In a group of strange eyes, Yang Fan and the three of them followed this old man in the contemplation period and walked towards the auction of Yunfeng Treasure Pavilion.

Yang Fan was indifferent, but Cheng Lao Xian and his grandson were a little flattered.

At the same time, in the admiration and amazement of those people, they also have a sense of fluttering and accomplishment, and their hearts are extremely happy.

Cheng Yunfei glanced at the nearby monks lightly, and there was a hint of color between his eyebrows, as a lower-level monk in the Kyoto Immortal Cultivation Realm, how could he have enjoyed such special treatment, and he felt extremely majestic at this moment.

However, when the grandfather and grandson saw Yang Fanrong's unshocked and calm appearance, they immediately coughed lightly, put away the expression on their faces, and looked serious.

"Divine Doctor, please come here. ”

The old man in the contemplation period was very polite and invited Yang Fan and the three of them to the elegant seat of the auction.

The private seat is relatively forward, the seat is luxurious, and the service is considerate.

In addition to the private seats, there are also VIP rooms in the middle of the air and other sides of the shooting club, which are extremely luxurious.

"If there is any request, the Divine Doctor can tell his subordinates to do it. ”

After the old man finished explaining, he left with a smile on his face.

Yang Fan politely sent him away, and then began to examine the huge auction.

At this moment, the auction has not yet begun, and a third of the people who are already seated, and the people in the private seats and ordinary seats can be seen.

However, the people in the VIP room are guarded by a formation, and if they are opened, they can hide their identities and cannot be easily visited.

Yang Fan and the three of them sat in the second row of the seat, which was relatively high, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a few familiar people, most of whom were famous immortal cultivators in Kyoto.

As the first legendary miracle doctor in Kyoto, Yang Fan's fame is naturally not small, and his arrival has caused many people in the neighborhood to whisper.

"See, that's the owner of the Xianhong Medical Hall, known as the No. 1 legendary pharmacist in Kyoto......"

"I've heard of it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so young......"

"No. 1 in Kyoto?, his medical skills are really better than the other three great doctors who have been famous for a long time?" some people questioned.

"Hmph, you didn't see it, then at the door of the Xianhong Medical Hall, I saw with my own eyes that Divine Doctor Yang performed the 'Resurrection from the Dead' magic technique, not only that, but he also cured the strange disease that the second county lord of Yanwang Mansion had not been cured for many years!"

"By the way, I heard that in recent days, Doctor Lu, one of the three great miracle doctors in Kyoto, was offered a reward for a penny, and he was actually successfully assassinated

Soon, these people were excited to talk about other rumors and gossip in Kyoto.

The death of Doctor Lu seems to have become a big laughing stock in Kyoto.

"This Lu Divine Doctor has been famous for a long time, but he never expected that he would die so worthless, and he bought his head for a penny, this matter is really a bit strange......"

An older monk sighed.

Yang Fan closed his eyes and recuperated, secretly expanding his senses, listening to the conversations and disputes of these people.

Although a considerable part of what these people talk about is gossip, it is also possible to analyze some changes in the situation in Kyoto.

The three of them waited for a while, and there were more and more people in the auction, and all the forces and powerful monks in Kyoto came here.

More than 60% of the monks who participated in this auction were monks who were in the contemplation period or above, and almost half of the elite monks in Kyoto were gathered.

Yang Fan was just closing his eyes at first, but at a certain moment, he suddenly felt a gaze like a needle.

In his heart, in this place of Kyoto, apart from the accident of Doctor Lu, what other great enemy does he have?

Looking sideways, Yang Fan followed the senses and quickly fixed on the VIP room on the left-hand side.

The VIP room was suspended in the air, and the formation was not fully opened, but the sound was cut off, and people from the outside could see the people inside.

At this moment, in front of the mahogany railing of the VIP room, there was a young man in white, with a face like a crown of jade, eyebrows like a sword, and a little arrogant.

Yang Yu!

Yang Fan's expression changed slightly, this person was the young master of the Yang family in Kyoto, Yang Yu.

This son's progress is extraordinary, the last time he "asked the heavens conference", Yang Fan guessed that he was between the early stage and the middle stage of contemplation, but now he has cultivated to the late stage of contemplation.

is worthy of being a child of a big family, with extraordinary qualifications, coupled with rich resources for cultivating immortals, countless elixirs, worry-free exercises, and guidance from famous teachers, it can be said that the progress is fast.

