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The true work of a Saint

Everyone except Ning Tingshan was stunned.

That included Liu Yuan.

The corner of his mouth twitched. The calligraphy and painting of old comrade Xie Qian… Is it an authentic work of the Saints

In an instant, Xie Qian’s title flashed through his mind.

‘The Recluse, the one who will not be lonely for millennia’.

Could it be that the word ‘millennia’ was not just a virtual term, but that Xie Qian was indeed the greatest Saint throughout the ages? If that was the case, then Xie Qian’s realm and identity before he was sealed were absolutely unimaginable.

But how did Ning Tingshan recognize it at a glance

Could there be some obvious symbol or something? Liu Yuan speculated in his heart.

Zou Wenrui held onto his walking stick and stared at the painting. He walked forward quickly and wanted to take a look at the painting. However, when he reached out his hand, he remembered that his Dantian had been sealed. He subconsciously glanced at Liu Yuan. His hand, which was holding onto the painting, froze. It changed into a gesture of pressing and pointing, and he swept his hand across the painting.

His eyes fell on the painting and were instantly attracted by the scenery in the mountain and river painting. His spiritual sense was shocked in an instant, and the spiritual power surged in his body. The original barrier between the spiritual and physical body seemed to have disappeared, and his body and mind felt as relaxed as if they had integrated into nature.

“The power of a Saint!” Zou Wenrui took a few steps back and finally got out of that fascinating state.

His eyes widened, and when he looked at the ordinary-looking painting again, his face was full of shock and disbelief. “It really was the power of a Saint that influenced me. Where did you get this painting?”

Zou Wenrui looked at Liu Yuan in horror.

Even though he had been beaten to a pulp just now, his expression was not as shocked as it was right now. It was as if he had seen a ghost.

Liu Yuan was full of questions, but he pretended to be calm and said, “Forgive me for not being able to tell you.”

His mysterious look made Ning Tingshan and Zou Wenrui even more certain of something. Ning Tingshan coughed twice. “Since that’s the case, I won’t ask anymore. You and Xiangrong should rest in the dock first. When Yue Longzhang’s matter is over, we can discuss the marriage.”

“You… agreed just like that?” Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched.

Didn’t they say that his father-in-law would kill pigs at all cost

Ning Tingshan carefully put away the painting, nodded, and laughed. “Son-in-law… I’m already calling you my son-in-law, so how can I disagree? Xiangrong should’ve told you long ago that I’ve already agreed to it. I only asked you to come over to see my future son-in-law. There’s no other meaning.”

This old man’s attitude changed so quickly. His face was so dark just now, and now he was discussing marriage.

This Father-in-law must have intended to make things difficult for him from the beginning. Even if it was not through actions, he would definitely have made things difficult verbally.

Was Xie Qian’s calligraphy really that good

Liu Yuan turned to look at Zou Wenrui. According to Zou Zishi, the Great Elder Zou Wenrui was on Yue Zong’s side, which meant that he was the one who suggested that Yue Longzhang might have been framed and that Liu Yuan was the culprit.

The First Elder and Second Elder were on one side. Ning Tingshan was probably on the decline now. Zou Wenrui was beside him when he asked him to come over. Either Ning Tingshan wanted to use this to cause a conflict and test Liu Yuan to see if Liu Yuan could be his help, or Zou Wenrui was powerful enough to participate in the meeting between the Father-in-law and the Son-in-law, which was supposed to be a family matter.

Liu Yuan was inclined to the first guess.

As the leader of a sect, Ning Tingshan would not be so cowardly to this extent.

In short, it was a good thing.

Liu Yuan and Ning Xiangrong left the house. Miss Ning was like a fish in the water at home, and immediately arranged for Liu Yuan to stay in an empty room in her house.

Although they were separated into two rooms, anyone with eyes could see that it was no different from sleeping together.

The news spread quickly, and a large number of admirers like Yue Longzhang wrung their hands and cried out.

“You can stay here temporarily.” Ning Xiangrong pushed open the door. The interior was very delicate and warm, but it was clearly a girl’s room.

Liu Yuan’s puzzled eyes had just turned over when Ning Xiangrong’s eyes flickered and she said, “This, this is the room I used to live in when I was young. I only moved next door later.”

Oh… Her room when she was young. So she used to live there when she was a young girlfree𝒘ℯ𝗯𝙣𝗼ν𝑒𝗹.𝒄o𝒎

Liu Yuan raised his eyebrows, as if he could tell from the room what Ning Xiangrong once looked like.

But at the same time, even such a private place had been shown to Liu Yuan, which meant that Ning Xiangrong no longer held anything back from him.

When he walked in, Ning Xiang could not help but whisper, ” Why is my father having such a huge reaction? What exactly is the Saint’s power?”

“You don’t know?” Liu Yuan asked, puzzled.

Ning Xiangrong shook her head. “The Saint is nameless. I only know that a major event happened hundreds of years ago. During that period, countless geniuses of the Immortal path emerged, but there were also countless people who died. The Saint was born and then disappeared, and there was no news from him. Perhaps my father and Elder Zou had experienced that era.”

She suddenly thought of something and smiled. that senior Zhou Zhongzi of the Jade Mirage Sect also disappeared at that time. Didn’t you obtain his spiritual power? Why don’t you know about it?”

Liu Yuan paused and said, “I… He passed away after giving me spiritual power. He didn’t tell me anything.”

I’m sorry, Old Senior Ding. Although you still have six or seven days to live, I’ll have to say that you’re dead first.

Ning Xiangrong reached out and pointed at his forehead, pursing her lips. “You only know how to talk nonsense with a straight face. You attacked Elder Zou, so he’ll definitely hold a grudge against you.”

Liu Yuan shrugged his shoulders. “I’m fine. With my current cultivation level, although I’ve not fully recovered, I’m more than enough to stay safely in Water Moon Dock.”

The only thing he was afraid of was the demon sect’s spy…

“No matter how strong you are, I’ll still be worried,” she said.

Liu Yuan looked at her slightly pouted delicate lips and could not help but bend down slightly to kiss her.

They separated after a single touch.

Ning Xiangrong’s eyes, which had just closed, opened again in confusion.

“There’s plenty of time in the future,” Liu Yuan said with a smile.

She wanted to let out a moan and hug him tightly. She felt that the young man’s shoulders were broad and reliable. She felt that this kiss was even sweeter than the kiss before. It made her whole body go soft, and her heart and eyes were filled with happiness.

Liu Yuan sighed. Ning Xiangrong had been pampered too much since she was young. Everyone only cared about her appearance, so unless she took the initiative, it was not a wise move to be anxious at this time.

…

Zou Wenrui and Ning Tingshan were still looking at each other in the room.

Ning Tingshan looked at the scroll in his hand and a smile appeared on his face. “How is it? Old Zou, my son-in-law is much better than your adopted son, do you still want to continue?”

It turned out that Zou Wenrui actually wanted to have Zou Zishi, who had just taken over as the first seat, marry Ning Xiangrong. It was called a marriage of convenience, and he also added the condition that he would stand on Ning Tingshan’s side.

However, at this moment, all of it was disrupted by Liu Yuan.

Zou Wenrui felt the fog that was lingering in his Dantian and spiritual sea. His Nascent Soul was unable to move. He had a complicated expression. “If he really is the disciple of the legendary Saint, he will change the entire situation of Central Continent. Then, I admit my defeat.”

“I’m just afraid that… He isn’t.” His expression turned gloomy.