Mr. Xu and Yang Yu left for a while, and Yang Fan appeared at the gate of the courtyard like a ghost, looking at the direction in which the two had left, with a contemplative look on his face.

"It seems that this Mr. Xu is probably one of my father's enemies, but these two seem to have some plans, so they have not killed me for the time being. ”

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, with the current strength of Mr. Xu and Yang Yu, if he wanted to kill himself, he only needed to move his fingers.

Of course, the reason why Mr. Xu didn't attack Yang Fan was because his cultivation was all dispersed and he became a waste.

If Yang Fan was still the cultivation genius he was at the beginning, it would be difficult to say whether the other party could still resist not doing anything to him.

"The most important thing now is to have the strength to protect myself, and when I have enough strength, I can fight back at the right time. ”

In Yang Fan's deep eyes, there is a forbearance and wisdom that ordinary people can hardly reach.

With the "Xianhong Space", coupled with the unprecedented "Xianhong Jue", Yang Fan had a bright light in his heart, which made him unprecedentedly calm and clear.

With the help of the green earth, Yang Fan was able to completely recover the vitality and vitality in his body in a short period of time, and had the physique of a monk in the condensation period.

In this case, even if Yang Fan does not use external objects, he can restore his original cultivation in four or five years, which is far beyond Mr. Xu's prediction.

Back in the courtyard, Yang Fan said to the two maids: "You two, help me clean up my things." ”

"Yes, Childe. ”

The two maids responded to the order, and under Yang Fan's instructions, they began to sort out some valuable items.

After all, Yang Fan has been in Yangjiabao for so many years, and there are still a lot of treasures.

Of course, the most important immortal cultivation items are still carried with you. In his storage bag, there were dozens of spirit stones, four or five magic weapons, two lower-grade spirit weapons, a few bottles of spirit pills, a few jade slips, and a small amount of refining materials.

These resources are naturally incomparable with the older generation of immortal cultivators, but if they are compared with the likes of scattered cultivators, they can be regarded as rich in capital.

Soon, the two maids took some of Yang Fan's cherished things to the middle of the yard and packed them away.

"You two have been serving me for so many years, and now I have lost all my mana, and there is no one to protect you. There's some silver taels here, so you two can divide them. ”

Yang Fan sighed lightly and threw a small bag of silver taels to the two maids.

Looking at this courtyard, I felt a little melancholy.

"Thank you for the gift!"

The two maids "pounced", knelt on the ground, and thanked again and again.

"These taels of silver are enough for the two of you to redeem yourselves, so go...... Find a good family later. ”

Yang Fan waved his hand and let the two maids go.

"Take care, Childe. ”

The two maids, wiping their tears, left the courtyard.

After waiting for the second daughter to leave, Yang Fan's expression turned grim and immediately closed the courtyard.

Then he came to the treasured objects and reached out to touch them.

At the same time, his mind was immersed in the "Xianhong Space".

Whew!

The books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc., disappeared one by one as he reached out and touched them.

After a few moments, the place was empty.

In the Xianhong space, Yang Fan instructed the little dog: "You put these things in the warehouse." ”

The puppy said with an aggrieved face: "These things are so big...... And I'm not a coolie either. ”

"Really, how did you get my shovel out of the warehouse?"

Yang Fan gestured to the shovel in his hand with a smile on his face.

The puppy couldn't help it, so he ran over very reluctantly, stretched out his mouth and scratched, and easily carried three items, one in his mouth and two on his back.

Yang Fan was dumbfounded, this puppy is too amazing.

As soon as his heart moved, Yang Fan asked, "I see that you have an extraordinary appearance, what is your name?"

When the puppy heard this, he said proudly: "The master's vision is really unusual, I am the strongest divine beast born and raised in this 'Xianhong Space'. ”

The Strongest Divine Beast!

When Yang Fan heard this, his heart moved, this puppy turned out to be a divine beast!

In the Dongsheng Continent, the mythical beasts are only legendary existences, like the unicorn, the divine dragon, the phoenix, etc., are all well-known divine beasts.

