Xianhong Road

Chapter 294 The Mystery of Improving Your Cultivation

"Perhaps, we still have a way out, as long as Senior Linghu obeys my arrangement..."

Yang Fan's voice brightened Linghusong's gloomy gaze, and he stared at him with divine light: "What can you do? As long as the incense of my 'Xianlaizong' can be passed on, I am willing to pay any price. "

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the rest of the Xianlai Sect's monks also felt a little more hopeful.

However, there are still more doubts in their eyes.

The enemy's strength is unprecedentedly strong. There are two high-ranking Golden Cores and more than [-] monks in the foundation-building stage.

What is even more desperate is that everyone is still in this desperate situation of catching a turtle in a urn.

Under such circumstances, even Linghu Song, a high-ranking Gold Core, was powerless to recover, and he didn't even have the confidence to escape at all.

Let me ask, how can a well-known pharmacist in the foundation establishment period be convincing, and how can he turn the tide?

"Right now, Yang's fate is closely linked with the noble family. We can only do our best to find a way out for all of us."

Yang Fan's tone gradually became dignified, and his words and deeds became more majestic.

In fact, what he considered the most was how to escape from the cracks between the two forces.Then there was the safety of Linghusong and the others. As for the fate of the rest of the Xianlai Sect monks, that was not his concern.

Therefore, at this moment, he was uncharacteristically low-key and took the initiative to stand up.

"If you are somewhat sure, just say, the old man can consider..."

Linghu Song nodded to him.

Maybe, this mysterious monk from Yuyang Kingdom in front of him could really bring a glimmer of life to everyone.

"I just want to say two points." Yang Fan looked serious and said without delay: "First, I want to help the ancestor heal!"

what?
When the monks of Xianlaizong heard this, they almost didn't exclaim.

Assisting the ancestors in healing?Isn't the pharmacist in the Foundation Establishment period in front of him crazy?

One must know that the Xianlai Sect is also a sect that inherits the way of medicine, and Linghu Song is a well-known high-ranking pharmacist in Luoshan Kingdom.

Senior pharmacist!

This is extremely rare in the world of cultivating immortals. It has a lofty and detached status and is admired by thousands of people.

Just imagine, a high-level pharmacist is injured, and a low-level pharmacist is needed to assist in the treatment?

"Go on." Linghu Song's eyes flashed brightly, and he gave Yang Fan a meaningful look.

Yang Fan asked for auxiliary healing for him, obviously because he was dissatisfied with Linghu Song's self-healing speed.

"We can't stay here for a long time, otherwise the enemy will come to reinforce us, and our chances of survival will be really slim. As for the two high-level golden cores outside, only Senior Linghu can resist one or two. If everyone wants to escape, Senior Linghu must have certain abilities." strength……"

"So, the second point, I want the ancestor to take a secret elixir at a critical moment, so as to greatly increase his strength, restrain more monks, and give everyone a chance to escape."

Yang Fan first analyzed the form, and then said his second point.

"A secret elixir to increase strength?" Linghu Song frowned.

"Master, don't be fooled by this person. He just wants to use you to escape for himself. The secret medicine to increase strength will have unimaginable side effects after use, not to mention that you are now severely injured and your vitality is greatly damaged."

The middle-aged man in black, surnamed Sun, glared at Yang Fan and hurriedly persuaded his teacher.

"Hehe." Yang Fan smiled coldly, ignored him, looked at Linghusong, and said lightly: "My secret elixir, called 'Reverse Spiritual Blood', can greatly increase strength in a short period of time. And the side effects are extremely small. Yang himself only has three drops, and for myself and for everyone, he reluctantly took out one drop.”

He concealed the amount of "Defective Reverse Spiritual Blood", and did not mention its anti-natural effect without side effects, because that would only make people more suspicious.

"Since there is such a secret medicine, why don't you take it yourself, but let the master take it? Besides, my Xianlai Sect is also a sect of the Dao of Medicine, and there are no secret medicines to enhance strength."

The middle-aged man in black with the surname Sun sneered with a cold face.

He had been defeated by Yang Fan before, and he was a little shameless, but after seeing that his master admired him so much, he couldn't bear it even more.

"This kind of spiritual blood of Yang can only be tolerated by high-ranking monks." Yang Fan explained tirelessly, then turned his head to look at Linghu Song, and said in a solemn tone: "If senior can agree to these two items, Yang will guarantee us There are more than [-]% chances of escape, at least they will not be driven out."

"Let me think about it..." Linghu Song fell into deep thought. Taking this kind of elixir would often cause serious consequences to the foundation of the monks. Of course he understood this.

After a while, Linghu Song took a deep breath, showing a determined look on his face: "I don't have much life left, even if I die, I still have to leave a way out for the disciples of the Xianlai Sect."

After a lot of struggle, the late old man finally made up his mind.

Afterwards, Linghu Song summoned several core members of the Xianlai Sect, explained some things to them, and handed over some important inheritance items to Linghu Xiaoxi and the middle-aged man in black surnamed Sun.

