Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 283 Where to Go
"Uncle Lin is right. The Dongfang family was not a good guy back then. I didn't expect that it would still be like this after going abroad."

Wang Jian nodded and said that the reason why he and Yang Zhiyuan separated back then was because he was ambushed by the Dongfang family. He hated the Dongfang family and didn't have the slightest affection for him. He was the happiest when he found out that the Dongfang family was uprooted.

At the same time, it also deepened Wang Jian's admiration for Zhao Yifan, the little uncle.

After all, Old Man Dongfang and Yang Zhiyuan have been fighting for decades, and both sides have nothing to do with each other. In the end, Old Man Dongfang has gained the upper hand by relying on "Bloodthirsty Gu".

However, in front of Zhao Yifan, the old man Dongfang had no room to fight back, crushing him was like crushing an ant to death.

"That's why we have organizations like the Taoist Administration."

Zhao Yifan understood other meanings in Lin's old saying, smiled, and said: "With restraint, some people dare not do anything wrong."

"Yes."

Mr. Lin understood Zhao Yifan's meaning, smiled, and thought to himself, saying these words by himself is actually a bit redundant for Zhao Yifan. Although his junior brother is not very old, he is very clear about these things .

However, what happened in the Latin country spread to the ears of some high-level officials, and they still have some ideas, especially for Zhao Yifan.

After all, Zhao Yifan's cultivation was really terrifying.

As far as the current domestic Taoist world is concerned, apart from those ancient sects that are hidden from the world, Zhao Yifan is definitely No. 1.

If it weren't for Zhao Yifan's position as the elder of the Xuanmen Administration, and at the last Xuanmen meeting, he proved to the Xuanmen Administration that he had always followed the rules, the higher authorities would have wanted to control Zhao Yifan.

However, after considering many aspects and carefully inquiring about Zhao Yifan's affairs, the higher-ups finally gave up this idea.

For people like Zhao Yifan, as long as you don't provoke him, everything will be fine.

What's more, because Zhao Yifan also has no ambitions here, let alone greed for power, even the position of elder of the Xuanmen Administration Bureau was requested by Mr. Lin, so he agreed to take it.

"Yifan."

Mr. Lin thought for a while, then changed the subject, and asked tentatively, "Senior brother is back this time too, next, do you have any plans?"

This sentence immediately made Zhao Yifan a little confused.

When he came down the mountain, his biggest purpose was to fulfill his master's last wish and bring his brother Yang Zhiyuan back. Right now, this thing that Zhao Yifan has been thinking about all the time has been completed. Next, he has to do something, He really didn't think about it.

Seeing Zhao Yifan groaning silently, Elder Lin smiled.

He looked at the lush forest in the distance, and said softly: "Yifan, I know that you are a person who has no desires and desires, and you have no interest in rights. There's something to be done after all, right? You'd better think about it."

"Well, I know brother."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said with a smile, "I will think about it carefully."

Wang Jian, who was at the side, turned his head inadvertently, and saw Yang Zhiyuan on the other side of the tombstone, lying on the ground at some point, and was startled: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yifan and Lin Lao turned their heads subconsciously and were also taken aback.

Arriving at Yang Zhiyuan's side in one stride, Zhao Yifan took a look, and his heart became clear, and he said to the anxious Wang Jian and Elder Lin: "Senior Brother Yang is fine, it's just that the sadness in his body has affected the hidden disease in his body. "As he said, he stretched out his hand to press several acupuncture points on Yang Zhiyuan's body, and said, "He will wake up in a while."

"Hidden disease?"

Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately noticed what Zhao Yifan said, and asked anxiously, "Uncle Zhao, what hidden illness does my master have?"

"Heart."

Zhao Yifan told Elder Lin and Wang Jian about Yang Zhiyuan being hit by the "Bloodthirsty Gu" and fighting against it for more than ten years, and said, "...that bloodthirsty Gu has been in Senior Brother Yang's body for decades, although it used to be Senior Brother Yang has been suppressing it with spiritual energy, but later due to the decline in his cultivation, the bloodthirsty gu began to devour his internal organs."

When the two heard this, they were shocked. Elder Lin quickly asked, "Yifan, what should we do? Do you have a solution?"

"Have."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the reason why Senior Brother Yang was not treated at that time was because he was in the Latin country and he was coming back soon. This kind of injury can't be cured in a short time, so I think I'll wait until I come back." Later, I will treat Brother Yang again."

"As long as you have a way."

Elder Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "If you need any medicinal materials or things, just ask."

"In terms of medicinal materials, I really need some."

Zhao Yifan thought for a while and said, "I want an old ginseng that is about a century old. This thing cannot be bought in ordinary pharmacies. Please, brother, think of a way."

"It's simple."