However, it is one thing to know about a divine beast, and it is another thing to have seen it.

According to ancient records, the monks who saw the divine beast with their own eyes basically did not come back alive.

Even those high-ranking cultivators who were admired by thousands of people had no ability to resist in front of the divine beasts.

"You're a divine beast...... Or is it the most powerful?"

Yang Fan was excited, and hurriedly asked, "By the way, what kind of legendary divine beast are you, the Roaring Heavenly Dog, the Three-Headed Divine Dog, or the Swallowing Dog?"

In one breath, Yang Fan reported several legendary canine beasts.

The puppy was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Don't compare me with that inferior creature. ”

"What is your name?"

Yang Fan's words suddenly became much more polite, this guy even looked down on those legendary canine beasts.

"My name is Puppy. A certain dog raised his head and said proudly.

"Your name is puppy?"

A black line appeared on Yang Fan's forehead.

"That's right, it's fake. In the entire 'Xianhong Space', only this dog can enjoy such an honor. ”

The puppy is not ashamed but proud of the way.

"Go, go, go...... A stupid dog, someone must have fooled him. ”

Yang Fan no longer paid attention to the puppy and let it concentrate on helping him carry things.

After a while, the puppy moved everything into the warehouse.

"By the way, can I take out what I want from the 'Xianhong Space' in an instant?"

Yang Fan asked suddenly.

"Yes, master, you stay in the warehouse, just one thought, you want something, reach out and touch it, and that thing can be obtained by you in reality. ”

The puppy replied.

"So amazing?"

Yang Fan walked into the warehouse and experimented, and as the puppy said, he could take things out in an instant.

After the things were sorted out, Yang Fan walked out of the gate with a relaxed look, and finally glanced at this courtyard, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Goodbye!"

Yang Fan sighed in his heart, and then resolutely stepped forward and walked towards the outside of Yangjiabao.

When he walked to the gate of the Yangjiabao Suspension Bridge, he faintly heard the whispers of several guards guarding the gate.

"Did you see that white-haired one, he was Yang Fan on the first day of the Yang family, the former southern neighbor. But today, he's a waste. ”

"It turned out to be him, I heard the pedestrian say just now, he is now worthy of the name of the first waste wood. ”

"He has turned from a genius to a waste of wood, and now he has gray hair, I think he is so pitiful......"

One of them, a slightly immature gatekeeper, was a little unbearable.

"Something that doesn't make a living...... He deserves it!"

The other guards looked at the immature-looking gatekeeper with contemptuous eyes.

"I just sympathize with him, it's ......wrong," the young guard said with a look of grievance.

......

Yang Fan left Yangjiabao and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this conversation.

"That's it, that's it, unless necessary, I'll try not to come to this place in the future. ”

Yang Fan shook his head and left Yang Jiabao unusually calmly, with a slight bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

After walking for dozens of miles, Yang Fan stopped, and the sky was getting dark.

"It seems that I can't rush home anymore, if I still have the cultivation of the contemplation period, the sword flys, and it only takes half a pillar of incense to get home. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Fan entered a deserted forest and picked up a pile of dead wood, but found that he had no flint.

Alas!

Losing mana is helplessness.

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders, took out a red talisman, bit his finger, and blood gushed out.

Burst!

The sigil turned into a fireball and struck the pile of dead wood, sending flames flying.

Yang Fan snuggled up to the fire and sat cross-legged.

In fact, with his contemplative physique, even if he sat in this damp and cold forest, he would not get sick.

However, human beings do not like darkness and loneliness, and lighting this fire will warm their hearts.

"It's a long night, so it's better to practice the Immortal Secret here. ”

Yang Fan was a little lonely, Suo closed his eyes and cultivated, and his mind was immersed in his mind.

In the depths of his mind, there was a hazy emerald halo that seemed to be nothing, which contained the information of "Xianhong Jue".

When Yang Fan's mind merged with this emerald halo, a massive amount of information rushed towards his consciousness......

(The second chapter arrives, asking for tickets, this book is super long, a little slow, I believe it will be more and more exciting, hehe.) ）