After a while, Linghu Song looked at Yang Fan and sighed softly, "Yang Yaoshi, we can start now."

Yang Fan nodded, came to Linghu Song, sat cross-legged beside him, stretched out a hand, and put it lightly on his shoulder.

In fact, the aura in Linghu Song's body was healing all the time, and the power of Yang Fan's Immortal Art slowly penetrated into his body.

In an instant, Linghu Song's dim and ashen eyes showed a trace of surprise: "Your strength is so strange..."

Yang Fan smiled but did not answer. Thousands of trickles of life flowed through Linghu Song's body, and quickly found the injured part, and began to repair quickly.

During this process, the surprise on Linghusong's face became more and more obvious, and finally turned into deep shock.

Yang Fan's healing speed is too fast, even faster than him as a high-ranking person.

How this didn't shock him.

However, Yang Fan, the person involved, was very dissatisfied.

"After all, it is an injury left by a high-level battle, and the healing speed is so slow..."

Yang Fan thought to himself, and at the same time felt a little strenuous, but the benefits brought to him during the treatment were beyond imagination.

He only felt that the trickle of life flowing back from the opponent's body became more refined and thicker, and it also carried an extra force of pure life, which further strengthened the power in his own body.

When treating high-ranking monks, the kind of hidden feeling has been strengthened several times.

Faintly, he felt the reason why Xianhong Jue brought benefits to him during the healing process.

This is like the yin and yang of heaven and earth: during the day, yang flourishes and yin declines; at night, yin flourishes and yang declines.

There are also similar principles, such as the elimination of Tao and the growth of demons, the cycle of life and death, the cycle of cause and effect, and so on.

If there is prosperity, there must be decline, and if there is increase, there must be decrease.

When Yang Fan eliminated the destruction factor in the injured area during the treatment process, another vitality force that was completely opposite to it would inevitably be born.

This is a kind of mysterious and mysterious principle of heaven and earth, and now Yang Fan can only understand a little bit in the haze.

During the treatment process that lasted several hours, Yang Fan was in a mysterious realization.

Therefore, he did not notice Linghu Song's extreme shock.

At a certain moment, Yang Fan's mind was shocked, and he came to a conclusion that made him feel unbelievable: "Since the principle of increasing skill is like this... and the shattering factor between heaven and earth is not limited to life, but also everything in the world. ...then there must be more than one way for me to improve my cultivation!"

Everything in the world has a destructive factor. In theory, Yang Fan can improve his cultivation from everything.

It's just that his current cultivation level of Xianhong Jue is still low, and it's still in the category of life. It's a bit biased towards wood-based life skills, and it can't cover everything in the world.

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After a long time, Yang Fan let out a long breath, retracted his feelings, and said habitually: "Senior Linghu, your injury has healed."

"what?!"

All the monks of Xianlaizong were surprised that they were cured so quickly.

On the other hand, Linghu Song's face was quite calm, but the horror in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

"How is this possible...such a fast healing speed...and his healing duration is so long..."

Linghu Song's heart set off a stormy sea.

He... is he really just a low-level monk?

Linghu Song couldn't help looking at Yang Fan with strange eyes.

He suspected that this son was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger: Otherwise, with the strength of a low-level monk, how could he be able to heal faster than a high-level pharmacist?

"Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Yang, which high-level pharmacist are you from your country's 'Medicine Fairy Valley'?"

Linghu Song asked tentatively, with a hint of respect in his tone.

"Senior Linghu, what do you mean by this? I'm a casual cultivator. As for the 'Valley of Medicine Immortals', I've only heard of it. Hmm... a confidante of Yang's is the successor of 'Valley of Medicine Immortals'..."

Yang Fan said in bewilderment.

"It's just Daoyou Yang's healing speed..." Linghusong felt startled when he thought of this.

"Could Senior Linghu be dissatisfied?" Yang Fan sighed softly: "This is Yang's first treatment for a senior pharmacist, and I didn't expect to encounter some resistance."

"This is the slowest time Yang has treated others since he became a doctor. It actually took half a day!"

Yang Fan himself was also touched.

In the past, when healed the injuries of these monks in the Concentration and Foundation Establishment Stages, it was never an understatement. Even if they encountered serious ones, it would only take an hour at most.

"Ahem..." Linghu Song twitched violently in his heart, forced a smile and said, "Yang Yaoshi is being modest."

He is also a pharmacist and a senior pharmacist. When he faced this freak Yang Fan, he felt powerless and lost.

"Alright, the first step has finally been completed. With our joint efforts, Senior Linghu's injuries have basically healed."

Yang Fan stood up, with some dignified light in his eyes, and said without delay: "The next step is the most critical breakout, and how many people can escape depends on Senior Linghu's performance and everyone's hard work. "

After saying that, he suddenly opened his palm, and the green light shone on it, wrapped in a drop of crystal and magnificent dark blue liquid.

This liquid was "Defective Reverse Spirit Blood", Yang Fan himself had never used it before, so he was going to throw it to Linghu Song.

"Slow down." Linghu Song suddenly shouted softly, with a bright light in his eyes.

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