In one step, Yang Fan crossed from Xiuyu Pavilion Xiuxianfang City to Yuyang Xiancheng, specifically the Yuanwuliu Town.

A thousand miles away, only in one step, one moment.

Now Yang Fan's magical powers are different from those in the past.

He finally embarked on the peak of a world from an unknown low-level monk.

After three hundred years, Wuliu Town is prosperous and beautiful, ten times better than before.

In this huge fairy city, Wuliu Town is a quiet place, also known as a forbidden area.

No one dares to take action here, otherwise there will be only one fate, and there will be no mercy to kill.

Yang Fan's senses captured four old Nascent Soul-level monsters, as well as a great Nascent Soul cultivator lurking in the dark, and an old man with a haggard face.

It is the King of Butian!!

When Yang Fan stepped on the old place of the street where Wuliu Town was dreaming of, he immediately conveyed the information.

Yang Fan just wanted to walk around by himself, but there was almost no familiar face on this familiar street.

The blacksmith shop of the Tienniu family in the past has been replaced by a drug shop.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that Yang Fan’s own home is empty.

He had just walked into the Puai Medical Center, and the Butian King had already arrived after hearing the news.

"King Yang, you are finally back."

The voice of the Butian King was a little hoarse, but it still showed more expectations.

Yang Fan looked at him and smiled slightly: "For so many years, you have been in charge of the entire Dark Blood Dynasty and the Immortal City. King Mu, you are also in trouble."

Now, the cultivation level of the Butian King has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul.

The King of Butian accompanied him to the Puai Medical Center and told the changes in the Northern Qin Dynasty over the years.

The person in charge of Puai Medical Center at this moment is an old man in his seventies who looks familiar.

"Why don't you see my disciple Xiaoman?"

Yang Fan said in surprise.

"Greetings to the ancestor." The old man, who was in his seventies, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was shocked: "Are you Luo Xiang?"

Luo Xiang is the boy in white who contradicted him when Yang Fan returned from the inland sea, and was also Zheng Xiaoman's son.

"My father passed away a hundred years ago, and my mother went out to travel and collected medicinal materials."

Luo Xiang replied respectfully.

Perhaps because of the shackles of qualifications and understanding, Luo Xiang's cultivation remained in the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and his disciples did not leave first.

The journey of pursuing Tianyihun Water is so difficult and long.

Three hundred years have made Yang Fan mentally prepared enough.

Soon, my sister Dielian and Lin Zhong also rushed to Pu'ai Medical Center.

"Brother..."

Butterfly Lotus was acting like a spoiled person, and threw himself into Yang Fan's arms, wiped his tears, and cried with joy.

"Your cultivation progress surprised me the most."

Yang Fan looked at Butterfly Lotus with admiration, looking like a girl who had not grown up, and her cultivation level had reached the middle stage of the God Transformation.

However, Lin Zhong's progress is also good. His qualifications are not very good, but he has also practiced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Seeing that relatives and friends are about to be reunited.

Yang Fan suddenly thought of something and said to the King of Butian: "Let my incompetent brother come over too."

The Butian King smiled and said, "Someone has already been informed."

"That's good," Yang Fan said with a gentle smile: "I hope that each of my relatives, friends and disciples can ascend and enjoy immortality."

No matter how cruel and ruthless he was to the enemy, Yang Fan was consistent with his own people after returning to Wuliu Town.

One person can attain the power, and the chickens and dogs will ascend.

This is exactly what Yang Fan strives for.

How lonely and indifferent is it to become an immortal by himself and to give up so many people in the world?

After hearing what Yang Fan said, the King of Butian, Lin Zhong and others were dumbfounded.

Looking at the past and present, there are very few people who can turn into feathers and ascend, let alone make the people around you become immortals together?

Is this too unrealistic?

"Although this idea is unrealistic and difficult to climb to the sky, I also work hard in this direction."

Yang Fan replied with a smile.

Butterfly suddenly thought of something and said anxiously: "Brother, have you ever received the 'Tianyi Soul Water' when you come back this time?"

Yes, Tianyihun Water.

Everyone looked at Yang Fan with anticipation.

You should know that in the past few hundred years, Yang Fan has crossed several major areas and is this soul water.

"Is Tianyihun Water?" Yang Fan pursed his lips and smiled: "I will hold a 'resurrection ceremony' this time when I return to Beiqin."

Resurrection ceremony!!

Everyone was shocked.

In the long history of Northern Qin, I have never heard of any "resurrection ceremony".

Even if someone masters this kind of soul-resurrection technique, the chance of resurrection is very low. How dare he hold a "Resurrection Hall"?

Yang Fan’s courage to hold this resurrection hall proves that he is very sure.

At the same time, this is also a very high-profile expression.

Faced with the unprecedented "Resurrection Hall", the entire Northern Qin Dynasty may cause a sensation.

At that time, no matter the three super immortal cultivation countries or the nine barbarian tribes, there will probably be countless magical people coming to see and observe.

"That's great. Brother, you are the number one person in Beiqin, and no one can surpass it."

Butterfly was extremely surprised and hugged Yang Fan tightly.

Yang Fan said with a pampered look on his face: "I said sister, I have not found a dual-cultivation partner for so many years?"

When Butterfly Lian heard this, her face turned red, and Lin Zhong and others laughed.

With her mid-stage cultivation, she is a supreme figure in Bei Qin. Who would dare to joke about her like this?

But at this time, there was some movement outside. It turned out that it was the Yangjiabao people who came.

The first thing I came in was a slightly fat middle-aged man with a face outline of two or three points similar to Yang Fan, but he looked over forty years old.

"Brother..."

The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice, and walked over and hugged Yang Fan.

This middle-aged man is the energetic Yang Lei back then!!

Yang Fan’s only brother!!

Next to Yang Lei, there was also a heroic young man wearing a white robe and a red marten coat. His appearance was very similar to Yang Lei's youth.

"Brother, this is my unfilial son, Yang Wei."

Yang Lei brought this heroic young man over.

"I've seen uncle." Yang Wei said respectfully and admiringly, and saluted Yang Fan.

"Haha, the qualifications are OK, I am worthy of being a descendant of my Yang family."

Yang Fan looked at Yang Wei several times and found that his qualifications were still above him and his younger brother.

"Since it's the first time we meet, I'll give you some gifts."

Of course, Yang Fan would not hide his own nephew. Not only did he take Sansheng Huishui and other heavenly spirit objects, he also gave him a lot of spiritual pills and magic weapons.

Among them, there is a inherited spiritual treasure hidden!!!

The characteristic of inherited spiritual treasures is that they have low requirements for cultivation and how much power they can exert is related to the master's cultivation level.

Whether Yang Wei is usually eccentric or arrogant, or easy-going and modest, he is very excited at this moment and bows to the *** ritual.

"By the way, why don't you see Junior Sister Yang Man?"

Yang Fan suddenly asked.

"Mom has passed away for nearly a hundred years." Yang Wei quickly replied.
To be continued...