Regarding the matter of killing the ancient world, Ye Feng thought about asking Qiao Hongjun, the leader of the Dragon Soul Army directly.
But when the time comes, once you ask yourself.
Qiao Hongjun will definitely get to the bottom of it,
Ye Feng doesn't want his personal affairs to involve Dragon Soul for the time being.
In comparison, Han Yumiao and his father Ye Huaiyuan were close friends back then.
After his father returned to Jiangcheng, he suffered from illness for several years, and he asked Han Yumiao to continue to treat him.
If there were any problems with his father at that time, Han Yumiao should have known best!
Soon, we arrived at Mengjiangting Courtyard.
The public security in Jiangcheng cannot be said to be good, but Mengjiangting Courtyard seems to never close its doors at night.
Ye Feng stepped on the pebbles and entered the courtyard.
He went directly to the pavilion and sat down on the platform.
After making more than a dozen calls to Han Yumiao in succession.
So he played with Han Yumiao's tea set and brewed a pot by himself.
At this time, Han Yumiao, who looked sleepy, walked over wearing a coat.
"You kid, why do you always come here in the middle of the night to disturb people's dreams..."
"Hey Hey hey!"
"Can you make tea? Don't waste my delicious cakes and tea!"
Han Yumiao looked at Ye Feng touching his treasured tea. He suddenly woke up from his drowsiness and ran over with three steps at a time.
"What makes good tea or bad tea is not just brewing."
Ye Feng moved back to make room for Han Yumiao and said, "I want to ask you something."
While Han Yumiao carefully collected his tea, he said: "You come here to ask questions in the middle of the night every time. You are a rat, aren't you?"
Ye Feng said calmly: "For people of your age, it's better to sleep less. In a few years, there will be plenty of opportunities to get enough sleep."
Han Yumiao rolled up his sleeves and said as if he was about to fight: "Hey! Are you cursing my old man? I take good care of myself. It won't be a problem to live for another twenty years."
Ye Feng forced out a smile: "If I don't agree with you, I'd like to ask you, did my father go to a place called the Ancient World of Killing?"
"Killing the ancient world?"
Han Yumiao, who was still a little absent-minded, suddenly frowned: "Where did you hear this?"
Ye Feng shook his head and said, "You don't have to ask where you heard it from. But judging from your reaction, my father has been there, so it should be true."
"I didn't say it, you just guessed it yourself. Oh, the tea is ready."
Han Yumiao seemed to deliberately avoid the topic and poured two cups of tea.
How could Ye Feng not see through Han Yumiao's plan? It's not clear whether this old man's medical skills are good, but his ability to act stupid is definitely not bad.
"Tell me, where is the Ancient World of Killing?"
"I don't know, I haven't heard of it."
Han Yumiao turned away.
Ye Feng stood up: "If you don't tell me, I'll ask Li Zongzheng."
Han Yumiao hurriedly stopped Ye Feng: "Hey! Stop here, why are you asking that guy? Besides, how could he know such a secret realm?"
"Secret realm?"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had heard the word "secret realm" before.
Rumors are that they are all relics left by ancient civilizations, mysteries discovered by later generations.
There are huge and rich treasures buried in these places, but most of them are full of dangers.
Only a handful of secret realms have been developed and explored so far.
They are all controlled by various major forces and even countries.
"It seems that Doctor Han is quite knowledgeable. Tell me, where is the Ancient World of Killing?"
"Hey, you kid, please stop wearing your hat on me!"
"Come on, anyway, with your sharp temper, you will probably find out sooner or later."
Han Yumiao sighed and said: "The Ancient World of Killing is the most important secret realm in the Dragon Kingdom. It is currently in the hands of the Martial Alliance. Of course, this is just an escrow. I don't know much about what is going on."
"Then how can we get in?"
Ye Feng asked.
"Go in? Haha, you think of this matter too simply."
Han Yumiao smiled: "How can it be possible for people to enter the secret place so easily?"
Ye Feng frowned: "Then how did my father get there?"
"Tournament."
"Back then, your father's talent in martial arts was extremely high. If you look at him from a thousand miles away, you would be a man of astonishing talent!"
"He participated in the martial arts competition twice. The first time was when he was 26 years old. He became famous in Jinling after the first battle. He and I also met at that time."
"The second time was when you were thirty-six years old. At that time, your father was already a martial arts master. He was personally invited by the Martial Alliance to participate in the ultimate showdown in Yanjing, and finally got the opportunity to go to the ancient killing world."
Han Yumiao recalled.
"You mean, as long as I participate in the martial arts tournament, I can enter?"
Ye Feng's heart moved.
Hasn't he just passed the preliminary round of the tournament?
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you compare with your father?"
"As far as I know, the martial arts alliance will indeed select some martial arts geniuses to enter the ancient world of killing. The martial arts competition is the best channel, but the threshold is extremely high."
"If you want to reach this threshold, even your father has to be thirty-six years old before he has the chance. You are still a little green now, so practice hard."
Han Yumiao glanced at Ye Feng,
He has already seen Ye Feng's medical attainments, and he does have two skills.
But in martial arts, he may not be that strong.
Ye Feng looked at Han Yumiao's eyes and knew that the other party had underestimated him.
He immediately smiled and said: "My father is indeed an amazingly talented person, and he is also someone I have admired since I was a child. But I am my father's son, so it may not be too different. Let me tell you, my father entered the ancient world of killing.
When, what kind of strength is it?”
"you do not know?"
Han Yumiao was slightly startled.
Ye Feng shook his head: "I really don't know. Ever since I was sensible, my father has been suffering from illness all year round, and he rarely mentioned his early cultivation to my brother and me."
"Then if I tell you, I will scare you to death. Your father was only thirty-six years old and had already entered the realm of a martial arts master!"
"Looking at the entire Jinzhou within a hundred years, he is also the youngest one!"
When Han Yumiao spoke, there was a sense of pride between his brows.
It’s as if I was lucky enough to get to know Ye Huaiyuan back then.
"Grandmaster of martial arts?"
Ye Feng was slightly surprised.
According to his estimation, his father had been serving as the president of the Wushu Association in Jiangcheng, and it was already quite good for him to have reached the state of Huajin.
I never thought that he was a great master of martial arts!
You know, with this kind of strength, even if you go to Jinzhou or even Jinling, you can be regarded as a well-known big shot.
"You must be scared, haha. Your father's fame back then was not achieved by bragging, it was achieved by his strength! The thirty-six-year-old martial arts master shocked all the big forces in Jinzhou at that time.
They all extended olive branches and invited your father to come out."
"You, please give up this idea as soon as possible."
Han Yumiao said with a smile.
Ye Feng was immediately speechless.
At the age of thirty-six, my father entered the realm of martial arts master.
As for him, he had already reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training a year and a half ago! He is also considered the peak of Grand Master!
He was only 21 years old at that time.
If he said it, I'm afraid it's not him who is scared now, but Han Yumiao in front of him.