There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Ling Ping felt Ling Mansion with Xiao Piaohan.

Although Ling Ping also belonged to the Ling family's internal staff, it stands to reason that he should live in the Ling Mansion with the other Ling family's internal disciples and elders.

However, due to the unexpected impact of Ling Ping's hunting of spirit beasts a few years ago, his strength has been greatly reduced since then.

In addition, that hunt damaged a potential young general of the Ling family, named Ling Feng, who was Ling Duan's younger brother.

Of course, he was also the grandson of the great elder of the family, although Ling Duan knew the ins and outs of the matter, and he also understood that this matter was not Ling Ping's fault.

But the Great Elder didn't think so, an old man of seventy or eighty years old suddenly lost a beloved grandson, and he couldn't help but find it difficult to accept it for a while.

Therefore, the relationship between the Great Elder and Ling Ping has completely deteriorated since then, not only suppressing Ling Ping in an all-round way, but also has always been a very dislike attitude towards Xiao Piaohan.

Coupled with the fact that Ling Ping himself was devastated due to the great reduction in strength, the Great Elder ordered Ling Ping to be driven out of the Ling Mansion and live in the Ling family's outer territory with the outside children of the Ling family.

Judging from his past living habits, as long as Ling Ping didn't matter, he would not take the initiative to step into Ling Mansion.

It was only yesterday that Piao Han was attacked by an unknown person, and Ling Ping had no choice but to lead Xiao Piao Han into Ling Mansion.

The gate of Lingfu is made of piles of bluestone and mahogany, and the door beams are three thick red cedars.

The quenched wood reveals a slight metallic sheen in the sunlight, and the mahogany door is inlaid with circular decorations made of fine iron.

There is a big sign hanging on the door, and two large black characters are engraved on it: Lingfu, and two red cedars on the left and right hang two couplets made of fine iron.

"Haoran Changhong Town, Ling's Zhengqi Storage" also looks quite magnificent, the gate is left and right is a bluestone paved courtyard wall, and there are two guards standing at the door.

The doorman was also quite surprised to see Ling Ping leading a little boy ready to come in, but he didn't hesitate and immediately opened the door.

Although Ling Ping did not often appear in the Ling Mansion, the vast majority of the Ling Clan's deeds were also known to him, after all, he was the first day of the Ling Clan.

It is rumored that he broke through the rank of a famous person when he was just twenty years old, but unfortunately, God was jealous of the talent, and he ran into an accident.

After entering the Ling Mansion, Xiao Piao Han looked around curiously, after all, he had the impression that the days of living in the Ling Mansion only existed in his memory a long time ago, and he couldn't remember some of the internal structures of the Ling Mansion very clearly.

However, Ling Ping was familiar with the road, and walked straight to the Elder Hall, meeting many clansmen along the way, all of whom looked at this combination of large and small with puzzled and surprised eyes.

There were also several large and small doors in the middle, but none of the guards blocked Ling Ping's way.

After a few minutes of walking, an inconspicuous room that occupied the center of the Ling Mansion came into view.

A small plaque has three small calligraphy characters written on it: Elders' Hall.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the left and right wooden doors are written respectively, Ling is heavy, and idlers should not approach.

There are two small stone lions on the left and right sides of the wooden door, which looks quite realistic.

Ling Ping took Xiao Piaohan's hand and walked to the door, pondered for a moment with a solemn expression, and finally raised his hand and knocked on the door.

As soon as his hand was lowered, a low and powerful voice came from the door, "Who, don't trespass on the elders' hall if you don't have something important."

This voice should have come from a middle-aged man, and his voice was very calm, revealing the character of the owner of the voice.

"Ling Ping" Ling Ping didn't say much, and lightly reported his identity.

After Ling Ping said his name, there was a moment of silence behind the door, and a creaking sound sounded, and the wooden door of the Hall of Elders was opened by a young man, and it was a sword-eyebrow man who opened the door.

The man was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, not very strong, and he was wearing a long robe, but he could feel that his body under the long shirt must be full of strength.

When the man saw Ling Ping, he was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a smile and said, "Uncle Ping, you are here, it must be something important, come in, Uncle Xiong and a few elders are here." “

The man who opened the door was Ling Duan, the only remaining grandson of the three elders, and Ling Duan was currently the main combat power of the Ling family.

Compared to his dead brother Ling Feng, his talent is stronger, at the age of only twenty-four, he is already the peak of a first-level general, and in time, he will also be a figure like the Ling family's Hanhai Optimus Prime.

Ling Ping smiled back, then led Piao Han and stepped into the Hall of Elders, which was brightly lit.

Unexpectedly, as the core of the Ling family, the elder hall is very simple, and there is a large picture of Qingshan ancient pine hanging behind the main hall, and the material is estimated to be made of fabric.

There are two rows of mahogany chairs on the left and right sides of the lobby, each with a Ling character carved in the center of the chair, and the cushions are blue-black cloth cushions.

The main hall is covered with a gray carpet, which looks unpretentious, but the wool is very soft and clean, and it looks like it is cleaned frequently.

In the center of the main hall is a large chair carved from red cedar, and the copy of the word "chair" is carved with a pattern of a tiger's head, and the tiger's mouth contains a Ling character, which must be the position of the patriarch.

On the tiger head chair sat a middle-aged man, with a short beard, about forty or fifty years old, with a slender and long face, with a trace of time.

The eyes reveal the calmness that belongs to the unique middle-aged people, the man is not fat, but the skeleton is large, and the figure is also very burly, this person is the patriarch of the Ling family, Ling Xiong.

On the three chairs on the left below the man, there were three old men, each wearing a blue and black robe, in order, the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder.

The Great Elder and the Second Elder were both emaciated, while the Third Elder was a fat man with a smile on his face, and after Ling Duan looked at the door, he returned to the position of the chair on his right.

Brother Ling said: Brother Ping is here, I'm afraid there is something important, otherwise, with your temperament, it is estimated that it will be difficult to come to the place several times a year."

"The child you brought is your family's drifting cold, right, he hasn't grown so old for a while."

Ling Ping arched his hand at Ling Xiong and said, "Patriarch is polite, I did have something to do with my family's cold today."

When Ling Xiong heard this, he said, "Oh?!Does it have anything to do with your family's Han'er? Brother Ping should sit down with Han'er first, and we will talk about something slowly."

Ling Ping was not polite when he heard this, he sat on the chair next to Ling Duan, and then ordered Xiao Piaohan to sit on the last chair.

After the two of them were in place, the Great Elder sitting opposite him snorted coldly and said

"My Ling family's elder hall, not everyone can sit around, today is the patriarch's speech, otherwise I will designate to drive you two out, a little brat, what can matter."

With that, the Great Elder turned his head angrily and no longer looked at Ling Ping and Piao Han.

Seeing this, Ling Duan hurriedly spoke, "Grandpa, Uncle Ping's coming over must be an important matter, and our Ling Family Elder Hall is used for deliberations, as long as it can be used, anyone can sit over, isn't it?"

Ling Duan adjusted the atmosphere and communicated with the Great Elder, and turned around and smiled awkwardly at Xiao Piaohan, signaling him not to care, and Xiao Piaohan also quickly smiled kindly.

"Hmph, Duan'er, you are still helping him speak, it's okay, I want to see what he can do" The Great Elder looked at his grandson and said, his tone obviously softened a lot.

"Okay, Brother Ping, you can tell me first, what is the purpose of your coming here today?" Ling Xiong said.