"This ......" Under Yang Fan's great pressure, Yin San was about to collapse, and finally gritted his teeth and simply let it go, and said resolutely: "The old servant guesses that the one who rebelled within the organization may be the 'Heaven Devouring King'...... But the old servant had no real evidence, just speculation. ”

"Heaven Devouring Monarch?" Yang Fan read these four words softly, his face was cold: "Tell me the basis of your guess." ”

"First, he was strongly opposed to Hu Fei becoming the new king.

The second point is that in the past ten years, there have been many more unknown powerhouses under him, and there is even no shortage of high-level Jindan.

Clause... Since the fall of the Hidden Heaven Monarch, he intends to become one of the four kings, and most of the power in the organization is controlled by him. ”

Hidden three points of reason.

"So, he has now become the number one person in the Dark Blood Dynasty, and I return to Northern Qin without any substantive rights?" Yang Fan asked with a sneer.

"This ...... There are still dozens of members of the organization who were originally loyal to the 'Hidden Heaven Monarch', and they are absolutely loyal to the King. ”

Yin San's expression was a little flustered, for fear that Yang Fan would be angry.

Yang Fan's face was solemn, and his eyes flashed: "After today, you managed to send a message to the other three kings, Yang returned to Yuyang, and there was something important to discuss."

Within two months, be sure to rush to Wuliu Town, violators will be killed!!" "Yes. ”

Yin San immediately agreed, but there was some hesitation and worry on his face.

"You are my father's confidant before his death, if you have any questions, you can ask them directly. ”

"Young master, it may not be appropriate to do this, the 'Heaven Devouring King' has gathered many strong people, and he has a very high reputation in the organization, and I am afraid that there is the support of other forces behind it.

If the king is not absolutely sure, it is better to take a long-term view. ”

Yin San said with a sincere face.

"I now like to take the initiative and not be led by the nose by the enemy. ”

Yang Fan put his hands on his back, stared into the distance, and said: "If he dares to come, I am absolutely sure that he will not come back."

If he doesn't come, I will unite the Hidden Heaven Monarch and Hu Fei, and I can also revive the Dark Blood Dynasty. ”

"Yes!" Yin San was determined in his heart, and from Yang Fan, he felt similar to the deep scheming of the former master, the "Hidden Heaven Monarch".

After discussing some things with Yin San, Yang Fan waved his hand and asked him to leave.

By this time, the sun had already set, and a faint night and a flush that had not yet completely faded could be seen on the horizon.

Yang Fanxian, although his house is uninhabited all year round, there is not much dust, and the cleaning is dry and quiet.

"Did my brother send someone to clean it?" he thought, walked out of the house, and walked in the direction of the "Puai Medical Center" according to the feeling he remembered.

Under the dark sky with a pale red, Yang Fan found the medical hall.

On the plaque of the medical center, the words "Puai Medical Center" are slightly old and vicissitudes after years of wind and rain.

Yang Fan suddenly remembered that the words on this plaque were still inscribed by himself.

At this moment, it seems that there is a kind of retrospective and nostalgia for the past.

He stepped into the infirmary, and even though it was getting late, there were still a few patients inside, and there were pharmacists and doctors in attendance.

Yang Fan walked into the medical hall, smelling the rich smell of herbs that seemed to be scattered over the years, and once again had a different feeling in his heart.

He fell into a brief epiphany.

This is not a deduction and comprehension of the Xianhong Gongfa, but a kind of understanding of life and life.

Thirty years of vicissitudes, when he returned to Wuliu Town, things were different from people, and the world changed.

Whether it is a person or a thing, in the face of the years, it seems small and powerless.

Even if he is an immortal cultivator, if he can't advance to the next realm, he will eventually turn into a pile of loess.

Even, Yang Fan was wondering: Even if they are real immortals, can they achieve true eternal immortality in the face of endless years? Even if immortals can really live with heaven and earth.

So, if the heavens and the earth are also at the end of destruction, will the immortals still be able to survive? He just stood there and meditated, and time passed little by little.

Soon, the night completely covered the land, and the night was darker outside.

One of the apprentices in the infirmary yawned.

"Young man, it's getting so late, you've been standing here for a long time, why haven't you gone back?" said an old doctor with a mild voice.

Yang Fan turned sideways to face him, opened his eyes from the epiphany, and a bright crystal flashed in his eyes, like stars in the dark night.

"Why should I go?" Yang Fan smiled slightly and looked at the old doctor.

This clinic is his, and it used to be common to spend the night here or even retreat.

"You...... You're—" Suddenly, the old doctor looked excited and incredulous.

He saw Yang Fan's front.

Thirty years ago, when he was an obscure ordinary doctor, he had met a man known as the legendary pharmacist.

"Are you...... Pharmacist Yang?!" The old doctor's voice trembled slightly, and the whole person looked uneasy.

"Yes, my surname is Yang and I am a pharmacist.

I founded this clinic. ”

Yang Fan smiled.

He didn't know each other.

Thirty years of vicissitudes can make a familiar person unacquainted, let alone a passer-by who didn't have much impression?" "Pharmacist Yang, you are the legendary pharmacist, I really didn't expect that the little old man would be able to see you in his lifetime......" The old doctor was almost incoherent, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Thirty years have passed, and your appearance hasn't changed at all. ”

The old pharmacist was amazed.

