After Han Ming left, the Zhu family ushered in a golden age for decades. Lin Yuqing was taken care of in the court, and there were treasures built into mountains in ancient tombs in the rivers and lakes, which were rich and powerful.

Because of his close relationship with Lin Yuqing, the court could not limit it. The number of black guards was tens of thousands, and most of them were elites who retreated from the Black Feather Army. They knew both military formations and martial arts, and were unstoppable across several states.

The Zhu Family Hua Yimen became the commander of the Wu Kingdom's martial arts world, and no one dared to disobey it.

The eldest brother took over the head of the Huayi Sect when he was 30 years old, and also took over as the head of the Zhu family. He also married the young princess who was famous in Wu. He was a kind of favor between princes and nobles.

The eldest brother has indeed become a peerless martial arts master as he said when he was young. His martial arts attainments are no worse than his father at all, that is, Mr. Zhu San, who is known as two peerless martial arts geniuses with Senior Brother Qi.

"He also married the Princess of Wu? How many wives did he marry? Who is your mother?" Han Ming looked up and down at the old man and spoke strangely.

The eldest brother is completely the peak of a mortal. Judging from his attitude, he is probably the most powerful people in the Wu Kingdom, but he is not as free as a court's trivial constraints. He is even more free than the emperor.

"My father has three wives and two concubines in his life. Miss Chi Family is the main wife, Miss Lin Family on the left, Princess Yao Xin on the right, and the two concubines are the father's personal maids, Aunt Ping'er and Aunt Lan'er. My nephew's mother, Miss Chi Family, and her boudoir name is Yanyan!" The old man said respectfully.

"So that's the case, I've enjoyed the blessing of Qi people!" Han Ming nodded, and then added: "Continue talking."

The eldest brother enjoyed the ultimate wealth and glory in the first half of his life, but after he was sixty, he seemed to have seen through everything, and handed over the things and other things to those who were worthy of entrusting, and went around and drilled into the deep mountains and forests.

"To be honest, the Zhu Chi family had also produced immortal cultivators before. The two ancestors left five sets of qi-practice techniques and placed them in Zhu Chi Garden to select cultivators with spiritual roots among the younger generations. However, this is a secret, only the heads of the family dynasties are qualified to know." The old man continued to speak.

"There is a qi practice technique in Zhu Chiyuan. Did you practice it? Do you have spiritual roots?" Han Ming's heart moved and he immediately asked.

"When I was young, my father had already practiced and had no five elements of spiritual roots. This is also the reason why my father left the Zhu family to seek immortality in his later years." The old man said slowly, and then thought about it and added: "When I was young, I heard my father talk with my mother in a secret conversation, and it mentioned the uncle of the master, which was to guess why the uncle did not stay in Zhu Chi Garden. It should have been seeking immortality and asking for the truth."

"I was just a small Qi training period back then, and I only had the fifth level of Qi training. I don't know what the Immortal Cultivation World looks like, so how can I take my senior brother with me!" Han Ming sighed silently, and then said, "What about the matter behind me? Have you never come back after leaving the Zhu family?"

"My father left at seventy, and ninety, he returned to the Zhu family once, but after staying for a while, he left Xunxian again. No news came back. Before leaving, he only took away the portrait of his uncle!" The old man continued to speak, with a hint of depression in his tone. Although this was something that happened decades ago, his memory was a little blurred.

After hearing this, Han Ming was silent, closed his eyes and thought for a while before breathing a long sigh: "The past is gone, it's better not to mention it. What about you, have you practiced the Five Elements of Zhu Chiyuan and embarked on the road of cultivation, but why have you been staying in the Zhu family?"

When talking about the elder brother, the old man was silent for a while. When he heard Han Ming's question, he realized and said a little embarrassedly: "Although my nephew relied on the face of the deceased ancestor of the Zhu family, he was just an outer disciple, without any cultivation resources, and had four spiritual roots. He felt that he had no future in cultivating immortals and came back to the mundane world and focused on managing the Zhu family."

"It is a good choice to retreat in a rapids!" Han Ming nodded, then looked at Zhu Lingqin in a blink of an eye and said, "You are so old, why is there a 15 or 16-year-old child, your biological child? The spiritual root qualifications are good, and the thunder spirit root is different attributes!"

When the old man heard Han Ming say that he was so old, he had a child. The old man's face turned slightly red, but when he heard Han Ming's next words, the old man's eyes widened instantly, his mood fluctuated abnormally, and his soul was a little unstable.

"What? Uncle Master, are you not wrong? Ling Qin has spiritual roots or a spiritual root of a different attribute?" The old man said with some trembling words.

"Although it's not very pure, it's indeed the thunder spirit root." Han Ming nodded.

Hearing Han Ming's confirmation, the old man was surprised and murmured repeatedly: "Yes, Zhu Chiyuan only has the Five Elements Practice. Including the wind attributes left by Uncle Master back then, there are still thunder attributes, dark attributes, light attributes, etc.."

