Xianhong Road

Chapter 545 Yang Fan’s Exit

Chapter 545
The years are long, and 50 years have passed by in a hurry.

When the nine barbarian tribes invaded the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty with an overwhelming advantage, and they were like a broken bamboo.

A person who was almost forgotten, finally came out.

After 50 years, perhaps only some people still remember his deeds.

This person is Yang Fan.

One retreat, 50 years.

Even for high-level monks, it is relatively long.

This is also the longest time Yang Fan has retreated since he started practicing.

However, in Yang Fan's mind, 50 years passed by so quickly.

It felt like a dream from last night.

Immersed in cultivation, the soul root is completely integrated into the earth, with no distractions, and the progress of cultivation is extremely strange.

huh~~
Yang Fan took a deep breath, eyes still open, stood up slowly, a gust of breeze caressed his body, blowing away the dust all over his body.

When the thick dirt and dust cleared away, Yang Fan's white jade-like skin was revealed, and then there was a trace of light yellow crystal luster, without losing the sense of strength.

"In 50 years, the promotion to the middle stage of Yangen is much, much faster than I imagined."

Only then did Yang Fan slowly open his eyes, a gleam of clear light flashed in the deep eyes, full of wisdom, enlightenment, and sighing.

According to Yang Fan's original prediction, it may take 100 years to advance to the Yangen stage and practice only in a conventional way.

100 years, it seems that the progress is very slow, but it is not.

Ordinary Nascent Soul monsters, most of them have a thousand years of lifespan. Every time they are promoted to a small realm, it is very difficult without great perseverance and great opportunities.

It's like the Great Elder surnamed Ye in Tianyuan, who has lived for thousands of years, but his cultivation is still in the early stage.

After reaching the high level of Nascent Soul, every step up to a small level is extremely difficult.

Otherwise, there would not be only three Nascent Soul Great Cultivators in the vast North Qin Thirteen Kingdoms.

Originally it took 100 years, but now it only took 50 years, Yang Fan was pleasantly surprised.

He faintly felt that the reason why his cultivation progress had been shortened by half was related to the rock-shattering sword he killed when he killed Sanyou old demon.

The death sword that surpassed the ages contained too profound meanings, allowing Yang Fan to turn from life to death, and then from death to life when he destroyed the enemy with a single sword.

After experiencing that cycle of life and death, Yang Fan's spiritual level has greatly increased, and he faintly touched the threshold of the middle stage of Yangen.

Therefore, it took only 50 years for Yang Fan to enter the middle stage of Yangen.

huh~~~
Yang Fan exhaled another breath of turbid air, which took him half a cup of tea.

In the turbid air, there were yellow and green rays of light, containing a disgusting aura.

Through these 50 years of cultivation, the soul root in the body has grown stronger again.

Originally, it was only the heart meridian that turned into the soul root, but after reaching this level, even the meridians in the body are completely integrated with the soul root.

In this way, whenever Yang Fan moves, he can erupt the terrifying power of the earth spirit and integrate the spiritual power of the earth.

The consciousness slowly unfolded, covering a radius of 180 miles at once.

180 miles.

If this is known to the other Nascent Soul powerhouses, they will be extremely shocked.

Because in the high level of Nascent Soul, only the great cultivators in the later stage have such a powerful spiritual consciousness.

That is to say, in terms of the strength of Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness alone, it can be compared with the great monk Nascent Soul.

As for how much his strength has improved, I am afraid no one can estimate.

Even Yang Fan himself didn't know how much strength he had.

When the divine consciousness enveloped a radius of 180 miles, Yang Fan showed a look of astonishment.

It's not because of the strength of his own consciousness, but because of the changes near Wuliu Town.

He suddenly discovered that there were many immortal cultivators coming and going near Wuliu Town.

shhhhhh! !

The magic weapon's light flickered across the sky above Wuliu Town.

The number of immortal cultivators is greater than the number of mortals.

He couldn't help wondering: Is this really Wuliu Town where mortals gather?

Under the shroud of spiritual consciousness, Yang Fan saw many familiar faces.

Hu Fei who dozed off under a certain roof, Lin Zhong who had been promoted to the rank of Jindan Great Cultivator after retreating, Luo Yan and his son who took care of the medical center diligently...

There are many people, Yang Fan did not see.

Everyone has their own life and interprets their own life process.

Yang Fan looks at the thousands of creatures in this picturesque world from an angle that seems to be standing outside the painting.

This is an indescribable height and vision, which gave him various understandings of the Dao and life.

Walking out of the secret room of the medical hall, Yang Fan came to the door of the medical hall.

The font on the plaque is even more ancient and vicissitudes, with strong traces of time.

"Master... Shizu!" A young man in white beside him saw Yang Fan and hurriedly greeted him with admiration and surprise in his eyes.

Out of customs, he out of customs...

Luo Xiang's heart beat so fast that he couldn't even describe his feelings at the moment.

The stalwart figure in front of him has never stepped out of the hospital for 50 years, and he seems to be a truly untouchable legend.

"Luo Xiang?" Yang Fan recognized this young man in white. When he returned to Beiqin, he was arrogant and arrogant, so he didn't have a good impression.

"Teacher Yang."

Another old man with fair hair walked up to Yang Fan and bowed respectfully.

It turned out to be Luo Xiang's father, Luo Yan.

Only then did Luo Xiang realize that he had forgotten the etiquette.

thump!
He knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Congratulations to the master for leaving the customs, the miraculous achievement is great."

"Supernatural powers?" Yang Fan laughed, his eyes filled with joy: "Get up."

He could sense the admiration and respect these two had for him from the bottom of their hearts.

