Baiyun Villa.
The inner court.
Ye Yuanshan is waiting for Ning Chen.
Ye Lingge was also beside him, but her eyes were full of suspicion, and she still couldn't believe that Ning Chen was King Wu.
"King Ningwu."
Seeing Ning Chen's figure, Ye Yuanshan hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"Where is your father?"
Ning Chen came over.
"In the back room, please follow me."
Ye Yuanshan's attitude was extremely respectful, and he bowed all the way, always half a body behind Ning Chen, and took him to the back room.
Soon, a slender old man appeared in Ning Chen's field of vision.
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He sat cross-legged on a futon with his bare feet, the hair on his head was sparse, and his whole body looked haggard, with no sign of life.
Even Ye Lingge, who has a bright and lively personality, seemed to be affected by this person's temperament and became depressed when he walked into this room.
"Father, bring King Ningwu here."
Ye Yuanshan saluted and said.
"Ning... Chen?"
The skinny old man raised his turbid white eyes and looked at Ning Chen carefully from top to bottom.
At first it was doubt, then envy, then weighing, and finally settling on regret.
"it's me."
Ning Chen also looked at the old man, "Are you Ye Qingshan?"
"..."
Ye Lingge's expression was a little strange.
Ever since she was a child, she had never heard anyone call their Ye family ancestor by his real name.
When most people mention him, they all respectfully call him "King Ye Wu".
"Grandpa is also so respectful to him. Could it be that... he is really King Wu?"
Ye Lingge still couldn't believe it.
Unless he saw Ning Chen take action with his own eyes.
"Everyone get out."
Ye Qingshan spoke.
Ye Yuanshan immediately took his son and daughter out and closed the door.
"My friend, please sit down."
Ye Qingshan gestured to the chair with his hand.
After Ning Chen sat down, he said bluntly: "You are going to die."
"..."
Ye Qingshan smiled hoarsely, "My friend, I have good eyesight. I am 504 years old this year and will indeed reach the end of my lifespan."
"I wonder what your bone age is, and what method you use to maintain such a youthful appearance?"
"And... the breath of life of my little friend is so fresh, it is really unheard of and unseen."
Ye Qingshan felt that Ning Chen was not five hundred years old, but four hundred years old.
He must have used some means to maintain his youthful appearance.
In short, his apparent age cannot be true.
He had never heard of King Wu who was twenty or thirty years old, or even a hundred years old.
"You don't believe me even if I tell you, forget it."
Ning Chen shook his head, too lazy to waste any time on this topic.
He directly proposed a deal: "Although the loess has been buried up to your brows, I have a method that can extend your life by 7 to 10 years. I wonder if you are willing to give it a try?"
"oh?"
Ye Qingshan raised his eyebrows, "I don't know what method can be used to extend the life of a dying person like me."
"Elixir."
Ning Chen said: "I once broke into an ancient tomb and got a pharmacopoeia, which contains a prescription for prolonging life, and this pharmacopoeia... comes from Tianmen."
"Tianmen!"
Ye Qingshan's eyes trembled.
It was like grabbing a life-saving straw.
"My friend, can you show me the prescription?"
Ning Chen's eyes were expressionless, "Are you kidding me?"
"Sorry, it's old Meng Lang..."
Ye Qingshan knew he was being rude, so he shook his head and said, "But... if I don't witness the prescription with my own eyes, how can I know whether the medicine my friend gave me is poisonous or whether it can really prolong life?"
"You're already like this, why should I poison you?"
Ning Chen rolled his eyes, "As for the efficacy of the medicine, I can refine one first and let you try it first."
"Can."
Ye Qingshan nodded.
He knew that Ning Chen was not a philanthropist, so he asked, "I wonder what you want, little friend?"
"Millennium elixir." Ning Chen said.
"Okay." Ye Qingshan nodded directly without thinking.
"Wait, I'm not done yet."
Ning Chen took out some drawing papers from his arms and handed them to Ye Qingshan, "Look at this."
"What's this?"
Ye Qingshan took the drawing paper and found that the drawings on it were all medicinal materials, with names written next to them.
But I have basically never seen these medicinal materials.
"Dragon liver fruit, bone vine, sky dew, fire lotus seeds..."
"this……"
Ning Chen said: "This is the elixir I need. If you can find one of them, I will extend your life for ten years. I will keep my promise."
"I don't have these in the Ye family's medicine storehouse."
Ye Qingshan shook his head.
He returned the drawing paper to Ning Chen and said, "I have only heard of the medicinal materials you drew from Tianlu!"
"As the saying goes, the earth has its milk, and the sky has its dew."
"Earth's milk is rare, and sky's dew is even rarer!"
"Legend has it that the dew condensed on the eternal elixir growing on the top of the thousand-foot snow mountain can be called dew from the sky. Every drop is extremely precious and cannot be measured by money."
"Throughout the ages, not many people have been able to collect it..."
Ye Qingshan said solemnly: "As for the remaining fire lotus seeds, bone pain and dragon liver fruits, I have never heard of them."
"All right……"
Ning Chen could only sigh helplessly and put the drawing paper back.
Suddenly, he thought of the mysterious man who took away the bone vine from the Wumen, and asked again:
"Then do you know which force likes to leave red lotus tattoos on their arms?"
"Lotus tattoo?"
Ye Qingshan thought for a while, "Could it be the Red Lotus Sect?"
"Keep talking!"
Ning Chen finally waited for useful information. This trip to Binhai was not in vain.
"I'm just guessing..."
Ye Qingshan said: "The Red Lotus Sect is a hidden force with a history of thousands of years. It has very few followers and operates secretively. It is said to be founded by heavenly beings. Even our martial arts association has few records."
"Heaven?"
Ning Chen's eyes were startled.
He knew that the heavenly beings in the secular world represented cultivators.
If we can find the whereabouts of the Red Lotus Sect, we might be able to follow the clues and catch the cultivators hiding on the earth!
He was thinking about these things.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!
Ye Qingshan, who was narrating eloquently just a second ago, suddenly took action against Ning Chen!
A vigorous and powerful palm struck directly towards Ning Chen's chest.
This palm seems weak and weak, like an old man pushing a cart, but it actually contains terrifying power.
"What's the meaning!"
Ning Chen frowned and greeted him with a palm.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound.
Then there was the sound of "click, click, click, click...", the reinforced concrete walls continued to explode, and even the ground was blasted into a deep pit several meters deep.
