Wu Po Jiuxiao

As his disciple, Ye Fantian knows each other best. The level of refining medicine in this world is indeed unique, but in ancient China, how powerful was the technique of refining medicine and alchemy. Qingxuanzi survived for thousands of years. The various refining methods left in his mind during the time spent in the past are quite precious. In his opinion, the unique way of refining medicine is incomparable in many places in this world. Ye Fantian inherited his Inheritance is naturally limitless.

But now he was ridiculed by a "half-handed guy". If it wasn't because Ye Fantian stopped him, Qingxuanzi would have slapped the idiot to death.

"How can the alchemy of ancient China be comparable to these trails here? You bastard, you dare to underestimate Huaxia's alchemy, you bastard!"

Qingxuanzi was rarely angry, obviously at this time he was already too much stimulated.

"Master, why should you be angry? Does a lion need to care about the scramble of ants? I am quite confident in refining medicine, so in the end, I will definitely let him see how terrifying my Huaxia's refining is."

Ye Fantian said comfortingly.

"Forget it, how many years of practice, to be irritated by this junior, obviously this practice has not yet reached the real peak."

Qingxuanzi gasped for a few breaths and then said helplessly, but only Ye Fantian would understand Qingxuanzi's feelings. After all, in this strange environment and world, both Ye Fantian and Qingxuanzi always kept their own feelings in mind. The original source is the ancient China, and only there is their real root, where their blood is commensurate.

Being despised not only despises themselves but also despises the existence of Huaxia, which is simply unforgivable for them!

The eldest grandson and his family are located in a relatively hidden valley in the Yundu. The distance here is not too far, so the few people rushed here after a cup of tea.

The moment he saw the valley from afar, Ye Fantian couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face. Although the valley is not as wide as that of the Kasyapa Academy, the wine looks like this. It's like a gigantic monster.

The terrifying posture and perfect design bring a kind of rustic atmosphere.

The valley is surrounded by dense forests, but if you look closely, it seems that there are boundless air currents and strong winds suppressing it.

Although the surrounding energy was suppressed by a mysterious energy, Ye Fantian clearly felt the terrifying sharpness of the various fluctuations that were slightly missed.

"This is the formation that our ancestors learned from excavating the records left by Da Neng in the ancient times. It is called the Split Mang Wind Gang Formation. Once it is controlled by the people of the inner family, it will be destroyed in a short time. It is controlled, in this formation, it is enough to wipe out a powerful martial artist in an instant. If the strength of the person in control reaches the level of a great martial artist, it is enough to trap a martial king. It cannot be killed, but at least it can be resisted."