The old man floated to the edge of Zhu Lingqin, and his face was shaking. If he hadn't been in his soul body now, he would have been crying and hugged Zhu Lingqin and cried.

Staring at Zhu Lingqin, looking around from head to toe, the old man suddenly turned his head and knelt down for Han Ming, pulling Han Ming's robe, and forcibly condensed his soul and squeezed out a few tears. "Uncle Master, Ling Qin may be the last bloodline of our lineage. It would be fine if he didn't have a spiritual root, just give him a glory and wealth. But now with spiritual roots, it's still a strange spiritual root. Uncle Master, you can't ignore it. If you don't care, how can your nephew explain to his father?"

Han Ming suddenly felt a black thread appearing on his forehead when he was crying and pulling the corner of his clothes by someone who looked dozens of times older than him.

"Get up first, the head of the Zhu family, what does it look like crying!" Han Ming pulled the corner of his clothes.

"Uncle Master, if you don't care about him, my family leader will be the last one." The old man ignored him and continued to lie at Han Ming's feet, cried for a while and raised his head: "When my father was alive, he often said that Uncle Master, you value friendship and is his best junior brother. In addition, you gave him two gifts for marriage, but you missed a princess, which I owe him, so you can't help but repay it!"

"By the way, my father has been taking care of the uncle's family, making the Han family rich. Now he has been passed down for six or seven generations. Now he has settled in Tianyuan Prefecture in Jingzhou and has issued a strict order. The Zhu family will take care of the Han family for one day. Moreover, these cares are all from extremely secrets. On the surface, the Zhu family has no relationship with the Han family. Even if the Zhu family is in trouble, the Han family will not be implicated. Now that Jiayue Kingdom invades, the Zhu family has been almost killed, but the Han family in Tianyuan Prefecture is intact." The old man continued to cry out, like a cuckoo crying blood, and wailing.

Han Ming looked at the old man at his feet, then looked at Zhu Lingqin with big eyes, and sighed silently in his heart. These two people are close relatives of the eldest brother's bloodline. Even if the other party does not have spiritual roots, they cannot ignore it. What's more, the other party has spiritual roots, which is very good.

God is asking the Zhu family to produce an immortal cultivator, which may not be verified by the elder brother, so that will be verified by his descendants!

After a while of silence, Han Ming slowly spoke: "Okay."

"Really speaking, I am your uncle, but immortal cultivators don't care much about generations. Zhu Lingqin, let me ask you, I would like to be my master!" Han Ming said solemnly.

When the old man heard Han Ming's words, he felt immediately. His sad cry immediately stopped and instantly turned into joy and excitement. He turned his head to look at Zhu Lingqin and shouted fiercely: "I'm not here yet, I'm not here yet, pay homage to the master!"

Zhu Lingqin was stunned by her father's actions, and she was crying in front of her, like an angry young wife, but in a blink of an eye, she was as powerful as if she had become the head of the Zhu family's one-word and nine-calf family again!

"Don't come here quickly!" the old man continued to shout.

"Young master, it's a pity that your junior nephew doesn't go to be an actor. He can act more than me!" Ran Qixi's nice voice sounded in Han Ming's mind.

Han Ming ignored Ran Qixi and looked at Zhu Lingqin with a gentle smile.

"Disciple Zhu Lingqin pays homage to Master!" Zhu Lingqin obediently gave Han Ming a big gift under the scolding of his father.

Han Ming nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand to touch the storage bag, and said, "I'm going to be my teacher, but I'm not going to give you some gifts. I'll see what to give you."

After flipping through the storage bag for a while, Han Ming frowned slightly. The things in his storage bag were too advanced, and he didn't even have a top-quality spiritual weapon. It was too expensive to take it out for this boy who had not started practicing qi.

After thinking for a while, Han Ming turned his hand and took out a piece of Qingyunjin who had refined magic weapons and said, "I saw that you used sword skills before, so I will give you a thick sword embryo. If you form a pill in the future, just use it to cultivate it into magic weapons!"

With a light condensed, a ball of blazing flames rose in Han Ming's palm. In a moment, Qingyun financialized, and used his mental power to outline the rough appearance of a flying sword and threw it into Zhu Lingqin's hand.

"I have sealed the weight of the material. You can unprint it at will. You can use it as you like your hands." Han Ming said slowly.

"Uncle Master, what is that thing? Can you refine magic weapons? It's not a magic weapon material, right?" The old man stared at the sword embryo and asked in a low voice in a whispering posture.

"That's right!" Han Ming nodded.

The old man was stunned. That was the magic weapon material. Not to mention his young cultivator in the Qi training stage, even those masters in the Foundation Establishment stage would have to lose everything to get a little, but now they are regarded as the rough embryo of the mortal sword, not even a spiritual weapon!

Although he tried his best to guess the realm of Uncle Han who suddenly appeared, the old man still found that he had guessed lower.

"I have such a good thing, but I'm here to thank my uncle!" The old man turned his head and shouted at Zhu Lingqin.

Zhu Lingqin dared not disobey her father's order, so she came up and thanked Han Ming for a big week.
Chapter completed!