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Ye Tianmo had always thought that his parents had died. Although his parents were very strong and were once the strongest among the Ye Family, the sword and the sabre had no eyes, so his parents must have been killed.

Hearing his father's name, and hearing the middle-aged man's familiar voice that sounded like the twenty-seven uncle, Ye Tianmo pricked up his ears, intending to continue listening.

The voice walked downstream. Ye Tianmo's head poked out of the water as his eyes shone with ecstasy. His father and mother might not die, but he was so overjoyed that his heart was about to explode.

Heavens above, just now the twenty-seven uncle said that no one could predict what would happen in this world, and the result actually happened. Ye Tianmo was not dead, he was still alive.

Ye Tiancheng was shocked as he asked, "You are not … …"

The twenty-seven uncle raised his hand and stopped Ye Tiancheng as he said, "Tianmo, since you are still alive, why don't you go to the medicine garden?"

Ye Tianmo said innocently: "I can't find the way."

twenty-seven uncle and Ye Tiancheng looked at each other. How could this idiot be stupid to this extent? As long as he was brave enough, as long as he walked three to five li, he would be in the medicine garden.

The twenty-seven uncle had not seen Ye Tianmo for a long time, he had always been responsible for the management of the supporting medicinal garden. He had only heard that the girl that Ye Yuping had adopted was taken away by a strong Ranker.

No matter what, Ye Tianmo was still alive, the Ye Family would have to treat him as their living ancestor. Otherwise, the experts of the Zhi Yuan Mountain would destroy the Ye Family.

The twenty-seven uncle let out a sigh and led Ye Tianmo and Ye Tiancheng towards the direction of the medicine garden. Ye Tianmo asked happily: twenty-seven uncle, did you enter the mountain to find me?

Ye Tiancheng said in a bad mood: "What are we looking for you for? We are looking for an expert."

Just as Ye Tianmo was about to ask, twenty-seven uncle said: "Enough, I'm very annoyed."

Ye Tianmo wisely shut his mouth, but felt suspicious in his heart. Find a strong Ranker? The twenty-seven uncle was the same as his son Ye Tiancheng, they were both Human Tribulation Realm, they did not go looking for experts to fight, but for what?

Passing through a mountain valley, Ye Family guards could be seen patrolling along the road. Seeing that the twenty-seven uncle had appeared, all the guards bowed and saluted.

The twenty-seven uncle had a cold face as he brought Ye Tianmo and Ye Tiancheng through the tall and big wooden wall into the medicine garden. An aged voice asked: "Why are you back so early? You found the clue? "

twenty-seven uncle immediately bowed and said: "Senior, I accidentally found a lost disciple in the clan. He has already left for half a month, I was the one who brought him back."

An old man carried a teacup and walked out. He scanned Ye Tianmo and said: "The person has been brought back, continue searching. If you can't find the expert who stole the silver arm orangutan's arms and Steel Hunting Wild Boar's fangs, then you father and son shouldn't come back."

The twenty-seven uncle bowed and brought Ye Tiancheng out with him. Ye Tianmo's heart was beating erratically. Was this old man looking for the treasure that he had obtained? Something bad had happened.

The old man looked at Ye Tianmo who was carrying the crane's bill hoe and asked, "A disciple of the Ye Family?"

Ye Tianmo said cautiously: "Yes, my father is Ye Yuping, my name is Ye Tianmo."

A middle-aged man holding an iron hammer rushed out from the blacksmith shop not far away. He looked at Ye Tianmo in shock and asked: "You are the son of Young Master Wandering?"

Ye Tianmo looked at the blacksmith in a daze. The blacksmith's eyes were filled with tears as he took a deep breath and said, "Are you here to take over the medicine garden? The medicine slaves are saved. "

Ye Tianmo smiled bitterly and said, "My parents died a year ago. I was sent to the medicine garden."

The blacksmith's eyes were filled with regret. He did not doubt Ye Tianmo's words, Ye Tianmo's disguise was too pathetic, he was just like a little medicine slave.

The old man waved his hand and let Ye Tianmo leave like he was shooing a housefly. The blacksmith grabbed Ye Tianmo's arm and brought him into the blacksmith shop, sighing emotionally as he looked at Ye Tianmo, and said: "They said that you were eaten by snake tail wolf on the way. I do not believe that Young Master Yuping is a good person, the only good person of the Ye Family.

Ye Tianmo pursed his lips and nodded, it was the heavens' blessing, otherwise Ye Tianmo would not have welcomed a new life. Ye Tianmo could not help but turn his head, the old man outside had a green light shining on his head, this was an expert from Human Tribulation Realm.

The blacksmith whispered, "The medicine garden steward has been killed, and several stewards have also been killed. I heard that they are looking for a mysterious expert."

Ye Tianmo also lowered his voice and asked: "Where are the Ye Family's experts? Why didn't they dare to stop him? "I heard that the Ye Family's slogan is to make the Ye Family bleed, we must pay the price."

The blacksmith's eyes were full of contempt, the Ye family? If they were to encounter this rogue cultivator from the Human Tribulation Realm, the Ye Family would be in ruins. They could have as many grandchildren as they wanted.

The blacksmith pinched Ye Tianmo's thin arm and said: "Don't even think about becoming a medicine slave. If you learn refining from me, you can at least be considered to have the ability to eat. "

The old man from the Human Tribulation Realm appeared at the door and asked, "You know how to forge artifacts?"

The blacksmith said proudly, "It's the Hundred Craftsmen Tactic. If I have the right fire and materials, I can make real Xuan Artifacts."

Not to mention Ye Tianmo, even the old man was shocked. Forged a mystical weapon? This blacksmith who was repairing tools in the Ye Family's medicine garden spoke with an overbearing tone.

The blacksmith bowed and said: "Feng Keran greets senior."