Luo Yan is Zheng Xiaoman's dual cultivator, at this moment he looks like an old man in his [-]s, his cultivation is still at the foundation building Dzogchen, and he is still half a step away from the high level of Jindan.

Luo Xiang's talent is not bad, and he has also cultivated to the foundation establishment Dzogchen.

"Yes, Master." Luo Xiang got up quickly and said with a little surprise: "Master, you old man may not know that in the past few decades, many great events have happened in the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin. The 'Black Wind Demon Emperor' led The nine tribes of barbarians have already occupied half of the territory of the Thirteen Kingdoms."

"So fast?" Yang Fan was slightly surprised: "Could it be that the three major monks of Beiqin are all living for nothing?"

"Master, you don't know that the nine barbarian tribes gave birth to the fourth Nascent Soul cultivator decades ago. The most terrifying thing is the 'Black Wind Demon Emperor'. I heard that in the entire Northern Qin Dynasty, no one can defeat him head-on... ..."

Luo Xiang spoke very vigorously, with a hint of excitement in his eyes:

"Master, now that you are out of customs, the entire Northern Qin and Thirteen Kingdoms will be saved. I am afraid that you are the only one who can contend against the Black Wind Demon Emperor."

"Hehe, who told you all this?" Yang Fan pursed his lips slightly: "How can you judge that I can compete with the Black Wind Demon Emperor, something that even the three Nascent Soul monks can't do, why should I can do it.”

He didn't think that a low-level monk could easily know so many secrets, including many speculations.

"Grandpa Lin told me all this." Luo Xiang blushed slightly, a little embarrassed.

"Xiang'er, don't talk nonsense in front of the master, is there any manners?"

Luo Yan gave Luo Xiang a hard look.

Luo Xiang shrank his neck and immediately shut up.

Yang Fan paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and walked to the inner hall, Luo Yan and his son followed closely like servants.

"What's going on in Wuliu Town, there are so many immortal cultivators?"

Yang Fan asked.

Luo Yan quickly replied: "The Immortal City project is in full swing, and Wuliu Town is the only mortal gathering place in the 'Immortal City'. But there are still many immortal cultivators staying and passing by here."

"So that's the case." Yang Fan nodded, and he couldn't help showing a trace of expectation on his face: "I don't know what stage the Immortal City Project has reached."

Soon, his mind merged into the Xianhong space.

In Xianhong's space, Shi Qianhan was practicing magic flame.

In the first few decades, Shi Qianhan was mainly responsible for transporting stones from overseas, and most of the time was also practicing magic flame.

When Yang Fan stepped into the middle stage of Yangen, Shi Qianhan's magic power entered the fifth-level minor success, and he developed various supernatural powers.

puff! !

In the palm of Shi Qianhan's hand, a ball of dark magic flame suddenly appeared.

In the center of the flame heart, there are three faint lights that keep beating.

"Three Nether Great Perfections..."

Shi Qianhan spit out a few words slowly.

With the help of the Demon Crystal Essence, Sanyou Demon Flame has cultivated to the peak of the Sanyou Realm.

One more step forward is Siyou.

The Four Nether Demon Flame, that is a height that even the Sanyou old devil can't reach.

If not, he is not Sanyou old devil, but Siyou old devil.

After killing the Sanyou old devil, the power in his body including the Sanyou demon flame also dissipated, it was a pity that it was too late to devour it.

"Okay!" Yang Fan's eyes lit up: "As long as the Nether Demon Flame can enter the 'Siyou Realm', it is enough to look down on the existence under the Transformation God."

"She's missing..." Shi Qianhan said suddenly.

"You mean...Shi Yao?"

Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly, he was connected with Shi Qianhan's thoughts, and immediately learned everything from him about going to Inner Sea these years.

As early as 50 years ago, Deng Shiyao stepped into the high rank of Nascent Soul, at least the elder level of "Three Sages", how could she suddenly disappear?
In the past few decades, Shi Qianhan, besides cultivating magic flames and supernatural powers, has often entered the inner sea, not only looking for materials, but also trying to bring Deng Shiyao back.

However, Deng Shiyao was stubborn and persistent, and refused to come back no matter what.

"You didn't force him to come back?"

Yang Fan asked.

"I can't beat her..." Shi Qianhan uttered a few words bitterly.

"How is it possible that you can't even beat her?"

Yang Fan's complexion changed again, feeling incredible.

Of course he knew Shi Qianhan's strength.

He immediately played back the picture in Shi Qianhan's mind.

as predicted.

Thirty years ago, Deng Shiyao stepped into the middle stage of Nascent Soul with her supreme talent.

At that time, Shi Qianhan was still in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

With Shi Qianhan's strength, even ordinary monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul would not be his opponent.

However, Deng Shiyao, who practiced the "Tai Shang Wang Qing Jue", was extremely powerful, and when confronted with Shi Qianhan, she still had the upper hand.

"Unless I don't use 'Sanyou Demon Flame' and 'Devil God Possession', there is nothing I can do about her."

Shi Qianhan sighed bitterly.

It's not that he can't completely defeat Deng Shiyao, but he can't completely let go of his hands and feet.

"When did she disappear?"

Yang Fan asked.

"Ten years ago." Shi Qianhan took a deep breath: "I suspect that in order to avoid me, she practiced secretly somewhere, to attack the realm of Nascent Soul Great Cultivator..."

(Four changes, four changes in four consecutive days, I miss the days when I changed 6000 words a day, and after coding, I can still entertain myself. Now I don’t even have time to chat and fart, I often close QQ, and code words until late at night
Monthly pass, everything is just for the monthly pass.



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