Look, what does it mean to cultivate for N generations? Isn't that right? No wonder this guy doesn't regard spirit stones as money. Basically, their family has all the four arts of cultivation, and the high-level ones.

Moreover, the eighth level, the eighth level again.

How did Hang Ziyan's family train to such a high level? Didn't the novel say that the seventh level of the four arts was the top level? Once it appeared, it would definitely be sought after by all cultivators, even the major sects were no exception.

If one is a member of a sect, he or she can enjoy the treatment of a supreme elder, and all resources will be provided to him or her on a priority basis.

If you are an individual, it is even better. The major sects will definitely wave their chips to ask you to join. Even if you cannot join, they will definitely ask you to curry favor with them and build good relationships with them. They will definitely not make enemies.

So, how can others live when Hang Ziyan and his family always show up at the eighth level? Crouching down, Hang Ziyan poked Yang Lan'er's arm playfully: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just want to be quiet. Don't ask me who Jingjing is." Yang Lan'er lay on the ground, feeling quite comfortable, and didn't think about it for the time being.

Sure enough, comparing herself to others would definitely make her angry to death, so she might as well just sigh.

But, Hang Ziyan's father is an eighth-rank alchemist? Then why did he spend spirit stones to buy pills from her last time in Wandu Mountain? Did he really have too much money and nowhere to spend it?

"..." Hang Ziyan and Fang Haofan were silent.

Then, Hang Ziyan burst into laughter, thinking that what Yang Lan'er said was very funny.

After laughing, Hang Ziyan said to himself again: "Last time I went out in a hurry, I just wanted to go to Wandu Mountain to watch the fun! As a result, I didn't bring many things, and my father scolded me, saying that I didn't bring more elixirs. This time, my uncle will let me bring more talismans, so that I don't have to spend money to buy them, and the talismans made by my uncle are not as good!"

Yang Lan'er was silent. After all the trouble, it turned out that the other person forgot to bring it, not that he had nothing to bring.

However, an eighth-rank alchemist should seldom refine first or second-rank pills, so it is normal for Hang Ziyan to spend money to buy them!

Thinking of the last time Hang Ziyan took out a spiritual weapon, Yang Lan'er was drunk. Is this considered bringing too little? Well, the rich family is so willful.

Slowly getting up, Yang Lan'er patted the dust off her clothes and said, "So, are you fully prepared this time? Are you going to practice more outside?"

"Yeah, it's so hard to go out, I can't always go back." Hang Ziyan nodded, he felt that it was better outside than at home! Seeing Hang Ziyan's rebellious mentality, Yang Lan'er couldn't help complaining again: "I say, Hang Ziyan, do you have any high-level formation masters in your family?" There is only one left, it's so complete!

Although Hang Ziyan only mentioned the eighth level, there must be others of lower levels as well.

"Well, not really." Hang Ziyan chuckled.

Yang Lan'er breathed a sigh of relief, at least there wasn't anything wrong.

However, Hang Ziyan's next sentence instantly choked Yang Lan'er.

"There isn't one in my family, but Fang Haofan's father is a seventh-rank formation master. Fang Haofan is also a genius in formation. He will definitely surpass his father in the future." Hang Ziyan praised proudly, as if he was the genius.

Yang Lan'er felt like she was almost effeminate. Damn it, just looking at the two of them, you can tell that the relationship between the two families must be very good. This Fang's father is a master of formations, what's the difference between him and the Hang family? Gao Fei... Yang Lan'er silently uttered a swear word in her heart, and the whole person was calm.

With more blows and stimulations, one’s tolerance level will be higher. With a little more experience, one won’t feel it’s too much to bear.

So, Yang Lan'er nodded calmly, indicating that she already understood.

Upgrading the formation is actually more difficult than the other three. It cannot be achieved simply through practice and hard work. It requires talent.

After saying this, the three of them left the grove first. Hang Ziyan sighed: "It seems that my luck is pretty good today. I actually found a purple gem flower. I'll go back and give it to my dad. He will definitely be very happy."

Yang Lan'er nodded secretly. An eighth-level alchemist would definitely like this. If it were her, she would not be able to use it and it would be a waste of resources.

"When my father makes the elixir, I'll give you a few to try!" Hang Ziyan said with a smile.

Yang Lan'er was confused. Give me some medicine to try? He was obviously well-intentioned, but why did it sound so weird? Who lives such a miserable life?

While eating, Yang Lan'er saw Hang Ziyan take out the set of barbecue kitchen utensils that she had given him. As a result, she discovered that Hang Ziyan's cooking skills were still so terrible and he had not improved at all.

Fang Haofan's cooking skills have been quite good. He may not be able to be a chef on Earth, but he can definitely set up a small stall at the night market.

Taking a look at Hang Ziyan's face that was indeed as beautiful as a flower, Yang Lan'er felt deeply that this guy had given birth to the wrong gender for his first child.

Otherwise, how much potential does a woman who is carefree but actually smart, good-looking, well-off, cute and a novice in cooking have to be a female protagonist? Yang Lan'er lazily enjoyed the handsome man's service, determined not to use her mouth but her hands, anyway, she didn't dislike it very much.

So, from beginning to end, Fang Haofan was the only one busy cooking. Hang Ziyan moved occasionally, but that was just for fun, and it was a waste of the best monster meat.

Later, Yang Lan'er couldn't stand it anymore and asked Hang Ziyan to stop doing that. The meat of this monster, which was not domesticated, not only contained spiritual energy, but also had certain special effects. It was very beneficial for cultivators. She felt sad to see it being wasted like this.

"Come on, even if you have money, don't be willful, save some money!" Yang Lan'er couldn't help but complain in her heart. This kid has never been poor. If Hang Ziyan really went to the forbidden area that day and the space ring couldn't be opened, would he starve to death? So, Yang Lan'er was also overstimulated. Generally speaking, she would not curse others like this, although it was just a flash of thought.

"Lan'er, are you poor?" Hang Ziyan asked unconsciously. He often heard Yang Lan'er complain about his being unthrifty, and finally couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, Yang Lan'er rolled her eyes. A full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man. Compared with Hang Ziyan, she was indeed extremely poor.

After eating and drinking, the three of them set off together. The journey was quite busy.

Hang Ziyan and Fang Haofan watched Yang Lan'er sweeping the fallen leaves like the autumn wind. No matter whether the items were high-level or low-level, she took them all.

However, although Yang Lan'er looks ferocious, she actually never wipes out the roots and will always leave a way out for many things.

These natural treasures were created by the destiny of heaven and earth, and can be obtained by chance. However, unless under special circumstances, one should not be too extreme in doing things.

Otherwise, what will be ruined in the end is your future opportunities.

Today's cultivators no longer understand these hidden rules of heaven. When they see good things, they think they belong to them and feel at ease only when they put them all in their pockets.