However, compared with Yang Fan, it is still a small thing.

In more than a year, Yang Fan has gone from a wasted person to cultivating to today's contemplation of the Great Perfection, and he is still a step ahead of this son

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Fan's mouth pursed slightly, and he moved his gaze back and didn't look at it much.

Seeing this, Yang Yu's brows tightened, and he caught a faint trace of contempt in Yang Fan's eyes.

A monk in the Qi refining period actually dares to despise me?

A hint of gloom flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.

"He is the No. 1 legendary pharmacist in Kyoto, I heard that Yu'er dealt with him in Yangjiabao at the beginning?"

In the middle of the wing, a dignified middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous costume said lightly.

"What? He's the No. 1 Legendary Medicine Master in Kyoto!" Yang Yu was shocked and looked incredulous: "Isn't he the waste man from Yangjiabao?"

"Will there be any falsehood in the words of the father?" the middle-aged man said calmly, and a wave of authority overflowed between his words.

The VIP room where the entire Yang family was located was immediately silent for a moment.

Yang Yu's father, but the contemporary patriarch of the Yang family in Kyoto, is a big man with real power

"Yes, the child didn't dare to doubt his father's words, but it was incredible, in just over a year, he went from a waste man to the number one legendary medicine master in Kyoto......"

Yang Yu said in amazement.

"There are countless geniuses in this world, not to mention that he is the son of 'Yang Tian'......"

The patriarch of the Yang family said lightly, when he mentioned the name of "Yang Tian", he could see his slightly trembling hands, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"According to rumors, this son has to be guided by a strange person, otherwise no matter how high his qualifications are, it is impossible for him to learn extraordinary medical skills without a teacher. I heard that the plaque of Xianhong Medical Hall was inscribed by the master behind him, and it is rumored that it can make people have an epiphany. It's just that my generation doesn't bother to go, Yu'er, you take the time to go over and have a look. ”

"A plaque that makes people have an epiphany?" Yang Yu looked incredulous, but promised: "The child will take the time to see it." ”

"By the way, father, I don't know what kind of character you are talking about 'Yang Tian'? It seems to be very amazing, I asked Mr. Xu, and he said that he would tell me later......"

Yang Yu asked curiously.

When my father and Mr. Xu mentioned the name of "Yang Tian", their expressions would change significantly.

"Yang Tian, don't mention this person in the future. The Yang family patriarch's face changed, and he said sternly.

Not a word, not a word.

"Yes, the child understands. ”

Yang Yu suddenly understood that Yang Fan's father was probably a taboo in the family, and it would be better to be in front of the family elders in the future.

"It's good that this son is really a pharmacist, but let's not neglect to monitor him......"

The Yang family patriarch's gaze swept over the two elders beside him, secretly transmitting his divine sense, as if he was discussing something.

Yang Yu stared sideways at Yang Fan for a moment, smiled coldly, with a hint of movement and contempt, and said secretly: "Kyoto's No. 1 Legendary Pharmacist, hmph, next time I go to Yangjiabao, I will definitely stab your ......two brothers at the 'Wentian Conference'."

At the same time, when he observed Yang Fan, he felt something familiar and wrong, as if he had seen someone with a similar temperament somewhere.

However, after all, he didn't associate Yang Fan with the person who was hunted down by the family when he was in Xiuyu Pavilion.

At this moment, in the eyes of the high-level monks of the Yang family in Kyoto, Yang Fan was still an insignificant pharmacist in the Qi refining period, like an ant, if it weren't for the fear of the unknown death of Yang Tian and the illusory strange people, I am afraid that he would have been wiped out long ago.

Just as Yang Fan was pondering, there was a sensation behind him, as if some big man was coming.

"Haha, Pharmacist Yang is also here. ”

As soon as Yang Fan turned around, he heard a familiar voice and a surge of domineering.

The person who came was Yan Wang Yuwenyan, and there were two people accompanying him, one of whom was the second county lord who was stunning and full of infinite mystery, Yu Wenxin.

The other person was an old man with a rosacea nose in sackcloth, carrying a medicine basket on his back, several storage bags around his waist, and a heavy mortal aura on his body, which made it difficult for people to confirm that he was an immortal cultivator.

"Lord Wang, there are also the second county lords. ”

Yang Fan hurriedly got up and saluted with a smile, but his eyes fell on the face of the old man in sackcloth, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

"Hehe, this is the Oriental Pharmacist. ”

Yu Wenyan said with a smile on his face.

