Xianhong Road

Chapter 482 The Medicine Fairy

"The teacher is back..."

Yang Fan was ecstatic, waved his hand lightly and said: "You go down first, always pay attention to the people I named, and report to me as soon as there is news."

The Poison King is a Nascent Soul Poison Master and Yang Fan's teacher in name.

"Yes."

The figure flashed, then merged into the void and disappeared.

The detectives of the Dark Blood Dynasty are best at stealth tracking.

Yang Fan stood up and glanced at Hu Fei, who was still meditating in front of the thousand-year-old tomb, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He was worried about leaving Hu Fei here like this.

If a strong Nascent Soul came here in person, it would be disadvantageous to Hu Fei.

Thinking of this, his mind melted into the Xianhong space.

Xianlaiju, in a gazebo.

Swish swish! !

Three Jindan servants appeared in front of Yang Fan.

"Master, what do you want to order?"

Those who appeared in front of Yang Fan were Yang Da, Yang Er, and Yang San.

All three of them have reached the middle stage of Golden Core, and Yang Da is even approaching the late stage of Golden Core.

"You stay here and protect Hu Fei."

Yang Fan said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Da and the other three appeared at the entrance of the thousand-year-old tomb.

"Yes, Master."

The three immediately agreed and sat cross-legged near Hu Fei.

Yang Fan nodded, and immediately got up and rushed to Wuliu Town.

The three servants all have the imprint of Yang Fan's soul, reflected in Xianhong's space.

In this case, as long as Yang Fan integrates into the Xianhong space, not only can he grasp the situation here, he can even make his avatar Shi Qianhan reach the mapped area instantly from the Xianhong space.

Therefore, Yang Fan can rest assured that there are three servants guarding here.

In less than half an hour, Yang Fan rushed back to Wuliu Town from Ghost Corpse Mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the Xianhong Medical Center, he saw an old man in civilian clothes who was seventy years old with white hair and a childlike face.

"Master, it's you..."

Yang Fan was a little surprised.

This person is Liu Wuhen, the former Elder Liu of the Yang Family Fort, and also Yang Fan's master before he finished his skills.

I didn't meet the teacher Poison King, but I met Liu Wuhen, the teacher who taught me the job.

"Fan'er, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Liu Wuhen smiled slightly, with warm and caring eyes.

Yang Fan's eyes were a little moist, he walked over and bowed slowly.

"Get up, get up." Liu Wuhen was a little panicked, and quickly supported him: "Fan'er, today is not the same time, you are the king of the dark blood generation, and you are the high-ranking Nascent Soul in the world of immortality. Because, they are a few steps above being a teacher, how can you easily kneel down to me, a low-ranking monk."

"Master...whether it is the low-level Ningshen in the past or the high-level Yuanying now, I will always be your disciple, am I not?"

Yang Fan took a deep breath, solemnly expressed his true feelings, and looked directly at Master Liu Wuhen.

"Okay, okay..." Liu Wuhen was deeply moved, "With a disciple like you, I, Liu Wuhen, will have no regrets in this life."

30 years ago, a meteor fell from the sky, and Yang Fan performed his kung fu overnight.

Since that time, he has been reduced to a useless person, and he looks at the people around him coldly.

In the case of becoming a useless person, Yang Fan remembered all those who could treat him as before.

Younger brother Yang Lei, younger sister Huixin, father Yang Tian, ​​mother Yang Shi, master Liu Wuhen, friend Lin Zhong...

These people are the ones Yang Fan can really ignore the difference in cultivation and get along with him sincerely.

The two walked into the inner hall of the medical hall.

"As far as I know, Master is also one of the elders of the Dark Blood Dynasty, why didn't he appear at the Dark Blood Conference?"

Yang Fan asked puzzledly.

"Hehe, after you left Beiqin, I faded out of the organization."

Liu Wuhen said with a smile.

"Why?" Yang Fan was slightly startled.

"This is the confession of King Yintian while he is alive. Over the years, I have been silently cultivating power and secretly assisting Dielian to protect the law...just waiting for your return."

Liu Wuhen explained.

"I see. Before my father died, he planned so carefully and thought so far."

Yang Fan couldn't help being amazed.

Not only did Yang Tian design a place to escape for Yang Fan, but he also returned to Northern Qin several years later to avenge him, leaving behind him many times.

"In fact, King Yintian expected that after his death, the power in the organization would fall into the hands of others. That's why he let me fade out of the organization and cultivate a group of elites to avenge your return to Yuyang and leave behind .”

Liu Wuhen said with a smile.

"That's great." Yang Fan said with joy on his face: "Nowadays, the cancer in the organization has just been pulled out, and some traitors have been wiped out, and the strength has plummeted. Now that the elites brought by the master have joined, they will definitely be able to infuse new blood into the organization. "

The two talked about the past for a while, and Liu Wuhen hurriedly said goodbye: "Fan'er, as a teacher, immediately integrate those elites and let them integrate into the Dark Blood Dynasty."

"Teacher, wait." Yang Fan called to stop Liu Wuhen.

"What else is there for Fan'er?" Liu Wuhen asked in confusion.

With a smile on his face, Yang Fan took out Qiling Qiongjiu and Sansheng Huishui, and first let Liu Wuhen take a sip of Sanshenghuishui.

"There is also a 'Condensation Pill' here, which is enough for the teacher to be promoted to a high-level Jindan in a short time."

Yang Fan said confidently.

Of course he could see that Liu Wuhen had stayed in the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen for many years, maybe after he went back, he could drink a sip of "Seven Spirits Wine" and his mana would be greatly increased, and he would be able to successfully advance to the high level of Jindan.

