"Girl, don't be afraid. It's not Ning Xu's ghost or corpse lying in the ice coffin, but his avatar."
Muyan turned her head suddenly.
At some point in the cave, there was an old man with white beard and hair and wrinkled face.
Seeing this old man for the first time, Muyan was subconsciously startled.
Because the old man in front of him is too old and too old.
Wrinkled face, slightly sparse white hair, and age spots all over the hands, neck and face.
Generally speaking, the lifespan of a cultivator is based on his cultivation.
The more talented a person is, the longer his appearance will remain at its peak.
Even if the cultivation base can't be advanced in the future, it will gradually age.
It still looks much younger than ordinary mortals.
It is really rare that high-level cultivators will age like this old man in front of them.
Seeing Muyan staring fixedly at her own face.
The old man smiled gently, and stepped forward: "You are the little girl brought back by Fu Sheng, right? I remember it was Muyan, right? At such a fundamental age, you can reach the peak of the Earth Opening Realm. Your talent , it is unimaginable."
Muyan collected herself, bowed slightly towards the old man, "Muyan has seen the old ancestor."
"Good boy, get up, don't be too polite!"
Ning Kunshan smiled kindly, looking at her eyes full of relief and nostalgia.
"I still remember that girl Yanxin was as beautiful as you when she was young. It's just that she was too cold-tempered and didn't like to talk to anyone, but you are better than you girl. A little girl should be lively and agile, not like me Antiques that should go in the coffin…”
He said with a smile, while walking slowly to the ice coffin, and lightly buttoned it.
A pair of eyes that were incomparably kind just now fell on Muyan's face, and suddenly brought a bit of sternness: "Girl, did you kill Ning Xu on the Cultivation Continent?"
Muyan's heart trembled, but she said calmly: "What is the old ancestor talking about? Muyan can't understand."
Ning Kunshan gave a low laugh, and the coercion around him dissipated, "Girl, you don't have to be nervous, I think Ning Xu must have wanted to kill you, so you had to resist, right?"
Muyan was taken aback again.
Seeing her reaction, Ning Kunshan showed a clear expression.
Then he sighed softly and said, "Ning Xu was very attached to your mother at the beginning. He always thought that it was your father who took away Yanxin girl. In addition, because of his background, he especially hated the demons, so I Guess, he might attack you."
Muyan frowned: "Ning Xu's life experience?"
Ning Kunshan's gaze became dazed and sad for a moment, as if he wanted to look at the far side.
The old man's hoarse voice seemed so fragile and lonely that one couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.
"Girl, I think you must be very curious about the Ning family, which was built underground and lived like a living dead?"
"And why is it obviously in my own home, but I have to set up a big formation to monitor everyone's movements. It makes home not like home, and family not like family."
Muyan's eyes flickered, and she looked at the old man in front of her with some vigilance.
Ning Kunshan didn't seem to notice the change in her expression, and said slowly in a hoarse and old voice: "Girl, would you like to hear a story from my old man?"
"After listening, you will know why my Ning family has become like this, and why so many people opposed your mother and your father being together."