"Huh? This little girl has a weak aura and a turbulent soul. She is really weird. Is there any sect in the current world of cultivation that is proficient in soul attacks?"

Taoist Yunlong quickly noticed Xia Zining's injuries, frowned slightly, and said a little puzzled.

Then, he took out an elixir from his storage bag and said, "Young friend Yang, if you don't mind me working hard in front of a world-famous doctor like you, this elixir may be able to cure the injury of your confidante."

"How can you dislike it? If Taoist Master Yunlong takes action, it must be a good thing. I am very grateful."

Yang Yunfan immediately took the elixir as if he had seen a treasure.

Who is Taoist Master Yunlong? If he was not sure, how could he take out this elixir?

Sure enough, Yang Yunfan felt it for a moment and found that there was a gentle power emitting from the elixir.

Just by holding it in his hand, he felt his soul calm down. If he took it, it would definitely heal Xia Zining's injuries.

"Zi Ning, come and take this pill."

He thanked Taoist Priest Yunlong slightly, and then asked Xia Zining to take the elixir.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest Yunlong." Although Xia Zining has never met Taoist Yunlong, Taoist Yunlong has a great reputation and is known to everyone in the world of cultivation. Naturally, she can trust the elixirs of such senior masters. Even if she will

Pill, swallow it.

In just a moment, she felt sleepy coming over her, her eyelids became extremely heavy, and she slowly fell asleep.

Seeing this, Yang Yunfan was not nervous, but admired him very much: "The Taoist priest's elixir is indeed miraculous! It made Zi Ning fall asleep so quickly. It should be noted that the best way to nourish the human soul is deep sleep.

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"No, no, compared to Yang Xiaoyou, your [Underworld Poison Pill] that turns decay into magic, my skills are nothing more than trivial skills. I can't even mention them." Taoist Priest Yunlong was very happy to see Yang Yunfan respecting him. But on his face, he was dissatisfied.

He waved his hands and said a few words of modesty.

Several disciples coming from Qingcheng Mountain were already stunned.

I don’t know where this young man came from. His flattery is so aboveboard and his skills are so vulgar and inferior. But why does the Patriarch look so happy?

Seeing that his disciples looked strange, Taoist Master Yunlong coughed, and his face regained its former majesty. He waved to them and said, "You guys, come here and see Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang is a descendant of Moyunya and a direct descendant of the ancient Taoist sect. He is also the number one miracle doctor in China. His benevolent heart and wonderful skills can save the world's suffering. I have not admired many people in my life. Mr. Yang, although he is not old, is worth it.

admire."

"I've met Mr. Yang!" After hearing Taoist Yunlong's introduction, several disciples were in awe of Yang Yunfan and came over to salute one by one.

Miracle doctor Yang Yunfan!

In the first year of his life, he has shone like a superstar, and news and news about him can be seen everywhere.

Especially at the Zhong Family in Longshou Mountain, Yang Yunfan used the extremely poisonous elixir rarely seen in the world, [Huangquan Poison Elixir] to cure the poison of the weird [Moluo Secret Flower]. In the past six months, he has become a cultivator.

A classic example that practitioners of alchemy from all major sects in the world cannot avoid.

Fighting fire with fire is easy to say, but it is the most difficult thing to do!

It is necessary to be proficient in the pharmacology of various mutually reinforcing and incompatible medicines, to master the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials meticulously, and to have the ability to calculate the amounts as accurately as a computer.

Each of these conditions is difficult to achieve without decades of effort.

And the miracle doctor Yang Yunfan is only in his early twenties!

What a gift!

No wonder, even the Patriarch, who always had a higher eye than himself, favored him so much.

After a pause, Taoist Master Yunlong said again: "Oh, I almost forgot to mention that in addition to being a miracle doctor, Mr. Yang also has good cultivation. Along the way, didn't you keep asking me about Yang Yunfan, the Heavenly Sword, and his appearance and cultivation?

How about it? Now, the real person is here, but you are all mute!"

"What?"

Hearing this, all the disciples thought that their ears were hallucinating.

The genius doctor Yang Yunfan and the Heavenly Sword Yang Yunfan have the same name and surname not just by coincidence, but rather, these two people are basically the same person?

Real or fake?

One is an elegant and knowledgeable doctor who studies the properties of various medicinal materials and is a master of elixirs who searches for formulas in ancient books all day long...

