At night, the palace is brightly lit and the flow of people shuttles, dispelling half of the sky, like a pearl in the city of Kyoto.

It can be said that today's Yanwang Mansion is more lively than any other place in Kyoto, and even the imperial palace is inferior to one or two.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenxin walked towards the palace "Qunying Palace" with the old housekeeper, and there were many palace guards around to protect and open the way.

Along the way, Yang Fan and the others attracted the surprised eyes of many people, especially the servants in the palace, all of whom had different faces.

"That's the Second County Lord...... As rumored, it's simply the best in the world!" exclaimed several servants who had just entered the palace, their eyes almost popping out.

"By the way, who is the person walking with the second county lord, seeing that the housekeeper is so in awe of him, he must be a big man. ”

Someone in the distance whispered a discussion.

"Could it be that this is the miracle doctor who healed the second county lord? who else can enjoy such treatment besides this person?" someone speculated.

"Divine doctor? This is impossible, how can there be such a young divine doctor in this world?"

This speculation has caused another wave of criticism.

......

Yang Fan followed indifferently, listening to the discussion of everyone in the distance, but he was not shocked by honor and disgrace.

However, he was happy that his first step in coming to Kyoto was about to be achieved.

To open a medical center and attract immortal cultivators to see a doctor, the most important thing is fame.

Judging from the current situation, he already has a certain reputation, at least in the medical field in Kyoto.

"If you can further become famous...... Yang Fan thought to himself in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, isn't today's Yanwang Mansion feast a great opportunity?

Thinking of this, he began to secretly plot.

When he walked somewhere, an old familiar voice suddenly came from not far away: "Pharmacist Yang!"

Yang Fan glanced sideways and said with a smile: "Old Zheng, you are also invited to the banquet?" Hehe, Xiaoyun, you are also there. ”

"Hehe, Brother Yang......" Cheng Yunfei was also happy when he saw Yang Fan.

The two don't spend much time together, but they both belong to all age levels, and they have a good relationship, and they can stop talking. Cheng Yunfei admires Yang Fan, the amiable pharmacist brother, very much and has a good impression.

"Come, Pharmacist Yang, I'll introduce you to ......" Pharmacist Zheng introduced an old man beside him to Yang Fan, and said with a smile: "This is your colleague, Pharmacist He, a guest of the palace." In addition to the Oriental Pharmacist, he is the oldest pharmacist in the palace. ”

"What pharmacist?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, isn't this the leading pharmacist he saw in Yu Wenxin's boudoir?

At that time, He Yaoshi and others ridiculed, questioned, and even gloated at Yang Fan. But in the end, they all returned disappointed and lost to the extreme.

Even the Oriental pharmacist couldn't help the disease, but the young man who could be his grandchild found the cause of the disease and was successfully cured.

Pharmacist He's face was not good-looking, he was very embarrassed, he barely squeezed out a smile, and said to Yang Fan: "Yang ...... Pharmacist Yang, Xinghui, Xinghui!"

"What pharmacist, look up for a long time!"

Yang Fan seemed to be polite, but there was no trace of sincerity on his face. In fact, he had never heard of the person of Pharmacist He at all.

"Ahem!" Cheng Laoxian felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurriedly snorted, changed the topic, and said with a smile: "Pharmacist Yang, tonight's palace banquet, I am afraid that you are one of the important protagonists, and the prince values you very much." ”

The old manager of the palace nodded again and again and agreed: "What Cheng Lao said is right, the prince attaches great importance to Pharmacist Yang. ”

Yang Fan smiled slightly, pointed to Yu Wenxin beside him, and said: "The second county lord has just recovered, she is the protagonist of today's story, and Yang is just doing his best." ”

"That's right, the second county lord has just recovered from a serious illness, and the old man is here to congratulate. ”

"Congratulations to the second county lord for recovering from a serious illness!"

Cheng Laoxian and He Yaoshi hurriedly saluted, after all, the other party was also one of the masters of the palace.

"The two of you don't have to be polite, Xin'er can survive a catastrophe, and this is all thanks to Pharmacist Yang. ”

Yuwen Xin smiled and said politely.

Since then, the trip has been peaceful, but the combination of Yang Fan and Yu Wenxin has attracted the attention of many people.

Walking half a cup of tea, a splendid hall appeared in front of him, with two flying dragons circling on the roof, and three heroic characters depicted on the golden plaque: Hall of Heroes.

At the entrance of the main hall of the Qunying Palace, there are rows of green jade steps, extending all the way down, which makes people can't help but have the psychology of looking up.

"Qunying Palace?" Yang Fan pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and said secretly, it seems that King Yan is also a person who attaches importance to talents.

"Pharmacist Yang, Second County Lord, please go this way......"

The old manager said with a smile and led Yang Fan and the others to the side hall.

"See you later!"

Cheng Laoxian smiled, of course he understood that Yang Fan enjoyed privileges and would not be immediately arranged to sit in the main hall.

Yang Fan also sensed the subtleties in this, and was taken to the side hall by the old manager.

In the side hall, the environment is elegantly arranged, and there are few people sitting.

A young man on the first seat, wearing a purple jade pattern dragon robe, his eyes were piercing, and his body exuded a domineering and domineering aura, filling the surrounding space.

It is Yan Wang Yu Wenyan.

