Xianhong Road

Chapter 306 Return to Kyoto
"Go, go...don't stand here and get in the way if you don't want to see a doctor. Don't block the medical center's money."

There was a hint of arrogance and contempt in the words of this medical apprentice, as if he was dismissing beggars.

Yang Fan glanced casually, and the apprentice in front of him looked very strange, obviously he entered the medical hall later.Otherwise, all the pharmacists and apprentices in the medical center knew him, so they would not have spoken so rudely.

Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the vulgar words of these ordinary sons, but looked up at the plaque on the pavilion of Xianhong Medical Center.

Xianhong Medical Center.

This plaque has endless meanings, and there is an artistic conception of inclusiveness in the world in the vastness of nature.The four ancient seals are as elegant as immortals, even if Yang Fan looks at them now, he feels that the implication is extraordinary and extraordinary, and the operation of the Immortal Hongjue in his body is a bit more natural and smooth.

Unexpectedly, after nearly a year, this plaque is still hanging here intact.

Yang Fan sighed softly in his heart, thinking that this plaque should have created a lot of predestined people, but it is obviously impossible to use this plaque to ascend to the sky in one step, or to take a huge leap in the soul level like Wushuang.

Wushuang means uniqueness, there can only be one in the world.

When he was in Jiuyou Square, even the black crystal demon spirit god who was so powerful that he looked like a god showed surprise when he saw Wushuang, as if he knew his origin and identity very well.

However, in the end, this is just an unsolved mystery.

"Hey! Why are you so dazed? Get out of here. Stay for a while longer. My young master will ask the bodyguards in the hospital to drive you away. Then you will have to suffer a lot."

The apprentice threatened fiercely.

Yang Fan withdrew his gaze, glanced at this child, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Is there no rule in Xianhong Medical Center that treats patients and visitors, regardless of their status, men, women, children, immortals and devils, all are equal and should be respected?" If you are a guest."

The apprentice was slightly startled: "How do you know?"

"Because I made this rule myself." Yang Fan's voice suddenly sank, and a majesty appeared on his body.

"what!"

The apprentice was stunned, but he quickly reacted and said to himself, "Why are you so stupid, the other party is obviously trying to fool me."

"Hmph, how dare you impersonate the big owner of the clinic!"

The apprentice's face turned cold, but he didn't show any weakness.

Yang Fan didn't bother to talk to him, and walked directly to the medical hall, but he made up his mind: this apprentice's character is not suitable for doing odd jobs in the medical hall, let alone being a doctor, otherwise, I don't know how many people will be killed.

Seeing Yang Fan enter the medical hall, the apprentice had nothing to say, but there was still some confusion in his eyes. He hurriedly walked towards the men in Tsing Yi guarding the first floor, and said to the leading young man, "Shangxian Huang, that man He’s here to make trouble, and he dared to pretend to be the boss of the clinic just now.”

"What? There is such a thing?"

The young man's expression turned serious. He was called an immortal, but in fact he was a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.

He looked in the direction the apprentice pointed.

Suddenly, his eyes couldn't move, and his face showed surprise: "It looks so familiar... Could it be?"

Soon, he saw Yang Fan's face.

"Yang... Doctor Yang!"

The young monk's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes showed reverence and admiration.

Two of the monks beside him could see it.

"Miraculous Doctor Yang? What Miraculous Doctor Yang, I just saw him standing still in front of the medical hall, blocking the door, and even trying to pretend to be the big owner of the medical hall..."

The apprentice faintly sensed something was wrong, and defended himself.

Snapped!
A loud slap was issued on the first floor, accompanied by a scream from the apprentice.

He covered his face and screamed, with a look of fear on his face, he said in a trembling voice: "Shangxian, please forgive me..."

"Hmph, you are an ordinary person, even if you beat us, Huang, you still think your hands are dirty. But you dare to insult Miracle Doctor Yang, even if your hands are dirty, I will teach you a lesson."

The face of the young man surnamed Huang was as cold as ice, implying murderous intent.

clap clap!
The monks next to him also slapped him a few times.

"I... what did I do wrong!"

The apprentice clutched his teeth, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and said weakly.

"If you want to blame, blame you for not knowing Mount Tai. You don't even know the first legendary pharmacist in Kyoto. He is not pretending to be a big boss. He is the founder of this medical center!"

The young man surnamed Huang sarcastically said.

Ah!
The entire face of the apprentice turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice, "It turned out to be him... the legendary number one pharmacist? How is this possible, he looks so young..."

Immediately, he actually sat on the ground and began to cry, stretching out his hand to slap himself in the face.

In his mind, the number one legendary pharmacist in Kyoto must be a benevolent old man with white hair, childlike face, and immortal demeanor.So I didn't think of this point for a while.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
While crying, he kept slapping himself across the face with his hands, so hard that even the monks next to him were shocked.

"what do you mean?"

One of the monks asked puzzledly, after all, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

"Wuuuuuuu... Miracle Doctor Yang is the pharmacist I admire the most. I came to Xianhong Medical Center as an apprentice just to meet him and worship him as my teacher..."

The young man was full of remorse, he even wanted to die, and slapped himself hard.