Liu Wuhen didn't refuse, took the panacea, holy water, magic weapon, etc. from his disciples, and then left in a hurry.

After a while, Yang Fan summoned Yin San again and asked about the poison king.

"Unfortunately, Senior Poison King didn't find you in Wuliu Town. He went to Yangjiabao a few hours ago."

Yin San replied.

"Yangjiabao." Yang Fan read these three words lightly, and smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll go there right away."

Without stopping, he rushed to Yangjiabao.

Compared with decades ago, today's Yangjiabao looks much more majestic.

After Yang Lei took over as the owner of the castle, he repaired and strengthened Yangjiabao several times.

Yang Fan walked into Yangjiabao on foot.

Just like returning to Wuliu Town for the first time, most of the people I met in Yangjiabao were unfamiliar faces, and there were few acquaintances.

Those monks who used to be of the same generation are probably now the senior level of family elders, and of course it is impossible to see them casually on the street.

When I came to my courtyard, I found that the place was clean, and the items placed in the house had not changed.

Yang Fan stood among the flowers in the courtyard for a long time.

It was here, one night 30 years ago, that something happened that changed his life.

Yang Fan couldn't help thinking deeply: If there was no meteor falling from the sky, how would his own destiny develop?

He has no way of guessing, let alone guessing.

But there is one thing that he can be sure of: after obtaining the Immortal Ring, his life path will be even more vast and expansive.

From Yuyang Kingdom, to the land of Northern Qin, and even the Inner Sea of ​​Tianqin where the strong are like clouds.

After getting the "Xianhong Ring", he can go further...

Yang Fan sighed and stood there for a long time before he calmed down.

At a certain moment, he closed his eyes, and his soul root merged with the ground under his feet.

In an instant, the entire Yangjiabao was under the control of his senses.

He saw his younger brother who was practicing penance in closed room, Yang Man dressing up in the luxurious bedroom, and Yang Guang with gray beard and decadent expression.

Yang Guang...

Yang Fan was surprised, and found that Yang Guang, who used to fight against Yang Lei in Yangjiabao, was still in the late stage of concentrating.

With his current age of over 60 years old, coupled with the ups and downs, it is normal for him to fall into such a state.

As for the elders of the Yang Family Fort, such as the ancestors of the Yang Family, they no longer exist.

Yang Hong, Yang Gang and other former second-generation elders all have wrinkled faces and gray hair, and they have spent the rest of their lives in Yangjiabao.

Among the original Yangjiabao second-generation elders, none of them were promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The cultivation base has not reached the foundation building stage, and it is only 150 years of lifespan. It is not much better than ordinary people, but it is not worth mentioning when compared to high-level and above powerhouses.

Finally...Yang Fan's omniscient senses caught the existence of the Poison King Luo Songheng.

The Poison King still looked like a hunchbacked old man, very old.

From afar, he looks like a beggar walking into a tavern.

"Go, go, go..." The waiter didn't even look at it, and rushed out.

Luo Songheng smiled coldly, and glanced at the little girl.

Immediately, that Xiao Er felt cold all over, shivered, and watched him enter.

Yang Fan smiled slightly and entered the tavern.

"teacher."

Yang Fan walked towards the table where the Poison King was, and said with a smile.

Luo Songheng looked very decadent and tired.

Seeing Yang Fan approaching, Luo Songheng's eyes lit up, and his face showed excitement: "You are finally back, and now you have reached the high level of Nascent Soul, and you are still willing to call me teacher."

"Little Er, have a drink."

Luo Song shouted loudly.

The second child saw Yang Fan who was across from Luo Songheng, and knew that the two of them were special, so he quickly agreed.

After a while, the food and wine were served, and the nominal master and apprentice began to talk about the wine.

Yang Fan suddenly discovered that life is so delicate.

He never thought that he would drink in the mortal tavern in Yangjiabao, and the person who drank with him at the same table would be a generation of poison kings.

"Teacher, you seem a little unhappy. Could something unpleasant happen?"

After drinking a glass of wine, Yang Fan asked.

"Unpleasant thing?" Poison King Luo Song shook his head, but smiled mockingly: "My old opponent is dead, I should be happy, shouldn't I?"

"Your old opponent..."

Yang Fan was startled suddenly, his eyes flickered in shock: "You mean... the King of Medicine!!"

"Yes, he just died not long ago."

The poison king let out a long sigh, as if he had lost all his strength.

"The Medicine King is dead...then what happened to Yaoxian Valley?"

Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly, and he fell into deep thought, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"What are you worried about in Yaoxian Valley? The original successor was promoted to a high-ranking Nascent Soul a few years ago and became a new generation of 'Medicine Fairy'!"

The Poison King said lightly.

"Yuxi, she was promoted to Nascent Soul and inherited the power of Yaoxian Valley..."

Yang Fan felt mixed feelings.

"Yu Xi?" Poison King Luo Songheng was slightly startled, and seemed to understand something: "The relationship between you and her..."

"To tell the truth, teacher, she is the woman I love."

Yang Fan replied frankly.

"There is still such a situation." Poison King Luo Song's face changed: "If this is the case, then you must go to the 'Medicine Fairy Valley'."

"why?"

"Because the death of the King of Medicine is strange. And before that, the Nascent Soul rookie of 'Blood Refining Sect', the young master of 'Worriless Valley', and Lie Wuhuan, the big disciple of Sanyou Old Devil, seemed to be pursuing him hard. That 'medicine fairy'."

(The second update arrives, there is time today, and there is a third update)

(End of this chapter)