Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 118 Dirty
As soon as Ye Fan threw the bowl and chopsticks, he hid to the side.

"Father, why don't you just beat people without asking questions. It's a civilized society now, so you can't do what you did before." Ye Fan shouted loudly while hiding.

"You see that you killed Xueting. See if I don't peel your skin. If you don't let you see how powerful I am, you won't know that the pot is made of iron." Ye Wu shouted angrily while chasing .

Ye Fan had no choice but to rush to Xue Ting's side, and asked anxiously: "Xue Ting, how do you feel now?"

Xue Ting frowned, with a faint smile on her face: "I feel much better than before, and I feel a lot lighter all of a sudden. I looked in the mirror just now, and my skin seems to have improved a lot."

Ye Fan hurriedly said to Ye Wu who ran over: "Dad, did you hear that, even Xue Ting said the effect is good."

Yang Cuihua looked at Xue Ting carefully, her complexion seemed to have improved a lot, and it was even more radiant.

"I said, you should be more stable. I don't care how old I am, I'm still like a child, and I'm not afraid of Xueting's jokes." Yang Cuihua said to Ye Wu with a smile on her face.

Now that my son is capable, Yang Cuihua should be the happiest.

"Alright, alright, since the effect has come out, you can figure it out yourself. I have something to do, so I'm going first." Ye Fan said with a smile, and then walked past Ye Wu arrogantly.

On the third floor, Ye Fan didn't go back to his room, but went directly to Xueyi's room.

Pushing lightly, Xueyi, as expected, locked the door from the inside.

"Xiaofan, you." Yang Cuihua said with a surprised face.

Only Xueting still had an expression of not knowing anything, and asked full of innocence: "Brother Xiaofan, why did you come out of sister's room?"

Ye Fan laughed, pulled up his belt, and said a little embarrassedly: "I have something to do with Xueyi. You can do your work, I'll go back to my room first."

Looking at her son's flustered back, Yang Cuihua smiled knowingly, with an ambiguous expression on her face.

"Xiaofan has grown up, he is an adult." Yang Cuihua said with a smile.

Xue Ting raised her small face and said to Yang Cuihua with a smile on her face: "Auntie, Xue Ting is also an adult."

After pinching Xueting's little face, Yang Cuihua smiled happily and said, "Xueting has grown up and is a big girl."

Xue Ting laughed, her face was full of joy.

Enabling his family to cultivate immortality is something that Ye Fan has long thought about, but this is easy to say, but a little difficult to do.You must know that according to the current concentration of aura, it is quite a simple thing to achieve success in quick practice.

And Ye Fan was able to practice so quickly to the foundation building stage, it was all due to the credit of Kaitian Myriad Things.As for the existence of Kaitian Wanwu Tu, even the closest people, Ye Fan would not let them know.One less person who knows reduces the risk of exposure.

And to increase the concentration of aura in the villa, it seems that only a super formation can be arranged, at least most of the aura in Xishan must be gathered in the imperial palace, only in this way can the family's cultivation needs be met.

The materials needed to arrange these are huge, and it is impossible to complete according to Ye Fan's current financial resources.Moreover, all kinds of rare spiritual materials are needed, which cannot be found in this world.Fortunately, you can find something similar instead.

But even so, a lot of jade and spiritual materials are needed.

"It's the most correct way to rank wealth first." Ye Fan said with a wry smile.

Inside a certain hotel in Xichuan City.

Xianyun was dressed like an ordinary person, walking up and down in his room with an anxious expression on his face.

Seeing that the time to discuss with Ye Fan was getting closer, he didn't say anything except the hotel he was staying on the phone.For Xianyun who has been waiting for decades, waiting every minute is also a kind of torment.

Thinking of her little Taoist temple, and thinking of her master holding her hand and exhorting her before she died, Xianyun felt the pressure like a mountain pressing down on her.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Xianyun ran to the door nervously and opened it.

"Daoist Xianyun, I kept you waiting." Ye Fan, who was carrying a black bag, stood at the door with a smile on his face, and said.

"It's just right, it's just right." Although Xianyun wanted to suppress the excitement in his heart, Xianyun's face was still full of excitement.

After the two came to the room and sat down, Ye Fan directly handed the bag to Xianyun.

After opening it, looking at the herbs inside, Xianyun burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)