Xianhong Road

Chapter 483 Sweeping the ambition of Yuyang (third shift)
"What!! Is there such a thing?"

Yang Fan's face immediately darkened, his eyes were full of fierce anger, and then turned into bone-piercing ice-cold.

Two diametrically opposed breaths transformed in his eyes.

With just a few breaths, the anger on his body was replaced by a calm and composed breath.

At the moment when he was angry just now, the whole tavern fell into an indescribable oppression, which made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

Once this anger erupts, not to mention this small tavern, even the entire Yangjiabao cannot afford it.

Fortunately, Yang Fan's control was amazing, and the anger in his heart was quickly suppressed.

Poison King Luo Songheng gave him a slightly appreciative glance, and said calmly: "You don't need to worry too much, others can't take away what really belongs to you, let alone feelings."

"That's right." Yang Fan nodded, took a deep breath, and said confidently, "I believe in Yuxi."

After finishing speaking, he took out a crystal jade flute and examined it quietly.

This thing is exactly the treasure of Confucian musical instruments "Seven Fragrance Jade Soul Flute".

Luo Song's eyes froze on it, and he was taken aback: "Isn't this the 'Seven Fragrance Jade Soul Flute' obtained by the Medicine King when he was young?"

"Senior also knows the origin of this thing?" Yang Fan was slightly surprised.

As far as he knows, Confucian monks are almost extinct in the Northern Qin Dynasty, and there are very few classics about this.

"This object comes from the ancient tomb of the 'Yaoxian Valley'. Hundreds of years ago, the King of Medicine and I entered this tomb at the same time, and each had a chance."

Luo Songheng sighed, showing nostalgia.

"The tomb of the ancients? Why did the teacher enter there with Senior Medicine King?"

Yang Fan was puzzled.

"Because a long time ago, Yao Wang and I were brothers in the same school." Luo Songheng took a deep breath.

"You are brothers!?" Yang Fan was taken aback.

He never expected that the Poison King and the Medicine King are actually a pair of brothers.

"When we started apprenticeships, both of us were the best of the time, and we were eager to win. We have been fighting for 200 years."

Luo Songheng closed his eyes, and his breathing suddenly became rapid: "But on a certain day, the master made him the successor of Yaoxian Valley. At that time, I was very unconvinced, and I had a decisive battle in secret, with no winner. In the end, I have left Medicine Immortal Valley, abandoned medicine and followed poison, and since then I have studied poison, and I am bound to defeat Medicine Immortal Valley and the King of Medicine."

"...Later, after a contest, the old man's vitality was severely injured, and he was attacked by the Sanyou old devil and almost died."

Luo Songheng recounted the cause and effect.

While telling this secret, his eyes were kept closed and his voice was low.

"The two brothers and sisters have fought for hundreds of years, but in the end, it didn't end well."

Yang Fan sighed inwardly.

After the poison king calmed down, Yang Fan asked about the "Medicine Fairy Valley".

"I don't know much about the situation, but the Yaoxian Valley has a profound foundation and there are strong Nascent Souls sitting in it, so there should be no accidents. However, the situation of the three people who are desperately pursuing the 'Medicine Fairy' is very complicated."

Luo Songheng replied.

"The Yuanying rookie of the Blood Refining Sect...the great disciple of the Moyang Sect, Lie Wuhuan...and the young master of Wuyou Valley."

Yang Fan frowned.

The three of them are all very important, and all of them have great forces behind them.

He knew Li Hongfei, the young master of Wuyou Valley, and he had acquainted with each other in Nine Serenity Valley, and the relationship was not bad.

Lie Wuhuan also knew that he was said to have fought a decisive battle with his father, Yang Tian, ​​for his biological mother, who was the successor of Yaoxian Valley.

As for the "Blood Refining Sect" Nascent Soul rookie, Yang Fan couldn't guess.

How could the monks of the Blood Refining Sect travel thousands of miles to pursue Yuxi?
As Luo Songheng said, the situation is complicated.

After hearing the news, Yang Fan couldn't sit still.

"Teacher, what are your plans?" Yang Fan asked the Poison King as he was about to leave.

"When you return to Yuyang Country, sooner or later you will have a life-and-death confrontation with the Sanyou old demon. If there is anything you can use the old man for, just bring it up. I also have a deep hatred with this demon."

Luo Songheng was very straightforward.

Yang Fan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Teacher, you only need to sit in Yangjiabao or Wuliu Town now, then I can attack freely."

"Okay." Luo Songheng nodded, then immersed himself in drinking, drunk like mud.

Yang Fan hurried back to Wuliu Town.

When they entered the hospital, Luo Yan and his son greeted him.

"Master, there is a mysterious person who wants to see you." Luo Xiang said respectfully.

Compared with before, this white-clothed boy lost a little bit of vigor, and he was in awe of Yang Fan.

"okay, I get it."

Yang Fan walked into the living room and smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for many years, Patriarch Yuwen has always been nice."

"Meet the king."

In the living room, a slightly old middle-aged man sat, and immediately saluted Yang Fan.

"Excuse me." Yang Fan sat down and asked, "The Dark Blood Conference has already ended, why don't you go back to the capital?"

It turned out that at the Dark Blood Conference half a month ago, among the elders, Patriarch Yuwen was wearing a mask. Although Yang Fan saw through it, he didn't ask much.

Many high-level members of the Dark Blood organization also have special identities in the world of cultivating immortals, so they each concealed their true faces during the meeting.

"My subordinates have something to report." Patriarch Yuwen gave him a deep look.

In the tomb of Ghost Corpse Mountain, he had personally seen Yang Fan's thunderous methods, even cultivator Nascent Soul fell on the spot.

"Elder Yuwen, you're welcome, just speak up if you have something to say." Yang Fan's voice was very calm.

