Regarding the killing of the ancient world, Ye Feng thought of directly asking the Dragon Soul Army leader Qiao Hongjun.
But once you ask yourself.
Qiao Hongjun will definitely ask the bottom line.
Ye Feng doesn't want his private affairs to involve Dragon Soul for the time being.
In comparison, Han Yumiao and his father Ye Huaiyuan were close friends back then.
After my father returned to Jiangcheng, he was suffering from illness for several years, and he also asked Han Yumiao to continue to treat him.
If there were any problems with my father at that time, Han Yumiao should have known the most!
Soon, I arrived at Mengjiangting Villa.
The security of Jiangcheng is not good, but Mengjiangting Villa seems to have never closed their doors at night.
Ye Feng walked into the yard on a small stone road.
I went straight to the pavilion and sat on the platform.
After making more than a dozen calls to Han Yumiao in succession.
So he fiddled with Han Yumiao's tea set and brewed a pot on his own.
At this time, Han Yumiao, who was sleepy, walked over in a coat.
"You kid, why do you always come to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night..."
“Hey hey hey hey!”
"Do you know how to make tea? Don't ruin my good tea!"
Han Yumiao looked at Ye Feng moving the tea he had collected, and he was half asleep and woke up. He ran over in two steps.
"What good tea is not good? Don't you make it all."
Ye Feng moved backwards, made a place for Han Yumiao, and said, "I want to ask you something."
Han Yumiao carefully collected his tea and said, "Every time I come to ask about things in the middle of the night, you are a mouse, right?"
Ye Feng said lightly: "Your age, sleep less, and you will have the chance to sleep enough in a few years."
Han Yumiao lifted up his sleeves and said, "Hey! You guy cursed me, old man, right? I'm very well maintained, and it's no problem to live for another twenty years."
Ye Feng forced out a smile: "I won't be poor with you anymore, I'll ask you, did my father go to a place called Killing Ancient World?"
"Kill the Ancient World?"
Han Yumiao, who was a little absent-minded, frowned: "Where did you hear this?"
Ye Feng shook his head and said, "You don't need to ask where you heard it. But judging from your reaction, my father has been there, it should be true."
"I didn't say it, you guessed it yourself. Oh, the tea is ready."
Han Yumiao seemed to deliberately avoid the topic and poured two cups of tea on his own.
How could Ye Feng not see through Han Yumiao’s plan? It’s unclear whether the old man’s medical skills are good or not, but his ability to pretend to be 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 his face away.
Ye Feng stood up: "If you don't say it, I'll ask Li Zongzheng."
Han Yumiao hurriedly called Ye Feng: "Hey! Stop me, why do you ask that guy for? Besides, how could he know about this secret realm?"
"Secret Realm?"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had heard of the word "secret realm" before.
Rumors are all ruins left by ancient civilizations and mysterious places discovered by later generations.
These places are buried with huge and rich treasures, but most of them are full of crisis.
There are only a very small number of secret realms that have been developed and explored at present.
They are all controlled by various major forces and even countries.
"It seems that Dr. Han is still very knowledgeable. Tell me, where is the ancient world of killing?"
"Oh, don't put a high hat on me!"
"Come on, anyway, with your stubborn temper, I guess you will know sooner or later."
Han Yumiao sighed and said, "Killing the Ancient Realm is the most important secret realm of the Dragon Kingdom, and it is currently in the hands of the Wu Alliance. Of course, this is just a steward. I don't know much about it."
"How can I get in?"
Ye Feng asked.
"Get in? Haha, you think this matter too simple."
Han Yumiao smiled: "How can people enter the secret realm easily?"
Ye Feng frowned: "Then how did my father get there back then?"
"Martial competition."
"Your father was extremely talented in martial arts back then, and he was also a very amazing person with a thousand miles of sight!"
"He participated in the martial arts competition twice. The first time was when he was 26 years old. He became famous in Jinling in the battle. He and I also met at that time."
"The second time was 36 years old. At that time, your father was already a martial arts master. He was personally invited by the Wu Alliance to participate in the ultimate showdown in Yanjing, and finally got the opportunity to go to the ancient world of killing."
Han Yumiao recalled.
"What do you mean, as long as I attend the martial arts competition, I can enter?"
Ye Feng's heart moved.
Isn't he just passing the preliminary round of the martial arts competition now?
"What a fool, can you compare with your father?"
"As far as I know, the Martial Alliance will indeed choose 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 is 36 years old, you will have the chance. You are still a little young now, so practice hard."
Han Yumiao glanced at Ye Feng,
He has already seen Ye Feng's attainments in medical skills and does have two tricks.
But in martial arts, it may not be very strong.
Ye Feng looked at Han Yumiao's eyes and knew that the other party had underestimated him.
Immediately, I smiled and said, "My father is indeed a stunning and stunning person, and I am also a person I admire since I was a child. But I am my father's son, so it may not be much different. Let me tell you, what strength was my father when he entered the ancient world of killing?"
"you do not know?"
Han Yumiao was slightly stunned.
Ye Feng shook his head: "I really don't know. Since I became sensible, my father has been suffering from illness all year round and rarely mentions his early practice to me and my brother."
"Then I'll scare you to death. Your father was only thirty-six years old, and he had already entered the realm of a great master of martial arts!"
"Looking at the entire Golden State within a hundred years, it is also the youngest one!"
When Han Yumiao spoke, there was a sense of pride between his eyebrows.
It seems that I can get along with Ye Huaiyuan back then.
"The Grand Master of Martial Arts?"
Ye Feng was slightly surprised.
According to his estimate, my father was in Jiangcheng and served as the president of the Wushu Association. It was already good to have a realm of spiritual transformation.
I never thought that I was a master of martial arts!
You should know that with this kind of strength, even if you go to Jinzhou or even Jinling, you will be considered a famous number one figure.
"You're scared, haha, your father's fame back then was not bragging, it was made by strength! The 36-year-old martial arts master was shocked by the great forces in Jinzhou at that time, and they all sent olive branches to invite your father out of the mountain."
"You, let's give up this idea as soon as possible."
Han Yumiao said with a smile.
Ye Feng was speechless.
My father entered the realm of a great master of martial arts at the age of 36.
And he, a year and a half ago, had already broken through to the peak of the ninth level of Qi training! He was also the peak of the Grandmaster!
At that time, he was only 21 years old.
If I said it, I'm afraid that I would not be scaring myself now, but Han Yumiao in front of me.