The next morning.

"Old man, why have you become younger!", "Boy, why have you become younger?" The two old men pointed at each other and said in surprise.

"Hey, my mother, it looks a lot better!" Zhou's father came to his senses and joked.

"Why, I'm sorry for being bad-looking, right? Well, you Zhou Shi, say, how long have you been hiding this in your heart?" Zhou's mother stared at Zhou's father with a bad expression.

Zhou's father said, "How could I dislike you?"

"Then what do you mean? It's clear that you dislike me!" Zhou's mother straightened her back.

"I'll go and see the pot, by the way, where did Xiaofan go?" Zhou's father changed the topic.

"Xiaofan went to the ancestral hall early in the morning. You also know that he has liked to go to the ancestral hall since he was a child... Hey, Zhou Shi, don't talk about the topic, what are you asking?"

"It's endless, right? I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Zhou's father turned around and went back to the house.

“…”

Not to mention these two elders, Zhou Fan took advantage of the two elders sleeping yesterday and used his true energy to nourish their whole body, clearing all their old diseases that they usually have to work.

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

Although Zhoujia Village has been declining for many years, the ancestral hall is well maintained, and a breath of historical precipitation hits us.

The ancestral hall is divided into three parts: core, inner and outer parts. If there is no major event in normal times, the ancestral temple will not be opened in the core area. What Zhou Fan wants to go to is the core area, where will the sacrifice cauldron be placed.

Zhou Fan used his divine thoughts to interfere with the people guarding the ancestral hall and walked in with a swagger.

When I came to the ancestral temple, the gate was claustrophobic. This place was the most important place in Zhoujia Village. The inside and outside part were closely watched, but there was no one here.

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

Zhou Fan pushed open the door and walked in. A painting was opposite to him. Zhou Fan also knew about the portrait on it.

It is the last human emperor of the human race, Xia Yu, and the ancestral temples in Daxia, there will be a statue of Xia Yu hanging on it.

It is said that the Daxia royal family is Xia Yu's direct bloodline. Of course, it is impossible to check whether this matter is true. After all, it is all from the Middle Ages, who knows?

The portraits are all the ancestors of Zhou, and in the center of the hall, there are nine tripods standing in the center.

Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed. This is the sacrifice cauldron that can suppress the immortal-killing gourd!!!

At first glance, it was an ordinary sacrifice cauldron. The body of the cauldron was a little blurred, and you could still see that it was the figures of some flying insects, birds and beasts.

Zhou Fan observed carefully with his own spiritual thoughts, but did not find any abnormalities.

It shouldn't be. If my father said it right, this can suppress the existence of the immortal-killing gourd.

Could it be that he was not strong enough to see it? Zhou Fan thought that some strange treasures could not be touched if they were not in a certain state.

Zhou Fan was a little unbeliever and used his true energy to enter the cauldron, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction.

Next, Zhou Fan used all the methods, including blood drops, fire, water soaking... and no response.

However, Zhou Fan could confirm one thing: this tripod must be a treasure, and may be even more powerful than the immortal-killing gourd.

Zhou Fan reached out and took out the storage bag. Since there is no way to do it now, it doesn’t mean I can’t do it in the future. I will get you away first.

Facing Jiuding, Zhou Fan opened the storage bags, hoping to put them in the storage bags.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard Zhou Fan tried, these nine tripods were still motionless, as if they were as mountains.

Zhou Fan walked forward, grabbed the cauldron with both hands, and lifted it up, and his face turned red. Zhou Fan didn't even lift it. You know, although Zhou Fan's martial arts and body refining skills are not as good as Tu Mengmei, his strength should not be underestimated. Who would have thought that he could not even move such a small cauldron.

It seems that this tripod is not simple, Zhou Fan stared at the nine tripods and sighed.

With my divine thoughts that are comparable to the golden elixir and supplemented by martial arts and body refining techniques, I can't do anything about it.

Forget it, sometimes you must have it in your destiny. Don’t force it in your destiny. What is not mine is ultimately mine, and you cannot force it.

Zhou Fan turned around and left without any souvenir.

