What level of exercise is ...... "Hazy Moon" ? Zhao Fan asked in surprise.

Ning Xiyu looked at Ling Xiao next to him hesitantly.

The latter said playfully: Then I'll avoid it.

Zhao Fan shook his head and said that it didn't matter, and grabbed Ling Xiao.

Ning Xiyu didn't care about it anymore, although her voice was not big, but when it fell into the ears of the two, it was like a thunderbolt splitting the sky: the middle grade of the heavenly ladder can be split into a separate heaven and earth Xuanyuan.

Zhao Fan almost blurted out a sentence of Huaxia Guo scolding, but fortunately it was stuck in his throat.

Heavenly Rank Medium Grade!

With exercises of this level, I am afraid that no Heavenly Rank Saint can be calm.

It is said that the exercises with the highest rating in the entire Metaverse are the best in the heavenly rank, but no one has witnessed it with their own eyes, and what is well-documented is the exercises of the upper grade in the heavenly rank. So far, there have only been two. As for the medium-grade ones, there are very few, maybe less than a lot of them, and even if they exceed this number, there will be no more.

"Hazy Menstruation" has reached that level!

No wonder Ning Xiyu said those words when Zhao Fan came back, if she didn't fall, with the "Hazy Moon" and the supporting secret method, one day she would stand at the peak of the Metaverse!

After all, the Venerable Zhiyue has stepped into the heavenly level from a mortal man within 10,000 years, if there is no miracle brought by the Hazy Moon Wine, maybe his qualifications will not be able to knock on the door of the Yuan Rank, and the qualifications can still be so, and Ning Xiyu, whose qualifications are not bad against the sky, also have the possibility of achieving them.

Then Zhao Fan asked if "Haoyue Wine" could be passed on, he couldn't use it himself, but he still had his wife and daughters by his side.

Ning Xiyu shook his head regretfully, "Hazy Moon Sutra" was integrated into the curse by the Hazy Moon Immortals, if you are not destined to be a person, you will die if you touch it, and if you are destined to pass it on, you will die.

That's right. It's okay.

As if he had expected it, Zhao Fan raised his finger with a smile and scraped Ning Xiyu's nose.

And at this time, Ling Xiao also swore with his own life origin and soul origin: I will not reveal anything about what Xiyu said today

Ahem, young lady, you don't have to. Zhao Fan took advantage of the fact that the oath had not yet taken effect, so he turned his head sideways and said: I can trust you.

This trust made Ling Xiao's heart feel like it had been melted, but she still persistently finished it.

No, I have to integrate this one-size-fits-all skill of stacking wine. Zhao Fan rubbed his hands and said eagerly: Little sister, do me a favor again. The quality of the Haoyue wine in Fengchu City is reasonable, buy as much as you want, Yuanshi, don't worry, I won't miss you.

Ling Xiao understood what Zhao Fan meant, the other party was a soul cultivator, if she really triggered a miracle through the Hazy Moon Wine, it meant that she had obtained a Heavenly Rank Intermediate "Hazy Moon Soul Sutra", she did not hesitate, she left the private room directly, first told Chen Liu, and asked her to send all the finished Hazy Moon Wine in Qi Yunxuan's wine cellar to the private room, and then went to other places where she could buy high-quality Hazy Moon Wine.

And Zhao Fan, after Chen Liu came in, asked her to teach herself to learn all kinds of things by hand.

However, Chen Liu suggested that he turn from low to high, starting with the simplest ten missing one, and when he grasped the accuracy and timing, he would rise to one hundred missing formula, and then one thousand missing one......

Zhao Fan felt that it made sense, so he became an apprentice of stacking wine.

And he was reluctant to join forces with these Haoyue wines, so he ran to the street outside and bought a lot of garbage quality and returned to Qi Yunxuan.

A quarter of an hour later, the fire was perfect.

Two hours later, there is no mistake in a hundred ways!

Half a day later, a thousand people entered the room, and the average of ten altars was one mistake.