The third ancestor of the Fan family is called Bai Baoshan.
The only ancestor who has no blood relationship with the Fan family.
Bai Baoshan was an orphan. When he was young, he was spotted by the sages of the Fan family and was taken to the Fan family to practice Taoism.
He has super talent for cultivation and has reached the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm at the age of only sixty.
The Fan family has family rules. As long as you break through to the Xuan realm, you can become the ancestor of the Fan family and enjoy the highest treatment and status of the Fan family.
Regardless of age.
Except for the head of the Fan family, everyone had to kneel down and worship.
Such family rules are also to encourage the children of the Fan family to practice well.
From Jade Guanyin's memory, I gathered a lot of information.
It is also known that the third ancestor of the Fan family practiced the magical power of Toad Kung Fu.
Toad Kung Fu is a hard-working magical power that can strengthen the body and make the skin and flesh extremely strong.
Bai Baoshan took the magical power of toad and cultivated it to the highest level.
The skin and flesh are hard and hard to be damaged by swords.
As for the retreat place, it is Tongtian Peak in the west.
At this moment, I have arrived at Tongtian Peak and found Bai Baoshan, the third ancestor of the Fan family.
At this time, Bai Baoshan was communicating with his disciple.
Bai Baoshan's disciple is very young, only in his early twenties, tall and thin, wearing a white gown, looking like a white-faced scholar.
And the disciple of Bai Baoshan is called Voldemort.
It's hard backstage.
The master is Bai Baoshan, the third ancestor of the Fan family, and his adoptive father is Fan Wanchou, the head of the Fan family.
It is unusual for a person with a foreign surname to be able to get along so well.
"Jade Guanyin was insulted and died?"
Looking at Voldemort, Bai Baoshan took a breath and said: "Chen Changsheng only has a first-level cultivation in the mortal realm, and he is pregnant with the Gu King. How can he kill Jade Guanyin?"
This was explosive news, and Bai Baoshan couldn't believe it was true.
Jade Guanyin is a genius trained by the Fan family. She possesses numerous means and can kill even the most powerful people in the world.
How could he die in my hands?
"The individual's condition is unknown."
Looking at his master, Voldemort said seriously: "But Jade Guanyin was indeed humiliated and killed by Chen Changsheng, because I saw it with my own eyes at the time."
"He actually died."
Bai Baoshan listened and grinned excitedly, "The three geniuses of the Fan family have died. The future successor of the Fan family is destined to fall on you."
"But my disciple has a foreign surname." Voldemort smiled bitterly.
"What's wrong with you having a foreign surname?"
Bai Baoshan said: "My master is the third ancestor of the Fan family, and Fan Wanchou is your adoptive father. With these two relationships, you will definitely be the heir to the Fan family."
Having said this, Bai Baoshan paused.
Then he said excitedly: "Besides, Fan Wanchou is just an inch-inch boy. He is destined to have no descendants in his life. If you are on his side, be filial to him. The position of heir to the Fan family will definitely fall on your head." superior."
"Master, don't worry, my disciple will do his best."
Voldemort smiled excitedly.
"The master's wife is here."
Bai Baoshan's eyes flashed, he glanced outside the palace and said, "Disciple, have you already spread the news about Jade Guanyin's death?"
"I met Elder Wei on the way back."
After explaining the matter briefly, Voldemort continued: "Master, there is some important news. Chen Changsheng appeared in Shennongjia, killed Granny Yinhua, and rescued the nine-tailed fox fairy."
"Master already knows this."
Bai Baoshan nodded and said: "Because of this incident, Corpse Ancestor was so furious that he almost broke down the attic. Now he is going to look for Chen Changsheng himself."
"Chen Changsheng's ability to bring the Fan family into chaos is definitely not as simple as it appears. Disciple, please don't provoke him."
"Master, don't worry, I'm not that stupid."
"It's none of your business, just go down."
Bai Baoshan smiled and said: "Mrs. Fan is here, I must give her a good reception."
Voldemort nodded and walked away immediately.
When I saw this, I was filled with expressions of surprise. I didn't expect that the Fan family was actually fighting among themselves.
Infighting is out of the question.
Their master and apprentice were from other countries, and they were working together to take over the Fan family.
The ambition is not small.
At this time, I also noticed Fan Wanchou's wife, Mrs. Fan.
She is a woman in her thirties.
But she is tall, beautiful, and exudes mature charm.
Mrs. Fan's face was filled with sadness, and her eyes were almost swollen from crying.
This is obviously the news of Jade Guanyin's death.
When she saw Bai Baoshan, Mrs. Fan burst into tears and asked: "Third Ancestor, is my adopted son Voldemort here with you? I have something very important and I need to ask him personally."
"Mrs. Fan, you don't need to ask in person."
Bai Baoshan sighed and said, "The news brought back by Voldemort is true. Yin'er did indeed die, or she was humiliated to death by Chen Changsheng."
Hearing these words, Mrs. Fan was so dizzy that she almost collapsed to the ground.
Bai Baoshan had quick eyes and quick hands, so he quickly hugged her waist.
"Mrs. Fan, please forgive me."
Bai Baoshan comforted her with kind words, holding Mrs. Fan's slender waist with no intention of letting go.
Still caressing quietly.
Mrs. Fan didn't pay attention to the small movements in Baibaoshan.
At this moment, she was devastated by grief and felt that all the strength in her body was about to be drained away.
"My daughter is so powerful, why did she die at the hands of Chen Changsheng? How can I survive?"
Mrs. Fan was about to collapse and said, "My daughter is my only spiritual sustenance."
"Mrs. Fan, I understand your suffering."
Bai Baoshan sighed: "Master Fan is useless. He is just an inch-inch man. You have been wronged all these years."
"I've been wronged a lot."
Mrs. Fan said sadly: "It took him twenty years to get Yin'er out of me, but now it's good that my Yin'er died at the hands of Chen Changsheng again."
"If you want me to say that Yin'er's death must be blamed on the head of the Fan family."
Bai Baoshan added more words: "It's the head of the Fan family who didn't send someone to protect Yin'er, otherwise Yin'er wouldn't have died."
"That's right. If you want to blame it, blame that old guy."
In addition to grief, Mrs. Fan gritted her teeth and said, "I want to go to him and ask him to compensate me for Yin'er."
"What's the use of going to the head of the family?"
Bai Baoshan said: "The master of the house has such a bad temper. If you dare to cry and make trouble in front of him, you will be slapped twice. Mrs. Fan, you should let me love you."
Having said this, Bai Baoshan hugged Mrs. Fan tightly and reached out with his right hand to cover the towering peaks.
The moment she was touched, Mrs. Fan's delicate body trembled.
At the same time, his expression changed, he looked at Bai Baoshan and said angrily: "Third Patriarch, what do you mean?"
"Mrs. Fan, I have no other intentions."
Holding Mrs. Fan tightly and rubbing the peaks, Bai Baoshan said seriously: "You have been following the Fan family for decades, but you have been suffering for decades. This is not a good feeling for you, not to mention Yin'er, what happened now. Something happened."
"You have suppressed the pain for so many years. If you don't release it, Mrs. Fan, you will really collapse."
"Just let me help you?"
Speaking of the latter, Bai Baoshan straightened his back and hit Mrs. Fan.
Even through clothes and pants.
The feeling of impact still made Mrs. Fan feel very strong.
She has been empty and lonely for decades.
How can you still hold it?
"Yin'er's death makes me miserable. Thinking of my useless man makes me worse than dead."
Mrs. Fan looked at Bai Baoshan and said with a sad face: "Take me, take me to your bed..."
