Chapter 862 The Beauty of the Death of Flowers

Yang Fan was staggering with a cane, and he felt that he was aging, weak and powerless than ever before.

This feeling of powerlessness is not only about magical power, but also about aging mentality.

"Am I really old?"

Yang Fan seemed to smile helplessly.

This kind of aging is an absolutely real experience and even affects his mind.

From him, I can no longer feel any youthful vitality.

However, Yang Fan will definitely not reverse this natural trend.

Because this is a stage that Xianhong must go through in deduction. The deeper he experiences, the deeper his realm will be.

This is Yang Fan’s second time to come to Pengshan Island.

The mentality of coming to Pengshan Island twice is definitely different.

The first time was forced to come, completely passive.

And this time, Yang Fan came completely spontaneously, and even he himself couldn't explain the real purpose.

Revenge? Not very sure, but not too low.

Well, it can be said to be one of the wishes for this trip.

Yang Fan felt that he was more willing to come over to find fault and teach two enemies a lesson.

His mentality at this moment, his old age and powerlessness, and his emotions about revenge and murder have fallen to a low point.

Along the way, Yang Fan's pace was slow and neither slow nor fast.

But every step you take is hundreds of miles, and it is not shocking to place it in the waters outside.

Many monks noticed him and showed a little pity in their eyes.

"Cultivating immortals cannot live forever, time is ruthless..."

A scholar in blue-clothed Confucianism swept through Yang Fan and sighed.

"Teacher, why do you say that?"

A little boy next to him said with a curious look on his face.

"Look at the old man below, although his cultivation level has reached the top level, he is powerless in the face of his life span. Depending on the situation, he will step into the grave and turn into loess without a hundred years."

The Confucian scholar in green sighed, as if he was telling the helplessness of this bumpy fairy journey.

Yang Fan walked for the past half a day and encountered many sympathetic and pityful eyes along the way.

His eyes were dim and his heart became increasingly powerless, as if he was about to face the irreversible natural laws.

This kind of experience made Yang Fan's artistic conception of dying flowers even stronger.

On the contrary, the magic power in the body withered like a flower, and the body became older.

Swallows!

Between the sky, the magic weapon of light escapes all over the sky, and they are all young and strong monks, which is really cool and comfortable.

The male and female monks were in groups, chatting and laughing, and flirting, which was really enviable.

Yang Fan suddenly thought that he had experienced all of this.

He, a wanted criminal from Pengshan Island, entered the island openly, but no one recognized his identity.

"Grandpa, where are you going? Do you want me to send you a ride?"

On the contrary, a kind monk saw that the old man was staggering and wanted to take the initiative to come over and take him to take the lead.

Yang Fan politely refused and said, "When a person is old, his body cannot withstand this toss and things. Let me go slowly."

When he entered Pengshan Island, he could be said to be unobstructed along the way.

However, it was not until he arrived at the Medicine Saint Sect that he was stopped by nearby law enforcement monks.

"Who! Stop!!"

A team of law enforcement monks, about one or twenty, surrounded Yang Fan.

Yang Fan said weakly: "I want to see the Great Elder Yu Yan."

"Who are you? I'm going to sign up? The Great Elder is in seclusion and can only be received unless an extremely important person."

The first mid-stage old man in the fusion had his eyes flashed and he stared at Yang Fan and looked straight, feeling a little familiar.

A cunning fox light flashed in Yang Fan's turbid gaze: "Elder Yu is my old lover a long time ago. Before he died, I wanted to see her for the last time. If you are willing to report it, please."

Old lover?

Upon hearing this, the twenty law enforcement monks were stunned and stunned.

But looking at this person, he is indeed a dying person who is about to enter the twilight.

As the saying goes, those who are about to die are good.

Therefore, these people are all skeptical.

"This is my last wish..." Yang Fan said tremblingly, his white beard trembled, and his body was shaking. With the help of a crutch, he barely stabilized his body.

"Old man, be careful!!"

A kind law enforcement monk quickly helped him.

The old man in the middle stage of the fusion pondered for a moment and replied, "Okay, I can only try my best, but whether the news can be transmitted to the Great Elder is also an unknown."

After a while, the middle-stage old man in the fusion came back and shook his head and said, "The elders of the sect think that this is purely unreasonable and let you leave quickly."

"It's outrageous." Yang Fan was furious and pointed at him tremblingly: "You don't allow it. Even if I try my best, I will break in."

After saying that, he walked into the sect with a crutch.

"Traitors! Kill without mercy!!"

All the law-enforcement monks had their eyes showing a killing look.

Several of the law enforcement monks sacrificed their magic weapons and were ready to take action.

"stop!!"

A gentle woman's voice came.

The law-enforcement monks stopped and saluted, "I have seen Miss Yu."

The visitor is a female pharmacist with a refined temperament and a simple dress.

"How can you fight against the old man who has no power to kill him?"

Yu Fu frowned slightly and hurriedly walked up to support Yang Fan: "Old man, you are not hurt, are you?"

"Miss Yu, don't you know Laozi anymore?"

Yang Fan's eyes turned and he looked at Yu Fu with a smile.

"You are..." Yu Fu stared at him and suddenly felt very familiar.

Suddenly, there was a look of horror in her eyes: "It's you... Yang Yaoshi?"

"Miss Yu still remembers Yang." Yang Fan said with some relief.

"Yang Yaoshi, why did you become like this? Could it be that the adoptive mother and the others were using the murderous move?"

Yu Fu said with an unbearable look on her face and her face turned pale.

"Yang Yaoshi? You are Yang Fan!!"

The mid-stage monk in the fusion suddenly gasped.

"Hurry up and report to all elders, and the great elders..."

Soon, the Medicine Saint Sect caused a sensation.

"Yang Yaoshi, go quickly! If your mother and the others come over, you will be dead."

Yu Fu urged with a nervous look on his face.

"I can't walk like this old bone!!" Yang Fan sighed bitterly and sat on the ground.

"Then I'll take you away!!"

Yu Fu dragged Yang Fan and flew out of the Medicine Saint Sect.

"Don't let him run away!!"

The law-enforcement monks surrounded the two of them.

Swallows!

Soon, thousands of escape lights flew from all over the Medicine Saint Sect.

The leader is also two elders in the late stage of the fusion.
To be continued...