Xianhong Road

Chapter 188 The Mysterious Plaque

(two chapters in one)

Yang Fan's consciousness was locked on the grocery store near Xianhong Medical Center, and he was extremely shocked.

He watched Dielian walk in helplessly, but somehow lost her trace and breath, as if she disappeared out of thin air.

There is definitely something unusual about this grocery store!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan left Xianhong Medical Center and hurried to the grocery store.

"Guest officer, what do you want to buy?" The clerk at the grocery store asked very politely seeing that Yang Fan had a good demeanor.

Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he looked at this seemingly ordinary shop.

Being here, he has a very special feeling, but it cannot be described in words.

This is just a vague feeling, other than that, in his eyes, this is an extremely ordinary shop.

"I'm here looking for a friend."

Yang Fan said indifferently, ignoring the waiter's call, and directly broke into the inside of the shop.

"Come on, someone is robbing..." Seeing this, the man yelled.

However, just halfway through shouting, his voice suddenly stopped.

Yang Fan was slightly surprised, ignored him, and continued walking inside.

Not long after, he came to an empty room, where he faintly caught the breath of butterfly lotus, but it disappeared suddenly.

However, in this room, he felt a wave of dissipated spiritual energy. Obviously, before this, someone had cast a spell or had a fight between immortals.

There was no one in the room.

"how so……"

Yang Fan felt incredible. In the omniscient mode, he only caught some clues that had just dissipated. Other than that, he couldn't find any clues.

Yang Fan had been in the room with his consciousness for a long time, Yang Fan withdrew his gaze from his consciousness, and sighed softly, there are too many things in this world that he can't grasp.

From the secular world to the vast world of cultivating immortals, and then from the world of cultivating immortals to the mysterious and unknown world of immortals, there are too many things that he needs to explore step by step, which requires a certain foundation of strength.

Sighing, Yang Fan left the grocery store, and the shopkeeper and the shopkeepers in the store surprisingly didn't stop him.

Yang Fan wanted to catch the shopkeeper and question him, but he gave up this idea when he thought about the mystery and tyranny of the "Dark Blood Dynasty" and the weirdness of the store.

Not long after he left, there was a flash of light and shadow in the empty room before, and the figure of Die Lian suddenly appeared, as well as the mysterious man with distant and deep eyes.

"I didn't expect him to find some clues..." the mysterious man murmured.

"Scared me to death!" Die Lian patted her chest with a look of lingering fear.

"The land of Kyoto doesn't need you for the time being. If you want, you can set off tomorrow and go to the 'Nine Serenity Secret Realm'."

The mysterious man pondered.

"Nine Serenity Secret Realm?" Die Lian's eyes trembled, and there was a bit of anticipation in her eyes.

"Well, the Nine Serenities Secret Realm is an unprecedented challenge for low-level monks. No matter whether you can benefit from it or not, as long as you can get out of it, you will become an elite in the world of immortality in the future, and you may even be promoted to high-level monks. list."

The mysterious man said solemnly: "If you are afraid or timid, you can choose to give up now, but within 200 years, you only have one chance."

"Master, Die Lian is willing." Die Lian said with firm eyes.

"The trip to Nine Netherworlds is full of dangers. With your wit and strength, the chance of surviving will not exceed [-]%. Moreover, you are not going for me, you are fighting for yourself. You have to think clearly." The mysterious man said lightly. road.

"Die Lian has already made a decision. Rather than staying in the introductory stage of cultivating immortals doing nothing, it is better to fight to the death."

A bright spot bloomed in Die Lian's bright eyes, which seemed to contain the brilliance of dreams.

"Okay, as expected of my valued disciple."

The mysterious masked man chuckled, his figure turned into a light and shadow, and disappeared into the room.

Dielian stayed inside for a while, took a pill, left the shop in a hurry, and left Kyoto directly.

……

Yang Fan stood in front of the window on the fifth floor of the Xianhong Medical Center, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his consciousness caught the existence of Dielian again.

But... this time, Die Lian no longer appeared as an ordinary woman, but a cultivator in the late stage of concentration.

Concentrate on the late stage!

Yang Fan took a deep breath. After arriving in the capital, he found that the former Yangjiabao was so small.

Any girl in her teens has a cultivation level in the late stage of Concentration, which is comparable to the elder level of the Yang Family Fort.

The land of Kyoto is worthy of being the center of Yuyang Kingdom's immortal cultivation world. Dragons and crouching tigers are hidden in this area, and there are countless masters.

