Xianhong Road

Chapter 104
That night, Yang Fan, wearing a black robe and a mysterious mask, blended into the night of Wuliu Town. He entered the omniscience mode and could see the wind and grass in a radius of hundreds of feet.

During this period, Yang Fan discovered that the unidentified people who had been monitoring Wuliu Town had disappeared without a trace.

A few days ago, when the "Pu Ai Medical Center" just opened, he found many suspicious people in Wuliu Town, most of them were sent by Yang Guang and Fatty Li to follow them.

In addition, there are people sent by the Yang family in Kyoto to spy on them.

However, in recent days, the manpower of the Yang family in Jingdu seems to have been withdrawn for some reason.

"On the surface, the world of cultivating immortals is calm and calm, but in fact, dark waves are turbulent, and the situation is changing. Even a powerful force like the Yang family in the capital cannot avoid it..."

Yang Fan's mind was running fast, guessing that the Yang family in Kyoto might have been delayed by something, and he didn't have the mind to take care of things here.What's more, the 'Yang Family Fort' and other forces are just a small family in a remote corner of Yuyang Country, and I am afraid that these little people like myself will not be in the eyes of the opponent at all.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the "nameless forest" where the devilish energy was gradually awakening.

On that day, two monks at the concentration period of the Yang family in the capital fell into the "Unknown Forest" for no reason. This matter will definitely not be settled

As for how the "Jingdu Yang Family" will solve this matter, Yang Fan is very curious and cannot predict in his heart, but he will not be so stupid as to return to the terrible "nameless forest".

"This hot potato has to be taken care of by the 'Kyoto Yang Family'. I, a little qi refining monk, still practice with peace of mind, work hard to run the medical clinic, and gather strength silently..."

Yang Fan's figure melted into the darkness, and he left Wuliu Town not long after.

Walking to a remote corner, he suddenly took out a green flying sword, tapped the magic formula in his hand, and his figure floated up, stepping on the green sharp sword.

hum~
The three-foot flying sword suddenly burst into a mellow light, and the flying sword doubled out of thin air, just enough to accommodate Yang Fan standing alone.

Immediately, Qingfeng Jian Guangxia made a big splash, and with a "hoo", he flew towards the sky, and flew several feet in a few breaths.

Facing the gusts of cold wind, one person and one sword flew higher and higher. After a while, the things on the ground became smaller and smaller, and even the trees and houses became tiny.

The higher you fly, the wider the range you can look down on.

It was the first time for Yang Fan to fly so boldly since San Gong.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly.

At this moment, he is no longer the fallen genius, but a newly-rising demon monk—Shi Qianhan.

During the flight, black light flickered in his pitch-black eyes, and there was a murderous aura on his body, but he didn't let it go, and the pure demonic energy in his dantian circulated endlessly.

Although Yang Fan only had a cultivation level in the late stage of Qi refining, the spiritual weapon Qingfeng sword under his feet had long been connected to his mind and mind, and coupled with his soul realm above the late stage of concentration, his flying speed was not much slower than that of monks in the early stage of concentration.

The demonic aura on Yang Fan's body only lasted for a while, and then it was deliberately restrained, so as not to attract the attention of some nearby monks.After all, the area around Yangjiabao and Yuwu Villa is still dominated by orthodox monks.

After flying for about an hour, the terrain ahead changed. The flat ground gradually became undulating, more hills appeared, and the official road began to wind.

If you go by land, it may be difficult to reach Yuwu Villa without a day or two.

Yang Fan has been to Yuwu Mountain Villa once or twice, and the route is not jerky, but familiar with the old way.

When flying to a certain place, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air ahead, Yang Fan's senses were strong, and he took a step away from the direction.

Not long after, a blue light came towards him, and a woman in palace costume about 27 or [-] years old, with a graceful figure and flowing ribbons, flew past Yang Fan, and the distance between the two was about tens of feet.

The woman in palace attire glanced at Yang Fan curiously, and saw that this man had a cold expression, a coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away, and a murderous aura exuded from his body.

