After walking out of the Medicine King Pavilion, Yang Fan felt a lot of emotion. He practiced in Yangjiabao since he was a child and had a deep understanding of the cruelty and interests of the world of cultivation.

In the twelve years in Yangjiabao, he changed from a pride of heaven to the number one waste, and he understood a lot.

Immortality is an extremely distant dream. In this long and difficult journey, countless monks died in the struggle for various interests and the moment when they were greedy.

However, he also knew very well that this world was not truly heartless and unrighteous, shrouded in the shadow of negative factors such as interests, conspiracy, killing, and darkness.

Even though he seemed to have nothing at this moment, in the eyes of the monks of Yangjiabao, he was a useless person, and there were still many people who could truly treat each other with sincerity.

Master, mother, younger brother, sister, and the old man surnamed Xu who had just said goodbye...

An old man in the concentrating stage may have killed many people at the beginning, but he also had a lot of true knowledge in his heart. Just because of a strange idea, he gave Yang Fan an alchemy furnace and a jade slip forged in his life's hard work.

These thoughts flashed through Yang Fan's mind. His mind was still as hard as iron, watching the changing world of immortal cultivation.

After walking out of the Medicine King Pavilion, Yang Fan paused slightly and knew that his purpose of this trip had reached most of the time.

What he still needs to do depends on whether he can buy some spiritual seeds.

But before that, there was another thing that made him feel excited.

Before leaving the Medicine King Pavilion, Fairy Yun had sent a message with him alone and asked him to meet at the "Jingxuan Pavilion" in Xiuyu Pavilion. It took half an hour later.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan felt a little expectant.

Half an hour left, there was still some time before Yang Fan left the central area, walked through several water corridors, and glanced at the items traded in these pavilions.

After wandering around for a while, asking about one or two ordinary monks, he finally arrived at "Jingxuan Pavilion".

The lake water here is as clear as sapphires, with many pavilions scattered in the waters. There are some large green leaves floating on the water, about the size of a palm-leaf fan. I don’t know what kind of plant it is, but it seems like it is completing a mission.

Yang Fan's eyes patrolled around, looking for the trace of Fairy Yun.

At this moment, he felt a little nervous. Will the other party really wait for him here? Will it just be an illusion?

Finally, when Yang Fan's eyes were frozen in a remote corner, he finally saw a hazy figure standing near the waters of Jingxuanting, a remote and uninhabited corner.

The woman, with her perfect outline, was hidden under the white gauze, her bright eyes were as peaceful as water, graceful as a fairy, and looked like a quiet and pleasant temperament from afar.

Perhaps feeling Yang Fan's gaze, there was a hint of glimmer in Fairy Yun's beautiful eyes, looking at this side with a few playful smiles.

"It's her!"

Yang Fan was happy. At this moment, she felt a sense of a daughter's appearance from Fairy Yun.

However, Yang Fan stopped the next moment.

Because he and Fairy Yun are located in the pavilion dozens of feet apart from the waters, there is no connection between the water corridor.

"What should I do?"

Yang Fan was a little anxious. With his cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage, could he still fly with his sword?

Soon, his eyes fixed on the big green leaves.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and these things should be able to borrow power.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and entered the "omniscient mode" in an instant. The mist of life in his body is closely linked to the flow of life around him. Within a radius of two hundred feet, the dynamics of all things cannot escape his senses.

At the same time, his body also entered a perfect peak state.

Looking at the big green leaves in the water, Yang Fan's body suddenly jumped up.

At this moment, his body was like a weightless feather, floating up gently, and then fell down slowly.

Wave!

His toes hit the big leaves, splashing a splash of water, and ripples rippled around.

The moment the toes touched the big leaf, Yang Fan felt that the mist of life in his body poured into the leaf, connecting it with the flesh and blood of life. After a cycle, Yang Fan's body had a bit of vitality and strength.

rub!

His body actually jumped high, jumped two or three feet again, and then fell down flutteringly.

With one experience, Yang Fan stepped on another big leaf on his toes, and his feet did not even get wet. A force poured into the soles of his feet, and invisibly there seemed to be a force that pushed him away lightly.

In this way, Yang Fan was like a feather, stepping over the leaves with ease, reaching the pavilion safely, and landing calmly.

After doing this, Yang Fan felt relieved and his body became more and more vibrant, and he had a further understanding of the mystery of "Xianhong Jue".

"Yang Yaoshi, good skills."

Fairy Yun praised whispered, smiled, and just stared at Yang Fan curiously.

"What are you looking at?"

Yang Fan felt a little uncomfortable and thought to himself, could Fairy Yun be like other women and surrender to his own charm?

Of course, this idea was just thinking about it, and it was fleeting. Even if he was narcissistic, he would not be so stupid.

"nothing."

Fairy Yun's bright eyes turned, with a few playful lines of playfulness, and her long and delicate eyelashes blinked gently: "Please sit down by Yaoshi Yang."

Yang Fan was a little strange, feeling that Fairy Yun was not as unattainable as she had imagined before. The close contact was rather so close to nature.

At the warning of Fairy Yun, Yang Fan sat on the stone bench beside her. The two were only two or three feet apart, and they could even feel each other's breathing.

Yang Fan smelled the fragrant fragrance of flowers and plants again, his mind wafted, and his eyes looked at the girl who was close to him.

The two people's minds meet, and the two auras of aura blend together.

Yang Fan felt that Fairy Yun's eyes were as quiet as water, a green forest, emerald green trees, flowers that were full of flowers, gurgling streams, and ethereal and crisp birds singing.

This is a green world, full of vitality, tranquility and harmony...

After one or two breaths, the two of them looked back at the same time, and a hint of strangeness and shyness flashed in Fairy Yun's eyes.

Yang Fan had strong control and barely retracted his gaze, feeling a little reluctant.

"Yang Yaoshi, what did you see?"

Fairy Yun asked curiously, as if the two had broken through some kind of shackles and could talk as they please.

"I saw a green world, which should be the true meaning of wood-based martial arts."

Yang Fan whispered.

"Oh?" Fairy Yun showed a hint of joy in her pretty eyes, and she continued to ask: "What else have you seen?"

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I also saw the withering of trees, the withering of flowers, and the helplessness of loneliness and helplessness..."

Fairy Yun stared at her, incredibly surprised, with a slight dodging eyes.

"So, what did Fairy Yun see in my eyes?"

Yang Fan said intimidly.

He thought to himself, could I also practice wood-based exercises, so I feel intimate and affection with the other party?

Fairy Yun was stunned, her eyes were a little confused, and she thought for a while before she said quietly: "I saw it..."
Chapter completed!