Chapter 458 The Medicine Fairy

"The teacher is back..."

Yang Fan was ecstatic and waved his hand gently, "You go down first, always pay attention to the people who call me the surname, and inform me whenever there is any news."

The Poison King is a poisonist in the Nascent Soul stage and Yang Fan’s nominal teacher.

"yes."

The figure flashed and merged into the void and disappeared.

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

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

He was worried that he would just put Hu Fei here.

If a powerful Nascent Soul visits here in person, it may be very unfavorable to Hu Fei.

Thinking of this, his mind was integrated into the Xianhong space.

The immortal lives in a pavilion.

Swish swish swish swish!!

Three Jindan servants appeared in front of Yang Fan.

"Master, what do you have to give?"

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

The cultivation level of these three people has reached the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and Yang Da even approaches the late stage of the Golden Pill.

"You stay here for Hu Fei***."

Yang Fan said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Da and the other three appeared at the entrance of the Thousand Years Tomb.

“Yes, master.”

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

Yang Fan nodded and immediately stood up and rushed to Wuliu Town.

The three servants all have Yang Fan’s soul imprint, under the reflection of the Xianhong space.

In this case, as long as Yang Fan integrates into the Xianhong space, he can not only grasp the situation here, but also allow Shi Qianhan to instantly reach the mapped area from the Xianhong space.

Therefore, Yang Fan could feel at ease with three servants guarding here.

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

As soon as he arrived at Xianhong Medical Center, he saw an old man in his seventies with a young and handsome man in a commonplace.

“Master, it’s you…”

Yang Fan was a little surprised.

This person is Liu Wuhen, the former elder Liu of Yangjiabao, and the master before Yang Fan's sanction.

I didn’t meet the teacher, the Poison King, but I met my teacher Liu Wuhen.

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

Liu Wuhen smiled slightly, and his eyes were filled with warm and caring.

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

"Get up, get up quickly." Liu Wuhen was a little panicked and hurriedly supported him: "Fan'er, today is not a time to cherish it. You are the king of the dark blood generation, and you are also the highest level of Nascent Soul in the world of cultivation. Regardless of your status and cultivation, you are a few points higher than your master. How can you easily kneel down to me, a low-level monk?"

"Master... Whether it is the low level of concentration in the past or the high level of Nascent Soul today, I have always been your disciple, right?"

Yang Fan took a deep breath, looked straight at his master Liu Wuhen.

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

Thirty years ago, meteors fell from the sky, and Yang Fan dispersed his skills overnight.

From that time he lost his merits and became a useless person, he looked at the people around him coldly.

Yang Fan remembers all the people who can treat him as always when he becomes a useless person.

Brother Yang Lei, sister Huixin, father Yang Tian, ​​mother Yang, master Liu Wuhen, friend Lin Zhong...

These people are the people that Yang Fan can truly ignore the gap in cultivation and get along with them with sincerity and calmness.

The two walked into the inner hall of the clinic.

"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 in confusion.

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

Liu Wuhen said with a smile.

"Why is this?" Yang Fan was slightly surprised.

"This is the explanation of King Yintian's life. Over the years, I have been silently cultivating power and secretly assisting Butterfly Lotus ***...just waiting for your return."

Liu Wuhen explained.

"So that's it. Before my father died, he had such a careful layout and thought so far."

Yang Fan couldn't help but be amazed.

Yang Tian not only designed an escape place for Yang Fan, but also left many tricks for him to return to Northern Qin to take revenge several years later.

"In fact, King Yintian had long expected that after his death, the power in the organization would fall into the hands of others. This made me fade out of the organization and cultivate a group of elites to revenge you for returning to Yuyang and leave a back-up move."

Liu Wuhen said with a smile.

"This is great." Yang Fan looked happy: "Now the organization has just removed the cancer and removed several traitors' evil deeds, and its strength has dropped sharply. Now that the elites carried by the master join, we will surely infusate new blood to the organization."

After the two reminisced about the past for a moment, Liu Wuhen said farewell in a hurry: "Fan'er, let's integrate those elites immediately and let them integrate into the Dark Blood Dynasty."

"Teacher, wait." Yang Fan stopped Liu Wuhen.

"What else does Fan'er have?" Liu Wuhen said in confusion.

Yang Fan smiled and took out the Qiling Nectar and Sansheng Huishui, and first let Liu Wuhen drink a sip of Sansheng Huishui.

"There is also a 'condensing pill' here, which can allow the teacher to advance to the advanced level of the Golden Pill in a short period of time."

Yang Fan said confidently.

Of course he could see that Liu Wuhen stayed in the Great Perfection of Foundation Building for many years. Maybe after he went back, he would take another sip of "Seven Spirits Nectar". With his magic power increased, he would be able to successfully advance to the advanced level of the Golden Pill.

Liu Wuhen did not refuse, and took the magic weapon of the spirit elixir, holy water, and so on, and then left.

A moment later, Yang Fan summoned Yin San again to ask about the news about the Poison King.

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

Yin San replied.

"Yangjiabao." Yang Fan said 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 obviously much more majestic.

After taking over the position of the fortress owner, Yang Lei repaired and reinforced the Yangjia Fort several times.

Yang Fan walked into Yangjiabao.

Like the first time I returned to Wuliu Town, most of the people I met in Yangjiabao were raw faces and had few acquaintances.

Those monks of the same generation who were once probably now have become senior-level elders of the family, so of course it is impossible to see them casually on the streets.

When I came to my own 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 that one night thirty years ago, something changed his life fate.

Yang Fan couldn't help but think deeply: If there was no meteor that fell from the sky, how would his destiny develop?

He had no way to guess, let alone estimate.

But one thing is certain that he can be sure: after obtaining the Xianhong Act, his life path will become even more vast.

From Yuyang Kingdom to the Northern Qin land, to the strongest inland sea.

After obtaining the "Xianhong Ring", his path can go further...

Yang Fan sighed and stood for a long time before his mood calmed down.

At some point, he closed his eyes, and his soul root merged with the earth under his feet.

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

He saw his younger brother who was in seclusion and practicing in a secret room, Yang Man dressed up in a luxurious bedroom, and Yang Guang, who was gray-bearded and decadent.
To be continued...