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The process of returning to the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce went smoothly, and there was no such thing as the **** situation of not being able to recognize who is who.

Originally, Chu Yun's appearance had not changed much, as long as he dressed as a man's makeup, he could tell it out.

And Wanbao Chamber of Commerce also has a set of code words, even if it changes its appearance, it doesn't matter.

With Chu Yun's relationship, Lu Chuan's original embarrassment was relieved.

A large number of Level 3 and Level 4 elixir were given priority, and Lu Chuan almost spit out sour water.

All his physical injuries were cured by Xiao Huan Dan. He was purely weak. As long as the number of elixir is sufficient, it will be cured soon.

"I was hunted down before, and I heard those people say'Pray for Gods'. Please check and see if there are any clues. By the way, don't tell anyone except you. I suspect this force is controlling a lot. Little school, otherwise Wufangmen wouldn’t chase me inexplicably."

Lu Chuan was exhausted, and he sent a message to Qiankun Jianzong, asking Lao Zhangren about the "Praying for Heaven".

As a result, it has been more than a long time, and there is no news from Qiankun Jianzong.

"Pray for the gods? A good name!"

Chu Yun responded and immediately started to work on this matter.

After spending a few days in Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, Lu Chuan left.

Although the hope is not great, he still plans to find the Wang family.

After all, it was my first mission after joining Qiankun Sword Sect. Even if it was not completed, there was no news at all.

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Pingshan County is the furthest county of Jinhua County, adjacent to Dongping County, surrounded by many minerals and medicinal materials.

Minerals are all ordinary materials, and medicinal materials are only first and second grade.

Although it is of little value to monks in the condensing and refining period, it is a necessity for ordinary people and low-level monks.

Often walking around in the mountains and forests, injuries are inevitable. Most of the medicinal materials in Pingshan County are used for treatment, so they are very popular.

The Wang family that Lu Chuan is looking for this time is a small family, how small is it? According to the information Chu Yun gave before, there were only two people left.

An old man in his sixties and a young man in his twenties.

The grandfather and grandson both disappeared after a little accident.

"Is it here?"

Knocked gently on the door, and an old voice came from inside.

"Who?"

"it's me!"

"You! Wait!"

After the inexplicable dialogue, there is a long wait.

This old man of the Wang family walked tremblingly, and it was definitely the existence of countless drivers who were put in Lu Chuan's previous life.

"Oh, boy, who are you looking for?"

After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened.

In the small yard of just 20 meters, Mr. Wang walked for half a cup of tea.

Like Parkinson, it can be blown down by a gust of wind.

"I'm looking for someone named Wang Ziming, do you know him?"

Lu Chuan held Mr. Wang in a hand, especially afraid that he would die like this after accidentally falling.

"Wang Ziming? A little familiar!"

Hearing what Lu Chuan said, Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment, and then began to remember.

A cup of tea time has passed...

Half a stick of incense time passed...

Lu Chuan scratched his head anxiously, but did not dare to ask.

After looking for so long, this is the first familiar one.

At this age, if Lu Chuan interrupted his thoughts, he probably wouldn't even remember who he was.

Lu Chuan was afraid that the little hope he had finally found would be cut off, so he could only endure it.

After waiting for a long time, Grandpa Wang finally spoke again.

"Prince Ming, he seems to be our ancestor."

"Old ancestor? By the way, this is it!"

Lu Chuan burst into tears with excitement when he heard the words of Mr. Wang.

After a lot of hard work, I finally found it.

Thanks to him for not wasting time, if he delays for a few more days, it is estimated that the old man will die.

"Master said slowly, don't worry!"

Lu Chuan whispered a few words of comfort, especially afraid that the old lady would belch before coming up because of the anxiety.

"Wang Ziming, is the ancestor of my Wang family, it has been more than a thousand years ago."

Grandpa Wang said a word and took a breath, and said slowly: "It is said that in the past, the ancestors would send news from time to time. My father said that he had received messages from the ancestors, but later No more."

"Why not?"

Lu Chuan asked quickly.

"Who knows? I have lived for more than sixty years and have never received a message from my ancestor. I think the ancestor has forgotten it."

Elder Wang sighed, and then asked: "Young man, why are you asking about this suddenly?"

"My ancestor of your royal family and I belong to the same sect. His old man did not forget, but has passed away. Before he died, he commissioned the sect to find you, so I came."

Lu Chuan explained.

"That's it, gods will die too!"

Elder Wang sighed, there was not much fluctuation on his face.

At his age, everything in the world is nothing but a passing moment.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hate parting are all things that mortals have to experience.

When everything came to an end, it was not as terrible as imagined.

"Well, I don't know if the old man has any heirs? If he wants to, I will take him back to the sect. Qiankun Sword Sect is the strongest sect in the Eastern State, and it's definitely better than him going outside."

"Heir, I also have a grandson named Wang Yan. He seems to be in some college, right? Is he going to school or teaching? Hey, I am old and have a bad memory."

Mr. Wang shook his head, his mind was chaotic.

"Hey, boy, who are you looking for?"

"Uh……"

Lu Chuan's expression hurts when he hears what Elder Wang said.

You just forgot as you said, this is Alzheimer's.

Thanks to the key words, Lu Chuan would have to cry on the spot.

After asking a few times again, Lu Chuan discovered that the old man Wang was really sick.

I didn't know what was said as I said it, but I started to move forward as I said it.

After asking several times, except for this family and a son named Wang Yan, nothing else was asked.

"Wang Yan? The Academy? It's not him, right?"

Lu Chuan murmured, he thought of two students from the Spring and Autumn Academy that he had encountered in the field, one of whom was called Wang Yan.

After bidding farewell to Mr. Wang, Lu Chuan planned to visit Chunqiu Academy.

On the one hand, it is for Wang Yan, and on the other hand, Chunqiu Academy may know the information of the God Clan of Qitian.

Lu Chuan didn't know who was chasing him, but he was definitely hostile to the Qitian God Clan, and the hatred between the two was absolutely endless.

As long as he finds the information of the God Clan, Lu Chuan can find out the identity of those who chase him down, and then think of ways to deal with it.