"Daddy's relics?!" Ning Le was surprised.

Mo Tao's tone gradually softened and became colder: "When your mother handed over these things to the old man, she said that Ning Xian's heart is the heirloom of your Ning family. Although in addition to the special material, the old man could not see what the use of this treasure was. Perhaps only in the hands of the Ning clan can it show its power. ”

"But you can also see it, this thing didn't make any strange movements in the hands of the young master?" Ning Le looked at Ning Xian Yanxin in his hand over and over again, and couldn't help frowning.

"Perhaps, it still needs some kind of special Yanji technique to activate, right?"

Mo Tao said thoughtfully: "It's a pity that the situation was critical back then, and most of your family's education was lost in the holy ruins. Now that you have learned this little fur, it is normal that you can't activate Ning Xian's heart. ”

"Yan ......" Ning Le muttered, "Old Mo, are you really sure that the catastrophe was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster?"

Mo Tao clenched his fists: "The old man has locked up the most suspicious people." Rest assured, the day when the truth will be revealed is not far away. ”

Ning Le nodded slowly, and his eyes were a little cold.

Mo Tao saw Ning Le's expression in his eyes, and couldn't help but remind: "Even if the real murderer is found, you must not be impulsive." Even the weakest of those people was not much worse than the old man. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. Ning Le smiled reluctantly, "You have to live first, and then you can take revenge, and the master understands." ”

Mo Tao bowed slightly: "With your talent, as long as you can concentrate on cultivating Yanshu, you are not afraid that you will not be able to wait for the day when you will be able to slash the enemy." ”

Ning Le didn't answer again, pursed his lips, and picked up the last thing in the wooden box: "This is again?"

"Oh, that's the swaddling clothes you used when your mother entrusted you to the old man. ”

Mo Tao's tone was completely low again, and his face became a little ugly, "It's just a thin blanket, it's nothing special in itself, keep it...... Give you a thought. ”

Ning Le gently stroked the squarely folded thin blanket, and his fingers trembled slightly unconsciously: "It's been twenty years, it's just a little yellowed, and it's been preserved so well...... Thanks, Old Mo. ”

Mo Tao didn't speak, just turned around with his hands crossed, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Now that the things have returned to their original owners, it's okay to forget the old man's thoughts." Let's go. ”

With that, he left the underground chamber by himself.

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Following.

"Dad, mother, my son is going to go far away, and I won't be able to incense your second elder from time to time in the future. Er will definitely become the most powerful Yanshi in the whole continent, avenge the second elder, and revive the lintel of the Ning family. ”

Ning Le took one last look at his father's tablet, turned around and kowtowed respectfully to Mo Tao three times.

Mo Tao, who had been almost expressionless since last night, suddenly noticed that his vision was a little blurry, and he quickly looked up at the roof. When he stabilized his emotions and lowered his head again, he found that Ning Le was looking at him with big eyes.

"Ahem!" Mo Tao cleared his throat and admonished, "You must watch and learn more outside, although you don't have to be arrogant, but you must not be arrogant and complacent." ”

"Yes, yes. Ning Le nodded hurriedly.

"Although the weapon is sharp, it is still a dead thing after all. The most terrible thing in the world is the human heart. ”

Mo Tao thought for a while, and then said: "When you go out alone, it's always right to pay more attention to people and things." is not the protagonist of the novel, even if you look like a dog, no one will be good to you for no reason. ”

"Uh-huh!" Ning Le nodded again.

Mo Tao continued: "Also, don't mention your mentorship to anyone. Mo Tao has been dead for 20 years in the eyes of the world, and if he suddenly returns to his soul, I am afraid that it will arouse the vigilance of some people. ”

Ning Le couldn't help but give him a roll of his eyes: "You've already said this for the third time!"

"Because it's important. ”

Mo Tao glared at him: "In order to prevent someone from coming to the door, after you leave, the old man will also leave this place, and where to go is not decided for the time being." You don't have to deliberately look for the old man, if there is a need to meet, the old man has his own way to find you. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Ning Le said impatiently, "Do you have anything else to tell the old man?"

Mo Tao was silent for a long time, and waved his big hand: "Get out." ”

"Oh. Ning Le hesitated and got up, "There's really nothing more to say?"

Mo Tao nodded: "It's gone." ”

"Then I'm really leaving?" Ning Lele stared at Mo Tao deadly.

"......" Mo Tao frowned and shouted, "If you have a fart, let it go!"

"Hey, hey. Ning Le rubbed his hands and sneered, "Old Mo, you see, how much it costs to travel down the mountain! Pity me for having a few homemade low-level armors, and I haven't saved much money over the years to make and maintain them. You see......"

"Oh-" Mo Tao pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and nodded slowly, "Speaking of which, the old man has some savings for you......

"I'll just say it!" Ning Le's eyes suddenly lit up, "It's a shame that the master reminded you, right? What are these good things, hurry up and take them out to let us open our eyes." ”

"You listen to the old man. ”

Mo Tao waved his hand: "Originally, the old man planned to hand over the savings stored in the Thousand Illusion Lock to you when you were going to enter the world and travel." But now the Thousand Illusion Lock has been destroyed, and the money inside has been squandered by you......"

"Huh?" Ning Le was dumbfounded.

Mo Tao made a helpless expression: "So you better be self-reliant, boy." ”

This old guy is definitely a heart!

A Yan Master with unfathomable strength, even if he has lived in seclusion for many years with a pure heart and few desires, how can the controllable resources in his hands be so cold?

You really don't know who is the behind-the-scenes boss of the Yanqi trading house in Laoguan Town, Shanxia?

Ning Le gritted his teeth, trying to make himself smile less hideous: "Don't you be so ruthless, Lao Mo?"

"Huh, guess?"

"It's impossible for my family to be so stingy!"

"Guess again?"

“...... Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Yes. But it's okay, I can bear it. ”

“......”

"It's useless to pretend to be pathetic. You're going down the mountain to train, not going on vacation. ”

Mo Tao pointed to the burden on Ning Le's back with his chin: "You have taken away all the Yanjia materials that can be used at home, if you still can't get mixed up like this, then don't be a Yanshi, go back to the mountains to farm as soon as possible! Speaking of which, the automatic iron plough ploughing ox you made last time is quite easy to use, maybe you can really rely on this to become a small landlord and serve as a local old wealth to marry a little wife to the pinnacle of life, think about it, isn't it a little exciting-hey, you just left?" Remind you, I'm good at keeping Ning Xian's heart, even if there is no old man in it, maybe a snail girl will pop up and stick it to you as a daughter-in-law or something——"

"You have said so, how can there still be a professional household pulling out the flag!"

Ning Le's voice came from outside the door: "Take care of yourself, you! If you want to be a master, come to look for us, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." ”

"Stinky boy!

Mo Tao still wanted to scold a few words, but he only felt like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until Ning Le's running figure disappeared at the end of the mountain road that he sighed lightly and withdrew his gaze, turned around and went back to the house.

“...... As you wish, Le'er has finally grown up. ”

Looking at the pair of tablets in the hall, Mo Tao whispered, "Twenty years...... It's been 20 years. Fortunately, I have been with pleasure all these years, otherwise it would have been so tormenting...... Now, I have done what I have been taught, so ...... next."

The Yanshi, whose temples were already white, turned his hand and took out a mask with a blue metallic luster, covering all his face above his nose, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The hazy teary eyes quickly became clear, and the momentum of the whole person became cold like an ancient sword unsheathed.