When Zhang Xuan turned around and saw the old woman, he was shocked.

When he stepped into the hall just now, he did not feel that there were other people in the hall. Although all his attention was on observing the ancestral spirit sacrifices on the altar at that time, this person was by no means simple to be able to escape the spiritual consciousness of his own divine soul.

Sure enough, the strength of the old woman in front of him was the strongest among the people Zhang Xuan had seen at present, and under his heavenly eyes, he saw the old woman shrouded in a cloud of black qi, that black qi was full of gloomy and cold feelings, and its strength was above King Wei Wu and Juli Great Sage.

King Wu mid-period? Ghost King mid-term? Samuraister?

A mid-level master of the Ghost King of the Samurai?

The squire, with the help of strange power, obtains extraordinary power, at the cost of his own life.

This old woman may not be as old as she seems!

Between the electric flint, Zhang Xuan thought a lot.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao Zhang Xuan has seen this resident, Poor Dao night tour Fuping City, curious for a moment, so he came to this ancestral hall to take a look, and there was no malice!"

"Zhang Xuan?!" The old woman seemed to be shocked by this name, and a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly shot out two essence lights, bright and terrifying, and carefully stared at Zhang Xuan and began to look.

"Are you Zhang Xuan from the Spirit Sculpture House in the Wangjia Town?"

"Exactly! You know me? Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

"In a flash, it's been almost twenty years!" The old woman did not answer Zhang Xuan's question, her eyes were lowered, and she seemed to be caught in memories.

"You're all so big!" The old woman raised her head again and looked at Zhang Xuan.

Although Zhang Xuan knew that the other party had let go of malice, and the peach wood staff in his hand had already been released, Zhang Xuan was still a little creepy.

"What is this state?" The old woman looked at Zhang Xuandao, who was bathed in golden light.

The old woman, who was a martial king-level master, could not understand Zhang Xuan's state, obviously not an ordinary person's flesh mortal fetus, and she could not see through his depth, and even she had a feeling that her own attack might not be Zhang Xuan's opponent.

How is this possible?

She is a martial king-level master, and she is also a high-end combat power in the entire Great Xia Dynasty. But how old Zhang Xuan's child is, starting from the mother's womb, it has only been about twenty years now.

"Oh! Zhang Xuan was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Have you seen that old man of Wei Yuan?" Seeing that Zhang Xuan was embarrassed, the old woman changed the topic.

However, as soon as her words came out, Zhang Xuan was still a little embarrassed, he knew that Wei Yuan was the name of King Wei Wu, but the title of "Old Pifu" reminded him of yesterday's Great Sage of Great Power. At that time, that Great Sage of Great Power had called Wei Yuan "Old Pifu".

"Yes, senior, junior just met Senior King Wu this afternoon!" Zhang Xuan bowed carefully.

"Huh..., what kind of senior is he, a guy who is disrespectful for the old!" When the old woman saw Zhang Xuan saluting her, she immediately turned her body slightly sideways, not daring to accept Zhang Xuan's worship.

"Senior, Senior King Wu, he..." Zhang Xuan opened his mouth to defend King Wu of Wei.

"All right! Kid, don't excuse that old puppy! The old man has been dealing with that old man for decades, and he still doesn't know who he is? When the old man saw you in the day, he did not even come to speak to the old man; If you hadn't come to the ancestral hall this night, your old body would still be in the dark! The old woman waved her hand and said.

Zhang Xuan overturned a conclusion just now, that is, the age of this old woman, King Wei Wu was about a hundred years old, this old woman said that she had dealt with King Wei Wu for decades, and the tone of voice should not be much different.

Then there is still a problem with his past cognition of the squire, and the squire must have a corresponding way to increase his life, otherwise it is impossible to live to be more than a hundred years old, or even longer.

Zhang Xuan always felt a little strange in the past two days, the original owner's memory had never seen King Wei Wu, why when he saw King Wei Wu today, the other party seemed to be particularly familiar with him. The old lady seemed to know herself very well, and she would be angry that King Wei Wu had seen that he had not spoken to her.

A sense of absurdity rose in Zhang Xuan's heart, as if these two had known themselves a long time ago and were very familiar.

What the hell is going on here?

"Good boy, the old man does not ask what you said to the old man during the day; Tomorrow the old man will personally ask the old puppy! "The old woman seems to be resentful.

Sure enough, he can't offend a woman, whether he is young or old, Zhang Xuan secretly said in his heart.

"Senior, you know me?" Zhang Xuan still couldn't help but ask.

The old woman also seemed to be stunned, her eyes blinked, and she said with a smile: "I don't know, I heard that old man mention you before, after all, you are also his junior!"

Zhang Xuan naturally didn't believe it, but seeing that the old woman seemed unwilling to say it, he no longer forced it.

"Child, what are you coming to the ancestral hall for this time?" The old woman didn't quite believe that Zhang Xuan was purely curious.

"This..." Zhang Xuan was a little embarrassed, after all, he had just discussed with King Weiwu, and he would not disclose the matter of the gods to the outside world for the time being. This old woman herself did not know her specific origin and what was the relationship with King Wei Wu.

"Senior, junior came here this time to admire the demeanor of my Terran seniors, but there is really nothing else." Zhang Xuan thought about it, but decided not to say anything about the sealing of gods for the time being.

The old woman took a deep look at Zhang Xuan and didn't say much.

"Good boy, if you have a heart, my Terran race can always stand in this harsh world, relying on the efforts and sacrifices of these countless ancestors, without their dedication, my Terran race would have been exterminated by those strange people long ago!" Alas..." The old woman looked at the ancestral spirit in the ancestral hall and sighed.

"Sacrifice for my Terran before death, protect my Terran after death, alas..., I don't know when..."

The old woman's voice became more and more low.

Zhang Xuan's heart was impulsive, and he wanted to say something about the gods, but in the end, he temporarily suppressed it, raised his head and looked at a tablet and statue of the god on the altar, as well as the three portraits on the wall.

Under the full operation of the Heavenly Eye, Zhang Xuan found that most of the tablets and statues were empty, and he could only see the broken ancestral spirit space, and the ancestral spirit had disappeared.

Is this the end of Zu Ling's life?!

Zhang Xuan was abrupt.

"Alas..." Zhang Xuan also let out a long sigh, and a trace of sadness filled his heart.

"Sacrifice for the Terrans before death, and protect the Terrans after death!" These

words continued to echo in Zhang Xuan's heart.

"After death, protect the Terrans until the soul is gone! This world should not be like this..."

Zhang Xuan held the dust in his hand tightly, and his eyes fell on the altar again, a venerable tablet and a statue, and secretly made a vow in his heart.

"I, Zhang Xuan, hereby swear: I am willing to spend the rest of my life to sweep away the strangeness of this world, and return the world to a bright world..."

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