: The Palace of King of Yan

With that uproar and amazement, the entire monks of "Cuiweiju" were alarmed.

"One hundred spirit stones? I heard it right..."

Cheng Laoxian's body stiffened, his face full of surprise and doubt, staring at Yang Fan.

"You... were you wrong?" Master Xu Fu said in disbelief. Who would think that there were too many spiritual stones in this world?

Not only these two people were questioning, but the other monks watching were also in the same mood.

The field was silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Yang Fan's face, waiting for his confirmation.

"Are I not saying it clearly enough?" Yang Fan emphasized his tone and said lightly: "According to the previous agreement, one hundred spirit stones."

"This 'Purple Blue Hair Brush' belongs to Yang, and I have the final say to whom I sell it."

The voice was filled with a hint of inverted indifference and determination, which made everyone understand that this was not a slip of the tongue, but a true fact.

"Yang Yaoshi really keeps his promises. I did not misunderstand the person!"

Laoxian Cheng was ecstatic and had a certain recognition of Yang Fan's character.

At the same time, he felt a little moved. If Yang Fan did not abide by his trust and put interests first, then his face today would be lost.

Afterwards, the two immediately made a deal, and Yang Fan handed over the purple-green brush to Cheng Laoxian, who also traded Yang Fan's 100 spirit stones.

Master Xu Fu saw the two of them in his eyes, his face was extremely gloomy, he stared at Yang Fan for a few glances, a cold light burst out from his eyes, and then left in disappointment.

Although Yang Fan turned his back to Master Xu, he could still clearly feel Master Xu's implicit murderous gaze.

"A little Qi Refining Cultivator..." He sneered in his heart, not taking this matter to heart.

After the Fu Bi storm ended, everyone dispersed. Yang Fan and Cheng Laoxian had a great chat, and the relationship between the two couldn't help but step closer.

Originally, Old Xian Cheng wanted to add fifty spirit stones to Yang Fan, but he refused.

"Old Cheng, have you forgotten the agreement between us?" Yang Fan said lightly.

"Haha... Of course I remember this." Cheng Laoxian nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Using my connections in Kyoto, it is easy to find a guest or distinguished guest for Yang Yaoshi, and I don't know the specific requirements of my friend."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said frankly: "I came to Kyoto not to serve a certain force, so as to gain enjoyment or vital benefits in the world. Yang's ultimate goal was to open a fairy world clinic, so he needed a certain force to be his backer. Therefore, this force should be stronger..."

When Yang Fan said this, he did not even set a soundproof ban, because it was not necessary at all.

All the things he did were righteous and open. Opening a clinic would only benefit the world of immortal cultivation and would not affect the interests of many people.

However, who can guess the real purpose of his opening of a clinic?

"Friends of Taoism, the most powerful force in this Kyoto is the four major immortal cultivation families, "Yuwen, Chu, Yang, and Lin". However, this is probably a bit difficult, Yaoshi Yang can go back and discuss it in detail."

Mr. Cheng said with a smile.

"I've been troubled by Mr. Cheng. I just came to Kyoto, so I'm not in a hurry."

Yang Fan nodded.

"Give me some time and I will do my best to do my best to get it done for you."

Cheng Laoxian was confident that he had the cultivation of Qi Refining Great Perfection. He had lived in Kyoto for so many years and had a wide connection, so it was impossible for him to do so.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Laoxian invited Yang Fan to his humble house.

When Yang Fan heard the words of the humble house, he thought it was Cheng Laoxian's home, but after he arrived at the place, he was very surprised.

"Yan Prince's Mansion?!"

Yang Fan looked at the magnificent mansion in front of him and was stunned.

Immediately, he immediately understood.

"Haha, I joined the 'Yan Prince's Mansion' half a year ago and became a guest servant of the royal palace."

Old Xian Cheng looked a little proud.

"I see."

Yang Fan nodded and looked at the glorious royal palace. He felt that there was a faint sense of domineering aura here, and he didn't know where it came from.

He thought to himself: "It seems that this 'Yan Prince's Mansion' is not simple either."

With curiosity, Yang Fan followed Cheng's old immortal grandson and grandson to enter the Yan Prince's Mansion.

When the guards at the door of the mansion saw that Cheng Laoxian came over, they bowed and asked about Yang Fan's identity.

"Yang Yaoshi is my friend, and he may become a guest servant in the royal palace in the future."

Laoxian Cheng just said lightly and brought Yang Fan into the mansion. It seemed that his status in the palace was quite low.

"How does Master Yang feel about this royal mansion?" Cheng Laoxian did not remind the owner of the royal mansion to be in Beijing, but asked with a smile.

“The view here is nice.”

Yang Fan nodded, and this answer made Old Xian Cheng speechless.

"The owner of the Yan Prince's Mansion is the younger brother of the current emperor, Yuwen Lie." Cheng Laoxian said with a smile.

Yang Fan was moved by it: "In this way, isn't this the territory of the Yuwen family?"

"No, those who rule the secular world are not cultivators, but must be mortals. This is the law of the immortal world for thousands of years. The real Yuwen family is just secretly supporting it. Of course, Yuwen Lie and the current saint are descendants of the Yuwen family and have a direct blood relationship with the family ancestor..." Cheng Laoxian explained.