Oriental Yakushi, one of the three great miracle doctors in Kyoto?

Yang Fan's guess in his heart was confirmed, and he hurriedly saluted and greeted the Oriental Pharmacist.

"Hey, hey, good......"

The Oriental pharmacist looked lewd and squinted at him.

When Yang Fan looked at this person head-on, he had a strange feeling, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

The three people of Yanwang Mansion sat in front of Yang Fan, they were noble, and they were also seated.

As a guest pharmacist of Yanwang Mansion, Yang Fan naturally had to discuss medical skills with the Oriental pharmacist.

After some conversation, Yang Fan found that this old man from the East was very knowledgeable, and when he talked about certain issues, he could always hit the nail on the head, and in this regard, it seemed that there was no need for the hunchbacked old man in Yihe Village to say.

It's just that the old man in the east is a monk in the contemplation period, while the hunchbacked old man in Yihe Village is mostly a high-level monk, and the cultivation of the two is very different.

"Little Lao'er is curious, where does Pharmacist Yang's 'Nine Residences Xuanmai' come from?"

When the Oriental Pharmacist mentioned this question, he was obviously very curious, and looked at Yang Fan with a strange gaze.

"This ...... It's from the man I was teaching me how to heal. ”

Yang Fan had to continue to flicker.

There is an imaginary and strange person behind him, which is still good for him to walk in the world.

"Strange people?" Oriental Medicine Master's eyes narrowed even more: "What are the characteristics of that person, that old monster who does not have a bag on his head and a long horn......"

When Yang Fan heard this, he was shocked.

With a long bag on his head and a raw horn on his head, how can there be such a weirdo in this world?

Looking at Yang Fan's expression, the Oriental Pharmacist nodded with a smile and did not speak again.

Yang Fan felt inexplicable, but he didn't show it on the surface, and said with a smile: "That person didn't let me reveal any information about him." ”

"Understand, understand. The Oriental Medicine Master smiled mysteriously, and his appearance was extremely obscene.

Yang Fan was speechless in his heart, how could he feel that there was a tendency to get darker and darker.

"Distinguished guests and friends from all walks of life, the bi-monthly auction of 'Yunfeng Treasure Pavilion' has begun......"

At this moment, a fat-faced monk at the front desk shouted.

This fat-faced monk was a monk in the late stage of contemplation, with eyes like torches, a loud voice, and a fat face that was unusually ruddy.

On either side of him, there were four monks standing on each side, wearing defensive spiritual weapons, holding spiritual weapons flying swords, their eyes were sharp, revealing a vigilant divine light.

As he spoke, the auction fell silent.

"Before this conference officially begins, welcome to the presence of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' Hidden Heaven Monarch. ”

The fat-faced monk raised his hand slightly, and with an unusually awe-struck gaze, he looked at a certain location in the nearby seat.

Darkblood Dynasty, Hidden Heavenly King?

Yang Fan was extremely surprised, and everyone in the audience was also a sensation, but immediately quiet and terrifying.

Yan Wang Yuwen Yan also looked surprised, and looked in the direction of the fat-faced monk with everyone.

I saw that in the middle of the first row of seats, there was a mysterious man wearing a black mask.

This mysterious masculinity is unique, with a long and straight figure, and those eyes, which are pitch black and dull, can't set off the slightest wave, nor does it have a sense of color for half a day, giving people a feeling of indifference to the extreme.

When the divine consciousness of some monks on the spot visited the past, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and they did not know its reality.

Yang Fan sat in the second row, very close to him, and he couldn't see through his reality either.

"He's the legendary Darkblood King?" someone exclaimed, "Why have I never heard of his name?"

King Yan lowered his voice and said, "There are three kings in the Dark Blood Dynasty, which are the three kings of Devouring Heaven, Mending Heaven, and Hidden Heaven. Among them, the Hidden Heaven Monarch is the most mysterious, and for some reason, it is really unusual that he will appear at auction today. ”

With the appearance of this dark blood king, the major forces in Kyoto at the auction were all shaken, and one by one high-level figures changed color.

"Why did the most mysterious Hidden Heaven Monarch appear here, did he also want to compete for the ...... of Tsukidan?"

Even the forces of the four major immortal cultivators in Kyoto were a little worried.

The Dark Blood Dynasty, in the land of Kyoto, has unfathomable strength, although the history of the organization is not long, but its strength, fear, and mystery are enough to make the four major immortal cultivators in Kyoto extremely afraid.