Several monks present couldn't help but look at each other. They worked as bodyguards in the Xianhong Medical Center, on the one hand because they were paid, and on the other hand, they also heard the name of the number one legendary pharmacist in the capital and admired them very much.

The master of the young man surnamed Huang was attacked by the enemy one year ago, and was fatally injured. It seems that he will not live long.But with the help of Miracle Doctor Yang, he cured the disease with half a cup of tea.

He came here to be a bodyguard because of gratitude and reverence.

"Get up, you are young and ignorant, don't be frivolous in the future, I can understand your feelings..." the young man surnamed Huang said lightly.

After a while, the following finally returned to calm.

At the same time, on the fourth floor of the medical hall, it was originally a place where Yang Fan had his consultation alone.

thump!
Cang Yun knelt on the ground, tears were faintly visible on his face, and he said in surprise: "Master, you have been away for more than half a year, and you are finally back!"

Yang Fan helped him up, looked at him for a moment, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, when we parted that day, you had just cultivated from the late stage of qi refining to the state of Dzogchen, and now you have also entered the stage of concentration."

Immediately, he murmured to himself: "It seems that my other apprentice in Wuliu Town should have stepped into the concentration period."

"If it wasn't for the mid-grade Concentration Pill from Master, I wouldn't be able to step into the Concentration Stage so easily."

Cang Yun's eyes were sincere, and he said gratefully: "Moreover, I have devoted myself to studying the jade slips of medicine left by my master. In the past six months, I have begun to treat diseases and heal injuries for mortals and even cultivators."

"Not bad."

Yang Fan is very satisfied with this apprentice's progress.

Cang Yun is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year, and his own talent and hard work are the key to his current achievements.

To a certain extent, Cang Yun's talent surprised even Yang Fan, and it was stronger than most of the geniuses he had seen.

"I must become a high-level pharmacist, treat more suffering patients, and revive my frozen sister."

Cang Yun spoke with conviction, his eyes filled with infinite faith.

"By the way, where is your sister frozen?" Yang Fan asked curiously. In the past, he didn't even think about the great supernatural power of resurrection.

"In the secret place of the Dark Blood Dynasty, it is kept by the expert who took me in. At the beginning, I would rather die than die. It was he who frozen my sister's body and left me with the last hope. This is also the motivation for me to practice hard."

Cang Yun replied.

"A master?" Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Could that person be a certain king in the Dark Blood Dynasty?"

In the Dark Blood Dynasty, probably only the three kings could perfectly freeze the corpse, neither harming the corpse itself nor letting it rot.

"The apprentice doesn't know. He valued my potential and talent, so he took me in for training. Die Lian, who was trying to get close to the master before, was also the object of his training."

"Dielian?" Yang Fan's heart moved, which reminded him of the scene in Jiuyou Square.

It was Die Lian who sent him a letter from his father.

"Okay." Yang Fan took a deep breath: "You go and prepare, tomorrow I will go to see your sister's body, to see if there is any possibility of resurrection."

"Yes."

Cang Yun was ecstatic, since the master wanted to see her sister's body, it meant that there was at least a glimmer of hope for the resurrection, and it was not a fiction.

Even that glimmer of hope was so small that even he himself didn't dare to extravagant it.

Yang Fan stayed in the medical hall for several hours, and talked with the pharmacist Lu Hong on the third floor for a while before leaving the medical hall.

He didn't know that the news of his return to the capital had quickly spread to the high-level officials of the major forces in the capital.

As the night was getting late, Yang Fan came to Yan Wang's mansion, he wanted to see Yu Wenxin.

The guards at the gate of King Yan's Mansion were shocked when they saw him, but they didn't stop him. Soon someone reported to King Yan.

Yang Fan came to Xinning Residence alone, which is where Yu Wenxin's boudoir is located.

However, when he scanned the place with his consciousness, he found that the building was empty.

The place is empty.

Yang Fan faintly felt something was wrong.

As far as he knows, Yu Wenxin has very deep feelings for this place.

At this moment, a figure shot from not far away, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon green robe with a purple jade pattern flew over.

"Yang Yaoshi, you are finally back..."

There was a hint of oldness in King Yan's voice.

Compared with the high-spiritedness before, Yu Wenlie at this moment, whether it is complexion, appearance, or voice, is more than ten years older than before.

Half a year ago, King Yan looked like a 30-year-old heroic war god, which is quite different from the current situation.

"What happened? Where did Xin'er go?"

Yang Fan felt a sense of sadness inexplicably, and couldn't help asking.

King Yan's divine light was dim, his face was haggard and old, and he sighed: "As early as half a year ago, a mysterious woman wearing a veil took her away and disappeared."

"what!?"

Yang Fan felt unbelievable: "Just being taken away like this? You can't stop it."

"What magical powers does that mysterious woman have, how did she take her away? Have you fought her?"

Yang Fan held back the horror in his heart.

"No." Yan Wang shook his head: "In front of her, we can't even move."

Yang Fan was moved by it, the strength of King Yan was infinitely close to the level of Foundation Establishment.

To make him unable to move at all, ordinary high-level people can't do it, at least it needs a cultivation base of Jindan monk or above.

"However, before the little girl left, she left a word for Yaoshi Yang."

King Yan suddenly remembered something and said quickly.

"What?" Yang Fan's face froze.

(Second update)

(End of this chapter)