One is a domineering and ruthless swordsman, who has no regrets when using his swords. He has learned the most powerful swordsmanship in the world through his lifetime experience, and is an unparalleled strong man...

These two identities are actually the same person?

Is it the young man in front of me who looks to be in his early twenties, handsome and unrestrained, and always has a faint smile on his lips?

If they hadn't known that Taoist Master Yunlong never joked, they would have really wanted to shout: "Grandmaster, we are still young and it is our first time to go out to practice. Don't lie to us!"

Yang Yunfan saw the shocked expressions on these people's faces, falling into extreme self-doubt and self-denial.

He has encountered this kind of situation too much in the past few days, and he has become somewhat accustomed to it. At this time, he just smiled lightly and said: "What is your name, Mr. Yang? You are too foreign. I and the Taoist priest and you guys

The disciples are about the same age, if they don't mind, just call me Brother Yang."

When Taoist Master Yunlong heard this, he waved his hands and said seriously: "Seniority is a great gift, but it cannot be messed up. I call you Yang Xiaoyou, how can they call you big brother? After a few days, several other old guys came,

If you are so casual and they are so powerful that dozens of disciples stand behind you, young and old, from fifty to fifteen years old, and they all call you big brother then? That would be really chaotic."

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan no longer insisted, and laughed and said: "Since the Taoist priest insists on this, it's okay to call him Mr. Yang. It doesn't mean he calls me old."

After a pause, Yang Yunfan's expression became serious and he said: "By the way, Taoist Master, there is something I want to ask you about. It's about the Kunlun Death Valley. I don't know, can you help me clear up my confusion?"

Taoist Master Yunlong looked around and saw that many cultivators from all over the world were looking at him, which was quite eye-catching.

"This matter is a long story... Let's go into the room and talk!"

He waved his sleeves and motioned for Yang Yunfan to follow him to the main hall to talk.

"Miss Chen, please help me take care of Zi Ning." Yang Yunfan nodded, and then handed Xia Zi Ning to Chen Xiaoning, a disciple of Wanshen Palace. The latter naturally did not shirk and helped Xia Zi Ning to the side room to rest.

Upon seeing this, Yang Yunfan came to the main hall with peace of mind.

At this time, Taoist Master Yunlong had already dismissed his disciples and asked them to guard around the main hall to prevent anyone from peeking in. His posture was very solemn.

Yang Yunfan felt a little strange when he saw this, but he kept silent, walked in, and then took out a fluorescent plant with four square petals, like a big windmill, and a hint of eerie aura throughout its body.

, handed it over and said: "Taoist Priest Yunlong, this is the soul-nourishing grass that Zi Ning found in the Valley of Death."

"I have only seen this soul-nurturing grass in classics before. In addition, what makes me even more surprised is that there is a strange black wind near this soul-nurturing grass, which is full of the breath of ghosts, but its concentration is extremely high.

It is hundreds of times stronger than ordinary ghosts. Moreover, it can erode the souls of Foundation Establishment monks. This is something I have never seen before."

"Taoist Priest, do you know what that strange wind is?"

Yang Yunfan looked at Taoist Yunlong with some expectation.

Taoist Master Yunlong is very old. It is said that he was born in the Republic of China. Now calculated, he is at least eighty or ninety years old, maybe a hundred years old.

He is very old and has a high level of cultivation, so he is naturally well-informed.

"I have never seen that strange wind, so I don't know. However, I have seen this kind of grass."

Taoist Master Yunlong held the soul-nurturing grass in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while. There was a hint of sadness in his expression, as if he was thinking of some sad things in the past.

"Oh? Where have you seen it?"

Yang Yunfan looked at Taoist Yunlong with excitement.

His thirst for knowledge has always been very strong, and he is very curious about this kind of spiritual grass that he has never seen before.

Taoist Master Yunlong didn't reply, but Yang Yunfan saw that under his sleeves and robes, his big hands clenched his fists tightly, and his expression became a little ferocious.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said: "Eighty years ago, the Japanese invaders invaded China, China was in ruins, and the mountains and rivers wept with blood. At that time, I was still young, but my memory is very profound. At that time, both sides of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers were everywhere.

They are all this kind of soul-nourishing grass..."
Chapter completed!