Xianhong Road

Chapter 70 Legacy Envelope
"The injury on your body is no longer a serious problem. There are still a few healing elixir here, which are designed to treat internal injuries. Take it."

Yang Fan said lightly, took out a few panaceas from the storage bag, and handed them to Lin Zhong.

"Thank you son!" Lin Zhong was very grateful, but also very surprised: "Your treatment just now, sir, is so brilliant, it is simply a miracle, the injury that would have taken a year and a half to recover, was cured by you all at once. .”

Yang Fan simply sat beside him and put his hands on Lin Zhong's meridian. After a while, he pondered: "I don't have the spell to heal internal injuries yet. This panacea can only speed up the recovery of internal injuries. Now You start to absorb the power of the elixir, and I will help you with my kung fu."

Lin Zhong was a little embarrassed: "Young master, you have already treated most of my injuries, and the rest only needs to be recuperated for a while, so why do you need to consume your vitality. If Fatty Li or Hu Banxian and others come to find fault during this period, what should I do? How to do it?"

Yang Fan snorted softly: "I hope they will come to your door and deal with these things together after your injury is healed."

Faintly, there was a fierce and murderous aura about his body, which made Lin Zhong uneasy.

Afterwards, Lin Zhong sat cross-legged, transported Qi to his dantian, and began to digest the medicinal effect of the healing elixir.

In fact, with Lin Zhong's previous injuries, if he were an ordinary powerful monk, he would be able to recover from his injuries within a month or two if he took some elixir.However, as a casual cultivator, he is lucky to be able to cultivate to the Qi refining stage, where can he find some good quality healing elixir.

Yang Fan has some capital in his hands, some of which were bestowed by his master and Yang Jiabao before, and some of which are obtained from his trip this time.

After the medical hall is stabilized, Yang Fan will start alchemy. He has a large number of materials and medicinal materials in his hand, including a lot of rare materials. He can already refine some precious elixir in the "Alchemy Chapter".

Yang Fan's eyes were closed tightly, and the mist of life in his body turned into a trickle, entering Lin Zhong's body, and soon came to the internal injury, assisting the medicinal power to recover from the injury.At the same time, the trickle of life mist was also nourishing and recovering Lin Zhong's injuries.

About half an hour later, Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief and withdrew his hand, with some beads of sweat on his forehead.

Lin Zhong opened his eyes one step later, his complexion was rosy, and his complexion returned to normal.

With a "teng", he stood up, his eyes were piercing, full of fighting spirit: "Young master, with you joining this time, we don't have to be afraid of Fatty Li and Hu Banxian."

Now, his injuries have healed, and he is full of fighting spirit.

"calm down."

Yang Fan stood beside him with his hands behind his back, but his face was as calm as before.

"My lord, what do you mean..."

Lin Zhong was a little confused, should Yang Fan still endure it.

"I have a few magical artifacts here, you have time to refine them."

Yang Fan took out three artifacts from the storage bag: a small bell, a small red sword, and a blue bead

Lin Zhong's eyes lit up when he saw these three magical artifacts. As a casual cultivator, it is rare for him to have one or two magical artifacts in his hands.

However, after concentrating on discerning the quality and grade of the magic weapon, he stared blankly for a moment, and said ecstatically, "My lord, these are all high-grade magic weapons, you want to...give them all to me?"

Lin Zhong couldn't believe it, these were three top-grade magic weapons, and even ordinary late Qi refining monks might not possess magic weapons of this level.

Moreover, the magic weapon given by Yang Fan is very comprehensive.The little bell is a defensive magic weapon, and it also possesses certain offensive powers. The red little sword is obviously a fire-type attack magic weapon, and its attack power is fierce.

As for the blue bead, Lin Zhong guessed that it was an auxiliary magic weapon, but he couldn't guess the function of the bead.

"Hehe, since you want to go to war, why don't you prepare weapons? With all the broken metal on your body, you still want to compete with a rich monk like Fatty Li?"

Yang Fan said with a half-smile.

"Thank you, young master, thank you very much, young master!"

Lin Zhong was extremely pleasantly surprised, and invisibly felt a kind of admiration and gratitude for Yang Fan.

As a casual cultivator, he only has one or two poor-quality magic weapons that are barely complete, and he doesn't even have a complete set of exercises.

However, Yang Fan gave him what was lacking. The previous two sets of cultivation methods made his hard work accumulated over the years play a role, and his cultivation base improved a lot. Only one step away.

At this moment, Yang Fan even gave him the incomparably precious high-grade spiritual weapon, so why not make Lin Zhong feel grateful and anxious.

