"Brother...I have surpassed you in full swing now."

Yang Lei's lips pursed slightly, looking proudly at the elder brother who had trampled himself under his feet for more than ten years.

At this moment, there was an indescribable sense of accomplishment and superiority in his heart, and his vanity was satisfied with unprecedented satisfaction.

Yang Fan just remained silent, and he did not avoid his brother's gaze.

However, there was no sadness, no loss in his expression, and he was still so calm.

"Brother, since you spent your hard work, you have lost your blood and passion. You seem to care about nothing. Too calm is your biggest shortcoming now."

Yang Lei's expression showed a little more of a look down.

"Yes, brother, you have surpassed me."

Yang Fan slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the bricks and tiles of the house, through the white clouds, and saw a further and further time and space.

In his calm eyes, there seemed to be a little more pity and unbearance.

If my brother knew that he was not a cultivator in the early stage of Qi Refining, but a cultivator whose cultivation was approaching the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and who also practiced peerless magic skills, how would the other party feel?

When Yang Lei touched his brother's erratic eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart suddenly weakened a little.

"Brother, I'm here in Wuliu Town today, and there's one more thing."

Yang Lei returned to peace and said lightly.

"Say." Yang Fan said calmly.

"I hope my elder brother can return to 'Yangjiabao' and serve the family." Yang Lei said expectantly.

"Impossible, why should I serve the family again? What reasons can you come up with to convince me?" Yang Fan sneered.

"My reason is...the future Yangjiabao will belong to us."

A strange color flashed in Yang Lei's eyes, like the momentary light that bloomed in the night sky.

"I'm wrong. Even if there is this possibility, the Yangjiabao in the future will only belong to you. I have no interest in this matter at all. I asked with all my heart, seeking immortality is my ambition."

"Changsheng? Brother, do you really think you still have hope? The billions of creatures in Dongsheng Continent, whether humans or demons, have heard that in the past 100,000 years, who can achieve immortality?"

There was a hint of mockery in Yang Lei's tone.

Indeed, immortality and ascension into feathers seem to be just a dream that is beyond reach.

Looking at the entire Yuyang Kingdom, the number of high-level monks is pitifully small, how can we talk about achieving immortality?

"The way is different and does not plan for each other."

Yang Fan said this with a little difficulty, stood up, and waved his hand gently: "I won't argue with you about the things left by my father, so I'll do it myself."

As the implication is that Yang Fan has already begun to issue an order to expel guests.

"Okay, okay!" A cold light flashed in Yang Lei's eyes, and he said three words "good" in a row, and then he resolutely left Puai Medical Center, as if he was extremely disappointed with Yang Fan, the eldest brother.

...

After his younger brother left, Yang Fan unfolded the white handkerchief again and looked at the beautiful font on it:

Lingxi Jade Pendant is given to my son Yang Fan.

Signature: Liu Mengyan

"Lingxi Jade Pendant?"

Yang Fan reached out to touch the crystal clear and moist green jade pendant in his hand. After observing for a while, he felt that the texture of the jade was a little strange, and there was no trace of abnormality besides that.

"Where did my father go? He left me the treasure ruins, and what mission should I give to me?"

Yang Fan showed a thoughtful look on his face.

He always felt that his younger brother had some secrets and had not told him.

A few months ago, the arrival of the Yang family in Kyoto and the sudden departure of his master Liu Wuhen. The various suspenses in it made Yang Fan even more confused and puzzled.

"Why did Master leave without a trace and never return? With his friendship with his father, would he let us ignore it and die for ourselves?"

Yang Fan suddenly had an inexplicable guess in his heart: Master and father may not be really missing. Perhaps they just don’t want to see them, and they may even protect themselves and their younger brother secretly.

Three days later, an old man wearing a cloth clothes and carrying a medicine basket came to Puai Medical Center in Wuliu Town.

"Yang Yaoshi, you haven't seen each other for three months. Your business in Puai Medical Center is getting more and more prosperous, and you are also well-known in the nearby immortal cultivation world."

Zheng Yaoshi said with a kind look on his face.

"I have been thanked by Zheng Yaoshi, and the clinic opened very smoothly." Yang Fan said with a smile.

During the conversation, Zheng Yaoshi stated that he would resign from his identity as a guest in Yangjiabao in half a year, retire from the world of cultivation, return to the world to enjoy the joy of family life, and spend the remaining twenty years.

"Zheng Yaoshi, you don't want to achieve immortality, so you actually gave up halfway?"

Yang Fan said slightly surprised.

Zheng Yaoshi looked sad, as if he had been aging for ten years, and said with a wry smile: "It's not easy to achieve immortality? I have been practicing for a long time, and I can't even pass the level of the concentration period, let alone the ethereal and uncertain immortality. I just want to go back to the world and enjoy the blessings and hug my grandson for the rest of my life..."

Yang Fan felt a little sympathy. The road to cultivation is so difficult and long that very few people can finally reach the end.

When Zheng Yaoshi made such a decision, he was destined to be out of fate with immortality and could not ascend to the legendary fairy world.

"I saw that Yang Yaoshi was gifted, and had the inheritance of famous teachers and guidance from strange people. There might be a glimmer of hope in the future and become a rare high-level monk. Here, I have something to ask for."

Zheng Yaoshi said solemnly.

"Please tell me, Yaoshi Zheng." Yang Fan said in a little surprised. Since Yaoshi Zheng is going to withdraw from the world of immortal cultivation, what else will he ask for?

"Although I am cultivating immortals and asking about the Tao, I also have some bloodlines in the secular world. Among them, I have a granddaughter, Nian Fang, who has a certain talent for cultivating immortals and has been practicing vegetation and wood medicine since I was a child. I studied medicine with me three years ago and have been practicing until the early stage of Qi refining. I hope that Yang Yaoshi can support her and it is best to accept her as her disciple. If I can agree to this, I will give it to you with a strange thing."

"Accepting disciples?" Yang Fanqi said: "Since your granddaughter has some talent, why don't you send her to Yangjiabao or other immortal cultivation sects to cultivate immortality, but instead ask her to follow me to study medicine?"

Zheng Yaoshi sighed: "I have been practicing for a long time, especially studying the art of medical science. I hope that one of my descendants can inherit my mantle. In the future, while practicing medicine in the immortal world, we can also maintain the prosperity of the Zheng family in the secular world and continue my descendants."

"There are so many pharmacists in the world of immortal cultivation, why do you want to find Yang?" Yang Fan said in confusion.

"I have been seeing a doctor for many years and have a little understanding of the art of observing people. Yang Yaoshi is the most strange among the people I have seen, and even has the hope of becoming a rare high-level monk. If my granddaughter can be called a teacher, it will not only learn medicine, but also help the continuation of the Zheng family in the secular world."

"Advanced monk?"

Yang Fan looked at him thoughtfully, but did not believe Zheng Yaoshi's words very much.

If you have been seeing a doctor for many years and have a brief look at human skills, Yang Fan believes that Zheng Yaoshi may become a high-level monk, but it is not very real.

There are only a few high-level monks, and it is difficult for those who do not have great opportunities to set foot in this list.

Zheng Yaoshi probably fell in love with Yang Fan's mysterious medical skills, and was envious of them, hoping that his descendants would become Yang Fan as their teacher and learn these medical skills.
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