Xianhong Road

Chapter 179 Grand Opening

Die Lian's bright eyes were red and swollen, she wiped her tears, and ran out angrily, looking extremely wronged.

Yang Fan felt that this woman's acting skills had improved a little, and he captured the emotional fluctuations in her heart.

Dielian trotted all the way, left Xianhong Medical Center, and came to the interior of a nearby grocery store.

"Woooooo...Master, I don't want to do this task, please undo my seal."

Dielian cried to a mysterious man in black robe and black mask.

"Why?" The mysterious man's voice was not salty, but a little hoarse: "You are one of my favorite disciples."

"But... that person is too difficult to serve! He has no interest in me at all!" Die Lian cried.

The mysterious man sighed softly: "This is because you haven't put your heart into the task. If you are an idler, you can make the target fascinated by your beauty and unparalleled charm. That person is really difficult to deal with." , just be patient, this is also a kind of test and temper for you."

"Yes, Master..." Die Lian calmed down, wiped away her tears, and a few touching smiles appeared on her pretty face.

There was a hint of approval in the mysterious man's deep eyes, he nodded and said: "Even if it's acting, you have to put your heart into it."

"This pill is for you. At a critical moment, if you take it, you can unlock your seal, so as not to encounter the situation like last night..."

The mysterious man in black robe took out a pill and handed it to Die Lian.

"Thank you, Master." Die Lian quickly took the pill and put it away properly.

"Go on." The mysterious man said, his figure turned into a ball of light, and disappeared into this seemingly ordinary grocery store.

Die Lian looked at the place where the master disappeared, with a puzzled look on her face, and murmured: "Master's mission this time is really weird..."

She didn't stop much, and returned to Xianhong Medical Center.

As soon as she went upstairs, Dielian happened to meet Yang Fan.

"Where did you go just now?" Yang Fan asked calmly.

Die Lian was taken aback. When facing Yang Fan, he had a strange feeling in his heart.

"I'm in a bad mood, I just went out for a stroll, and now I've made a decision..." Dielian whispered.

"Oh? What decision?" Yang Fan asked with interest.

Just now, his spiritual sense had followed this woman out, but he discovered a strange scene: Die Lian walked into a grocery store, and then inexplicably lost her breath and trace, as if she disappeared out of thin air.

But after a long time, the woman reappeared out of thin air and returned to the medical hall.

"Die Lian decided to stay in the clinic. She is not afraid of suffering, tiredness, or bullying. She will definitely impress the pharmacist with her heart and accept me as an apprentice."

Die Lian's eyes showed a trace of stubbornness and unyielding.

"Okay," Yang Fan said mockingly, "From today onwards, you will be responsible for washing the clothes of all the pharmacists and apprentices in the medical building, and you will also be responsible for cleaning the first four floors of the medical building. As for the fifth floor of the medical building, Without my permission, you are not allowed to step in, otherwise you will be fired immediately."

"I will definitely do well." Die Lian had a determined look on her face, without any trace of complaint or grievance, instead she was extremely positive and optimistic.

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, ignored the woman and started to get busy.

The Xianhong Medical Center is divided into five floors. The first and second floors are for mortals to heal their wounds and diseases. The third floor is treated by four pharmacists from the world of cultivating immortals.

And Yang Fan only needs to sit on the fourth floor, waiting for injuries, he doesn't even bother to make a move.

With his current cultivation in the late stage of Concentration, the injuries he suffered in the ordinary Qi refining stage may not be effective in treatment.

After half a day of planning, the layout of the entire medical hall has been properly arranged, and no omissions have been found.

In order to prevent prying eyes, Yang Fan also specially set up a lot of powerful restrictions on the fourth and fifth floors of the medical center. The private space on the fifth floor is not only prohibited, but also set up a small formation.Even if the monks in the foundation building period came in person, they would not be able to spy on the situation on the fourth and fifth floors.

That night, Yang Fan took the time to go back to the palace, first checked Yu Wenxin's condition, and felt that the "Jiusu Xuanmai" in the woman's body was awakening, and he could even feel the mystery of the traces echoing with the stars in the night sky. strength.

Afterwards, he went to meet King Yan Yu Wenlie again to explain his intentions.

"Hehe, no problem. I made this proposal yesterday. Tomorrow, the opening hall of the 'Xianhong Medical Center' will be fully supported by Yan Palace and even the 'Yuwen Family'."

Yu Wenlie said boldly.

"The Yuwen family? That's the best thing. Thank you, Mr. Yang." Yang Fan expressed his gratitude.

He just wanted King Yan to support him, but he didn't expect that the other party could win over the Yuwen family behind him.

However, Yang Fan didn't find it strange when he thought that Yu Wenlie himself had strength beyond the average concentration stage monks.Whether in the world of cultivating immortals or in the secular world, status is determined by strength, and King Yan's status in the Yuwen family will not be low.

"On the contrary, you seem to put all your thoughts on the medical hall. Don't you worry about the assassination of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'?"

King Yan asked curiously.

Yang Fan said lightly: "I hope the next round of assassination will not be too weak for the opponent."

"It seems that the pharmacist is very confident. By the way, I also want to tell you some information about this organization. The 'Dark Blood Dynasty' is an extremely complicated organization, divided into internal members and external members, and its members have different tasks. limited to assassination."