Now that Die Lian has left Xianhong Medical Center, there is no need for Yang Fan to continue pursuing this matter, so as not to cause more trouble.

That night, a shambling figure walked back to the hospital with injuries all over his body.

It was Hu Fei.

"The battle is over?" Yang Fan asked curiously.

It seemed that Hu Fei had lost again.

"I... I won!" Hu Fei's face was pale, but there was a proud expression on his face.

win?

Yang Fan was a little skeptical.

He is very clear about Wushuang's strength. With a perfect body and a strong fighting will, even compared with the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, he is still capable.

"I'll treat your injuries." Yang Fan put his hands on his shoulders, and found that Hu Fei's trauma was very serious, and two of them went deep into the bone marrow.

With his physique comparable to monsters of the same level, he was so traumatized, one can imagine how sharp Wushuang's attack was.

"You won and suffered such a serious injury, what about Wushuang?"

Yang Fan said slightly surprised.

"He...he can't die...he can't die." Hu Fei chuckled, "It's a lot...thanks to the...signboard in your clinic."

"Signboard?" Yang Fan asked a bit puzzled, "You mean the plaque of Xianhong Medical Center."

"Yes." Hu Fei said excitedly: "It gave me a sudden...sudden realization, and my skill...was greatly increased, so I hit...defeated Wushuang."

Epiphany?It's all right!

Yang Fan was stunned, but he didn't expect his clinic to be so useful.

"No...not lying to you!" Hu Fei said seriously.

"Ok, I trust you."

Yang Fan didn't dwell too much on this matter. The few words on the plaque of Xianhong Medical Center infused the artistic conception and profound meaning of his heaven-defying exercises, which can be compared with unconventional exercises, so it is not too surprising to be able to achieve epiphany.

"I... after I left, the killer didn't... didn't touch you, did he?" Hu Fei suddenly thought of what happened to Yang Fan, and asked proactively.

"Come here, already gone." Yang Fan said lightly, pointing to the crack on the floor.

"It's... really disgusting!" Hu Fei was furious, "Fortunately, you...you're fine."

"There is one last assassination." Yang Fan said slightly worried: "The first assassination, the man only used [-]% of his strength, and the second time, he only used [-]% of his power. As for the last time, he will Go all out..."

"If he... dares to come, I'll beat him up!"

Hu Fei grinned.

Yang Fan smiled and continued to heal his injuries. After half an hour, Hu Fei's injuries were healed, and he immediately jumped up and down.

Just after healed Hu Fei's injury, Yang Fan suddenly felt a strange aura, and quickly looked outside the hospital.

At this moment, in front of the gate of Xianhong Medical Center, there stood a young man in white clothes Shengxue, with a sword on his back and a weak face. There was a giant silver eagle in the sky, which occasionally let out a loud and clear neighing.

Peerless?

Both Yang Fan and Hu Fei were taken aback.

"He should have come to see me for treatment," Yang Fan whispered to himself.

Hu Fei was just about to speak out, but Yang Fan pressed his shoulder: "Wait..."

Wushuang stood in front of the medical hall, his eyes were like the abyss shrouded in clouds and mist, mysterious and profound.

At this moment, he stared blankly at the words "Xianhong Medical Center" on the plaque, and he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself.

"He may be having an epiphany..."

Yang Fan had a strange look on his face, looking at Wushuang who was intoxicated in the wonderful artistic conception.

"He... he also had a sudden... epiphany!" Hu Fei opened his mouth wide, with a look of horror on his face.

He also had an epiphany because of this plaque before, and then retreated, and his cultivation level increased greatly, but he also surpassed Wushuang once by a narrow margin.

And now, this perverted Wushuang also had an epiphany because of this plaque.

If the epiphany is successful, wouldn't his strength increase a lot?

Wushuang's epiphany lasted for a long time, until late at night, he still stood there blankly, motionless, like a sculpture.

During this process, the brilliance in his eyes became brighter, and his face was solemn and solemn.

At the same time, the aura on his body also changed subtly.

Under Yang Fan's order, the apprentices and pharmacists in the clinic did not bother him.

Wu Shuang has a proud aura about him, and no one dares to get close to him.

It was late at night, Hu Fei fell asleep, Yang Fan returned to the fifth floor of the medical center, and continued to practice sitting cross-legged.

