"The teacher is back......" Yang Fan was overjoyed, waved his hand lightly, and said: "You go down first, always pay attention to the few people I named, and report to me as soon as there is news." ”

The Poison King is the Yuan Infant Poison Master, Yang Fan's nominal teacher.

"Yes. ”

The figure flickered, then melted into the void and vanished.

The detectives of the Darkblood Dynasty are best at stealth tracking.

Yang Fan stood up and glanced at Hu Fei, who was still meditating and cultivating in front of the thousand-year-old tomb, with a deep expression on his face.

He didn't worry about leaving Hu Fei here like this.

If there is a strong person who comes here, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to Hu Fei.

Thinking of this, his mind melted into the Xianhong space.

Xianlaiju, in a gazebo.

Three Jindan servants appeared in front of Yang Fan.

"Master, what do you have to order?" Those who appeared in front of Yang Fan were Yang Da, Yang Er, and Yang San.

The cultivation of these three people has reached the middle stage of Jindan, and Yang Da is even close to the late stage of Jindan.

"You stay here to protect Hu Fei's Dharma. ”

Yang Fan said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Da and the other three appeared at the entrance of the thousand-year-old tomb.

"Yes, master. ”

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

Yang Fan nodded, and immediately got 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 even make the doppelganger Shi Qianhan from the Xianhong space to the mapped area in an instant.

Therefore, with three servants guarding here, Yang Fan can rest assured.

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

As soon as he arrived at the Xianhong Medical Center, he saw an old man in cloth clothes who was old and old, and had a childish face.

"Master, it's your ......" Yang Fan was a little surprised.

This person is none other than Liu Wuxian, the former Elder Liu of Yang Jiabao, that is, the master before Yang Fan Sangong.

I didn't meet the teacher Poison King, but I met the teacher Liu Wuxian.

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

Liu Wuxian smiled slightly, and there was a warm love in his eyes.

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

"Get up, get up. ”

Liu Wuxian was a little panicked, and hurriedly supported him: "Fan'er, today is not a pity, you are the king of the dark blood generation, and you are also the high level of Yuanying in the immortal cultivation world.

Regardless of status and cultivation, they are all a few points higher than the teacher, how can they easily kneel down to me, a low-level monk. ”

"Master...... Whether it was the former low-level contemplation or the current high-level Yuanying, I have always been your disciple, haven't I?" Yang Fan took a deep breath, solemnly and sincerely, and looked directly at the master Liu Wuxian.

"Okay, good ......" Liu Wuxian was deeply moved, "With a disciple like you, I, Liu Wuxian, have no regrets in this life." ”

Thirty years ago, a meteor fell from the sky, and Yang Fan lost his work overnight.

From that time to distraction, he became a waste, and he looked at the people around him with cold eyes.

In the case of becoming a wasted person, the person who can treat him as always, Yang Fandu... Keep it in mind.

Younger brother Yang Lei, younger sister Huixin, father Yang Tian, mother Yang, teacher Liu Wuxian, friend Lin Zhong...... These people are the people who Yang Fan can really ignore the gap in cultivation and get along with each other sincerely.

The two walked into the inner hall of the medical hall.

"As far as I know, Shizun is also one of the elders of the Dark Blood Dynasty, why didn't he appear at the Dark Blood Conference?" Yang Fan asked puzzled.

"Hehe, after you left Northern Qin, I faded out of the organization. ”

Liu Wuxian said with a smile.

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

"This is the explanation of the Hidden Heaven Monarch when he is alive, and for so many years, I have been silently cultivating my power, and secretly assisting the Butterfly Lotus Protector...... Just waiting for your return. ”

Liu Wuxian explained.

"I see.

Before his death, my father planned so carefully and thought so far. ”

Yang Fan couldn't help but marvel.

Yang Tian not only designed an escape place for Yang Fan, but also returned to Northern Qin a few years later to take revenge, leaving many back-ups.

"In fact, the Hidden Heaven King had expected that after his death, the power of the organization would fall into the hands of others.

Only then did I fade out of the organization and cultivate a group of elites to avenge your return to Yuyang and leave a back hand. ”

Liu Wuxian said with a smile.

"It's great. ”

Yang Fan looked happy: "Now that the organization has just pulled out the tumor, eliminated a number of traitors, and its strength has been sharply reduced, now that the elite carried by the master has joined, it will definitely be able to inject new blood into the organization." ”

The two of them talked for a while, and Liu Wuxian hurriedly said goodbye: "Fan'er, for the teacher, immediately integrate that group of elites and let them integrate into the Dark Blood Dynasty." ”

"Teacher, wait. ”

Yang Fan shouted to Liu Wuxian.

"What else is going on?" said Liu Wuxian puzzled.

Yang Fan smiled, took out the Seven Spirit Agar and the Sansheng Wisdom Water, and only let Liu Wuxian drink a sip of the Sansheng Wisdom Water first.

"There is also a 'Condensation Pill' here, which is enough for the teacher to be promoted to the high level of the Golden Pill in a short period of time. ”

Yang Fan said confidently.

