Xianhong Road

Chapter 507

It was the seventh day when Yang Fan returned to Wuliu Town to observe and meditate.

A message came.

"Report to the king, Cang Yun asks to see you." Yin San appeared beside Yang Fan, knelt down to report the news.

"Cang Yun? Quickly let him come to see me."

A bright light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

"Yes." Yin San's figure disappeared.

Not long after, a pale boy walked in.

This young man has a determined face, a pair of legs are broken, and one sleeve is empty, it looks like.

"Master..."

The young man was full of grief and indignation, plopped, and knelt down in front of Yang Fan, lying on the ground and burst into tears.

"Cang Yun! What happened to your arm?"

Yang Fan was taken aback, and with a flash, he lifted him up and grabbed the empty sleeve.

Cang Yun's entire right arm no longer exists.

"What's going on?" Yang Fan's eyes flickered coldly, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and the murderous aura filled the air.

Cang Yun was his unnamed disciple who helped manage the Xianhong Medical Center and gave him high hopes, but he fell into such a situation.

"Ghost Huanmen, the monks of Ghost Huanmen... They killed all the pharmacists and apprentices in Xianhong Medical Hall. I was the only one who escaped by chance, but my arms were cut off and my legs were broken by them..."

Cang Yun's eyes were full of hatred and humiliation, and his voice was trembling.

"Ghost door?" Yang Fan showed a strange look.

"Master, the pharmacists and apprentices in the medical hall were all killed by them, you must avenge them."

Cang Yun said earnestly and indignantly.

"No need." Yang Fan shook his head, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Why?" Cang Yun was a little anxious.

"Because... the ghost door has disappeared from this time."

Yang Fan said in a strange tone: "In Yuyang, anyone who dares to oppose me will be uprooted. The Ghost Gate is just an example."

"What, the ghost gate has been destroyed."

Cang Yun couldn't help but gasped.

The country of Yuyang spans [-] miles, and he fled all the way to Wuliu Town without even receiving the news.

Kill the door! ! !

This action is too weird...

"As early as eight or nine days ago, the ghost gate was destroyed, and no one survived." Yang Fan sneered.

"Master, did you do all of this?" Cang Yun let out a long sigh of relief, but still felt terrible in his heart.

The Ghost Illusion Sect is a first-class sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is too unbelievable that the sect will be destroyed if it is said to be destroyed.

"The Nascent Soul of the Sect Master of the Ghost Sect is in my hands."

Yang Fan smiled lightly, raised his hand lightly, and there was a heavily restricted transparent porcelain bottle suspended in the void.

Inside the porcelain vase, there was a dim purple little Nascent Soul, looking sluggish.

This is Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul.

"He... he is the rumored, new Nascent Soul strongman of the Ghost Phantom Sect?"

Cang Yun stared at the little Nascent Soul in the transparent porcelain vase, with a look of hatred and fear at the same time.

Facing the existence of the legendary Nascent Soul old monster level, he felt apprehensive.

"You recognize him?" Yang Fan asked.

"I don't know. The one who came to attack the Xianhong Medical Center last time was only a Jindan expert and a few Foundation Establishment experts, and there was no old monster Nascent Soul."

Cang Yun laughed at himself again: "To deal with us, there is no need to alarm the Nascent Soul monster."

Indeed, they didn't even have the qualifications to let the old monster Nascent Soul take action.

"Come on, let me see your injuries."

Yang Fan put his hands on Cang Yun's shoulders, and said in admiration: "Your progress is the fastest. 30 years ago, you just entered the stage of concentrating. I didn't expect you to have reached the foundation building Dzogchen now."

Cang Yun's talent is very high, Yang Fan is very clear about this, otherwise it would not be possible to be screened by the hidden king before.

"Compared to Master, it's nothing at all." Cang Yun smiled wryly.

Indeed, when Yang Fan was in the capital, he had just been promoted from the Concentration Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Now that they returned to Beiqin, they would kill the high-ranking Nascent Soul with a thunderbolt, and even wipe out the first-class faction directly.

After a while, Yang Fan withdrew his hand and sighed softly: "Your injury has been healed by the teacher, but your severed arm..."

Cang Yun's face returned to rosy, he got up and stretched his muscles and bones, his internal and external injuries healed, even his broken leg healed.

"Master's medical skills are still so miraculous that it is beyond reach."

Cang Yun said with great emotion.

He is also studying medical skills, but his master's medical skills make him look up.

Yang Fan stared at Cang Yun's empty arm, and sighed: "It's not easy to restore your severed arm."

"Master, you don't have to worry about this broken arm. Its existence makes me remember the blood feud that day, and spurs my will all the time."

Cang Yun clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with determination.

He understood that with Master's medical skills, he would definitely be able to heal the broken arm, but at most it would be troublesome.

However, he was ruthless enough to spur himself on at the cost of one arm.

Yang Fan glanced at him with admiration and admiration: "Okay, if you are willing to take such a road, I will not stop you as a teacher."

He could even predict Cang Yun's immeasurable achievements in the future.

"Your talent is already good, but as a teacher, there are two powerful elixir that can further stimulate your potential."

Yang Fan took out "Qi Ling Qiong Jiang" and "Sansheng Huishui" again.

With the help of these two things, even ordinary foundation builders can hope to be promoted to higher ranks.

What's more, Cang Yun's aptitude is extraordinary, and his cultivation has reached the foundation establishment Dzogchen.

