Ultimate Rich Son-in-law

When Ning Lo landed in the yard, he realized that the old man was sitting on a wheelchair with a thick blanket covering him.    

    

At the same time, although the old man's eyes were incomparably clear, his figure seemed incomparably thin, and his face was ghastly pale without a trace of blood.    

    

With just a glance, Ning Lo was able to determine that the old man before him was gravely ill.    

    

What made him rather puzzled was that she was obviously already this sick, why did she still enter this damp and cold place called South Mountain in winter?    

    

"To have such skill at such a young age, it seems that young people have great talent in cultivation. Last time, my guards bumped into you, sorry."    

    

The old man in military uniform gestured Ning Lo to take a seat, then immediately apologized humbly.    

    

"The one who should be apologizing is me. I didn't know that you were staying here, so I passed by and disturbed you. I'm really sorry."    

    

As he spoke, Ning Lo clasped his hands towards the old man, then sat to the side.    

    

"Hehe, it's nothing. In this wilderness mountain, there aren't many birds. It's rare to meet you, this old man will be happy but I won't be able to." "Why would I blame him?"    

    

"Oh, right. Looking at your skills just now, you should be entering the Xiantian realm soon?"    

    

"You're just a step away. Senior, do you even know how to cultivate?"    

    

Ning Lo raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised.    

    

He couldn't sense any fluctuations of spiritual energy from her body, which meant that she wasn't a cultivator.    

    

However, the other party knew a lot about cultivation, which surprised him.    

    

"I've always understood, but it was just a few unforeseen events. Now that I can't cultivate anymore, I can only stay here and wait for my death."    

    

"Waiting for death?"    

    

"That's right, let's wait for death!"    

    

The old man in the army calmly nodded. He did not show any fear or panic due to the imminent end of his life. On the contrary, he had an open-minded look on his face.    

    

The old man then lifted the blanket from his legs, revealing a pair of extremely thin and weak legs.    

    

"Many years ago, I also stepped into the Ancient Martial Realm. However, because of an accident that happened in the Ancient Martial Arts Stage, not only did I lose all my cultivation, I almost failed to even become a normal person. I ended up like this."    

    

"Destiny makes a fool of people, but it's also impossible."    

    

"Did your cultivation go berserk?"    

    

Looking at the two thin and weak legs, Ning Lo could not bear to see it.    

    

As Ning Lo, who had once stepped into the Profound Stage and fell for three whole years without being able to cultivate, he felt even more empathized with the old man's experience.    

    

Once standing at the peak, Long Xiang in the nine heavens, suddenly fell into a bottomless abyss, unable to turn his back for an eternity, that kind of pain was not something an ordinary person could endure.    

    

"Chief's cultivation did not go berserk. Instead, he was harmed by a traitor."    

    

The guard at the old man's side said.    

    

"Little Zhou, you talk too much."    

    

"It was originally …"    

    

The guard called Little Zhou saw the leader stare at him before lowering his head, not daring to make a sound. He muttered softly.    

    

Ning Lo knew the old man didn't want to talk about the past, so he didn't ask anymore.    

    

"Old senior, can you give me a signal?"    

    

"It's useless, the people from the Yanjing City have been known, and those with higher cultivation than you have been known, all of them know the reason, but no one has the ability to treat them.    

    

Shaking his head, the old man sighed.    

    

"Hehe, let's try it out. What if this brat has the ability to do so?" Even you can look down on life and death, do you still fear that I will give you a meridian? "    

    

Ning Lo smiled and stretched out his hand.    

    

"I'm not afraid of the meridian, I'm afraid of the disappointment that comes after hope. After so many years, I don't know how many people have helped me, but they all shook their heads and left in the end. I only called you down to talk to me, not to cure you."    

    

Although he said that, the old man still handed his hand over to Ning Lo.    

    

"I can understand your feelings."    

    

Ning Lo nodded, he activated the Dantian Qi in his body and guided a wisp of Dantian Qi to the old man's body.    

    

Just as the wisp of Dantian Qi reached the other party's elbow, a majestic chill directly invaded his body. That wisp of coldness almost made Ning Lo lose his mind, and he suddenly shivered as well.    

    

"The cold energy has entered our body for more than 20 years. Our tendons and veins have almost been completely damaged. Many experts from the military are helpless to do anything about it."    

    

"It is indeed a bit difficult, but it might not really be impossible."    

    

As he spoke, Ning Lo circulated his Azure Sky Tyrant Blood Technique, and wisps of the cool and refreshing Dantian Qi were once again enveloped in a scorching intent, and once again flowed out from his arm to the other party's elbow.    

    

"Hmm? "This..."    

    

Suddenly, he felt a warm sensation coming from Ning Lo's arm. The old man exclaimed in surprise and disbelief appeared on his face.    

    

After so many years, many people with high cultivation bases had their meridians corroded by the coldness in his body. He never thought that this young boy could actually resist it.    

    

Not only could he withstand it, he could even channel his spiritual energy into his body.    

    

Feeling the warmth within his body seeping into his limbs and bones, the old man became increasingly excited.    

    

Did this child really have the ability to cure his illness?    

    

About a quarter of an hour later, Ning Lo let go of the old man's arm.    

    

"How is it?"    

    

"Hur hur, it's somewhat troublesome."    

    

"If my guess is not wrong, you must have fought with Takesita Soongren, the disciple of the Eastern Ocean Country's Beihai Dao, who is known as the Cold Ice Sword, many years ago, right?"    

    

"You … How did you know?! "    

    

Instantly, the old man's eyes went wide, and he had a face full of disbelief.    

    

Takesita Soongren is one of the few experts at the peak of Profound Stage in the Eastern Ocean Country, so he naturally cannot make a move against you. However, since you have Cold Ice Sword Intent s hidden in your body, and it is indeed Takesita Soongren's method, I believe that you must have fought with Takesita Soongren's disciple before.    

    

"Exactly, kid, how do you know all this?"    

    

Huo Qingsoong was excited, he couldn't believe that this twenty-something year old brat could actually deduce so clearly.    

    

"Because I've fought against Takesita Soongren's disciple before, so I'm not unfamiliar with his life-saving methods."    

    

Ning Lo smiled.    

    

Back then, he had fought with Takesita Soongren's disciple before.    

    

Previously, Takesita Soongren had followed the leader of the Eastern Ocean Country into Dragon Country to visit, and he had personally exchanged blows with Takesita Soongren.    

    

The Ice Sword Art indeed had its own uniqueness and could not be underestimated.    

    

"So that's how it is. If someone had reminded me back then, I might not have been so viciously attacked."    

    

The old man sighed, "This injury of mine?"    

    

"You can cure her, but it will be a bit more troublesome. After all, you've been injured for many years. If you want to completely recover, it will be a very long process."    

    

"No... You mean, you want to treat me? "    

    

"Of course, meeting each other is fate. Moreover, you are an elder and a soldier, so it is even more impossible for me to not save you when you are about to die."    

    

"At most half a year and at most a year. You should be able to go down to the ground. As for being able to continue cultivating, that will depend on your luck."    

    

Ning Lo said with a smile on his face.