"Nowadays, the situation in the capital of Yuyang Kingdom is complicated. It is ruled by my four major families in name, but in essence, it has been controlled by the 'Three Demons'. To the Dark Blood Dynasty. I have always suspected this before, but I am not sure. Fortunately, the king returned to Yuyang to get rid of the rebels."

Patriarch Yuwen sighed.

"In addition, the 'Ghost Huanmen' and 'Qing Yuanzong' have repeatedly threatened my Yuwen family. The reason is that the Yuwen family sheltered the 'Xianhong Medical Center' in Kyoto. If it were not for the coordination of Mr. Wuyougu Li , my Yuwen family is in danger..."

At the end, Patriarch Yuwen's face became more worried.

Yang Fan looked pensive and remained silent.

"My lord, please be the master of my Yuwen family." The Yuwen family knelt down in front of Yang Fan with a "plop", and spoke earnestly.

"The Yuwen family has a close relationship with this king, and you are the elder of the Dark Blood Dynasty, so you can return to the capital with peace of mind. All forces that are against us will be uprooted within the next few decades."

The coldness and indifference in Yang Fan's tone made Patriarch Yuwen feel cold all over, and secretly frightened.

After Patriarch Yuwen left, Yang Fan reached out and rubbed his forehead, and let out a long breath:

"Demon Yang Sect...Three Demon Sects...Ghost Illusion Sect...Blood Refining Sect...Qing Yuan Sect...it's too messy!!"

The small Yuyang country is intricately entangled by so many great forces.

"It seems...my goal cannot be limited to the 'Demon Yang Sect.'"

At a certain moment, Yang Fan slowly opened his palm.

His eyes turned to the distance, as if looking down on the whole Yuyang.

"Yeah, the situation is so complicated, I actually have a more concise way of thinking: sweep Yuyang directly and sweep away all hostile forces."

Yang Fan's outstretched palm clenched into a fist again.

Sweeping Yuyang, sweeping away all hostile forces...

Let the entire Yuyang country become your territory, then the world will be clean, and your friends, family, disciples...all people related to you can enjoy the best environment.

Of course, Yang Fan also understands that this goal is still somewhat difficult.

This is just an idea of ​​simplification.

However, if one's own cultivation can be further improved, it is not impossible.

In the following days, Yang Fan began to meditate in the medical center.

Half a month later, in a certain wilderness dozens of miles away from Wuliu Town, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly surged, and a powerful aura gradually formed.

Yang Fan's spiritual sense swept away, his face beamed with joy, and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice: "Lin Zhong, you have finally stepped into the golden elixir avenue."

It turned out that this aura of promotion came from Lin Zhong.

"This is all the young master's cultivation of Lin."

After Lin Zhong was promoted to Jindan, his first move was to bow deeply in the direction of Wuliu Town.

Instead of bowing to Wuliu Town, he was deeply grateful to Yang Fan.

Without Yang Fan, he would still be a mediocre low-level monk at the moment.

There are often some opportunities in a person's life. Once the choice is right, it will become a turning point in fate.

"You are good at consolidating your cultivation, it will come in handy in the future."

After Yang Fan gave an order, he closed his eyes and meditated.

On the third day after Lin Zhong was promoted to the high rank of Jindan, news came from Ghost Corpse Mountain.

"Master, he's gone out."

Yang Da was captured in Xianhong's space and conveyed a message to Yang Fan.

"Hu Fei has left the customs?!" Yang Fan looked happy, and hurried to Ghost Corpse Mountain.

Ghost Corpse Mountain is far away from Wuliu Town, thousands of miles away.

When he really got close to the Ghost Corpse Mountain, he suddenly sensed a violent and frightening aura.

At the same time, a thousand-year-old tomb appeared.

"Bang bang bang..."

A naked and ugly young man swung his fist and struck wildly, exuding an aura that shook the world.

At this moment, all the ghosts and ghosts in the Ghost Corpse Mountain trembled with fear.

What is strange is that this ugly boy has a faint layer of purple fur on his body.

His hands are in the shape of claws, and his movements are as flexible as ghosts, flying in the void like a fish.

Yang Fan flew here just in time to see such an astonishing scene.

"Well done—!"

Hu Fei let out an "ow", and disappeared out of thin air with a "swish".

scoff!

With a flash of purple light, he appeared in front of Yang Fan like a ghost, raised his fist, and punched several times with "bang bang bang".

Yang Fan was unable to defend himself, and was blasted to the ground by the violent force.

"What a powerful force!!" Yang Fan was quite surprised.

However, when he put his feet on the ground, he was as stable as Mount Tai, and he punched and kicked Hu Fei with great vibrancy.

bang bang bang...

The two fought heartily, Yang Fan let go of his hands and feet, and shot with all his strength, the fight was very enjoyable.

Half a day later, in the battle on the ground, Yang Fan won the battle and defeated Hu Fei repeatedly, leaving him in a panic.

What made Hu Fei even more depressed was that Yang Fan's defense and endurance were too abnormal.

It was very difficult for him to break through Yang Fan's defense. Although the thunder and fire supernatural power was powerful, it was suppressed by the life green seed power of Xianhong Jue.

In the end, he also saw some clues, and shouted angrily: "Do you have the ability to fight in the sky?"

(I'm asking for a monthly pass in the middle of the night. Thank you, fellow Taoist Tianxingjian, for your monthly pass and evaluation ticket. Especially the evaluation ticket, which seems to be even rarer than the monthly pass.

In fact, many book friends have free evaluation tickets, but I don't know it, and it was wasted.For example, if you spend 10 yuan on a book subscription in the current month, you can get an evaluation vote for free next month, but you can only vote for the book you subscribed to.

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(End of this chapter)