Ye Ming took out the Death Pill and Ning Shen Pill and handed it to Ye Tian and Ye Xiaofan respectively.
"Good grandson, this pill is..." Looking at the Death Pill in his hand and smelling the rich fragrance of medicine, Ye Xiaofan was a little confused. What kind of elixir should this fragrance be?
Seeing Ye Xiaofan's stupid look, Ye Ming smiled and said, "It's just a little thing. Grandpa Zeng, please swallow it with confidence. This way, the internal injuries will be recovered soon. Father is too. Ningshen Pill can relieve fatigue, so take it quickly."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian and Ye Xiaofan nodded subconsciously and swallowed the pills in their hands.
Ye Tian swallowed the Ningshen Pill, and in an instant, a cold gas rushed into his body and spread to his internal organs. His tired mind shuddered. The slight headache in the past few days was relieved immediately, and he was extremely comfortable.
On the other hand, Ye Xiaofan was shocked by the terrifying medicinal power of the Death Pill. As soon as the Death Pill was taken off, a magnificent medicinal power immediately dissolved in Ye Xiaofan's body. In an instant, the injuries left by the battle with Han Shiyuan were instantly recovered. Not only that, the huge medicinal power cured all the secret injuries left by Ye Xiaofan in his body before. Seeing this, Ye Xiaofan was both happy and distressed.
I was happy that my body had returned to its peak state, and at the same time I felt sorry for the fact that such a magic pill had been swallowed by myself.
Seeing Ye Xiaofan's face hurt, Ye Ming couldn't help but say, "Grandpa Zeng, don't show this expression. There is no need to worry about an eighth-grade pill. As long as there are medicinal materials, you can refine as much as you want." Now he is a powerful master of the seventh level of supreme level, and he has the power of the body space. Many things no longer need to be hidden.
When Ye Xiaofan heard this, he immediately became stupid and murmured to himself: "Ah, refining? Do you think you can refine this pill?"
"Eighth, Eighth grade pills... Ye Ming, aren't you kidding?" Ye Tian was also so surprised that he couldn't stop talking. Isn't he an eighth grade pills the eighth grade pills the eighth grade pills?
Danwang Liucong is only a seventh-grade alchemist. Although he only has the strength of the sect, his status is comparable to that of the powerful. Many powerful people at the same time must be close to him. The four empires dare not provoke Danwang Liucong at will. A seventh-grade alchemist has a wide range of communication, and a group of strong friends represented by him.
As for the eighth-grade alchemist... it is unprecedented!
"In this way, you are the eighth-grade alchemist, a 8th-grade alchemist!" Ye Xiaofan widened his eyes, his tone full of surprise.
"Of course I won't be so bored that I'm just kidding about such things. According to the alchemist classification, I can be considered an eighth-grade alchemist." Ye Ming shrugged. Ye Ming, who has mastered the magical pharmacy, is actually a stronger existence than a ninth-grade alchemist.
"This, how is this possible..." Ye Tian and Ye Xiaofan said in a daze. Even when they heard Ye Ming admit it in person, they could not believe it immediately. After all, the most powerful person on the continent is Liu Cong, the seventh-grade alchemist. Ye Ming, a young man in his twenties, has such a terrifying cultivation speed. How could he be equally terrifying in alchemy?
If Ye Ming is a powerful man at the level of honor, Ye Tian and Ye Xiaofan may still believe it, but if Ye Ming is an eighth-grade alchemist, they will not believe it. Cultivation and alchemist are different. A strange adventure may greatly increase their strength, but there is absolutely no shortcut to the alchemist. Only by accumulating step by step can they become an alchemist.
Seeing that the two of them looked disbelief, Ye Ming did not explain and said, "Father and Grandpa Zeng, you go back to your room to rest first. I will solve the Han family's affairs now."
After speaking, Ye Ming had disappeared in the room.
"This... shrinks into an inch... or teleports!" Seeing Ye Ming's departure, Ye Xiaofan was shocked. With his eyes, he could not see Ye Ming's way of leaving the room.
"Telection..." Ye Tian's heart tightened. Teleportation represents the most peak force on the continent and the symbol of the supreme power!
The two of them were both confused and shocked. Unfortunately, Ye Ming had left at this moment, and no one could solve the doubts of the grandfather and grandson.
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In a wide courtyard in Yingxuecheng, Han Shiyuan was sitting quietly on the floor of the room, practicing tirelessly every day.
With blue hair and blue eyes and a white robe, Han Shiyuan looks at most thirty years old, and is in his youth. However, he is actually one of the ancestors of the Han family, and his actual age is over 300.
