Chapter 227 Return to Yangjiabao (Part 1)

"Wuliu Town, Yangjiabao, Kyoto, Yuyang Kingdom, the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, the Great Qin Dynasty..."

There seemed to be a magic power in Yang Fan's voice.

"Muliu Town... Wuliu Town..." Lin Zhong laughed mockingly: "I am so small, limited to this small place, and I am in a well to see the sky."

"You understand that the reason why you are so small and unable to see a higher realm is that talent is just one of the reasons, and your vision and mind also limit your advancement."

Yang Fan said lightly.

"Thank you for your advice. I already understand that if you are only satisfied with a period of concentration, it will be useless to enter the path of immortality and come to this world for a while."

A few cold sweats oozed out of Lin Zhong's forehead.

The nine realms of immortal cultivation are harder and harder, and the threshold for the future is getting higher and higher. If there is still a trace of unyielding belief in your heart, there will definitely be hope to achieve your goal. But if your mind is satisfied or your mind is dead, then there will be no hope.

Yang Fan sighed lightly. It was one thing to understand, but to truly do it, it was a complex issue at the spiritual level.

"Just understand, this medium-grade Shenyun Pill will be given to you."

Yang Fan smiled.

"Young Master..."

Lin Zhong trembled with one hand. After taking this medium-grade Shenyun Pill, he didn't know how to express his gratitude at this moment.

As a Qi Refining Cultivator, he certainly understands the value and effect of the middle-grade magic pill.

If this medium-grade magic pill is used to help you, you can increase your hope by at least 50%.

"It's just a medium-grade magic pill, you don't have to put too much burden on you."

Yang Fan said lightly.

With his current vision and height, the medium-grade magic pill is no longer a treasure, and he can even easily refine it himself.

"No, young master!" Lin Zhong said with a sincere look: "Maybe for you, the medium-grade magic pill is nothing, but for a casual cultivator like me, it is a priceless treasure."

A helpless casual cultivator grew up through groping. Unlike the disciples in the sect, they can obtain extremely limited resources for cultivating immortals, not to mention having a spiritual pill of the middle-grade Shenxuan Pill.

Yang Fan sighed inwardly, but also understood the reason, and then smiled and said, "My incompetent brother, if I have half of your character, then I will be deeply relieved..."

Lin Zhong was stunned when he heard this: "Young Master Yang Lei was extremely talented and was promoted to the stage of concentration at a young age. Recently, he has been practicing hard and has been in seclusion for a long time. He is ten times stronger than me."

Talent is one thing, and character is another.

Yang Fan shook his head: "I have been back for a long time, but I haven't seen this guy come back once and reunite with my relatives."

"I feel that Mr. Yang and Mr. Yang Lei..."

Lin Zhong seemed to stop talking.

"If you have anything to say directly, there is no need to be a taboo." Yang Fan's divine light flashed.

"I feel that although you and him are biological brothers, they seem to be somewhat alienated..."

Lin Zhong said carefully.

"The gap? Maybe it's right."

Yang Fan was not displeased, but suddenly recalled the innocent brother who had relied on him very much.

"It seems that I'm going to go to 'Yangjiabao' tomorrow. Let's see what the ancestor of the Yang family has to do with me, and by the way, I'll go and see my unsatisfactory brother."

Yang Fan murmured at the sky outside the window.

After all, they are biological brothers, and more than ten years of love are there.

"As brothers, you must have corresponding tolerance..."

Yang Fan thought so.

"Young Master, you are finally going to return to your family." Lin Zhong smiled: "Today's Yangjiabao will definitely regard you as a guest of honor."

"Actually, if it weren't for my younger brother, Yangjiabao, there would be nothing to worry about for me."

Yang Fan said indifferently, and even a hint of cold light flashed in his eyes.

When Lin Zhong heard this, he couldn't help but fight a cold war.

"By the way, with your God-Concentration Pill, I have a great hope of upgrading to the Concentration Period. I plan to rest for a few days and continue to attack the Concentration Period."

Lin Zhong asked for instructions.

"I'll give you a suggestion." Yang Fan pondered.

"Please tell me, my son."

"With this medium-grade magic pill, you will keep it in your hands, and make yourself calm and calm, and eliminate many concerns and fears. Then try to use your own strength to impact the concentrating period. If you do not use external objects and successfully advance with your own strength, it will be more conducive to further breakthroughs in the future."

Yang Fan said calmly.

"I will do it according to the young master." Lin Zhong said with no time to think.

...

The next morning, Yang Fan took Hu Fei to Wuliu Town and rushed to Yangjiabao.

"Hehe, Yangjiabao? I just heard of it before, but I have never been to it. I don't know how it compares to Yuwu Villa."

Hu Fei said with a curious look.

After walking for a long time, Hu Fei felt a little impatient: "This is too slow, why don't we fly over."

"Okay, just take me over."

Yang Fan said leisurely, and the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

"You..." Hu Fei was speechless.

However, who said he was Yang Fan’s personal bodyguard?

So, a flying sword carried the two of them through the air.

Flying with swords is more than ten times faster.

In less than a long time, the two flew to Yangjiabao.

"Fly in directly." Yang Fan said lightly.

It's not as good as Kyoto, so you can fly as soon as you want, so you don't have to worry about anything.

call out!

A fiery red sword light shuttled over Yangjiabao.

"Look! Look! The strong man in the concentrating stage..."

Some rookies exclaimed and said in a little surprised manner.

In remote areas like Yangjiabao, monks in the Concentration Stage are all at the top of the elders and are rarely seen on weekdays.

Seeing someone flying on a sword at this moment is somewhat novel.

“Stop there.”

Yang Fan pointed to a courtyard road under his feet.

The two fell to this independent courtyard.

“This is where I once lived…”

Yang Fan stared at the familiar courtyard in front of him, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Although he was cold and had nothing to nostalgic for Yangjiabao, after all, after experiencing more than ten years of ups and downs here, he finally felt a little emotional and belonging.

"It looks good, go in and take a look."

Hu Fei was very interested in, and he wanted to see where Yang Fan practiced.

After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked inside.

"You..." Yang Fan's hand, which was stretched out in the air, stiffened and took back what he wanted to say.

Because he also wanted to see who moved here after he left.

The courtyard is very quiet, with some strange flowers and plants planted, emitting a faint fragrance. The house is elegant and neat, not luxurious, but it looks very warm.

"Who are you? You come in without knocking on the door. It's so rude."

As soon as the two walked in, a maid came out of the flowers when she heard the sound, with a little alert on her face.

"Who is the owner of this courtyard?" Yang Fan said with a gentle face.

The maid felt a little close, her hostility disappeared, and she smiled and said, "You just came to Yangjiabao, the owner of this courtyard is..."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted her: "Haha...I think who is back? It turns out to be Junior Brother Yang."
Chapter completed!