The fat-faced monk glanced at everyone coldly, and said, "Now, I will start auctioning the first item, this is a rare elixir, called 'Poison Immersion Pill', after taking it, it can increase its resistance to the poisons of the world from now on, and even directly immune to ordinary poison techniques." ”

Poison Pill!

The audience was in an uproar, and the first item at the beginning was such a rare elixir.

"Poison Dipping Pill, the price starts at a hundred spirit stones! ”

The fat-faced monk slapped the mahogany table in front of him.

"One hundred and fifty!"

Someone immediately held up the sign, and there was a hint of excitement in his words.

"Two hundred spirit stones!"

"Two hundred and fifty!"

......

The rare elixir, with its extraordinary efficacy, has aroused the interest of many people, and even certain forces have participated.

Hearing the name of "Poison Immersion Pill", Yang Fan showed a strange look, this Pill has a formula in the "Alchemy Chapter", and the materials are slightly difficult, but some of the materials have many alternatives.

If he wanted to refine it, he was confident that he could do it.

He watched coldly to see how much this poison-soaked pill could sell. The effect of this pill is of course magical, but for him who has the special physique of "Shengnon's body", it is like a chicken rib.

"Five hundred spirit stones!"

"Six hundred!"

"Eight hundred!"

The price is rising little by little, which is beyond Yang Fan's expectations.

In the end, this poison-soaked pill was raised to a high price of 1,500 spirit stones, and there were not many people following the price at this moment.

"Two thousand spirit stones!"

Suddenly, a confident voice came from the VIP room on Yang Fan's left.

"Kyoto Yangjia ......"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned.

"Two thousand spirit stones, is there anything higher?" The fat-faced Taoist priest asked again and again, but no one increased the price, so he announced: "The first item is Poison Dipping Pill belongs to the No. 3 VIP Chamber. ”

"Father, isn't the price of these two thousand spirit stones a bit high?" Yang Yu asked.

The patriarch of the Yang family smiled lightly: "A little higher, but this is the first item in the auction, and it is not an ordinary thing, and at the same time, it can enhance my family's reputation in the Kyoto Immortal Cultivation Realm." ”

"It's still my father's thoughtfulness. Yang Yu said with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, this 'Poison Immersion Pill' will be given to you, and walking in the immortal cultivation realm in the future can also increase a few points of life-saving capital. ”

The patriarch of the Yang family looked at his son with a little love.

"Thank you, Father Long. ”

Yang Yu was overjoyed, the poison pill worth two thousand spirit stones was obtained by himself.

......

"Now let's start the auction of the second item, this is an ancient fan, but it is incomplete, it was originally a magic weapon......"

The fat-faced monk began to describe it in a colorful way again, attracting the attention of many monks in the field.

Yang Fan stared at this second item, an incomplete ancient fan, which had lost most of its original power, and was now roughly equivalent to the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon.

After a little analysis, this mutilated magic weapon, the material is certainly good, but it is inevitably a little difficult for low-level monks to use, especially for monks in the foundation building period.

The magic weapon, after all, is used by high-level monks.

However, as soon as this treasure came out, the eyes of the few monks in the foundation building period on the field immediately lit up.

"The price starts at 300 spirit stones! The fat-faced monk said in a loud voice.

"A thousand spirit stones!" Someone in the east wing immediately echoed, and it seemed that there was a lot of courage.

It was added to a thousand spirit stones at once, so that the field was silent for a moment, but soon someone increased the price:

"One thousand two hundred spirit stones!"

"Fifteen hundred spirit stones!"

The rest of the masters in the foundation building period are also not ambiguous.

Yang Fan shook his head, he didn't plan to buy this ancient fan, this thing was not suitable for him, and he didn't want to offend these foundation building masters in the Kyoto Immortal Cultivation Realm for this.

However, he glanced at Yu Wenxin with interest and said with a smile: "Xin'er is also interested in coming over to take a look at this auction." ”

As far as he knew, Yu Wenxin was not a person who liked to join in the fun, and her mysterious and holy temperament that seemed to echo the ancient starry sky was also incompatible with the noisy environment here.

"I didn't plan to come to this auction,...... Yu Wenxin said with a confused face: "But last night, Xin'er had a strange dream...... Let me come here today and say that there is something that belongs to me. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Yang Fan looked surprised and suspicious.

Yu Wenxian smiled and said, "Pharmacist Yang is not serious, it's just a dream. ”

(To be continued)