Xianhong Road

Chapter 17 Weird Feeling
In the process of healing his mother's wound, a strange feeling grew in his heart.

Indistinctly, a trickle of trickle, invisible and substanceless, flowed in Yang Fan's body, flowed through all limbs and bones, and even the soul was washed.

It was an indescribable feeling that made people ecstatic and even addictive.

However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and it stopped abruptly after the wound healed.

"Fan'er...my wound?"

Yang's expression was astonished, the wound on her finger just healed up!
She thought to herself: Didn't the son lose his mana?How can you spell?

"Mother, this is the art of medicine, and it can only be regarded as heresy among immortal arts."

Yang Fan said with a smile, how could he fail to guess what his mother was thinking.

"That's it, Fan'er, if you don't like fame, it would be great to be a doctor in Wuliu Town who saves the world. I think your medical skills are much better than that of the clinic opposite..."

Yang said happily, and hurried over to take away her daughter's job.

"Mother, you should rest on the sidelines..." Yang Huixin persuaded, unable to bear it.

"Mother's injury is healed."

With a smile on her face, Yang shook her fingers, and it turned out that the new tender flesh on the wound was very obvious.

"how can that be?"

Yang Huixin was slightly taken aback, her bright eyes turned and fell on Yang Fan's face, with a different expression in her eyes.

"Your elder brother is now studying the art of medicine, and healed mother's wound in one fell swoop. It's amazing!"

Yang said with a smile while chopping vegetables.

"Mom, be careful, don't hurt your fingers."

Yang Fan gave a few words of advice and walked out of the kitchen, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

The process of treating mother's wound just now was really weird.

Yang Fan had a vague illusion: his cultivation seems to have improved...

Of course, this feeling is very vague, even he himself can't be sure.

Just think, how can there be such a thing in this world, helping someone heal a wound can also improve their cultivation.

If this is the case, wouldn't everyone go to practice the art of medicine?
"Maybe it's my hallucination..."

Yang Fan smiled, went back to the main room and sat down, and his younger sister Yang Huixin also walked in.

"Brother..." Yang Hui's moving and gentle eyes fixed on Yang Fan's body, with a slightly hesitant look.

"If you have any questions, just ask them directly. Is there anything else we brothers and sisters can't say?"

Yang Fan sat on the chair calmly and said casually.

"I want to ask... Brother, did you really lose your mana as the rumors said?"

Yang Huixin asked in a low voice, looking directly into Yang Fan's eyes, as if she wanted to see a flaw in his eyes.

However, Yang Fan's ancient well was calm, his dark eyes were deep and mysterious, and Yang Huixin couldn't see any clues from them.

"It's true that I lost my mana, but it's not like I became a useless person as described by outsiders. Don't you, brother, and I change to the way of medicine now? This can barely be regarded as heresy in cultivating immortals."

Yang Fan said with a gentle face, and a natural and fresh breath faintly exuded from his body, which made people feel kind.

Yang Hui was stunned for a moment, and the obscure aura on Yang Fan's body also disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly, she felt that there might be some unknown secret about her elder brother.

"Brother actually switched to medical skills, why don't you open a medical center in Wuliu Town?"

Yang Huixin suggested.

Yang Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother has just stepped into the medical profession, and his knowledge and experience are still inexperienced. If he rashly opens a medical clinic, won't it hurt other people's lives?"

"How is this possible? Eldest brother masters the magic of immortality. How can the method of healing mother's wound just now be comparable to that of a secular doctor." Yang Huixin pursed her lips and smiled, disapprovingly said.

"The way of medicine is broad and profound. My elder brother only has a glimpse. It is okay to treat some common traumas. If you encounter other difficult and miscellaneous diseases, you will be helpless. Let's leave this matter for later."

What Yang Fan said was not a lie. In "Fragmented Scrolls: Holy Healing", there is a vast amount of medical knowledge, including the structure of the human body, the structure of monsters, and the structure of life.

Now, Yang Fan has only mastered the dead wood technique and the rain dew technique in the "Lay on Treatment".The former is a method of restraining qi, and the latter is a spell to treat trauma.

"If I can get a rough grasp of the knowledge in the 'Lay Healing Chapter' and the 'Alchemy Chapter', I can be respected as a generation of pharmacists and alchemists in this world of cultivating immortals."

A thought suddenly popped up in Yang Fan's mind.

Whether it is a pharmacist or an alchemist, their status in the world of cultivating immortals is extremely special.

This is so because their numbers are extremely small.

Both pharmacists and alchemists are rejected by the orthodox cultivation system, called "heretics", and cannot enter the peak of the immortal way.

However, there are very few pharmacists and alchemists, and many monks need their help.

For example, pharmacists, they don't heal the injuries of mortals, they treat immortals.There is no lack of tyrannical spells and domineering exercises in the world of cultivating immortals. The injuries suffered by monks in fighting cannot be cured by secular doctors, so they can only rely on pharmacists.In this case, what the pharmacist controls is the monk's life.

The role of alchemists is even greater. The various panaceas they refine can be used to improve cultivation, strengthen the foundation and cultivate vitality, and heal wounds and diseases...

A brilliant alchemist, honored as a guest of honor by various sects and cultivating families, with an extraordinary status, protected by righteousness and evil.

In short, these are two very popular professions in the world of cultivating immortals.

After chatting for a while, Yang Fan recounted what happened to him in Yangjiabao in just a few words.

Yang Huixin is also Huizhi Lanxin's daughter. Although Yang Fan omitted a lot of content, how could she fail to guess the various treatment her elder brother suffered in Yangjiabao.

"Brother, it's good if you come back. The people of Yang Family Fort are so ruthless. You just lost your mana, and they have no reason to treat you like this." Yang Huixin said a little bit unfairly.

Yang Fan smiled lightly: "The whole world of cultivating immortals is such a cruel reality, what's so strange?"

Yang Huixin's bright eyes dimmed, and she said softly, "Brother, the road to cultivating immortals is so cruel and ruthless, why do you still pursue it tirelessly?"

"Because cultivating immortals can lead to freedom, immortality, detachment from the outside world, and the ability to touch the most essential things in this world... As long as you embark on the journey of immortality, even if there is still a slight chance, it is impossible to give up."

Yang Fan said these words almost without time to think, his eyes flickered, and he said passionately: "This is a road of no return full of opportunities and challenges. The weak will eat the strong, the winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. Although it is cruel, It's so simple."

At this moment, the blood in Yang Fan's body was aroused, which made Yang Hui feel both yearning and dread for this unknown world.

"Hehe, I made my sister laugh. The secular world also has its advantages. As long as there is no war, it will be peaceful and flat."

Yang Fan returned to that handsome and gentle look, like a slightly weak scholar.

In less than a moment, Mrs. Yang cooked the meals, and the whole family enjoyed their meal together in the main room.

Afterwards, Tie Niu from the next door brought over some meat and yelled at Yang Fan: "Tomorrow, we will have a contest, and see if your celestial skills are better than my Tie Shirt."

Regarding this, Yang Fan laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.

The family of three, after eating, chatted until midnight before falling asleep.

Yang Fan couldn't fall asleep, so he walked out of the room, looked at the night sky of Dongsheng Continent, and remembered the scene of the meteor shower falling that night.

Later, Yang Fan's curiosity was aroused by the weird feeling of treating his mother's wound in the kitchen.

what is the problem?

Could it be that he can benefit from treating injuries for others?
Yang Fan decided to find out.

(Chapter 1 arrives, there must be no less tickets..)
(End of this chapter)