Genius Daddy in the City

An old courtyard house in the old town of Jinling.

The three figures stood opposite each other, the courtyard house in front of them was old, and the door was even covered with spider webs.

Ning Zhiyuan, the owner of the Ning family, took a cherished look at the courtyard, and then said, "Mr. Ye, this is my Ning family's ancestral home, and it is also the place where my Ning family hides the sword."

"Your Ning family ancestors did have great wisdom, and they were able to design such an exquisite courtyard." Ye Chen enveloped the entire courtyard, and looked at all the organs in the courtyard and the formation method.

"Dad, when does our Ning family have this courtyard house? I didn't know it before."

Standing at the door, Ning Ruolan looked around curiously, apparently this was her first visit, and there was a hint of complaint in her words.

Ning Zhiyuan gave her an unhappy glance: "The land of ancestors, only the patriarchs of the past can know, if I thought that Wushuang and you came together, then he can inherit ..."

Having said that, he couldn't say any more.

Because Ning Ruolan's expression faded instantly.

After looking at this scene, Ning Zhiyuan sighed secretly.

He couldn't understand his own daughter!

Don't look at this girl who is usually carefree. There are no daughters to hold back at all, but once she thinks it, even nine cows can't pull it back.

Especially feelings.

"Mr. Ye, you are not an outsider, so Ningmou took an exception today to take a look. The Tibetan Sword Pavilion has collected the weapons of my Ning family for hundreds of years. As a generation of heroes, how can you not have a weapon in your hand."

Ning Zhiyuan deliberately shifted the topic and led Ye Chen into a broken room, then put his hand on a candlestick and turned around a few times according to a certain rule.

"boom!"

The next moment the floor in front of everyone disappeared suddenly, replaced by a stone staircase leading to the ground.

"Mr. Ye, please!"

Ning Zhiyuan took out a flashlight to cool the stone steps.

Ye Chen took a step forward and walked down the stone steps to the ground. He couldn't help asking: "Wu Shuang also entered your Ning's possession of the Jiange in this way?"

"No!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Ning Ruolan subconsciously, then shook his head and said, "Mr. Ye has no idea. There is an exit and an entrance in the Tibetan sword pavilion of my Ning family. Our location is the entrance, and the exit is the ancestor of the Ning family. Set in a waterfall. "

"Wusou did not know where to learn the news that day, he just cut off the waterfall and forcibly entered through the exit!"

At this point, there was a hint of appreciation on his face: "My ancestors of Ning family have already set up a lot of formations at the exit, such as Stonehenge, Wanjianzhen, and even Liuli Skyfire. For thousands of years, I do n’t know how many people who died from it died. "

"But Wushuang broke one of my Ning family's painstaking efforts with a single sword. Ningmou was startled when he knew."

Ning Ruolan said irritably: "Of course Brother Wushuang is terrific. Dad, if I knew Brother Wushuang had wanted to enter our Ning Family's Tibetan Sword Pavilion earlier, I would have to secretly turn off the formation. Fortunately, Brother Wushuang is okay. Or I'll never end with you. "

Ning Zhiyuan: "..."

When they were talking, they had walked through the stone steps and entered a relatively dark stone room.

Ning Ruolan shot it with a flashlight, and an old face was immediately revealed in the darkness, scaring her unconsciously and calling out: "Ghost !!!"

"Not a ghost, but a person!"

Ye Chen shook her head in tears.

The other party is an old man in a gray robe. It looks like he should be in his seventies. He wants to stay here all year round, but he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, so his face is pale.

"Zhi Yuan has seen my uncle!"

Ning Zhiyuan immediately stepped forward and bowed heavily to the old man, as if a younger man was saluting his elders.

The old man didn't speak, but looked at Ye Chen with great vigilance: "Who is this person? Zhiyuan, other than the Ning family, must not enter the ancestral land. Do you want to break the rules?"

The voice fell.

An amazing energy erupted immediately on him!

There is even a hint of sword

The Ning family even hid a martial art master?

And I'm about to realize the prototype of Jianyi! !!

Ye Chen's face flashed with surprise.

"Uncle!"

After Ning Zhiyuan appeased Ning Ruolan, he laughed: "Do you remember the last time I broke the Ning family ancestor and took away the thunder sword?"

"Of course I remember!"

The old man calmed his face, and his stern expression eased a little: "How can the old man forget the sword-like young man, if not for him, the old man would not touch the threshold of swordsmanship."

"Uncle, Mr. Ye is a matchless relative!"

Ning Zhiyuan immediately explained: "More than that, Mr. Ye is also the first person in my Chinese practice world!"

Hearing this, the old man looked at Ye Chen with a little surprise: "That Tianjiao boy still has relatives?"

"Mr. Ye, this is my uncle Ning Teng, the most powerful existence of my Ning family, guarding the Tibetan Sword Pavilion for life." Ning Zhiyuan introduced.

"Ruo Lan, haven't seen your uncle soon!"

Only then did Ning Ruolan react, and she looked at Ning Teng with some fear, and then she said timidly: "Ruo Lan has seen my uncle!"

"I didn't expect your girl to grow so big!"

Ning Teng looked at the slender Ning Ruolan and sighed: "When I entered the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, I was less than two years old."

"Uncle, this is the case. Mr. Ye rarely came to my Ning's house, so I made my own opinion and took him to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion. I also hope that you can ..." Ning Zhiyuan stopped talking.

"It is reasonable to say that non-ethnic people cannot enter!"

Ning Teng seemed hesitant, but in the end he sighed softly: "But your Excellency is actually the younger relative of the boy, so go in!"

"Is there any other source?"

Ye Chen was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that Ning's family could look at Wushuang's face and let him an outsider.

Ning Zhiyuan explained: "Mr. Ye didn't know. On the day Wushuang Qiang broke into the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, his uncle shot at him, but was defeated by Wushuang Yijian. Wushuang's three questions to his uncle made him realize.

"Which three?" Ye Chen laughed.

Ning Teng took a deep breath and said, "The old man, as a Ning family member, thinks he knows swords and can also use them, but he lost a sword under that young man's sword. The old man asked why he was not convinced. There is such a big gap between swords. "

"The boy did not answer the old man, but asked three questions. Do you know what a sword is? Do you know a sword? Do you use a sword?"

Ye Chen nodded secretly.

This is Wushuang. As the Emperor Sword Spirit, he is fully qualified to question all those who use swords!