Chapter 37: Bursting Out of the Water

  "You can go now, it's settled like this." Li Yuexiang said with a smile.

  Yang Fan was slightly entangled and left Li Yuefeng's room, with a faint whisper that seemed to still linger in his ears, making his heart beat faster.

  Just as he walked out of the room, Xing Lao'er came up to greet him and asked: "Yang Yao Shi, how is my fifth sister's injury?"

  "It's perfectly healed." Yang Fan smiled and said.

  Having said that, he was ready to leave.

  "Wait a minute." Xing Lao Er suddenly stopped Yang Fan, and said with a smile that was not quite a smile: "Besides treating Wu Mei's injury, did the medicine master chat with Yuesha about something else or do something else?"

  Yang Fan's face was strange, and he said, "Of course, what's so strange about that?"

  This time it was Xing Lao Er's turn to be stunned, Yang Fan's answer seemed so natural.

  "As a doctor, apart from treating injuries, one must also have a comprehensive understanding of the patient's condition."

  Yang Fan explained patiently.

  Having said that, he bid farewell to Xing lao'er and walked towards the main hall.

  "This is strange..."

  Xing Lao Er still didn't understand what was meant by "a more comprehensive understanding of the injured person's condition".

  As he walked out of the room, Yang Fan let out a light sigh and thought back to Li Yuefeng's whispers in his ear. He shook his head and silently said, "Forget it, if not for improving my cultivation, I wouldn't have ended up on this path."

  This time, he consecutively healed two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, and his cultivation rose again. At this rate, it won't be long before he advances to the middle stage of Qi Refining.

  At this moment, Yang Fan faintly heard Xing Laoer walking into the room and Li Yuefeng's voice in conversation.

  His mind stirred, and in an instant he entered that strange realm where he merged with his surroundings. The threads of life that flowed through the space around him, every gust of wind, every breath, every heartbeat, were so clear in his mind.

  Within a radius of sixty zhang, any wind blowing or grass falling is under his control and cannot escape his senses.

  "Wu Mei, did that pharmacist take advantage of you?"

  Xing Lao Er asked.

  "Hmph, even if he had a hundred times more courage, he wouldn't dare take advantage of me."

  Li Yuesheng's slightly cold voice came over.

  ……

  Yang Fan smiled slightly and walked into the hall he had been in before.

  As soon as he entered the door, he seemed to hear a "whooshing" sound, and almost everyone's gaze was fixed on Yang Fan's face.

  More eyes are filled with warmth, jealousy and other gazes.

  "Calm down, calm down."

  Yang Fan was unmoved by this, his eyes calm as water, and no matter how these people looked at him, he remained unflappable.

  "Sit up straight and walk upright, having done no shameful deeds, then you won't fear ghosts knocking on your door."

  Yang Fan walked into the hall with an extremely natural expression, directly ignoring all the gazes that carried various meanings.

  Seeing Yang Fan's so righteous expression, the surrounding monks couldn't help but reveal a disappointed look.

  They thought Yang Fan would show a guilty and embarrassed expression, but they still underestimated Yang's calmness.

  Yang Fang had just sat down on the couch when the color monk came over, smiling and saying: "Young man, be honest with me. With your speed, treating such a minor injury should not take so long."

  After saying that, he quietly set up a soundproof seal around him.

  This soundproofing can only block the external transmission of sound, but it cannot isolate the invasion of divine consciousness. However, everyone on the scene is in the realm of refining Qi, and their divine consciousness cannot leave their bodies.

  "Is it a long time?" Yang Fan smiled slightly, "I just chatted with them for a little while."

  "Alas!" Color Precepts Monk shook his head, with a look of being very disappointed, saying: "From my experience of having seen countless women, this woman should be the type who is cold on the outside but hot on the inside. On the surface, she's as cold as ice and frost, extremely proud, but deep down in her heart, she's actually very empty."

  Yang Fan couldn't help but look at Suo Xing and Shang Shan with a different gaze after hearing this.

  As he was about to leave, Li Yuexiang whispered softly in his ear, and he became even more convinced of the conclusion reached by Colorful and Shang.

  "Let me tell you another secret, this 'Ice Lily' is still 100% virgin, hehe, what I said earlier was just to provoke her a bit. Because in the past few days, a playboy tried to take advantage of her and almost succeeded, which left a shadow in her heart."

