Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

"Why did that female cultivator kidnap your sister?" Logically speaking, since the young man had offended the female cultivator, she should have been the one to cause trouble for him. Why would she kidnap a little girl who couldn't practice cultivation?

"I'm afraid that the female cultivator knows that my granddaughter has inherited the legacy of her ancestors." The old man looked at Luo Shan and the other man for a long time before he sighed and said:

"My ancestors once produced powerful monks, but their descendants were not up to par, which is why they have fallen into decline today."

"My great-grandfather is also a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage. He told me that if a bloodline is born in the Zeng family in the future, it must be tested with blood jade. If the blood jade is integrated with it, when it reaches a certain age, the bloodline inheritance will be awakened."

"Er'er is the one who integrated the blood jade left by our ancestors." The old man said with a worried look on his face.

"In addition to the blood jade left by our ancestors, it is also the key to activate the formation barrier in the courtyard."

"What!!" Ling Wanran's voice suddenly rose, and her expression instantly became ugly.

"Fairy Ling?" The old man was startled by Ling Wanran. Before he could say anything, he heard Ling Wanran's serious expression and righteous look:

"This female cultivator is really abominable. She actually attacked a little girl. Such behavior is no different from that of an evil cultivator. Don't worry, I will not sit idly by and watch this matter."

The old man's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was filled with gratitude: "Fairy Ling, such a great favor, I have no way to repay you. If you can save your granddaughter, Fairy Ling, even if you ask me to go through fire and water, I will not refuse."

He is already old now, and his cultivation is not much higher than that of his grandson. If he goes to rescue his granddaughter alone, he might never come back and would just give his life away in vain.

"Don't be like this. By the way, since that female cultivator has captured Er Er and there is no trace of her now, can you give me a drop of your blood? I have a method that can use the blood of a loved one to find that person." This is actually a forbidden technique, but given the current situation, there is no room for considering anything else, so this is the only way.

"Okay." The old man said, and forced out a drop of blood.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you stay here and look after them. I'm going to go look for Er Er." Ling Wanran said, and turned around and left.

Luo Shan looked at the old man and the young man in the room, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he asked tentatively: "Old man, I wonder if you can tell me about the deeds of your ancestors?"

The old man lowered his brows and thought for a moment before he told the story.

In fact, the things left by the ancestors have been almost consumed, except for the barrier of this house and the blood inheritance. But since it is blood, naturally others cannot take it away, so this is why he said it without hesitation just now.

“The glory of our ancestors was thousands of years ago. Fairy Luo, you have seen it. Now, there are only three of us left in the Zeng family, my grandson and I, who depend on each other.” The old man looked sad. He looked at the old furniture in the house and felt desolate in his heart.

He thought that some of his ancestors had reached the Nascent Soul stage, but who could have imagined that thousands of years later, the entire Zeng family would become what it is today.

"Your ancestors actually practiced formations." Luo Shan exclaimed. She knew nothing about formations. She had listened to the explanation of the Luoxia Sect disciple in Xi Village before, and found it very obscure and difficult to understand.

In Luo Shan's mind, formations are very difficult to learn, so after knowing that the ancestor of the Zeng family was a master of formations, a sense of respect suddenly arose in his heart.

"That's right, but it's a pity that after the death of our ancestor, no one in my Zeng family has learned the formation." The old man sighed.

"Grandpa, why have I never heard you say this before?" The young man on the bed struggled to sit up and asked curiously.

"You naturally don't know, because the jade letter of the formation has been lost long ago." A strange look flashed across the old man's eyes, and his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

"By the way, Xiao Tong, you said that female cultivator kidnapped your sister, why didn't she try to kill you?" Luo Shan was very surprised. After all, with the boy's cultivation level, it was impossible for him to escape from that cultivator.

"I don't know either. I just remember that she slapped me and then kidnapped my sister." The young man was also confused. He frowned but couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

"Is it possible that the female cultivator deliberately kept you back?" Luo San felt something was wrong.

"But why did she do that?"

"Of course, to lead us." Luo San narrowed his eyes, his gaze wandering between the old man and the young man for a long time.

This family, old and young, even if it is a legacy, it is a bloodline legacy. Others are not members of the Zeng family, so how can they possibly inherit it? This is either to lure them out, or...

Thinking of the jade letter of the formation the old man had just mentioned, he looked at the old man suspiciously.

Could it be that he came here for the formation jade letter?

Of course, it is also possible that it was for Fellow Daoist Ling. After all, Fellow Daoist Ling is worth a lot of spirit stones.

This was the first time that Fellow Daoist Ling appeared in Wuwang City, but his appearance did not change, so it was understandable that someone recognized him.

"I have something to ask Fellow Daoist Ling. Unless there is a special situation, you two should not go out." Luo Shan ordered and stood up to go out.

Ling Wanran followed the paper cranes forward. After walking for an hour, the paper cranes stopped outside a stone wall deep in the alley. Next to the stone wall was a closed wooden door with a rusty door knocker. It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.

Standing outside the wooden door, Ling Wanran probed inside with her spiritual sense. The yard was covered with weeds, one of the three rooms had collapsed in half, and the wooden house in the middle was also shaky as if it was about to collapse.

There was no sign of a cultivator in the house, and no one was inside. But the paper crane chose to stop there. It seemed that there was something else going on in this yard.

Ling Wanran did not choose to go in directly, but instead used her spiritual power to jump to the top of the wall. After thinking for a while, she controlled the paper crane to fall into the yard. After not seeing any trap, she jumped into the yard.

After carefully searching the three rooms with her spiritual sense and still not finding anyone, Ling Wanran's expression became serious.

She stared at the paper crane that fell to the ground for a while, then her expression suddenly changed. She quickly took out the flying sword and controlled it to stab the ground.

"boom!"

Smoke and dust rose up, and a deep hole was blown out on the ground in the yard.

"Hahahaha, Luo San, today you..." A male voice sounded behind him. The moment he saw Ling Wanran, his face changed and his expression became ugly: "Who are you?"

"I'm your father." Ling Wanran had an ugly expression on her face, and she attacked the man directly while speaking.

"Are you the female cultivator who betrayed Qingyun Sect?" The man had an unpleasant expression. After taking Ling Wanran's sword head-on, he shouted towards the house with an unpleasant expression:

"You bastard, why didn't you tell me about Ling Wanran?" The trap he set was specifically aimed at the corpse puppets. Now that this female cultivator has come, wouldn't the Fiery Sun Formation he set up be useless?

"Xuan Guizi, don't be anxious. Since it is Ling Wan who came, kill her first and then look for Luo San!" The person in the house came out. Ling Wanran took a look and immediately understood.

"It's you!" The person who came was the middle-aged male cultivator beside the young master of the Wang family who had previously had a conflict with Luo San in the Wuwang Sea.