Since the Ye family moved to the urban house, the ancestral house in the suburbs has indeed been rarely visited.
The last time he came to his ancestral home was because of his grandfather’s birthday party.
But Ye Chen didn't expect that the ancestor of the Ye family still lived in the ancestral house.
"The ancestors live in the villa of the ancestral home. Not only the Ye family, but also the ancestors of several other major families basically stay in the ancestral home."
Mr. Ye said with a smile: "My ancestor rarely leaves the ancestral home these years. With him here, there is no need to worry about the safety of the ancestral home."
Ye Chen nodded, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
With a strong Yuan Ning Yuan in charge of the ancestral home, the Ye family has no worries.
The vehicle entered the villa, and under the leadership of Mr. Ye, came to a remote courtyard of the villa.
"Chen'er, go in, the ancestor is waiting for you inside."
Mr. Ye said with a smile.
Ye Chen nodded and walked into the courtyard.
Pushing the door open, Ye Chen saw a large vat in the courtyard, and a middle-aged man stood next to the vat.
Wearing a black robe with wide sleeves and long hair hanging down behind her, she looked a little thin, just holding a wine glass and drinking happily.
Even from far away, Ye Chen could feel the strong aroma of wine.
"Ancestor."
Ye Chen shouted respectfully.
There is only one ancestor of the Ye family, and that is Ye Xiangyang.
It is precisely because of the intimidation of Ye Xiangyang, Ning Yuan, that the Ye family can prosper so well in Yanjing.
"You're just in time, kid. I've just finished brewing my drunken wine. Let's have a taste of it."
Ye Xiangyang said with a smile, stirring the wine spoon in the vat, and a stream of white wine shot out from the vat, like a waterfall falling from the sky, flying down three thousand feet, heading towards Ye Chen.
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Ye Chen's face changed slightly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
This drink may seem overflowing with aroma, but it actually contains a strong sense of sword.
It's as if this ball of wine is not wine, but a knife.
Obviously this group of wine is Ye Xiangyang’s test.
Regarding Ye Xiangyang's temptation, Ye Chen did not dare to underestimate him. After all, a casual blow from a strong Yuan Ning Yuan master was not something that a low-level master like him could take casually.
Ye Chen took a deep breath, his steps changed, a touch of energy appeared on his hand, and he just reached out.
Twisting and tugging his hands, just like Tai Chi, Ye Chen's footwork changed, and all the energy in the drink was dissolved.
Then Ye Chen opened his mouth and took a sip, and the wine in front of him turned into a silver dragon, which was sucked into Ye Chen's belly.
Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine rose from his belly and spread to his throat. Ye Chen felt that his whole body became hot.
"What a strong wine, it tastes good."
A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said with a heroic expression.
"Since it is good wine, let's have another glass."
A flash of appreciation flashed in Ye Xiangyang's eyes, and with a flick of his finger, a wine glass on the stone table next to him shot towards Ye Chen.
The whole body of the wine glass is as white as white jade. As the wine glass rotates at high speed, not a single bit of the wine in the glass is spilled.
In Ye Chen's sight, this small wine glass was like a big cauldron, filling all of Ye Chen's thoughts.
In his eyes, it seemed like there was only this one wine glass left in the whole world.
"Is this the strength of a strong Yuan Ning Yuan warrior?"
A look of horror flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. He stepped forward with his right foot, and an unruly aura suddenly burst out. He reached out and grabbed the wine glass that flew towards him.
A majestic energy seeped out from the wine glass, and the powerful force even made Ye Chen's arms tremble slightly.
A bright color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the blood in his arms surged to the sky. He just forcefully crushed the energy in the wine glass, then raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.
"Good wine, refreshing."
Ye Chen drank all the wine in the glass and laughed loudly.
After drinking this intoxicating brew for the second time, Ye Chen felt like there was a fire burning in his body, and a stream of hot air evaporated outward from Ye Chen's pores.
Looking from a distance, layers of mist are spitting out from Ye Chen's body surface.
"Ancestor, return the wine glass to you."
A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and a burst of energy poured into the cup, shooting towards Ye Xiangyang.
As soon as the wine glass flew into the air, it moved in a flash and disappeared in front of the two of them. The next moment, it appeared directly in front of Ye Xiangyang.
"You kid, you still want to test your ancestor and me?"
Ye Xiangyang grinned, stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the wine glass in front of him.
Ye Chen's pupils suddenly shrank. In his sight, the wine glass seemed to freeze in the air suddenly, unable to move.
In his sight, only Ye Xiangyang's right hand moved slowly, just like an ordinary person's cup, he directly took down the wine glass in front of him, and then placed it on the stone table.
"Yes, you are much better than your father if you can take two cups of Drunken Immortal Brew from me without getting drunk."
Ye Xiangyang said with approval.
"My father also drank this drunken fairy brew?"
Ye Chen asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Of course, when your father came here for the first time, he drank two cups of Drunken Immortal Brew and fell unconscious. You are a good boy, and I like him very much."
Ye Xiangyang said with a smile: "I love wine most in my life. I don't dare to say anything else. The drunken fairy wine I brewed is the best in the world. Even the craftsmanship of the old man on the ancient road cannot compare with me."<
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"Ancestor, you love wine? I happen to have a kind of fine wine here. I'm afraid you haven't tasted it, ancestor."
Ye Chen rolled his eyes and said with a smile.
"This world is so big, and there are fine wines that I have never tasted? Boy, are you kidding me?"
Ye Xiangyang frowned, looking a little unhappy.
"Ancestor, how dare I frame you."
Ye Chen smiled, and a simple gourd appeared in his hand.
This gourd is naturally the sword-raising gourd Ye Chen got from the monkey.
Ye Xiangyang squinted his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Given his state of mind, he didn't even discover where Ye Chen hid the gourd and how he summoned it.
However, he also knows that Ye Chen must have his own blessings to achieve his current state.
As the ancestor of the Ye family, he naturally would not have any thoughts about the treasure in the hands of the younger generation.
Ye Chen opened the cap of the sword gourd, and a unique aroma of wine suddenly floated out from the wine gourd.
In an instant, the aroma of monkey wine was everywhere in the courtyard, and even the aroma of the drunken wine brewed by Ye Xiangyang was suppressed.
Ye Xiangyang took a slight sniff and suddenly felt a strong aroma of wine filling his nose. When he looked at Ye Chen, a fiery color suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Before Ye Chen could speak, he felt a dark shadow flash in front of his eyes, and then the sword-raising gourd in his hand disappeared instantly, and then appeared in Ye Xiangyang's hand.
Ye Chen was shocked, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.