  The monk's expression was somewhat complicated as he said this: "Unfortunately, that chick is not easy to get, I'm not lucky enough to enjoy it, but I think you have a chance."

  Yang Fan's face showed a strange expression, this guy is a big monk, how can he have such ** thoughts.

  "You're not that unfulfilled pervert, are you?"

  Yang Fan was speechless and said perfunctorily.

  Then, Color Precepts and the monk's face changed greatly, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they glanced around, hastily making a "shh" sound to Yang Fan.

  "Can't be you, right?"

  Yang Fan almost burst out laughing at the sight of Jian He's flustered and nervous appearance.

  "Little brother, please keep this matter confidential for me."

  The monk beside him begged for mercy.

  "Alright, I won't spread the word about this." Yang Fan didn't want to offend Se Jie and Shang, a late-stage Qi-refining cultivator, but couldn't help advising:

  "However, from a doctor's perspective, Yang wants to advise you. At present, you are only at the stage of refining your qi, and have just entered the threshold of cultivating immortality. If you become too infatuated with women, not only will you be unable to attain the way of longevity, but even your hundred-year lifespan will be greatly reduced."

  The abbot of the Temple of the Colorful Vow also knew that Yang Fan's words were reasonable, and sighed: "The way to live forever is not something that ordinary people like us can aspire to. Don't mention the Golden Elixir and the Original Infant, even the stage of Condensing the Spirit is a barrier that we will find difficult to break through in our entire lives. Since this is the case, why not enjoy ourselves during these short hundred years?"

  "The most feared thing in cultivation is losing faith. If a fellow practitioner has even a thread of conviction, they will necessarily have a glimmer of hope."

  Yang Fan said in a calm tone.

  Since he cultivated the "Xianhong Decree", his heart has been calm and green, not arrogant or impatient, not slow or hasty, on the path to enlightenment, he has formed his own way.

  "Monk, I will definitely listen and remember what the pharmacist said."

  The monk let out a soft sigh and suddenly realized that the pharmacist in front of him was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.

  Even with Yang Fan's company, this big lecher also has a good impression, and is even ashamed of himself.

  He used to hate pretty boys the most back then.

  After chatting for a while, Sujata and Shang walked away, and Yang Fan began to close his eyes and breathe.

  As time passed bit by bit, during this period, many cultivators also entered the hall, all of whom were great calculators going to "Xiuyu Pavilion".

  The sun sets at dusk, and the sky is getting late.

  At this moment, five people walked out of "Tian Xing Zhou", including Li Yuefeng, who Yang Fan had met before, and the old men Xin Er and Ma Lao San.

  The other two were an old man with white hair and a young man in brocade, the former being simple and honest, while the latter had a slightly arrogant look on his face.

  Yang Fan couldn't see through the old man's cultivation, but the brocade-robed youth was a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

  A row of five people, all of whom were cultivators at or above the late stage of Qi Refining.

  "In half a time's work, 'Tian Xing Zhou' will set off. Everyone present, please follow us to Qing Jiang River."

  The young man in brocade stood out and spoke, his eyes scanning the crowd on the scene, saying lightly.

  After that, the five young people in brocade robes led more than a hundred cultivators on the field out of the hall and walked along a slightly dark corridor for several miles.

  After passing through the passage, a cool breeze blew in. Yang Fan took a look and saw that it was the turbulent "Qingjiang River" before his eyes.

  "Old Master, summon the 'Tian Xing Zhou'." The young man in brocade said to the old man with a respectful face.

  The old man nodded and came to the vicinity of Qingjiang River.

  The old man inhaled, concentrated his spirit, and intertwined his hands. Strands of spiritual light floated on his body, jumping between his fingers, and mysterious symbols drifted in the air as he muttered obscure incantations.

  A moment later, a surge of waves burst forth from the nearby river, with a mighty momentum.

  At that moment, an additional sword-shaped silver token appeared in the old man's hand, and he injected his magical power into it, whispering:

  "Look!"

  Boom!

  The river water was split in two, extending dozens of meters deep.

  Immediately, a huge iron-clad barge emerged from under the river water, just like a prehistoric giant beast.

  The surface of this ark is shrouded in a mysterious blue glow, isolating the river water outside.

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