My Dogs Are All in the Golden Elixir Stage, How Can You Fight with Me?

Traveling through time must have a golden finger. Ye Ming's golden finger can fix everything. Half a page of broken exercises can be repaired by him to create a complete book of exercises. The first-order small piece of wood was repaired by him into the Heaven-reaching Sacred Tree. Impure blood? A native dog can also be restored by him into an ancient sky-swallowing divine dog! Ten years later, Ye Ming's bookshelf is full of peerless skills that the entire Eastern Wasteland monks dream of. The yard is planted with ancient willow trees. Lying in the corner is a demon king-level old scalper. Waiting on the willow tree is a colorful rooster whose bloodline is about to become a real phoenix. The white cat ran away from home, but when he returned, he had achieved a great reputation. And in the medicinal field he planted casually, any spiritual grass or elixir in it was enough to drive the alchemist crazy. But the life Ye Ming wants is just to farm, raise flowers and plants, and bask in the sun... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.