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Tang Zhengang was silent. Putting aside his prejudice against Yang Fan, what Yang Fan showed was indeed something that could not be found even in Mingzong.

"Master has not mentioned the inheritance of master to me yet."

Tang Anya shook her head gently and said to Tang Xinzhai: "Grandpa, Master is very interested in biological armor. I remember that the remaining fragment has always been kept by you. I want to show it to Master."

Tang Xinzhai immediately took out a thin rosewood box the size of a child's palm from his pocket.

After opening it, there was a gray armor-like object slightly larger than a fingernail, which looked like a shell fragment of a turtle creature at first glance.

After taking a look and confirming that it was correct, Tang Xinzhai handed the rosewood box to Tang Anya.

"It's just a fragment. If your master is interested, feel free to take it. The people at Tianshu Research Institute have been studying this thing for hundreds of years, but there has been no progress. Master Yang is a scholar, maybe he can figure out something."

Tang Zhengang chuckled in his heart, thinking that his grandfather thought too highly of that kid. Did he really think that kid could do anything?

You know, Tianshu Research Institute is a scientific research institution established by Fengmeng to specialize in studying the remains of alien spacecraft. Any researcher in it is a top expert in their respective fields.

For this biological armor, hundreds of years have spent countless funds but nothing has been achieved. Even if Yang Fan has great ability, he can't see anything from this small fragment.

If he can really come up with something, wouldn't those proud experts in various fields in the institute who are as proud as peacocks be so angry that they vomit blood?

Tang Anya smiled, took the wooden box, and turned to the tea room.

Seeing Tang Anya's figure gradually going away, Tang Zhengang dared to say: "Dad, Grandpa, how old is Master Yang? Is he really that amazing?"

There was still some disbelief in his tone.

"Zhengang, there are so many talented people in the world. There is always someone stronger than the strongest. Apart from other things, in your opinion, does Master Yang have cultivation or not?"

Tang Xinzhai looked far away, and without waiting for Tang Zhengang to answer, he continued: "If he has no cultivation, then where does his spiritual power come from to transmit sound and skills to Anya? But if he has cultivation, why can't even I, a former late-stage Tianwai Realm warrior, see any clues?"

Being able to be accepted as the closed disciple by the Great Elder of Mingzong, and being the best in martial arts, Tang Zhengang is naturally not a stupid person, and he quickly thought of a lot.

The expression on Tang Zhengang's face solidified, and a chill suddenly spread from his tailbone, making his scalp numb, and his voice became solemn.

"Grandpa, do you mean that he actually has a cultivation level, and it is unfathomable, or he has a method to hide or even change his breath, so that he looks like an ordinary person without cultivation?"

Tang Xinzhai said: "Suppose that his current innate cultivation level is even the same as yours, the fourth level of innate cultivation, but his method of hiding his breath can deceive me and your father, as well as Mr. Zhuge and others who have the cultivation level of the outer realm... What level do you think this method of hiding breath is?"

[To be honest, I have been using the reading book to keep up with the latest updates recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with many voices, both Android and Apple. 】

Tang Zhengang couldn't help but take a breath.

Such a method of hiding breath is probably not even available in the Ming Sect.

Then he couldn't help but wonder, what kind of force can have such a foundation, possess so many unique skills, and teach a unique successor like Yang Fan?

Although he didn't know the name of this force, it would definitely not be the Dianlong Sect.