The few remaining pharmacists and apprentices in the infirmary rushed over, looking curious.

However, the rest of the people are not very old, the apprentice is only between fifteen or sixteen and twenty years old, and the pharmacist is less than forty.

Thirty years ago, most of them weren't born or were still wearing open crotch pants.

Therefore, these people didn't know Yang Fan's identity, they just looked at him curiously and talked in low voices.

"What's wrong, it's noisy!" At this moment, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy walked out of the inner hall, with sword eyebrows and handsome faces, sharp edges and corners, and a little immature and arrogant on his face.

The young man was dressed in white, his temperament was dusty, and he was far from a mortal, but he had an innate sense of superiority on his body, and he glanced at everyone on the field.

He soon became Yang Fan, admired and curious by everyone in the medical hall, and was also the focus of the doctors and apprentices in the medical hall.

As soon as the young man in white spoke out, everyone on the field was silent, and there were even a few apprentices, and they couldn't help but have a cold war.

Yang Fan looked at the young man in white, a little curious about his identity, he had never seen it before.

With the age of this white-clothed young man, before Yang Fan left Northern Qin, he was probably not born yet.

"Pharmacist Yang, he is the only son of the Zheng family. ”

The old doctor smiled and said to Yang Fan.

"Zheng Dangjia?" Yang Fan thought for a moment and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Xiao Man's only son." ”

Zheng Xiaoman was the first registered disciple accepted by Yang Fan.

I didn't expect that now I even have a son, Yang Fan sighed.

When the young man in white heard Yang Fan call his mother "Xiaoman", he couldn't help but be furious: "Who are you, you dare to insult my mother." ”

"Childe, ......I can't help it" The old doctor saw that the young man in white was rude to Yang Fan, and immediately exclaimed, and said to stop him: "He is your ......" "Get out-" The young man in white glanced at him arrogantly and contemptuously, and pushed the old doctor away.

The old doctor was slapped away by his palm, slammed into the wall, snorted, and even spilled a blood stain from the corner of his mouth.

He is an old mortal old man, how can he withstand the fierceness of a young man.

What's more, this young man in white is not an ordinary person.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan's face turned angry, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is this really Zheng Xiaoman's son?" "Old man, are you okay?" ”

Yang Fan walked over to help the old doctor, ignoring the young man in white.

The white-clothed young man felt a trace of contempt and condescension in Yang Fan's eyes, just like an immortal cultivator looking at a mortal.

Seeing this, he was even more unhappy in his heart.

And Yang Fan just helped the old doctor up, patted him a few times, and then glanced at him lightly: "Feel free to beat people, this is what your mother taught you? Not to mention that this old man is still a doctor in the medical hall." ”

The young man in white was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "I didn't kill him, besides, like you and other ants, you don't belong to the same world as me at all." ”

"Ants?" Yang Fan healed the old doctor's injury, and when he heard these two words, he couldn't help laughing, and the ridicule in the smile made the young man in white feel unhappy.

At this time, the old doctor who was shot away just now stood next to him but didn't say a word, looked at the young man in white coldly, and even gloated a little.

"You are a small mortal, how dare you laugh at me?" the young man in white laughed instead of being angry.

"Mortal?" Yang Fan shook his head, feeling ridiculous and pathetic: "A little Qi Refining Period cultivator, a frog at the bottom of the well, rampant in the mortal world, how do you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?" "You are also an immortal cultivator!?" The white-clothed young man's expression changed, and his anger increased greatly, and he had a feeling of being played with by the other party.

However, he couldn't see through Yang Fan's cultivation at all.

If you let him know that the person standing in front of him is a terrifying figure comparable to the old monster, how much arrogance does he have?" "Okay, good! You are an immortal cultivator, then I will not be polite." ”

Under the anger, the young man in white danced with his hands, and a wave of scorching qi was used, and a fire snake four or five feet long sprayed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan stood still, opened his mouth and blew, and the fierce fire snake, like a candle in a storm, was extinguished in an instant.

What!!

With his attack in the late stage of qi refining, he was blown away by the other party at will, then at least he was a master in the foundation building period.

In the foundation building period!!In the nearby immortal cultivation realm, it is a strong man who can deter one side! Facing the strong man in the foundation building period, he was immediately a little scared.

"Who is fighting outside, disturbing the Qingning of the Medical Hall!" At this moment, a majestic man's voice came.

As soon as the words fell, from the inner hall of the medical hall, a young man about thirty years old walked out, his face was ordinary, but he had an out-of-this-world momentum.

"Master Lin!" all the apprentices and doctors saluted solemnly, with respectful expressions on their faces.

"Grandpa Lin. ”

The young man in white looked aggrieved, shouted, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle Lin, this immortal cultivator dares to spread wild in my Puai Medical Hall, and I am about to punish him with a small punishment......" However, the young man who was called Uncle Lin didn't listen to him at all.

He froze in place.

His eyes were fixed on Yang Fan, and he never moved away.

His face first showed surprise, and then turned to excitement and excitement, and a hot tear rolled in his eyes.

“...... You're finally back. ”

The voice was a little hoarse, and the joy was excited.

Yang Fan smiled mildly and looked at him quietly: "Old friend, after nearly thirty years of separation, has it always been good?" ）

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