"Yueshuang, is this the pharmacist you are talking about?"

Huang Laoliu walked behind Yang Fan, his tone was extremely cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Even though Yang Fan turned his back to him, his keen and powerful senses made him clearly feel the hostility from the other party.

Cultivators with high cultivation have strong spiritual consciousness and often have this ability. If someone is hostile to them nearby, it is easy to sense them.

Therefore, when getting along with people with high levels of life, you must be more cautious and calm your mind.

However, Huang Laoliu treated Yang Fan as an ordinary monk in the early stage of Qi refining, so how could he pay attention to these details?

"Huang Laoliu, how many times have I told you, don't call me that, call me Wu Jie or Lao Wu."

Li Yueshuang had a cold face, and was very uneasy towards Huang Lao Liu who was walking up, and had a cold attitude.

Huang Laoliu smiled undeniably, walked closer, looked at Yang Fan for a moment, with a slight sarcastic corner of his mouth.

He had to admit that in terms of appearance and temperament, the other party had more capital than him.

To put it nicely, it means having a handsome and charming and glamorous appearance. To put it badly, it means a little white face!!

Without a doubt, when Huang Laoliu saw Yang Fan in the first sight, he had a bad face.

"In the lower Huang Yu, the sixth brother of the seven brothers, "Tianxingzhou", I dare to ask you for your honorable name."

Huang Laoliu glanced at him again, as if he was speaking as an above-mentioned person, with a hint of looking down.

When Yang Fan saw the young man in front of him, he had no feelings for him.

The name of this person is also Huang Yu, which reminds him of Yang Yu, the young master of the Yang family in Kyoto.

That day, Yang Yu stepped onto the rooftop of Yangjiabao with a sixteen-year-old genius and looked at the two brothers Yang Fan with a high eye: "Okay... Mr. Xu is right. In three years, I will come to this 'Yangjiabao' again."

"You two come together to see if they can hurt me at all."

"Zero, don't forget to attend the Tianwen Conference three years later. At that time, let's see how I will beat you brothers to become useless."

Before leaving, Yang Yu turned around and glanced at Yang Fan coldly.

...

It was just half a month ago, but it was so profound in Yang Fan's memory.

Even if he endured a lot of ridicule and contempt, he could still face it calmly without showing even a trace of despair and helplessness in front of the enemy.

However, memory is memory, and Yang Fan will not forget it easily.

The Huang Laoliu in front of him is completely worth mentioning compared to the young leader of the Yang family. The latter was promoted to the concentrating stage at the age of sixteen. With such qualifications, even Yang Fan was inferior to Yang Fan before.

However, Huang Yu and Yang Yu are only one word different. The difference between the two is huge, but in terms of personality, they are somewhat similar and arrogant.

Yang Yu's arrogance is based on personal strength, talent and family power.

But Huang Laoliu's arrogance was capitalless.

At his age, practicing to the late stage of Qi refining can only be considered a moderate asset.

Yang Fan had seen many monks like this in the Yangjia Castle in the past, and they were all in awe of themselves.

"I'm in the next chapter of Yang."

Yang Fan just said a surname.

In fact, he never mentioned his full name from beginning to end. Before, when he was in the hall, he only said one of his surnames.

After all, Yang Fan is a genius of "Yangjiabao". Although not many people have seen him, he is somewhat famous in a small range.

"Yang Yaoshi, I'm lucky to meet you!"

Huang Yu had a clear displeasure on his face. He asked Yang Fan's name, but the other party only reported one surname.

"Huang Laoliu, Yang Yaoshi is our distinguished guest of "Tianxingzhou". Please be polite."

Li Yueshuang shouted coldly.

"Yueshuang, when did you start talking to outsiders? Besides, what are I not polite about?"

Huang Laoliu's eyes fell on Li Yueshuang's face and said with a smile.

This guy is cunning, but he is aggressive towards Yang Fan in terms of his expression and attitude, but there is no loophole in his words.

"You..." Li Yueshuang was extremely angry and said to Yang Fan: "Yang Yaoshi, this is what my sixth brother usually looks like, don't take it to heart."

"My elder brother has different attitudes towards different people."

Huang Laoliu suddenly said.

Yang Fan smiled. Although Huang Laoliu was arrogant, he still hated him clearly.

He didn't know very well what he had offended the other party.