"Thank you, Master." Cang Yun's eyes were full of gratitude, without any excuse, he took the two kinds of spiritual liquid.

"Not good... The mana in my body has increased greatly, and it seems that there is a tendency to advance."

Suddenly, Cang Yun's complexion changed.

"Hahaha... go to Wuliu Town and find a place to retreat and attack."

Yang Fan let out a long laugh, not surprised at all.

"Yes, Master." Cang Yun turned into an afterimage and left quickly.

Yang Fan smiled leisurely.

Cang Yun's promotion to a higher level is definitely a sure thing, so he naturally doesn't need to worry about it.

Afterwards, he merged his mind into Xianhong's space, and said to Shi Qianhan who was retreating: "There is a fighting madman outside who has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Okay." Shi Qianhan disappeared from Xianhong's space and went out to discuss with Hu Fei.

Yang Fan didn't care how Shi Qianhan and Hu Fei fought, his eyes were fixed on the two Nascent Souls who were imprisoned and bound in the Immortal Hong space.

As for Zhu Feng's Nascent Soul, he had tortured him a long time ago, and he knew all the answers to everything, and he was very sensible.

This time, Yang Fan planned to torture Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul.

"Hmph, don't expect to get any secrets from me."

Yuan Youqing's eyes were full of hatred and coldness, with a look of reluctance.

Yang Fan looked at him leisurely: "Okay, very good, I also want to study the method of torturing Nascent Soul."

After all, there was an extra black jade slip in his hand.

This jade slip was obtained from Master Yinhun.

On that day, Master Yinhun's physical body was destroyed, and his storage bag naturally became Yang Fan's trophy.

In this jade slip, there are records of Master Yinhun's methods of refining, controlling, and torturing souls and spirits.

Yang Fan studied while watching, the subject of the experiment was of course Yuan Youqing.

"Ah..."

For several days in a row, there were creepy screams and roars in Xianhong's space, which made people feel uneasy.

The little dog half-lyed in front of Xianhong's warehouse, yawned, and said to himself: "My master's methods are becoming more and more fierce. If one day, I make some mistakes..."

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but shuddered, and the dog hairs all over stood on end.

Zhu Feng's Nascent Soul was imprisoned not far away. Seeing such a situation, he was afraid for a while.

Finally, half a month later, when Yang Fan's method of dealing with souls and spirits in the jade slip became more and more refined, Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul finally surrendered.

"Stop...stop!!" His voice was weak and painful.

Yang Fan said with a half-smile: "Yang's soul-refining method seems to be a little off."

"I said... I said! If you have anything to say, just ask, don't embarrass me, a dying person. Yuan has only one request, and that is to let my soul disperse and die."

"Hmph, you still dare to ask for it."

Yang Fan snorted coldly, and immediately asked, "How did you hook up with that Sanyou old devil?"

When Yuan Youqing heard this remark, his face showed shame. Yang Fan's words really made people angry.

He and the Sanyou old devil are both big men, and they even use the word "hook up".

However, although Yuan Youqing was ashamed and angry, he did not dare to disobey, and quickly replied: "Five years ago, he took the initiative to find me and said that he could help me advance to the Nascent Soul stage, but he must agree to one condition."

"At that time, my lifespan was about to expire, and there was no hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul, so I agreed to him without hesitation."

"What means does he have that can make you advance to the Nascent Soul stage?"

Yang Fan felt incredible.

"Infant Transformation Pill." Yuan Youqing uttered three words softly, and explained: "The Sanyou old devil has a legendary 'Infant Transformation Pill'."

"What! Infant Transformation Pill?"

Yang Fan was taken aback.

Of course he knew about the legend of Huaying Pill.

In the land of the inner sea, this pill is rare in a thousand years.

It is said that a monk once picked up an infant transformation pill in Tianlan's outer hall.

As for the land of Northern Qin, it seems that no relevant news has been heard in the past ten thousand years.

"It seems that the Sanyou old devil gained a lot in the Jiuyou secret realm back then, and even got an infant transformation pill."

Yang Fan muttered to himself.

"That's right, he also said that this pill was obtained from the Nine Serenity Secret Realm 400 years ago." Yuan Youqing said hastily.

"What's his condition?" Yang Fan looked indifferent.

Yuan Youqing replied: "Ghost Huanmen became an affiliate of Moyang Sect, and assisted him in unifying Yuyang, becoming the fourth super-big faction in Northern Qin."

"Hehe, this Sanyou old devil has a lot of ambitions. To unify Yuyang? The fourth super big faction, I'm afraid it's not just that."

Yang Fan sneered mockingly.

Sanyou old devil is now promoted to the late Yuanying stage, and Nether Demon Flame has cultivated to Sanyou Dacheng. If he can swallow Shi Qianhan's magic flame, he will definitely be able to promote Demon Flame to "Siyou", and even advance in kung fu and supernatural powers.

By then, Sanyou Old Demon will become an even more terrifying "Siyou Old Demon", not to mention unifying Yuyang, and even dominating Northern Qin.

Afterwards, Yang Fan asked Yuan Youqing some more questions, and it was finally confirmed that the Three Demon Sects and the Moyang Sect were afraid of each other on the surface, but in fact they had joined together.

"Infant Transformation Pill... Nascent Soul..."

With his mind out of Xianhong's space, Yang Fan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he suddenly muttered to himself.

He knew the refining method of Huaying Pill, and one of the most rare main ingredients was the "Yuanying" that needed the Nascent Soul cultivator.

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