Yang Fan's spiritual sense swept over the woman, his eyes suddenly lit up, he concentrated his spiritual sense, and a coercion suddenly struck the woman in palace costume who was in the middle of concentrating.

The complexion of the woman in the palace costume changed, and she quickly restrained her mind. Under Yang Fan's strong pressure, her delicate body paused slightly, and finally resisted forcefully, without losing her composure.

"Focus on Dzogchen!"

The pretty face of the woman in the palace costume was pale, she looked at Yang Fan in horror, and exclaimed: "Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand, the little girl is not hostile."

"Humph!"

Yang Fan snorted coldly, restrained his consciousness, stopped looking at the woman again, and walked away with his sword proudly and indifferently.

Seeing that the terrifying Li Sha youth did not make a move, after Yu Jian flew away, the woman in the palace costume let out a breath, her jade face still showed lingering fear.

"This person is terrifying, his cultivation is unfathomable, most likely he is a decisive demon cultivator..."

Just now, she clearly felt that it belonged to the coercion of Dzogchen Dzogchen. If she fought against an enemy at this level, she would have no chance of winning at all, and might even be killed by the opponent.

Without stopping, the woman in palace attire hurriedly accelerated without daring to turn her head, and fled far away, feeling uneasy and worried that the evil star would chase after her.

After Yang Fan flew for a few miles, he also let out a sigh of relief, and murmured: "The monks in the middle stage of concentrating, the strength of their spiritual consciousness is not very good. Could it be that my soul state is not the late stage state, but Dzogchen?"

He slowly unfolded his consciousness, covering a radius of one mile at once, pondered for a moment, and then said to himself: "It seems that my soul realm is higher than imagined, and the consciousness extends for a radius of one mile. This may already be the period of concentrating. It's the limit."

In the confrontation of spiritual consciousness just now, Yang Fan took the initiative to attack, and immediately made the woman in the palace costume who was in the midst of concentrating lose the courage to fight.

Indeed, there is a huge gap in strength between the middle stage of Concentration and Dzogchen.

Of course, if there is a real fight, even three or five monks in the late stage of Qi refining will not be able to withstand the interception and killing of monks in the middle stage of concentration.

Flying for another hour, only tens of miles away from "Yuwu Mountain Villa", Yang Fan landed in a remote and uninhabited place, took back the spirit weapon, and started to walk, slowly walking towards Yuwu Mountain Villa.

At dawn, Yang Fan left the official road and walked towards the hilly area with continuous mountains and forests.

After walking for a while, the sky gradually brightened, and in Yang Fan's field of vision, there appeared a hazy mountain villa standing halfway up the mountain, shrouded in a cool morning mist, amidst the majesty and magnificence, there was a bit more mysterious and ancient rhyme.

He knew that this was "Rain and Mist Villa".

After bypassing several hills and crossing a small river, Yang Fan finally came to the magnificent emerald-like villa.

"Young Master Yang, please come in, we will wait here for a long time."

When he came to the front of the villa, there were already two servants at the early stage of Qi refining, waiting by the side, very respectful.

Yang Fan was a little surprised that the two could recognize him. He looked closely and felt familiar.

It turned out that these two people were actually the two servants who came to Wuliu Town with Chu Yuyan that day to carry a stretcher.

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Lead the way."

He also understands that Yuwu Villa is a place with a stricter hierarchy, and the control of bloodlines is extremely strict.The members of the Chu family are equivalent to the royal family here, and the other cultivators are either disciples Ke Liao or servants.

"Come here, take Mr. Yang into the villa." One of the servants shouted loudly.

After finishing speaking, a four-person sedan chair greeted him.

"Please, sir." The servant said respectfully, with real respect in his eyes. He had also seen Yang Fan's medical skills that day.

"Sit in a sedan chair?"

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, but he wasn't too polite, he stepped into the sedan chair, and thought to himself: "The people in Yuwu Villa will really enjoy it..."

(Second watch arrives, Piao Piao's resentment...)
(End of this chapter)