After nothing happened overnight, the terrifying silver medal killer seemed to disappear out of thin air, and never appeared in Yang Fan's senses again, without even a hint of murderous intent.

Yang Fan didn't think the other party would give up, but became more vigilant.

On the morning of the second day, Yang Fan opened the window and walked in and out. Outside was the bustling and bustling capital of Kyoto, with people coming and going in the medical clinic.

Suddenly, Yang Fan caught a familiar white figure in his vision.

Peerless?

Yang Fan's face showed a strange expression.

He's still having an epiphany here!
It's unbelievable that an epiphany lasted so long.

"Isn't that the number one swordsman Wushuang in Kyoto?"

Soon, someone around recognized Wu Shuang's identity.

Wu Shuang is a famous figure in the capital, especially the last time he fought with King Yan, his reputation has been pushed to the peak, and he is the idol in the hearts of countless boys and girls.

Whether in the secular world or the world of cultivating immortals, Wushuang's reputation is not small.

But at this moment, he was motionless, standing in front of the medical hall in a daze, his eyes fixed on the medical hall all the time, as if he was admiring the stunning beauty of the country and the city.

The streets with endless streams of people around him, all kinds of hawking and noise, did not affect him in the slightest.

"What's so good about this plaque?"

Several secular warriors and immortal cultivators who were puzzled in their hearts couldn't help but cast their eyes on the plaque, their minds moved, and they faintly touched some mysteries.

However, with their limited comprehension and realm, they can only perceive the unusualness of this plaque.

"Sure enough, it's a bit mysterious..."

A cultivator said in amazement that when he was staring at the plaque just now, his whole body sank for a few breaths, and when he woke up, he seemed to realize something again.

That night, Wushuang woke up suddenly.

It took him a whole day and night of epiphany before he woke up, with a hint of enlightenment and abnormality in his eyes, and then he spread his hands and looked at the space he was in from an unusual angle.

"This... this is..."

A trace of confusion flashed through Wushuang's clear and deep eyes.

Not long after, Yang Fan walked out of the medical hall, and said with a smile, "You have been enlightened here for a day and a night, and you just woke up now, have you gained anything?"

"Harvest?" Wushuang fell into deep thought, spread her hands, looked up at the sky, and after a long time, said in a low voice: "There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. I have already touched a higher spiritual level..."

"Tomorrow night at this time, I'll come again." Wushuang turned around and left, with a slightly staggering pace.

"Your injury..." Yang Fan shouted.

"No need." Wushuang left this bustling place without looking back.

"I...I feel that he has changed...changed!" Standing behind Yang Fan, Hu Fei said to himself.

The medical center opened as usual, but, unlike before, there was a young man in white clothes Shengxue in front of the door of the medical hall, with a sword on his back, looking up at the plaque of the medical hall.

After a while, Wushuang's appearance seemed to become a landscape of Xianhong Medical Center.Many secular warriors who admired him came to observe him one after another.

Even many immortal cultivators were curious about it and came to watch it.

Some savvy cultivators felt touched when facing the plaque on the medical hall, went back to retreat, broke through the existing shackles, and successfully advanced.

There is an example around Yang Fan, 14-year-old Cang Yun, who has only been cultivating immortals for a few years, and has a strong understanding.After staring at the plaque for half an hour, he asked for leave for three days, and actually practiced from the late stage of Qi refining to the Great Perfection of Qi refining.

Since then, Cang Yun would look at the plaque every day, and occasionally a few flashes of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Such a miracle has aroused the curiosity of more people.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, more and more immortal cultivators come here to admire.What's more, they traveled thousands of miles to Kyoto just to witness this mysterious plaque.

However, most of the people came back disappointed, without gaining much, and only a few people, who had enlightenment, went home to retreat, and their cultivation bases were improved to a certain extent.

Wushuang's epiphany was the longest, it lasted for a month.In addition, there is another person who is very special, that is Hu Fei.Hu Fei looked at the plaque from time to time, and occasionally fell into it for a while, and then went to retreat for a day or two.

Yang Fan often observes Wushuang, and feels the slow change of this child's aura. Those confused eyes are getting brighter and deeper, giving people a mysterious and untouchable feeling.

"It's been almost a month..."

Yang Fan sighed lightly, not knowing whether the existence of his plaque was good or bad.

However, it was strange that the silver medal killer hadn't appeared in the past month.