However, how did he know that Yang Fan at this moment is rich in capital and even has several spirit weapons in his hand.Except for the Qingfeng sword and the blue bricks.Before leaving in Yihe Village, the hunchbacked old man even gave him a very spiritual personal spiritual weapon.

"You rest at home for a few days and refine these spiritual weapons. As for the medical center, leave it to me for the time being."

Yang Fan bid farewell to Lin Zhong, and then hurriedly headed home.

Before he got home, Yang Fan entered the omniscient mode, and found that his mother and younger sister were at home, and Nan Gongyu hadn't left at Tie Niu's house next door, and was teaching his disciples martial arts carefully.

The door of the house was still closed, and Yang Fan didn't bother to knock on the door, he floated into the other courtyard like a feather.

Three steps in parallel, Yang Fan walked into the main room, just in time to see his younger sister Yang Huixin doing housework.

"Who is it..." From the corner of Yang Huixin's eyes, he saw a figure, and his heart skipped a beat, but when he saw the face of the person, he exclaimed, and his pretty face bloomed like a lotus.

"Big brother!"

Yang Huixin exclaimed, with tears shining in her bright eyes, she put down the furniture in her hands, and threw herself directly into Yang Fan's arms.

After a while, mother Yang also came out of the room. She was very pleased to see Yang Fan come back, and said with a smile, "My son, you are finally back. Huixin, you are not a child anymore, and you are still relying on your brother... ..."

Yang Huixin's pretty face was flushed, and she glanced at her eldest brother with her flexible and gentle eyes, before turning her head and entering her boudoir.

Yang Fan glanced at her thoughtfully, guessing that his sister didn't tell his mother about what happened to Fatty Li before.But she was greatly wronged in her heart, and she lost her composure when she saw her back.

"Fan'er, just after you left Wuliu Town that day, your younger brother rushed over eagerly in the afternoon, wondering what he wanted from you," Yang said.

"What? Brother looking for me?"

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, that day when he had just left, his younger brother came looking for him, what would happen?
It stands to reason that he has been reduced to a useless person, and it seems difficult to have any intersection with the world of cultivating immortals. If his younger brother finds him, the only possibility is...

Yang Fan suddenly had some guesses in his mind. If he became a useless person, then the magic pills and spiritual weapons in his hands would be useless, and his younger brother Yang Lei happened to lack these things.

In fact, younger brother Yang Lei's aptitude is not much worse than Yang Fan's, but in the previous ten years of cultivation, he was not as hardworking as him, and he was even obsessed with female sex for a while.

"I don't know why Lei'er is looking for you, but he stayed at home for a day for the first time, and then told us that if you come back, he will ask you to go to Yangjiabao to find him."

Yang said.

"Oh, I see." Yang Fan had some music in his mind, and after chatting with his mother for a few words, he walked into his younger sister Huixin's boudoir.

Simple layout, a touch of warm fragrance, this is Yang Huixin's boudoir.

"Brother." Yang Hui got up with a hearty heart. After not seeing her for a month and a half, Yang Fan found that his sister's beauty became more and more beautiful, her black eyebrows looked like distant mountains, and her bright eyes were as gentle as water.

"What else do you have to do, keep it from my brother and mother, my brother just went to Lin Zhong's house."

Yang Fan saw these changes in his eyes, but his voice was extremely calm, and he looked at the slim and charming Xiaojiabiyu in front of him.

"Brother, you already know..."

Yang Hui couldn't help but burst into tears, and threw herself into the arms of her eldest brother with a look of grievance, sobbing non-stop.

Yang Fan waited quietly and comforted her patiently. After she calmed down, he asked again: "Then Fatty Li didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No..." Yang Huixin blushed: "The third younger brother has also become an important training target in the family. With him around, Fatty Li would not dare to attack me. It's just that Brother Lin has suffered so much for me... ..."

"By the way, after my brother left that time, I left a letter and a jade pendant for my brother."

Yang Huixin got off the bed in the boudoir, carefully took out a wooden box, took out a letter and a crystal blue jade pendant.

Yang Fan took the two things, opened the envelope, and found that the handwriting on it was indeed left by his younger brother.

"Brother, when you see this envelope, my life has already undergone a great turning point. One day, my younger brother will wash away all the humiliation that my elder brother suffered in Yangjiabao..."

Yang Fan looked at the contents of the letter, and found that the font became more and more arrogant and unrestrained, just like the soaring dragon.

But seeing the back, Yang Fan's expression changed, and his younger sister Huixin was left to watch alone.

After a while, he clenched his hands tightly, trembling slightly, and his complexion became even more cloudy...

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(Second watch arrives, my ticket...)
(End of this chapter)