Chapter 197 Preparation for Foundation Building

Yang Fan stood at the entrance of Xianhong Medical Center, and the comments of the two monks aroused his deep thoughts.

"Hmph, this plaque contains unique principles, how can everyone realize it successfully?"

Behind these two monks, a young man came, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Who are you?"

The two monks looked sideways and found that the visitor was a young and excessive monk, but the other monk was taller than them.

"I, the apprentice of Xianhong Medical Center." The young man said in an extremely plain tone.

apprentice?

These two cultivators were a little unbelievable. Cang Yun was only fourteen or fifteen years old and had the cultivation of Qi Refining Great Perfection. Such talent, even if it was placed in certain forces, was a new generation of geniuses.

"Please... May I ask, can this plaque really make people realize it? We are famous."

One of the monks hesitated.

Cang Yun calmed his tone slightly and said, "Yes, but only a very small number of people with insight can make a breakthrough from it. The mediocre people can only sigh."

When the two monks heard this, their faces suddenly looked ugly.

"Myster Doctor, are you out?"

Cang Yun's eyes turned and suddenly saw Yang Fan standing at the door, saying in surprise.

Master Miracle Doctor?

The two monks looked at Cang Yun's gaze and were shocked.

Master Miracle Doctor... Could it be the owner of Xianhong Medical Center, the number one legendary miracle doctor in Kyoto?

Immediately, the two monks were extremely excited and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Greetings to the miracle doctor."

"No need to be polite," Yang Fan smiled slightly and asked curiously: "You two come to me just for the plaque above your head."

The two monks blushed, and one of them replied: "We are thousands of miles away from Kyoto, so we come to pay special attention to this plaque."

"But... we can only vaguely realize the mystery in this plaque, and we cannot suddenly realize it and break through the existing shackles like some people in the rumor."

The monk's eyes were dim.

Yang Fan said: "Sudden enlightenment is a natural thing. It can't be forced to come for a long time, and it has great requirements for one's own understanding."

"Thank you for advice from the miracle doctor."

The two bowed and thanked him, not because of the youth of the miracle doctor in front of them, but also had a slight contempt.

"There was a man who had suddenly realized for a month at the entrance of my clinic and had a cultivation level of thousands of miles a day. At this moment, he might have entered the ranks of high-level monks..."

Yang Fan sighed lightly, with a few complex colors on his face.

A high-level monk?

The two monks were immediately stunned and looked up to the plaque hanging on the Xianhong Medical Center.

"Who is the words on this plaque written by?"

One of the monks asked curiously.

"After a strange man, he had a very high level and was a true hidden master..."

Yang Fan started to fool him without hesitation.

A strange man! An hidden master!

The two of them suddenly developed a sense of awe.

It is conceivable that the master who wrote the inscription on this plaque must be a high-level monk, or even the legendary old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage...

After staying for a while, the two of them gained nothing, but they received a shocking news.

It can be imagined that in a few days, the legend about the plaque of Xianhong Medical Hall will spread throughout Kyoto.

"Has the mission been released?" Yang Fan looked at Cang Yun with a smile.

"A penny of copper coins has been released." Cang Yun was a little strange and couldn't help asking: "Will anyone really take this reward mission?"

"Yes." Yang Fan said calmly: "If you are really curious, you can go back to the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' to see the situation now."

"Is there anyone really answered?" Cang Yun was a little disbelief and simply stopped going to the clinic and returned to the Dark Blood Dynasty.

Yang Fan looked at him with a smile, walked to the gate of Xianhong Medical Center, and looked up at the ancient Xianyun seal script on the plaque.

"Should this plaque exist in this world?"

Yang Fan stared at the plaque, hesitating a little.

It is undeniable that the existence of this plaque has made the "Xianhong Medical Center" famous, attracted more and more monks, and allowed him to obtain a steady stream of spirit stones.

At the same time, the name of a miracle doctor also shocked the Kyoto.

However, the existence of this plaque also has a bad effect, which can make people with insights suddenly enlighten.

It would be fine if that person was his friend, but what if it was an enemy?

Wushuang is an example. This person’s understanding is simply unimaginable. With just those few words, a qualitative leap has been produced.

"Is it right or wrong?"

Yang Fan's eyes gradually became ethereal, and he stared at the few words he wrote.

At that time, he happened to enter the supreme realm of the "Heavenly Mode" and interpreted some of the mystery and the principles of the Immortal Hong Jue.

Some of the mystery of this, even he himself just seems to understand, and is even a vague one.

"Since others can understand it, what can I understand because of it?"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and his whole body was attracted by the ancient seal scripts of immortals. The immortal Hong Jue in his body naturally started to operate, and he unknowingly deviated from the conventional route.

Time passed little by little, and in the end, only a few words remained in Yang Fan's eyes.

He felt that the spiritual energy of the Xianhong Jue in his body was unprecedentedly smooth, faintly breaking through the usual shackles, and gaining a closer understanding of the essence of power.

All the magic tricks of the Xianhong Art, including the Desert Thousand Miles of Poison, were wandering in Yang Fan's mind at this moment.

After a long time, Yang Fan let out a light breath and some obscure changes occurred on his breath.

It turned out that through this understanding of the plaque, his attainments in the Immortal Hong Jue have improved, especially various magical powers.

Even the most difficult to practice the poison technique of "Silent Thousand Miles" has achieved small successes.

Although his cultivation level has not improved much, he is still close to the great perfection of concentration.

In the past, the magic cultivator will not be improved in general, but the soul level will be improved.

Because mana is the result of time accumulation.

Yang Fan guessed that Wushuang had a very high artistic conception at this moment. Standing at a higher level, his true cultivation should not reach the level of a high-level cultivator, at least in a short period of time.

However, one thing is certain that Wushuang will be able to truly reach the level of high-level martial arts within one or two years.

"My doctor..."

A trembling voice came.

Yang Fan looked back and saw that it was Cang Yun.

At this moment, Cang Yun looked shocked and excited and said to him: "Mysterious Doctor, the task has been taken and has been completed."

"Haha." Yang Fan smiled mysteriously, "Doctor Lu has died, and this matter has come to an end, so you don't need to ask more."

"Yes, sir." Cang Yun understood that Yang Fan would not let him know some things.

"By the way, you have been in the clinic for a certain amount of time, but what have you learned?"

Yang Fan asked.

"In my spare time, I have already written down all the names of medicinal herbs and elixirs. When the doctor treats people, I listen carefully and often ask him for advice. Now, ordinary diseases can barely be dealt with..."

Cang Yun replied.

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but feel disgusted. It was a bit incredible that Cang Yun could actually see a doctor after just so many days.

Cang Yun himself has excellent talent, and his hard work and diligence are indeed much better than ordinary people.

"There is a set of healing techniques here. You can use them to practice and take a look first."

Yang Fan pondered, took out a jade slip and handed it to Cang Yun.

Of course, this jade slip was obtained from the genius doctor Lu.

The spoils obtained from the divine doctor Lu are not only limited to spirit stones, magic weapons, materials, but also a valuable knowledge wealth, which are those jade slips.

"Thank you, the pharmacist."

Cang Yun took the jade slip with excitement, although it was just an entry-level martial art.

At this moment, after realizing Cang Yun's talent and hard work, Yang Fan had to pay attention to Cang Yun, the apprentice in the clinic, and even considered whether to accept him as a registered disciple.

That night, Yang Fan practiced in the private space on the fifth floor of the clinic.
To be continued...