Elder Lin agreed without hesitation, and said with a smile, "I'll have someone bring it to you in a few days."

While talking, Yang Zhiyuan woke up faintly, opened his eyes, and saw three people around him, he thought for a while, then he understood, shook his head, stood up with Wang Jian's support, and said: "I was unconscious just now. , Did it startle you?"

"Yes, Master."

Wang Jian nodded hastily, and persuaded him: "You are injured, so you didn't say a word. I was shocked just now. If Master Zhao didn't know about it, we would have died of panic."

Yang Zhiyuan smiled faintly, waved his hands and said, "This injury... is actually nothing."

"Brother."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said: "Don't forget, I took your pulse. I know exactly what your injury is like. In fact, it's nothing. I'm sure that you will fully recover within a month."

"what?"

Yang Zhiyuan shook his body, looked at Zhao Yifan in disbelief, and said repeatedly: "Junior brother, are you sure? I know my injury, the bloodthirsty gu has been slowly devouring my internal organs, and now my heart valve has been damaged How can this kind of injury be healed?"

Humans are not geckos, and they do not have the ability to regenerate their tails, especially the internal organs. Once damaged, it is irreparable, and it is impossible to re-grow them.

Because of this, Yang Zhiyuan was surprised by Zhao Yifan's words.

"Brother, don't forget, I am a Yin-Yang cultivation base."

Zhao Yifan smiled faintly, "Dividing yin and yang, life and death... In the eyes of other doctors, there is absolutely nothing you can do about your injury. They can only give you a diagnosis plan for recuperation, but senior brother, our Dan Fu sect uses medicine as a way of life, I have A way to get you back to normal."

"Hahaha, junior brother, you are right."

Yang Zhiyuan was shocked immediately, he was aware of his injury, although Zhao Yifan cleared the bloodthirsty gu, but the organs that were swallowed and injured by the bloodthirsty gu did not recover, now that Zhao Yifan said so, then He must be [-]% sure.

"Senior Brother Yang, you are still injured, why don't we go back and rest?"

Elder Lin said to Yang Zhiyuan with concern.

Yang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at the master's tombstone, and said in a deep voice, "Alright, Yifan, where did you live before?"

"follow me."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "It's not far from here."

After leading the three of them for about a few hundred meters, several simple cabins appeared in front of them.

Pushing open the door, a cloud of dust rustled down from the door. There are no home appliances in the house. The decoration is very simple. There are only two beds, a table, and a few chairs. After Zhao Yifan left, there was no one here. Come, so there is a thin layer of dust everywhere in the house.

Yang Zhiyuan stared blankly at the room, a little lost in thought. Similarly, seeing all the familiar things, Zhao Yifan couldn't help seeing things and thinking about others. In a daze, he seemed to be able to see Master Li Xiao sitting on the chair by the table, slowly drinking tea. look.

"call……"

Yang Zhiyuan came back to his senses, let out a sigh of relief, and said sadly: "I will live here from now on."

"Master, do you want to live here?"

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment.

"Yes."

Yang Zhiyuan nodded, smiled faintly, turned around and walked to the chair, stretched out his hand to wipe off the floating dust, sat down and said, "I came back from Latin this time, and I just wanted to stay with Master's grave for the rest of my life. Do my best..." He couldn't help sighing again after saying that.

Wang Jian hesitated for a moment, nodded and said seriously: "Then I will stay here with you."

"Alright."

Yang Zhiyuan smiled, and said with relief: "However, you'd better deal with the matter on Xiangjiang Island first, and then come to accompany me."

"Well, I know Master."

Wang Jian nodded. He also has family members in Xiangjiang Island. If he decides to stay here in the future, he must go back and make it clear, so as not to worry his family members.

Next, Mr. Lin and Wang Jian stayed here for three days before leaving separately.

Mr. Lin always went back to the capital city to find century-old ginseng for Yang Zhiyuan. In addition, it was impossible for him to live here for a long time, and his family would not agree.

As for Wang Jian, he went back and told his family members.

Zhao Yifan and Yang Zhiyuan were the only two brothers left on the mountain.

late at night.

A bright moon hangs in the night sky like a silver plate, and the cold moonlight falls down.

Yang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and meditated, with the jade tablet of the Taiyin Spirit Gathering Formation placed beside him. This place is deserted and full of vitality. In addition, there is a magic weapon that practitioners dream of. Yang Zhiyuan can do more with less.

Zhao Yifan stood not far away, like a statue carved from stone, condescending, overlooking the distant mountains.

Since stepping into the Yin-Yang Realm, Zhao Yifan found that he was always stagnant at the first level of the Yin-Yang Realm. No matter how he practiced, it seemed that he had made no progress except for the more refined aura.

Zhao Yifan estimated that something went wrong.

(End of this chapter)