Han Shiyuan ended his twelve years of retreat this time. When he came out of seclusion, he encountered this incident. When he heard that countless elites from the Han family were killed, Han Shiyuan, who had a hot temper, naturally intervened immediately. He left directly to Yingxue City that day.
After sitting quietly for several hours, Han Shiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his face filled with helplessness, and murmured to himself: "As long as I improve a little more, I have hope of stepping into the half-step level, but it has been twelve years... I can't take that step after this retreat ends."
Han Shiyuan sighed deeply. It was different from the rumors Bahu heard. In fact, before he was in seclusion, Han Shiyuan was already a powerful sect-level ninth statute. He went into seclusion again and again to seek to enter the half-step supreme level. However, it took twelve years last time, and Han Shiyuan still glared at all, and still had no idea about entering the half-step supreme level.
One sect, one sect, one word, the world is far apart. Even if it is only half a step, it is also extremely difficult to get through the threshold. Han Shiyuan was also a talented pride of heaven back then, but he is now blocked in front of this level for decades.
The more he practiced, the more irritable Han Shiyuan felt. He lived for more than 300 years, and his age was considered long-lived at the sect level. Now that his birthday is approaching, under the terrifying pressure of death, Han Shiyuan's mood has long been messy. It is almost impossible to understand something under such circumstances. He himself knew very well, so he ended his twelve years of seclusion and went out to wander.
"Ah..." He sighed again, Han Shiyuan closed his eyes and fell into the great way of comprehension of the power of space.
However, at this moment, Han Shiyuan's eyes had just closed, and a strange voice suddenly came from the corner of the room: "Are you Han Shiyuan? The leader of this Han family operation?"
When Han Shiyuan heard this sound, the hairs all over Han Shiyuan's body exploded instantly and he had goose bumps. In an instant, Han Shiyuan's body shook, and he jumped up like a frightened cat, staring in horror in the direction of the sound.
At first glance, in Han Shiyuan's sight, a black-haired young man entered the room at some point, and he didn't notice it at all.
Strong!
Looking at the black-haired young man in front of him, these two words couldn't help but appear in Han Shiyuan's heart.
After all, Han Shiyuan lived a long life and had a very strong psychological quality. He quickly stabilized his mentality from his shock. At the same time, he carefully spoke out and tentatively: "Yes, the villain is Han Shiyuan. I don't know, this senior, you are..."
Han Shiyuan did not judge people by his appearance. Although the appearance of the visitor is only in his early twenties, the more powerful people have the ability to disguise. For example, Han Shiyuan's own appearance is only about thirty years old. Therefore, it is the stupidest thing to judge a person's age from his appearance.
Ye Ming looked at Han Shiyuan meaningfully and then said, "Since you are Han Shiyuan himself, it will be easier to discuss things. As for my origin... I am the person you are looking for, so do you understand?"
After hearing this, Han Shiyuan was shocked and dared not believe it, "What did you say!? You, you said it was Ye Ming? Ye Ming, who killed countless elites in our Han family!?"
According to the data, Ye Ming's actual age is definitely not over 30 years old. It is conservatively estimated that around 20 years old, so it is not difficult to obtain these information. After all, being able to enter the chaotic battlefield is that his age cannot be over 30 years old.
The strong man in front of him was Ye Ming himself. He didn't believe it or did not believe it when he killed Han Shiyuan.
Han Shiyuan was stunned, but Ye Ming didn't feel like explaining much, and said directly: "It's just that I don't have to doubt that time is precious. I'll just say it. You can only withdraw all the Han family members from Yingxuecheng within today, and I promise not to cause trouble for my Ye family in the future, otherwise... I promise that none of you will leave Yingxuecheng."
After speaking, Ye Ming punched the void, and saw that under this punch, the space was smashed to pieces, creating a space crack several meters in size.
It is no basis for saying it, Ye Ming never thought of using his mouth to persuade the other party to retreat. At this moment, he simply showed this move, which is enough to explain a lot of things.
"Honor, respect, respect, respect, respect, respect, respect!" Seeing the scenery in front of him, Han Shiyuan's old eyes widened, his teeth trembled so much that he stammered in one sentence.
There is a powerful man in the Ye family who is in charge, which is completely different from what is said in the information! Doesn’t the information say that there is only Ye Xiaofan, who is in charge of the sect level, in the early stage of the Ye family? Where does a powerful man in the supreme level appear?
The most important thing is that this powerful man at the top is actually the person they are in trouble!
In an instant, Han Shiyuan felt like the sky was dark and the earth was dark. If he knew that the Ye family had a powerful man in charge, he would not dare to cause trouble with one hundred courages.
The next moment, Han Shiyuan rolled his eyes and fell backwards with his body straight, and he was shocked and fainted.