For a month, the business of Xianhong Medical Center was booming, and there was no incident. More and more immortal cultivators came here to treat illnesses, even overwhelming the other large medical clinics in the immortal realm in Kyoto, which made some people's teeth itch with hatred.

Business was good, so a steady stream of spiritual stones fell into Yang Fan's pocket...

Before he knew it, Yang Fan already had thousands of spirit stones in his hands. Among the monks of the same level, he was definitely well-capitalized, and the number of spirit stones was even more than most of the foundation-building period monks.

The only thing that disturbed Yang Fan was the killer lurking somewhere.

Since the second assassination failed, nearly a month has passed, and the silver medal killer has not appeared.

But Yang Fan firmly believed that he must be hiding in a corner, waiting for the best time to launch a fatal blow to himself.

On this day, Yan Wang Yu Wenlie suddenly came to Xianhong Medical Center in casual clothes.

Standing by the window on the fourth floor of the medical hall with Yang Fan, King Yan looked at Wushuang downstairs, and sighed softly: "I have seen the plaque of your medical hall last time, and I have learned something, and my cultivation has improved a lot. , I thought I could use this to fight against Wushuang in the future, but I didn't expect his epiphany to be far beyond me."

"Yeah, he will come here every other day. The strangest thing is that every time he has an epiphany, he will last a day and a night, and the timing of waking up is so precise."

Yang Fan said in amazement.

"Hehe, Yaoshi Yang, I haven't seen you for so long, I feel that your progress is not small." King Yan looked at Yang Fan with a half-smile.

"My lord praised it absurdly. It was all forced by the killer, but the third assassination was delayed."

Yang Fan shook his head, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

After entering the late stage of Concentration, the progress of his cultivation began to slow down. The medical center has been open for so many days, and he has treated many monks in the Concentration stage, and his cultivation is close to the perfection of Concentration.

At this time, he was already thinking about foundation establishment.Establishing the foundation, I thought it was a relatively distant thing, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Why doesn't Pharmacist show weakness to the enemy?" Yu Wenlie asked in a low voice.

"Show the enemy weakness?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up slightly, and he sighed, "It seems that's the only way. Instead of being so defensive, it's better to lure the killer out."

The arrival of King Yan brought Yang Fan an idea.

He began to plan secretly...

On the second day, Wushuang woke up from an epiphany, and the light in his eyes formed a mysterious vortex.

Dressed in white and spotless, he walked into the Xianhong Medical Center without being surprised.

This is the first time that Wushuang has entered the medical clinic since his epiphany.

"Your epiphany is over?" When Yang Fan saw Wushuang for the first time, he felt a strange feeling.

"Yes, in three days, I will have a decisive battle with Hu Fei to make up for the shame of last time." Wushuang looked into the distance and said calmly, "If there is no accident, I will leave the capital in a few days .”

Leaving Kyoto?

Yang Fan was secretly startled.

"Yes...it's time to challenge 'him'..." Wushuang whispered, with a hint of expectation on his face.

"Challenge him?"

"A person who brought me up..." Wushuang said in a strange tone: "This is my agreement with him."

"This epiphany, how much has your strength increased?" Yang Fan asked curiously
Others have a short period of epiphany, and their cultivation base can be promoted to a small level, but he...has an epiphany for a month, to what extent will his strength increase?
"Strength?" Wu Shuang's eyes were full of confusion: "Even I don't know this, but I vaguely understand that there is no opponent in the capital, including those so-called cultivators."

How can this be?joke!
Yang Fan looked skeptical and didn't believe it at all.

In the land of Kyoto, there are so many monks in the hidden dragon crouching tiger and the concentration period, and there must be many in the foundation building period. Even Yang Fan doubts that there are high-level monks here.

"You don't believe it?" Wu Shuang said calmly, with an indescribable confidence on his face.

"Yes, maybe you can defeat Hu Fei, King Yan, and me, but in the capital, there are still some hidden cultivators..." Yang Fan said undeniably: "As you said, there is a sky beyond the sky." , there are people out there."

"Hehe," Wushuang was not angry at all, and said in a gentle tone, "Since you are my friend, let me prove it to you."

"Proof? How do you prove it?"

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. The Wushuang at this moment brought him a feeling of being completely invisible. He had no way of guessing how much strength the one-month epiphany had increased.

(Note: Sometimes if there is something to do during the day, the fast food will update the two chapters together at night. I hope all book friends and friends will understand. After all, apart from code words, every author has his own life.)
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