Qiu Zu: From an apprentice in a medicine shop to an immortal ancestor.

The outskirts of Xiangyang Village.

Vast rice paddies, a mix of green and yellow, stretched as far as the eye could see. A gentle breeze rippled through them, creating rolling waves.

On the ridges between the fields, Qiu Tianbao, the father, and Qiu Qing, the son, followed Uncle Li as he led them to identify their family's land.

Uncle Li waved his large hand, pointing into the distance, and said:

"Brother Qiu, all this land belongs to your family."

"All of it belongs to us?"

Qiu Tianbao looked at the gently flowing river nearby and couldn't help but swallow.

There were five or six acres of land located along the riverbank, naturally fertile due to year-round river erosion, and easy to irrigate. It was top-quality paddy field, guaranteeing a high yield no matter what was planted.

In Qiu Family Village, his family only had six portions of such good paddy field.

It was nothing like this, with several acres of top-quality paddy field all connected together.

The Qiu family father and son were genuine farmers, and they were rooted to the spot by the sight of such good paddy field.

With so much land, as long as they worked hard, their lives would surely become richer and richer.

"Yes, yes, all of it belongs to your family. It's just that Master Li is in urgent need of money, otherwise, he would definitely be reluctant to sell such good land."

Uncle Li's face showed a hint of envy as he said:

"Brother Qiu, you are truly blessed to have such a good son. You have raised him well."

Qiu Tianbao, the father, smiled, his thoughts complex.

Back then, he was the one in the family who most opposed his youngest son venturing out. Although he was innocent and genuinely considered it for his youngest son's sake, the truth was that he had misjudged.

Now that his youngest son had become successful, his face was thin, and he didn't dare to accept the compliment of "raising his son well," so he kept quiet.

"Of course, Uncle Li, my younger brother has been smart and diligent since he was a child."

Qiu Qing was quite perceptive and quickly changed the subject, pointing to the rice paddies with a mix of green and yellow, and said:

"Uncle Li, who does the crops in this field belong to?"

"Master Li instructed that everything is for your family, saying it's a housewarming gift for your family."

"Generous!"

Qiu Tianbao and Qiu Qing secretly clicked their tongues.

However, the father and son were also clear in their hearts that there was no such thing as unprovoked kindness in the world. Master Li was so generous entirely because of his youngest son's (younger brother's) face.

Just as the group was talking, the sound of horses' hooves came from the distance.

A group of six people, each riding a tall horse with a spirited demeanor, except for a minor official dressed in black, most of the others were wearing fine iron armor, with curved sabers at their waists and bows and crossbows on their backs. At a glance, one could tell they were from the government, elite armored soldiers.

"I am Wu Chuanfeng, a captain of the Demon Suppression Division. May I ask, which family is the fisherman in your village?"

"I am the one."

Uncle Li hurriedly welcomed them, his face full of excitement:

"My lords, you have finally arrived."

Wu Chuanfeng, the Demon Suppression Captain, sized up Uncle Li and nodded slightly, saying:

"I heard that you dreamed of a ghost asking you for a strange fish with something in its belly? Is this true?"

"That's right."

"Did you have nightmares last night?"

"I did, but I can't remember the nightmare from last night. It was much better than before."

The Demon Suppression Captain and the minor official constantly asked questions, recording them in the case.

During the questioning, Wu Chuanfeng, the Demon Suppression Captain, sensed something and glanced up, seeing a young figure walking towards them on the village road in the distance, as fast as a galloping horse, with amazing speed.

"What powerful Qi and blood."

When Wu Chuanfeng saw the "young martial artist," he was slightly surprised in his heart.

"Young brother, you have good skills. Your tendons and joints are well-developed, and you walk like a galloping horse. Your martial arts are truly remarkable."

The person who came was none other than Qiu Zhen, who had rushed back from the town.

"Swish swish swish ~"

While running quickly, Qiu Zhen went to the front of the crowd and cupped his hands:

"Qiu Zhen, a disciple of Medicine King Valley, greets Captain Wu of the Demon Suppression."

"No need to be so polite."

Compared to his official and aloof attitude towards the fisherman Uncle Li, Wu Chuanfeng was obviously much kinder at this time, dismounting from his horse and saying:

"So, young brother Qiu is a highly skilled disciple of Medicine King Valley. No wonder your martial arts are so remarkable. I am Wu Chuanfeng, Captain of the Demon Suppression."

"So it's Captain Wu, a pleasure to meet you."

Qiu Zhen cupped his hands, neither humble nor arrogant.

The Wu Captain in front of him was not a congenital martial artist. His aura was about the fifth level of Houtian, a sign of Houtian perfection, similar to Shopkeeper Liu. His strength was considered powerful, but not to the point where he couldn't afford to associate with him.

Immediately, his expression was very natural, and he casually chatted:

"Captain Wu, I wonder what the situation is with the evil cultivator that Uncle Li encountered?"

