Chapter 1506 The Wayward Ancestor 8

Then Tang Wenfeng obediently ate only half of the pill, and put the remaining half back to Tian Miao.

"You keep it." Tian Miao didn't answer.

"Okay." Tang Wenfeng just put away the porcelain bottle, and then frowned suspiciously, his butt, it seems, doesn't hurt anymore?

He tentatively reached out and rubbed his butt lightly. Why? It doesn't seem to hurt anymore, is that okay?

"Old Ancestor, what kind of medicine is this? It works so well, my injury is healed?!" Tang Wenfeng asked in surprise.

"Healing, detoxification." Tian Miao replied.

"It's so powerful, this medicine has an immediate effect. Huh? Ah, why do I have a nosebleed, ah, I, I'm so hot..." Tang Wenfeng was still admiring just now, but the next moment his expression changed, and he wiped his nose. Nosebleed in one hand. Moreover, the limbs and bones began to heat up, as if there was a force colliding with physical strength.

"Maybe, it shouldn't be half a grain, it should, just lick it." Tian Miao's voice came from the carriage, with a tone of consideration.

"Old Ancestor, I, I'm in a bit of pain right now. There seems to be a fire running around in my body." Tang Wenfeng said with a bitter expression, frowning.

"Stretch out your hand." Tian Miao said.

Tang Wenfeng stretched out his hand obediently, and then felt Tian Miao stretch out his finger to lightly touch his palm, and then a sense of coolness quickly spread all over his body, the tyrannical force in his body fell silent, but it seemed Not completely gone.

"It's suppressed for you. It will be released automatically after ten years. I hope you have enough internal energy to refine this alchemy at that time." Tian Miao said leisurely.

"That is to say, this power will reappear after ten years, and you must have enough internal energy to refine this force." Tang Wenfeng thought about it, and suddenly said, "Then what if I don't have enough internal energy by then?"

"Then just wait to die, who told you to be as weak as you are now after ten years." Tian Miao said coolly.

Tang Wenfeng choked, feeling aggrieved, always feeling that he was being bullied by his ancestors. Suddenly he thought again, was Tang Fengyue's ancestor bullied by his ancestor in the same way?

Probably! Thinking of this, Tang Wenfeng felt balanced.

Wait, none of this is the point!

The point is, what kind of miraculous medicine did the ancestors give? How could he heal his own injury in one go, and there was such a powerful medicine effect that he couldn't bear it.

Is the ancestor really a fairy? Is it their Tang family who shamelessly posted it and said it belonged to their ancestors?

Thinking of this, Tang Wenfeng couldn't help but want to ask: "Old Ancestor, can I ask you about the scene when you first met Ancestor Tang Fengyue?"

"Isn't there a record in your ancestral hall?" Tian Miao replied.

"However, I went out to practice before it was time for me to read it. The rule of our Tang family is that you can only enter the ancestral hall to read the notebook when you are eighteen years old." Tang Wenfeng explained.

"That's it..." Tian Miao understood, "I'll tell you next time. Now, come in and play chess with me."

"Huh? I'll play chess with you, so there's no one driving the car." Tang Wenfeng was puzzled.

"The carriage will go by itself. My two horses should be smarter than many people." Tian Miao said lightly.

Um? ! !

Then you still let me be the driver?

No, that's not the point.

The point is, a horse smarter than a human? Is this still an ordinary horse? Or are the two snow-white horses not horses at all?