Even if this is a treasure that can suppress the most slaughtered treasure like the Immortal Killing Gourd, Zhou Fan did not have any souvenirs.

He walked out of the ancestral hall silently, and the guards did not know that anyone had entered the ancestral temple from beginning to end.

Walking on the small road in the village, Zhou Fan was thinking about the nine tripods that could suppress the immortal-killing gourd, which was definitely not an ordinary person, so why did it appear in this small Zhou family village?

Even if the Zhou family's ancestors are extraordinary, the biggest one is the fourth rank of official position.

Although there are also people who practice in this secular dynasty, such as Confucianism, who mostly enter the court to become officials and prove what they have learned. Others such as military schools and legalists, etc., also enter the court to become officials.

Therefore, the strength of secular dynasties is pretty good, not to mention the overlords of the western part of Dongshengzhou like Daxia. Being able to become a fourth-rank official is considered extraordinary.

But this kind of extraordinary treasure is not qualified for the fourth grade.

There must be something in it. Unfortunately, the Zhou family has been declining for many years now, and I don’t know if anyone knows the origin of these Nine Cauldrons.

"Xiao Fan?" A voice sounded in Zhou Fan's ears.

"Uncle Zhuzi?" Zhou Fan looked at Zhou Tiezhu, who was much older in front of him and said in surprise.

"I heard your third grandfather say you are back yesterday, but I didn't expect to meet you today! I'm still talking about you this morning!" Zhou Tiezhu looked at Zhou Fan. The young man who was sent to the immortal sect himself had grown up so old now. Zhou Tiezhu is the son of Grandpa San.

Yes, ask Grandpa Third, maybe he knows that, after all, Grandpa Third is also one of the few old tribes in Zhoujia Village, and he should know more about the past of Zhoujia Village than others.

"It just so happens that I have something to ask Grandpa San and Uncle Zhou, I'll have a meal of breakfast!"

"Haha, come here, you can have enough food!" Zhou Tiezhu said with a smile.

When he arrived at the residence of Grandpa San’s house, Zhou Tiezhu’s loud voice opened.

"Dad, who are you here?"

The old man sitting in the yard looked up and saw that it was Zhou Fan, and then he smiled and said, "It's Xiaofan, have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet, Grandpa San!"

"Come on, sit here and have breakfast with grandpa!" The old man patted the bench next to him.

"Hao, Grandpa San!" Zhou Fan was not polite. When he was young, he often had dinner with Grandpa San.

"Aunt Liu, you're still the same!" Zhou Fan shouted into the inner room. Zhou Tiezhu ranked sixth in Zhou's father's generation, while Zhou's father was the third.

"Hey, you boy!" Zhou Tiezhu pointed at Zhou Fan.

"It's Xiaofan. Aunt Liu remembers what you like to eat!"

After breakfast, Zhou Fan said to the old man: "Third Grandpa, grandson is here this time. Actually, there is something I want to ask you for advice!"

"Oh, what's the matter!"

"The nine tripods in our ancestral temple are..."

Before Zhou Fan finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man, "You have entered the ancestral temple!" The old man was angry.

But it immediately eased, "Hey, you have been curious since you were a child, and you have been making trouble for a lot of trouble, and you just want to enter the ancestral temple. Now that you have become a cultivator, who can stop you!"

"Grandpa Third, don't be angry, grandson is just curious!" Zhou Fan said when he saw that the old man was a little angry.

"How can you easily break into the important area of ​​the ancestral temple? You!" The old man pointed at Zhou Fan's forehead.

"The grandson entered the ancestral temple this time and guaranteed no one would discover it! He just was a little curious about the nine tripods!"

"Forget it, since no one notices it, that's fine."

"As for these nine sacrifice cauldrons, they are just sacrifice cauldrons! At most, they are just a little older!"

"There is nothing else...well...whether? Is there anything extraordinary?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Hiss...I think about it...no!" the old man shook his head and said.

"That's it, thank you, Grandpa San!" Zhou Fan said.

It seems that Grandpa San doesn't know either.

"Three Grandpa, grandson has something to do, so I will take it back first!"

"Yeah, go!" the old man nodded.
Chapter completed!