Yang Fan suddenly realized that there was still such a subtle relationship between the secular world and the immortal world.

Cultivators are not allowed to directly participate in secular regimes, and at most they will secretly support and guide them, otherwise the rules of the world will be out of control.

From this perspective, the Yan Prince's Mansion is just the power of the Yuwen family in the secular world, or the outer power of the family,

After understanding this, Yang Fan gained a further understanding of the composition of Kyoto's forces.

"But, Yaoshi Yang, don't underestimate this Yan Wang Yuwen Lie." Old Xian Cheng said with a serious face.

"Oh?" Yang Fan said curiously: "Is this Yuwen Lie also a cultivator?"

"No, Yuwen Lie is just a mortal, but he has mastered the peak force of the secular world. There were rumors that he killed a magic cultivator in the Concentration Stage with his force."

Old Xian Cheng lowered his voice and said.

"Is this really the case?" Yang Fan was shocked: "How strong is the peak of force in the secular world?"

As far as he knows, ordinary martial arts people who have reached the innate realm are comparable to those of cultivators in terms of physical fitness. They have true qi circulating in their bodies, but they cannot use magic power.

Therefore, the strength of the innate warrior is better than that of ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators, but he cannot compete with the Mind Concentration Period.

This Yan King Yuwen Lie can use the power of a warrior to kill the demonic cultivator in the Concentration Stage, which is really terrifying.

"The King of Yan has a great influence in the secular world, and his prestige is even better than that of the current saints. However, Yuwen Lie also has a regret. He is in his forties and has three girls under his knees, but he has no son to pass on the incense..."

Old Xian Cheng began to tell some things about the Yan Prince's Mansion again, and it seemed that he wanted to let Yang Fan join here.

"Yan Prince's Mansion? It seems pretty good..."

Yang Fan was a little moved.

After understanding the formation of the Kyoto power, he found that the cultivators were restricted by the rules and seemed to be somewhat restrained here and could not do things with courage.

On the other hand, secular forces rule hundreds of millions of mortals, and they are the real protagonists here. After all, in the human kingdom, mortals account for the largest proportion.

Yang Fan had already predicted that to open a clinic in Kyoto, secular forces must be used. The Yan Prince's Mansion has such a great influence in the secular world and the powerful Yuwen family behind it is a good choice.

Bypassing several corridors, an artificial river appeared in front of it, with pavilions, bridges, rockery, bamboo forests and other scenery.

"Walking through that bridge, there is the place where our guests live. Every guest has its own house." Cheng Laoxian seemed to be a tour guide. Wherever he went and talked, his grandson Cheng Yunfei was speechless and rarely interrupted, as if he was strictly controlled.

When we reached the bridge, several people hurriedly walked upstairs, all over 60 years old.

Yang Fan's nose moved, and he keenly smelled a ray of herbs, and his eyes fell on the medicine bag of one of the old men.

"These are all pharmacists."

Yang Fan came to the conclusion.

"He Yaoshi? You are so anxious. Who is the noble man in the house who is sick?"

Laoxian Cheng asked curiously, the person who was asking was the oldest pharmacist.

Pharmacist He sighed: "Miss Second Miss's disease has occurred again..."

Just after saying a word, they hurried to a certain direction in the royal palace, and even Yang Fan, the strange face, had no time to ask.

"The second daughter of King Yuwen Lie of Yan, is a strange woman with extraordinary talent, astronomy and geography. She has a strange body since childhood, has a strange body, has a strange disease, and has an irregular attack, and even the pharmacists in the world of immortal cultivation cannot eradicate it."

Laoxian Cheng explained.

"What happened?" Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face and said calmly: "In my opinion, the pharmacists in this royal palace are just like this. The one with the highest cultivation level is the late stage of Qi Refining."

"Yang Yaoshi didn't know that there was actually an oriental pharmacist in the Yan Palace. He was one of the three great doctors in Kyoto and had the magical technique of resurrection. It is said that this person not only had excellent medical skills, but also a cultivator in the concentrating stage..."

"The pharmacist in the concentration stage?" Yang Fan was moved by it and felt a little worried.

From the moment he stepped into the immortal path, he had never seen a pharmacist at the level of the concentration stage.

"Since this Oriental Medicine Master is one of the three great doctors in Kyoto, he has not treated the second princess of the royal palace?"

Yang Fan’s puzzled Tao.

"If it weren't for this Oriental Pharmacist, the second princess would probably have died at the age of a few years. However, even with his medical skills, he could only save the second princess' life..." Cheng Laoxian sighed softly.

"The second princess is sick now, why didn't he appear?" Yang Fan obviously became interested in this mysterious oriental pharmacist.

"The Oriental Pharmacist is a transcendent, and he just holds the identity of a guest in the royal palace. He is not in the mansion for most of the time. In this huge Kyoto, no one dares to restrain him."

"Any of the three great doctors in Kyoto are transcendent persons and are shared by the secular world and the immortal world."

Old Xian Cheng sighed, with a hint of looking up and awe in his eyes.

"The miracle doctor is so popular, and he can kill the secular world and the immortal world..."
Chapter completed!