"There are still no clues."

Wu Chuanfeng shook his head, his tone solemn, and said:

"That evil cultivator is becoming more and more rampant. Last night, it wasn't just the fisherman, but also the butcher shop, fishmongers in the city, and chefs in restaurants who had nightmares. More and more civilians are being affected."

Qiu Zhen was not surprised to hear this.

If the Yanshan Dharma Master wanted to find the "treasure in the fish," it would definitely be useless to just look for fishermen.

After all, most of the fish caught by fishermen would be sold, and only a few would be eaten by themselves.

If the Yanshan Dharma Master wanted to find the "treasure in the fish," he would inevitably have to expand the search range.

"That evil cultivator is indeed crazy, but fortunately, Captain Wu has come."

"It's my duty."

The group from the Demon Suppression Division didn't stay for long and quickly galloped away.

On the long official road, dust flew everywhere.

After walking away from Qiu Family Village, Wu Chuanfeng casually asked the minor official beside him:

"Do you know that young martial artist?"

"Of course, I know him. He is quite famous in Qingmu Town."

The minor official was a local of Qingmu and knew the details like the back of his hand:

"This man's name is Qiu Zhen. He was originally an apprentice in the processing workshop of the Qingmu Medicine Shop in town. Recently, he has been practicing martial arts and has become a martial artist. He has been accepted as a disciple by Pharmacist An of Medicine King Valley and has become Pharmacist An's disciple."

"Qiu Zhen has a great reputation in Qingmu Town. It is said that his archery skills are godlike and he is good at hunting beasts and finding treasures. The ferocious beasts he hunts in a month are more than what a team of martial artists can harvest in half a year."

"That's right, in just a month, he has earned a lot of wealth, bought land and a house, and brought his parents and elder brother from his hometown to live in the city, settling down in Xiangyang Village."

"He only became a martial artist two months ago?"

Wu Chuanfeng was extremely perceptive and quickly grasped the most critical point from the many pieces of information, and was slightly surprised in his heart.

He couldn't see Qiu Zhen's specific cultivation level when he met him just now, but that powerful Qi and blood power far exceeded the level of a first-level martial artist.

"What an amazing cultivation speed, could it be that he is a genius? Why didn't Young Master An accept him as a disciple?"

"Qiu Zhen is not a genius with excellent bones."

The minor official knew the details and quickly added:

"I heard that Pharmacist An examined his bones, and they were average, but Pharmacist An also said that he might have a special destiny, but the old man doesn't believe in fate, so he didn't accept him as a disciple."

"So that's how it is!"

Wu Chuanfeng nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

The armored soldier of the Demon Suppression Division next to him saw this and asked:

"Captain Wu, is there something wrong with that young martial artist?"

"No, that's not it."

Wu Chuanfeng shook his head.

He was purely surprised that the young man's Qi and blood were excellent and his martial arts were strong and vigorous, but he didn't suspect anything because of it.

It is not uncommon for people with destiny to rise up and become successful in the court and the martial world.

Many famous figures who shook one side were ordinary at first, but one day, their destiny suddenly took off, and they soared into the sky from then on.

"Let's go, continue to investigate. That ghost-controlling cultivator is so persistent, the treasure in the fish must be extraordinary. Once it is found, it will be a great achievement."

"Drive!"

A group of iron cavalry rushed away.

Qiu Family, Xiangyang.

"Little brother, did something happen here in Qingmu? Why did armored soldiers come to ask Uncle Li?"

Qiu Qing, the elder brother, was puzzled in his heart.

Qiu Tianbao, the father, was also a little nervous.

The reason why they moved from their hometown to Qingmu, in addition to being deeply attracted by the thirty acres of fertile land, was that Qingmu Town did not have any "ferocious beast troubles," which made them feel more at ease, sleep well at night, and live a peaceful life.

"It's nothing, someone was haunted by evil. There are experts from the Demon Suppression Division handling the case. It's just a small matter, no need to worry."

Qiu Tianbao and Qiu Qing felt that it made sense and stopped asking.

The father and son were very tacit and went straight to the woodshed.

When they were identifying their own fields outside, they saw many "deficiencies." As soon as they got home, the father and son immediately carried their hoes out to tend to their farmland.

When Qiu Zhen saw his father and elder brother leave, the smile on his face disappeared, his expression became solemn, and he felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

The Demon Suppression Division's actions were faster than he had imagined.

Presumably, as soon as they received the news, Chang Le Prefecture sent people from the Demon Suppression Division to rush over overnight, taking this matter quite seriously.

"That Yanshan Dharma Master is really bold, committing crimes against the wind, not afraid of death."

Qiu Zhen muttered to himself.

Right now, he was a little worried that the Yanshan Dharma Master was too stupid and would be easily caught by the Demon Suppression Division, which might expose the secret of "Dan Dao Dun Fa."

"The sooner the better, I'll take action tonight and have a good fight with him."