At this moment, as a pharmacist, Yang Fan is based on "save death and helping the wounded" and does not care about these things.

After a haha, Yang Fan said to Li Yueshuang: "Miss Li, I'm going back to my room to rest."

"etc."

Huang Lao Liuyi stretched out his hand, stopped Yang Fan, and said lightly: "I haven't talked about the serious business yet?"

"How can you see the teachings?"

Yang Fanqidao.

"I heard that Yang Yaoshi was very skilled in medical skills. It happened that Boss Yuan was damaged in an accident before. Now, please come and help him heal his injuries."

Huang Laoliu regained his serious expression.

"Mind and damaged?"

Yang Fan frowned slightly.

If it is an ordinary trauma and fracture, he will naturally be fine.

However, the damage to the mind involves the soul, and with his current cultivation level, it is still difficult to heal.

In the "Holy Healing Chapter", there are spells to repair the mind and nourish the soul.

However, these spells need to enter the state of concentration to practice.

"Haha, what's wrong? Isn't Yang Yaoshi extraordinary in medical skills? Is there nothing I can do about this minor injury?"

Huang Laoliu showed a bright smile on his face, not worried about the boss's mental damage.

"Huang Laoliu, aren't you making things difficult for Yang Yaoshi? How can he save the soul trauma at the beginning of his Qi refining?"

Li Yueshuang was so angry that she hated Huang Yu at this moment.

Ordinary pharmacists cannot heal the soul level trauma at all. Pharmacists below the foundation-building stage can prescribe at most one or two prescriptions, or use a elixir to slowly heal.

If a pharmacist is really good at healing soul trauma, he is definitely a high-level pharmacist. His cultivation level has exceeded at least the third level of entry and promoted to the far-reaching Golden Elixir Avenue.

Such a pharmacist is definitely a master in Yuyang Country, with a noble and transcendent status and no one dares to mess with him.

After hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Yang Fan smiled, said nothing, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Master Pharmacist, if you cannot heal Boss Yuan's injuries, we cannot guarantee that this 'Tianxingzhou' will arrive at Xiuyu Pavilion on time."

Huang Laoliu had a few sarcastic expressions on his face, and he looked at Yang Fan with a smile.

It seems that he intended to embarrass Yang Fan.

Seeing the other party's pressure, an unknown fire broke out in his heart.

Although he is in the early stage of Qi refining, his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of the late stage of Concentration. With the spiritual weapon Qingfeng Sword, it is no problem to kill an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining.

"Lao Liu! How do you treat the distinguished guests on the 'Sky Boat'?"

At this moment, an old voice came, and the speaker was Mr. Yuan.

"Boss Yuan! That's right. I'm going to ask this Yaoshi Yang to treat you, but his magic power is low and powerless. Let me ask, if a person like this can be regarded as a distinguished guest by our seven brothers in the "Tianxing Zhou"? Will he be a miracle doctor if he can cure some skin trauma?"

"All fellow Taoists on the ship, come and judge."

Huang Yu saw that many monks came to see the fun, and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, it's not worth mentioning to treat some skin trauma."

Someone echoed.

"Look at how young he is and has low magic power, how can he be named a miracle doctor?"

...

"you……"

Li Yueshuang stomped her feet, her face turned blue with anger.

Yang Fan's face was also a little ugly, and he was speechless: When did I call myself a miracle doctor?

"Give me peace of mind."

Yuan Lao Leng shouted, and a spiritual pressure came out of nowhere. With his power in the concentration period, he immediately calmed the crowd.

"Yang Yaoshi, my sixth brother has offended me so much, so please forgive me."

Old Yuan smiled and looked gentle, and was very polite to Yang Fan.

"Old Yuan is polite, just..."

Yang Fan said with a calm expression, his eyes moved to Huang Yu again, and said lightly: "It's just fellow Taoist Huang, why do you want to be sarcastic? Is it because your surname is Huang?"

"You...whether I'm talking nonsense?"

Under the gaze of so many people, Huang Yu had to argue without reason.

Yang Fan's face was still as calm as usual, but there was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a bland manner: "When did Mr. Yang say that he cannot treat Mr. Yuan's injuries?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Huang Yu's face.

Indeed, Yang Fan never said that he was powerless from beginning to end.
Chapter completed!