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Although she was curious as to what Wang Hua Chi and Qin Wu were talking about, Yun Shan still tactfully said that she wanted to go to the kitchen to help, leaving the two of them space for conversation.

Qin Wu followed Wang Hua Chi to the study room. The latter had a serious expression on his face as he solemnly retrieved a painting from the bookshelf and spread it out on the desk.

"This is the portrait left by my father. According to my father, the monk in the portrait is the ancestor, and my father said that his talent is lacking and that it is difficult for him to succeed in the dao heart. He was unable to enter the tutelage of the master, but fortunately, the master pitied him and accepted him as an honorary disciple. "I used to think it was strange, thinking maybe my father was a little muddle-headed. What's the use of having a portrait that looks so old? I didn't expect that I would have to wait for someone today."

Wang Hua Chi spoke of the past and sighed endlessly. He remembered his father, who was also in tears.

Qin Wu took a step forward and stared at the portrait, he was instantly dumbfounded. The figure in the portrait was none other than his teacher, the old bald donkey Shen Xu, who had taught him all his abilities.

A long time ago, Qin Wu had known that this old bald donkey was a huge monster with an unfathomable cultivation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have caused such a ruckus in the military department only to walk in front of the old bald donkey for less than ten moves.

However, he never would have thought that this guy had lived for so many years, and his appearance was almost the same as the portrait.

According to what Wang Huachi said, this painting was painted by his father when he was in his early twenties. At that time, he was not even born yet. Now that his father was dead, he himself was almost sixty to seventy. If this was the case, then he should be at least 130 to 140 years old. He still looked around 50. He was truly a monster.

Luckily, the appearance of this old fogey didn't change. Thus, Qin Wu was able to recognize that the person who drew this portrait was him.

"Actually, the person in the portrait is my master. His magic title is empty, I wonder if your father ever mentioned it to you?" When Qin Hao saw Wang Hua Chi looking at him with a puzzled expression, he knew that he had doubts. After a slight hesitation, he decided to tell him the truth.

Wang Hua Chi's expression froze as he stared blankly at Qin Wu. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Are you saying, you are the disciple of the Emptiness Grandmaster? "My father's junior apprentice-brother?"

As for the empty monk, Wang Hua Chi still had some understanding of him. The reason why he didn't mention him was to intentionally leave a trump card in his hand, so that Qin Wu wouldn't be the person his father spoke of.

He still remembered meeting the empty monk once when he was young. It was only after that time that his father started teaching him medical skills and some basic laws of breathing and recuperation. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so energetic at this age and rarely get sick.

However, since that meeting, the empty monk had never appeared, much less come to their house. Only until his father's death did he leave behind this portrait and those last words.

After all, so many years had passed, and according to the knowledge of ordinary people, the old bald donkey, the Kidney Void Elder, should have already passed away. But now, a disciple suddenly appeared, and at such a young age, this was simply unrealistic.

"Yes, not only that, Master is actually still alive in this world. Before, we all lived in the Coiled Dragon Temple on Coiled Dragon Mountain. Not long ago, after I went down the mountain, Master went on a long journey. Even I don't know where he is right now. "

Wang Huaji swallowed his saliva and asked with some doubt, "Since Martial Ancestor is still alive, isn't he just an immortal?"

Qin Wu laughed, "I'm not sure about the exact age of that old fogey. According to what you said, he should be around one hundred and forty fifty. He said that the possibility of immortals is too high, I guess he should be considered a true Qi Cultivator. "

As he spoke, he pointed at the door, "You don't have to be too surprised. There are many things in this world that science cannot explain, and cultivators are one of them. Don't you believe that? Else, how could the Five Emperors' money be on display for so many years? "

Wang Huazhi nodded his head, he agreed with Qin Wu's point of view. Long ago, he had thought that his father was just spouting nonsense. The so called Feng Shui and the mantra were all feudal superstitions and harmful things.

However, when he saw that his father had used the talisman left behind by his ancestor to save an incurable patient, he had no choice but to believe those were the facts.

Wang Hua Chi sighed as he lowered his head to conceal the unfairness in his heart. His gaze just so happened to sweep across Qin Wu's right hand.

"That's right, that's right. These Sect Leader's talismans are exactly the same …" After a careful examination, Wang Hua Chi discovered that the ring Qin Wu was wearing on his right hand was exactly the same as the one in the portrait of his grandteacher. He had once heard his father mentioning that this was the Sect Leader's token. Since his Martial Ancestor was able to hand over the token to Qin Wu, then his words had basically been confirmed.

Without saying anything further, Wang Hua Chi bent down to pay his respects to Qin Wu. Since he had already confirmed his identity, he had to abide by the rules of the sect.

Although Qin Wu was young, in his early twenties, he was of high seniority. Not only did he possess the sect head's talisman, according to his seniority, he was also the last disciple of his ancestor, his father's junior brother, his uncle master.

Qin Wu was given a fright by Wang Hua Chi's sudden actions. Lifting his hand, an invisible force wrapped around Wang Hua Chi, "Dean Wang, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Qin Wu was about to make a move and was stopped in mid-air, Wang Hua Chi was filled with even more respect for his Junior Martial Uncle's abilities. "Senior Martial Uncle, please don't call me Dean Wang from now on. Little Chi, Hua Chi, these are the names my father's elders called me, you can call me whatever you want. "After all, you are the Sect Leader of our sect, and also my senior martial uncle. If I kowtow and pay my respects, then I must abide by the rules."

Qin Wu was slightly startled, he pointed to the ring on his right middle finger and asked in surprise: "You said, this is the Sect Leader's token? Then do you know which sect or sect we are from? "

Wang Huaji was even more shocked. "Martial Uncle, you don't know? Master Ancestor never told you? "

Qin Wu shook his head, "The old fellow had never told me the origins of this ring. He had already given it to me a long time ago, but he also didn't tell me what it was. He only said that it was a supreme treasure."

"So that's how it is. Actually, I'm not too sure about the sect's background. I only found out about this ring from my father. Otherwise, I'm not sure if what you said was true."

Wang Hua Chi laughed as he spoke, thought for a moment, then spoke again, "Since Martial Ancestor has not told me anything, I will tell you some of the past. In fact, the honorary disciple wasn't only my father. There was another person in the Sky Sea, so he was going to be Yun Tianzheng's disciple. My father and my junior brother's father were good brothers who had forgotten their age. That year, they had been sworn brothers with their senior master, my father learned medicine, and my junior brother's father learned martial arts. But then, something happened with Junior Brother. I wanted to inform Master Ancestor, but I couldn't find any information, so I had to leave it at that. "

Yun Tian is also the honorary disciple of the old fellow? That's why you are so protective of Sis Shan? "