary.

But this kind of rare treasure, the fourth grade, is not enough.

There must be something in it, but unfortunately the Zhou family has been in decline for many years now, and I don't know if anyone knows the origin of the Jiuding.