Of course, he could see that Liu Wuxian had stayed in the Great Perfection of Foundation Building for many years, and maybe after he went back, he would drink another sip of the "Seven Spirit Qiong Jelly", and with a great increase in mana, he would be able to successfully advance to the high level of Jindan.

Liu Wuxian did not refuse, and took the elixir holy water magic weapon and so on given by the apprentice before drifting away.

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

"It's unfortunate that the predecessor of the Poison King didn't find you in Wuliu Town, and a few hours ago, I went to Yangjiabao. ”

Yin San replied.

"Yangjiabao. ”

Yang Fan read these three words lightly and smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll go over right away." ”

Without stopping, he rushed to Yangjiabao.

Compared with a few decades ago, today's Yangjiabao looks significantly more majestic.

After Yang Lei took over the position of the castle owner, Yangjiabao was renovated and strengthened several times.

Yang Fan walked into Yangjiabao.

Similar to the first time he returned to Wuliu Town, most of the people he met in Yangjiabao were fresh faces, and there were few acquaintances.

Those monks of the same generation in the past are now probably all at the top of the family elders, and of course they can't be seen casually on the street.

When I came to my yard, the place was clean now, 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, one night thirty years ago, that something happened that changed the fate of his life.

Yang Fan couldn't help but ponder: If there had not been that meteor that fell from the sky, how would his fate have unfolded? He had no way to guess, let alone estimate.

But there is one thing he can be sure of: after obtaining the Immortal Hung Ring, his life path will be even more vast and broad.

From the country of Yuyang, to the land of Northern Qin, and even the Tianqin Inland Sea, where the strong are like clouds.

After getting the "Immortal Ring", his road can go further...... Yang Fan sighed, stood for a long time, and then calmed down.

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

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

He saw his younger brother who was retreating in the secret room, Yang Man who was dressing up in the luxurious bedroom, and Yang Guang with a gray beard and a decadent face.

Yang Guang...... Yang Fan was surprised that Yang Guang, who had fought against Yang Lei in Yangjiabao, was still in the late stage of contemplation.

With his age in his sixties at the moment, coupled with the ups and downs, it is normal for him to fall into such a situation.

As for the old generations of Yang Jiabao, such as the ancestors of the Yang family, they no longer exist.

Yang Hong, Yang Gang and other original second-generation elders were all wrinkled, white, and had been recuperating in Yangjiabao for more than a year.

Among the original second-generation elders of Yangjiabao, none of them were promoted to the foundation building period.

The cultivation has not reached the foundation building period, and it is only one hundred and fifty years of life, which is not much stronger than mortals, but it is not worth mentioning at all compared to those who are stronger than the high ranks.

Finally...... Yang Fan's omniscient senses captured the existence of the poison king Luo Songheng.

The poison king still looks like a hunchbacked old man, very old.

From afar, he walked into a tavern like a flower child.

"Go, go, go......" Nasu.

As soon as he saw Yang Fan coming, Luo Songheng's eyes lit up, and his face showed excitement: "You are finally back, and now that you have reached the high level of Yuanying, you are willing to call me a teacher." ”

"Little Er, serve the wine. ”

Luo Song shouted.

When Xiao Er saw Yang Fan opposite Luo Songheng, he knew that the two of them were extraordinary, so he hurriedly agreed.

After a while, the wine and food came up, and the nominal master and apprentice began to talk about wine.

Yang Fan suddenly appeared, life is so delicate.

He never thought that he would drink in the mortal tavern in Yangjiabao, and the one who drank at the same table with him was still a generation of poison kings.

"Teacher, you seem to be a little depressed, is there something unpleasant?" Yang Fan asked after a glass of wine.

"Unpleasant thing?" Poison King Luo Song shook his head horizontally, but smiled mockingly: "My old opponent is dead, I should be happy, shouldn't I?" "Your old opponent ......" Yang Fan was stunned, and his eyes flashed with shock: "You mean...... Medicine King!!" "Yes, he just died. ”

The Poison King let out a long sigh, as if he had lost all his strength.

"The Medicine King is dead...... So what happened to Medicine Immortal Valley?" Yang Fan's face changed slightly, and he fell into deep thought, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"What is the Medicine Immortal Valley worried about, the original successor, a few years ago, was promoted to the high rank of Yuanying and became a new generation of 'Medicine Fairy'!" the Poison King said lightly.

"Yuxi, she was promoted to Yuanying and inherited the power of Yaoxian Valley......" Yang Fan was mixed.

"Yuxi?" Poison King Luo Songheng was slightly stunned, and seemed to understand something: "Your relationship with her ......" "Don't hide it from the teacher, she is a woman who loves me." ”

Yang Fan replied calmly.

"That's still the case. ”

Poison King Luo Songheng's face changed: "If that's the case, then you must go to the 'Medicine Immortal Valley'." ”

"Why?" "Because there is something strange about the death of the medicine king.

And before that, the Yuan Infant Rookie of the 'Blood Refining Sect', the young master of the 'Worry-Free Valley', and the great disciple of the Three Shadows Old Demons, Lie Wuxian, seemed to be struggling to pursue the 'Medicine Fairy'. ”