Xianhong Road

Chapter 102 Pharmacist Zheng's Request
"Brother... I have completely surpassed you now."

The corners of Yang Lei's mouth were slightly pursed, and he proudly looked directly at the big brother who had stepped on him for more than ten years.

At this moment, there was an indescribable sense of accomplishment and superiority in his heart, and his vanity was satisfied like never before.

Yang Fan just remained silent, and he didn't avoid his younger brother's gaze.

However, in his expression, there was no grief, let alone a trace of loss, and he was still so calm.

"Brother, since the San Gong, you have lost the blood and pride of the past. You don't seem to care about anything. Being too calm is your biggest shortcoming now."

Yang Lei's expression showed a hint of looking down.

"Yes, brother, you have surpassed me."

Yang Fan raised his head slowly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the bricks and tiles of the house, through thousands of miles of white clouds, and saw a farther and farther time and space.

In his calm gaze, there seemed to be a little more pity and intolerance.

If I let my younger brother know that I am not a monk in the early stage of Qi refining, but a monk whose cultivation base is approaching the Great Perfection of Qi refining and who is also practicing peerless magic skills, how will the other party feel?
Yang Lei was taken aback when he saw the erratic eyes of his eldest brother, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart suddenly weakened a bit.

"Brother, I came to 'Wusty Willow Town' today, and there is one more thing."

Yang Lei regained his composure, and said lightly.

"Say." Yang Fan said calmly.

"I hope that my eldest brother can return to the 'Yang Family Fort' and serve the family." Yang Lei said expectantly.

"Impossible, why should I work for the family anymore? What reason can you come up with to convince me?" Yang Fan sneered.

"My reason is... the future Yangjiabao will belong to us."

A strange color flashed in Yang Lei's eyes, like a flash of brilliance that blooms in the night sky.

"Wrong, even if there is this possibility, the future Yangjiabao will only belong to you. I have no interest in this matter. Asking with all my heart, seeking longevity is my ambition."

"Longevity? Brother, do you really think you still have hope? There are hundreds of millions of creatures in Dongsheng Continent, no matter human beings or monster races. For nearly 10 years, I have heard that who can prove longevity?"

There was some sarcasm in Yang Lei's tone.

Indeed, immortality and transformation into feathers seem to be just an unattainable dream.

Looking at the entire Yuyang country, the number of high-level monks is pitifully small, so how can we talk about attaining longevity?

"Different road non-phase plan."

Yang Fan said this sentence with a little difficulty, stood up, and waved lightly: "I will not argue with you about what my father left, so I can do it myself."

The implication is that Yang Fan has already started to order the guest away.

"Okay, okay!" A cold light flashed in Yang Lei's eyes, and after saying three "good" words, he resolutely left Pu'ai Medical Center, as if he was very disappointed in Yang Fan, the elder brother.

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After his younger brother left, Yang Fan unfolded the white handkerchief again, and stared carefully at the beautiful characters on it:

The consonant jade pendant is a gift for my son Yang Fan.

Signed by: Liu Mengyan

"Consonance Jade Pendant?"

Yang Fan stretched out his hand to caress the crystal clear cyan jade pendant in his hand. After observing for a while, he felt that the texture of this jade was a little weird, but there was nothing unusual about it.

"Where did my father go? He left me a treasure site, what mission does he have to give me?"

Yang Fan showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

He always felt that his younger brother still had some secrets that he didn't tell himself.

A few months ago, the arrival of the Yang family in the capital and the sudden departure of the master Liu Wuhen made Yang Fan even more confused and puzzled by all the suspense.

"Why did Master leave without a trace, and never return? Given his friendship with his father, would he let us leave us alone and die on our own?"

Yang Fan suddenly had an inexplicable guess in his heart: Master and father may not really be missing, maybe they just don't want to see him, and they might even secretly protect himself and his brother.

Three days later, an old man in commoner clothes and carrying a medicine basket came to Pu'ai Medical Center in Wuliu Town.

"Yang Yaoshi, I haven't seen you for three months. The business of your 'Pu'ai Medical Center' is getting more and more prosperous, and you are also well-known in the nearby world of cultivating immortals."

Pharmacist Zheng said kindly.

"Thanks to Pharmacist Zheng, the clinic opened very smoothly." Yang Fan said with a smile.

During the conversation, Zheng Yaoshi stated that he would resign as a guest house in Yangjiabao after half a year, retreat to the world of immortals, return to the secular world to enjoy family happiness, and spend the remaining 20 years.

"Pharmacist Zheng, you didn't want to obtain the certificate of longevity, but you gave up halfway?"

Yang Fan said in surprise.

Pharmacist Zheng looked gloomy, as if he had aged ten years, and said with a wry smile: "Getting the certificate of longevity? It's not easy! This old man has practiced for sixty years, and he can't even pass the stage of concentration, let alone the elusive immortality. I just I want to spend the rest of my life in the secular world enjoying the happiness of life and hugging my grandson..."

Yang Fan feels a little sympathy, the road to cultivating immortals is so long and difficult, and there are very few people who can reach the end in the end.

When Zheng Yaoshi made such a decision, he was doomed to miss longevity, let alone ascend to the legendary fairy world.

"I see that Yaoshi Yang is very talented, and he has the inheritance of a famous teacher and the advice of a strange person. In the future, there may be a glimmer of hope to become a rare high-ranking monk. Here, I have something to ask."

Pharmacist Zheng said solemnly.

"Pharmacist Zheng, please tell me." Yang Fan said in surprise, since Pharmacist Zheng is about to withdraw from the world of cultivating immortals, what else would he ask him for?

"Although the old man is a cultivator, he also has some blood in the secular world. Among them is a granddaughter who is sixteen years old and has a certain talent for cultivating immortals. She has also practiced herbal medicine since she was a child. In the early stage of Qi refining. I hope that Yaoshi Yang can support her a little bit, and it is best to accept her as an apprentice. If you can agree to this, I will definitely give you a rare gift."

"Apprentice?" Yang Fanqi said: "Since your granddaughter has some talents, why didn't you send her to Yangjiabao or other sects to cultivate immortals, but let her study medicine with me instead?"

Pharmacist Zheng sighed: "This old man has cultivated for six years, especially in the art of medicine. I hope that one of the younger generations can inherit my mantle. In the future, while practicing medicine in the immortal world, I can also maintain the prosperity of the Zheng family in the secular world." Prosperity, continue to my descendants."

"There are so many pharmacists in the world of cultivating immortals, why are you looking for Yang?" Yang Fan asked suspiciously.

"The old man has been seeing a doctor for many years, and he has a little knowledge of the art of observing people. Yang Yaoshi is the most peculiar person I have ever seen, and he even has the hope of becoming a rare high-level monk. If I can let my granddaughter worship you as a teacher, Not only can you learn medicine, but it will also benefit the continuation of the Zheng family in the secular world."

"Senior monk?"

Yang Fan looked at him thoughtfully, but he didn't quite believe Zheng Yaoshi's words.

If it is said that he has seen a doctor for many years and has a little understanding of the art of observing people, Yang Fan believes in this.But Pharmacist Zheng expected that he might become a high-ranking monk, but it was not true.

High-ranking monks are one in a million, very rare, and it is difficult for those who do not have a great opportunity to set foot in this rank.

Pharmacist Zheng may have fallen in love with Yang Fan's mysterious medical skills, and he is very envious, and wants his descendants to worship Yang Fan as their teacher and learn these medical skills.

(Second watch arrives, steal tickets.)
(End of this chapter)