"Pharmacist Yang is here?" Yuwen Yan saw Yang Fan coming in, smiled slightly, and motioned for him to take a seat.

"I've seen the prince. ”

Yang Fan saluted slightly, but he was not polite, sat down steadily, and began to look at the few people in this side hall.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on one of the emaciated old men with a hooked nose.

At the same time, the old man's gaze also happened to meet him.

The two gazes clashed in the void, as if a string of sparks had collided.

"Hehe, Pharmacist Yang, let me introduce you to this Lu Divine Doctor, one of the three great divine doctors in Kyoto. ”

Yu Wenyan stood up and introduced Yang Fan very kindly.

One of the Three Great Miracle Doctors!

Yang Fan's heart moved, no wonder after entering the main hall, he would immediately notice this person after sweeping it away.

As a pharmacist, after reaching a certain level of skill, you can easily feel the existence of the same kind. It turned out that when he was in "Yihe Village", the mysterious old man also had such magical powers

"Divine Doctor Lu, Xinghui!" Yang Fan got up and saluted, after all, the other party is a person who has cultivated well, and he is one of the three great divine doctors in Kyoto, and he, a junior of the medical Tao, should be respected.

"Pharmacist Yang?" Divine Doctor Lu glanced at him with slanted eyes, didn't stand up at all, and picked up the teacup and took two sips, obviously trying to embarrass Yang Fan.

At this moment, the few people sitting in this side hall are all extraordinary people, but they are not surprised at all when they see the behavior of Doctor Lu, and some even have a smile on their faces.

These people all looked at Yang Fan to see how he could deal with it.

Yang Fan was immediately a little angry in his heart, and he remained silent on the surface, squinting his eyes at Master Lu, and the power of the Immortal Hongjue in his body worked in an unbelievable way.

Practicing the right practice is a magic technique for healing wounds and healing diseases.

The exercises are retrograde, but they are poisonous techniques that wipe out vitality!!

Divine Doctor Lu was looked at by him like this, and suddenly his soul trembled, and he felt a breath of death.

Mid-term contemplation?

Yang Fan saw through Master Lu's cultivation at a glance, and there was no threat to him, then sat down slowly, picked up the teacup and took two sips.

"You...... You ......"

Divine Doctor Lu suddenly cracked, his face turned red, and he pointed at Yang Fan in a trembling voice.

Yang Fan didn't look at him, just leisurely sipping tea.

Everyone present didn't understand what was going on, and a hint of discoloration flashed in Yan Wang Yuwen's sharp eyes.

"Lu Mou has to go down in advance and come back later. ”

Doctor Lu's face turned red, and he withdrew from the side hall regardless of his image.

As soon as he walked out of the side hall, a blood stain overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and then he opened his palm, and it was shocking purple and black.

Sou!

With a flash of figure, he quickly entered a bamboo forest, sat cross-legged, and began to force the poison with all his might.

"What kind of poison is this...... It's scary!"

Divine Doctor Lu was shocked in his heart, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes: "This kid dares to cast a poison spell on me, hum...... Don't you know that I'm also a drug ancestor?"

In the side hall, Yang Fan sat calmly, sipping tea quite leisurely, but he secretly sneered in his heart: "I don't know how to lift things......

Just now, for the first time, he performed the slightly accomplished "Silent Thousand Miles" poison technique, reversed the technique, and disappeared into the mist of life around him, immediately turning into a terrifying force that wiped out his vitality, and silently attacked the body of Divine Doctor Lu.

Divine Doctor Lu was caught off guard and suffered a dark loss, but after all, he was also a generation of divine doctors, and he barely resisted the attack.

But how could Yang Fan let him get his wish, he consumed half of his mana in an instant, and multiplied the power of the poison technique several times, thus causing Divine Doctor Lu to be seriously injured, and he almost didn't vomit blood on the spot.

"The power of this poison technique is good, but it works very awkwardly, and it is a little jerky, so there is a chance to go where to fight......"

Yang Fan thought in his heart.

At this moment, the few people sitting together in the room looked at him with a trace of awe in their eyes.

Most of them didn't know what happened just now, but one thing was very clear: in just one or two breaths just now, Yang Fan did something that made Doctor Lu suffer a big loss.

"Doctor Lu, is he okay?" asked Yan Wang Yuwen with a smile, as if he was a little gloating.

"Maybe he's in a hurry. Yang Fan said with a smile.

"It's okay, Doctor Lu is a guest pharmacist of the Yang family, and he is very interested in Pharmacist Yang, so he came uninvited. ”

Yu Wenxian said in a cold and unsavory manner, and at the same time expressed his position and Master Lu's origin to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan nodded, but he was secretly shocked in his heart: This Lu Divine Doctor is actually a guest pharmacist of the Yang family in Kyoto?

It's a bit of a coincidence!

Could it be that the Yang family in Kyoto is destined to be his enemy?

Yang Fan thought about it in his heart, it seems that he and the Yang family in Kyoto are still destined enemies, whether it is the grievances of the previous generation, or the disputes of the next generation, and even a guest of his family.

Time is lost little by little, more and more people gather in the main hall of the Qunying Palace, and several stewards in the palace receive them in an orderly manner and arrange seats.

After a while, Master Lu returned to the side hall, his complexion recovered a little, his gaze fixed on Yang Fan's face, and a hint of murderous intent faintly flashed.

(To be continued)