Youth's Cultivation

"I will guard the elixir field and transport Qi and Yin..."

A voice sounded in Wang Xueqing's mind. She was startled at first, but soon a surprise flashed in her eyes. She just subconsciously ran the air flow in her body according to the instructions of the voice, and the aura on her body increased more than three times in an instant, and the white paper showed a magical scene in an instant.

Layers of clouds are looming. When rolling, you can see the cranes flying under the clouds and the tangled pines.

"Oh, my God, what is this? Is this really a painting?"

"This is the treasure of the immortal family. It is definitely the treasure of the immortal family..."

"Tut Tut, this little girl is lucky to find this fairy treasure!"

"I heard from my grandfather's grandfather that there were indeed immortals in the Wang family. Maybe the treasure was also left in the Wang family by chance!"

...

For a moment, there were voices of discussion.

Even Wang Xiaohu was a little surprised. He was really out of sight.

"Hoo..."

But the next moment, Wang Xueqing's strength seemed to be evacuated, and she fell to the ground in an instant, and the things on the picture disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Wang erhu got up and walked forward quickly. Everyone's eyes fell on the picture.

Wang erhu came to the front of the picture, but he didn't look at the picture scroll at all, but looked at Wang Xiaohu who unfolded the picture scroll.

"You're back..."

"Yes!" Wang Xiaohu nodded. He didn't want to attract too much attention, because he couldn't stay for a long time, and he didn't want to bring some unnecessary storm to the Wang family. At the beginning, those believers who knelt down and begged the immortal to bless them to win every bet, but Wang Xiaohu was afraid.

"Just come back, just come back..." Wang erhu held Wang Xiaohu's hand, his eyes full of joy, but he didn't say anything.

"Qingxuan, Xueqing, follow me to the back hall! Qiu Tang, welcome all distinguished guests. I'll come later! " Wang erhu took Wang Xiaohu's arm and walked quickly towards the back hall.

A capable middle-aged man in his early 40s was surprised, but he quickly answered, "yes, Grandpa."

Shen Qingxuan seemed to think of something after seeing Wang erhu's move. He stood up and was excited.

But after all, he was not an ordinary person and didn't speak.

But Wang Xueqing didn't know it at all. She got up feebly and followed Wang erhu to the back hall.

Leaving a group of guests surprised, who is this young man? Let the second master of the king ignore the immortal family treasure.

All kinds of speculation, but these people have never seen Wang Xiaohu. Naturally, they won't guess in any way. Because of the existence of Wang Xiaohu, many people don't believe it now. What immortal is just fabricated and has no real name.

"Second brother..." Wang Xiaohu hugged Wang erhu with a bear. Now Wang erhu is full of silver hair. Although he is in good spirit, he has reached the age of eighty.

"Third brother... Really you're back..." Shen Qingxuan said excitedly. Wang Xiaohu, he saw it for the first time, but there was a portrait of Wang Xiaohu at home.

Moreover, he seemed to know that his inexplicable improvement in his body seemed to have something to do with Wang Xiaohu.

"Qingxuan, very good. It's much better than that weak look!" Wang Xiaohu patted Shen Qingxuan on the shoulder.

"Grandpa..." Wang Xueqing looked at the three people in shock.