King Yan explained.

"Internal members and external members, what is the difference between the two?" Yang Fan asked.

"The former is trained within the organization and is absolutely loyal. The external members can be any immortal cultivator or martial artist in Kyoto, or even an ordinary mortal...as long as someone can set a price and advance a part of it in advance, the task will be completed. It can be taken over by external members." Yan Wang said.

"I didn't expect the prince to know this organization so well. Are you also one of the external members?" Yang Fan teased.

"Haha, the pharmacist is joking." King Yan's expression changed slightly, he laughed, and said with a smile: "The external members are not regular, in normal times, they are just ordinary warriors or immortal cultivators. , you can become one of the external members with just one change.”

"In this way, anyone around me may be a killer sent by the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'?" Yang Fan showed astonishment.

"That's right, this is actually driven by profit. Yesterday's assassination of the pharmacist should be an internal member of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'. This kind of assassination will only happen three times, and each time is stronger. As for the pursuit of external members, then There is no limit on the number of times, but there is a specific time limit, and it will be invalid after the expiration date."

"Thank you, Lord, for your advice. Yang understands."

Yang Fan looked calm as usual, bid farewell to King Yan, and secretly said: "It seems that King Yan must have had business connections with the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'..."

Late at night, the wind is a bit cool.

Yang Fan noticed some unusual atmosphere.

As soon as he walked into a deserted street, several masked men suddenly killed in front of him, and several sword weapons flew towards him.

"It came so fast!" Yang Fan pursed his lips slightly, took out a flying sword, and held it in his hand to block it lightly.

ding ding ding...

With three or two strokes, these attacks were all repelled.

"Suffer to death!"

"Let's go together, kill this son, and you will get ten thousand taels of gold, three hundred spirit stones and two top-grade magic weapons."

These mermaids are a mixed bag, most of them are immortal cultivators, and there are also a few innate warriors.

Yang Fan looked at these people coldly, and poured mana into the "Poison Treasure" in his hand, but he floated up, flying over the eaves and walls, and walking in the air, as graceful as a fairy.

In a short while, he walked around these killers.

thump!thump!thump……

Wherever they passed, all the killers fell to the ground one after another, dying of poison.

"Hmph, a mob!" Yang Fan put away the poison treasure and flew back to the Xianhong Medical Center.

Not long after he left, several figures appeared from a dark corner.

"This pharmacist is too scary. It seems that he is not a monk in the middle stage of qi refining. He probably has at least the cultivation level of qi training Dzogchen."

"The most frightening thing is the poisonous treasure in his hand. As long as you get close to it, you will die, even if you hold your breath!" One of them said in horror.

"Forget it, let's give up this mission and let the internal members of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' have a headache."

Soon, some of them gave up.

"You're right, although offering a reward is very tempting, but this person is really a dangerous person..."

……

Yang Fan went back to the fifth floor of the medical center, practiced magic skills, and reached the middle stage of concentration unimpeded. After a few more days of practice, he might be able to reach the late stage of concentration.

However, when condensing the "Ghost Demon Flame", Yang Fan could vaguely feel the existence that seemed to be standing on top of a cloud, holding a similar 'Magic Flame' in his hand, and looking down on all living beings in the world.

That powerful existence in the dark, even though it was far away from him, still suppressed his heart and trembling, and the sense of crisis never disappeared.

Nothing happened overnight, and the magic power increased sharply.

The next day, when he walked out of the fifth floor of the Xianhong Medical Center, he found that the entire medical center was decorated with lights and festoons, and it was very lively. There were many people who came to visit and celebrate.

Here, Yang Fan found a lot of people he knew: Cheng Laoxian, Cheng Yunfei, Yu Wenxin, Xiaojunzhu, He Yaoshi, and some people who appeared at the palace banquet last time.

In short, the huge medical center looked a little crowded.

At the same time, countless people came to see a doctor in the medical center.

At the entrance of the medical hall, two apprentices were yelling: "The first day the medical hall opens, see a doctor for free!"

As they shouted, more and more mortals crowded over here, including some curious cultivators.

At the entrance of the medical hall, there is also a stage, on which a storyteller is explaining: "...It is said that this legendary pharmacist cured a disease that the three great doctors in Kyoto could not help, and forged a bond with the Yan Palace. Good fate, even highly praised by the number one sword in Kyoto, 'Wu Shuang'..."

Yang Fan listened with great interest. At this moment, Yu Wenxin stepped forward, smiling like a flower, and said, "Brother Yang, how about today's opening ceremony?"

"The effect is very good, but I feel that today's grand opening ceremony will probably not go on so smoothly..."

Yang Fan said indifferently, his eyes swept across the dense crowd near the medical hall, and he faintly felt a murderous intent hidden under the hustle and bustle.

"Give way! Let's all make way!"

At this moment, there was a sudden confusion ahead.

Several big men in common clothes were carrying a stretcher, on which lay an old man with purple and black cheeks, running towards this side.

"Everyone, give way, the patient is in danger, please help the doctor!"

The leaders were a scholar and a young girl. Their eyes were red and swollen, and they were anxious. They seemed to be the children of the patient.

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