After making all this properly, Yang Fan finally came out of seclusion, full of confidence and fighting spirit.

The ten-level seal has been unsealed, and the eighth level is left, so we can only leave it for the outer sea area to break through.

As soon as he left the seclusion, Nangong Han sent a message: "Master, during your seclusion, many powerful people from other seas visited, most of them left, but there are still four people, and they are still waiting. The Great Elder asked me to inform you as soon as possible."

"Haha, this is strange." This was not the first time Yang Fan had dealt with a strong man in the outer sea area. He didn't have much awe in his heart, and he thought to himself: "Is it because of the 'resurrection altar'?"

Yang Fan expanded his spiritual sense and found that Huixin's sister and Shi Yao were in seclusion. The former had entered the fusion period, and Deng Shiyao was only half a step away from the third level of Tongtian.

I felt a little sad, I was afraid that I would not be able to say goodbye to them in person this time.

"Okay, you can give instructions first, I'll go to see those people now." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Nangong Han Yingnui, go down and make arrangements immediately.

But at this moment, a very special sense suddenly arose in Yang Fan's three-color lotus ball.

This induction is mixed with a little crisis and a little auspicious signs.

Is the person who meets next very special?

Yang Fan's heart was shocked. After all, the sign of the crisis in response?

In this place of Great Qin, the upper limit of cultivation is in the middle stage of fusion. Is there anyone else who can pose a threat to him?

However, no matter whether it is a blessing or a disaster, Yang Fan must deal with it and it is impossible to avoid it.

After about half a cup of tea, Nangong Han came to report: "Return to the master, they are already waiting in the Eighth Peak Conference Hall."

Yang Fan had no expression on his face and followed her to the eighth level, without using his special magical powers.

When he walked into the hall, Yang Fan's special sense became even stronger.

There are four people in the main hall, two men and two women.

One of the white-faced Confucian scholars was handsome and stood proudly on the platform with his hands in his arms, with a cold look and a weak expression.

A woman in plain clothes beside him, with bright eyes like stars, elegant temperament, and a flower-like face. She carries a medicine basket, and she exudes a bit of elegance in the fairy aura.

This man and woman are together, and they seem to be a couple, but they are not like dual-cultural partners.

But Yang Fan was sure that both of them were pharmacists.

"You... are you Yang Yaoshi, the legendary master of the Qin Dynasty?"

A big man with black face, like flying, appeared in front of Yang Fan, with an excited and excited face.

"It's not Yang, but he dare not be the master."

Yang Fan looked at the black-faced man in surprise, big and thick, and looked a bit honest.

But this black-faced man has at least the middle stage of the fusion.

When Yang Fan spoke, the white-faced Confucian scholar and the woman in plain clothes all turned their attention to him.

"Little woman Yu Fu, I have met Yang Yaoshi."

The woman in plain clothes had bright eyes and kind eyes, bowed and bowed, and was generous. When her eyes were facing Yang Fan, she felt a moment of loss of consciousness, and her face turned slightly red, unbelievable.

Yang Fan, who was in the middle of the flower death stage, was in an extremely special stage. The magnificence of nature magnifies his own charm countless times.

"Haha... My brother and sister, and Elder Huang, waited here for several years before Grandmaster Yang came slowly. As we are, even if we look at the sects in the outer seas, we will not be so neglected."

The white-faced Confucian scholar was chuckling, with some dissatisfaction and sarcasm.

"Yang Yaoshi, he is my brother, Yuyang."

The woman in plain clothes named Yu Fu said to Yang Fan a little apologetically.

"It turns out that the two are brothers and sisters."

Yang Fan smiled and didn't care about Yu Yang's sarcasm, but he had a little affection for this girl Yu Fu. His personality was a bit like Qin Xin and Linghu Xiaoxi, and he was a pure pharmacist.

Then, the black-faced man also introduced himself.

Yu Yang stared at the black-faced man coldly, with a little disdain in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a country bumpkin.

The four people in the hall have already introduced each other three points.

No, there are obviously four people!!

Yang Fan was shocked and swept his eyes to a corner of the hall.

In that remote location, a woman in yellow shirt was standing in a quiet and dusty place, and her whole body was lingering in a hazy fog, blurred.

This woman in yellow dress, Zhuo Li is like a fairy, with a white gauze on her face, and she can't see her true face clearly.

Yang Fan looked at her eyes and not only could not see through the white veil, but she could not even see clearly.

Only a pair of clear eyes like water, quiet and far-reaching, contains infinite spiritual wisdom, which can be seen vaguely in the fog.

Yang Fan was shocked. After entering the hall, he would ignore this woman and notice the other three first.

"The little woman's surname is Huang. She comes to visit Yang Yaoshi with two younger generations."

The woman in yellow dress smiled with clear eyes, "As early as the beginning of entering the Qin Dynasty, the name of Grandmaster Yang was well-known. When I saw her today, she was indeed extraordinary."

In the middle stage of the flower death, Yang Fan, in this strange state, had no strange or fluctuations in the eyes of the woman in yellow.

"I've met Senior Huang."

Yang Fan bowed and could not see through the woman's background. He could not see through even the white gauze covering most of the outlines on her face.

But in the eyes of Yuyang Yufu brothers and sisters, there was a little awe of the woman in yellow and more confusion.

Then, after entering the main hall, the five of them sat down together.

"I wonder if a few colleagues from the outer sea area are looking for Yang, what advice do you have?"

Yang Fan asked straight to the point.

With a "punch", the black-faced man knelt in front of Yang Fan, with tears in his eyes: "Master Yang, Mr. Xu heard that you have the magical art of resurrection, and begs Master Pharmacist to resurrect my dead Taoist partner."

"Resurrect your Taoist partner?"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned: "I dare to ask how your partner died? Is the body completely preserved?"

"My Zi died a thousand years ago. Her body was burned in the fire, leaving only these strands of hair."

The black-faced man quickly presented a wooden box with a few strands of charred hair on it.

"This one died in the fire and did not have a relatively complete body, I'm afraid..."

Yang Fan said with a wry smile.

This is an incomplete thing. Even if Yang Fan has the magical power of resurrection, he will never be able to do it.

"Please... you can do it, sir!"

The black-faced man had a bit of madness in his eyes and kowtowed on the ground.

"How can I resurrect only a few strands of hair be left? What a joke."

Yu Yang said sneeringly.

Seeing that the black-faced man refused to give up, Yu Yang glared coldly: "If you don't get out, don't blame Yu for being rude to you."

This dark-faced man still doesn't listen.

"puff!!"

The remaining light shook, and a purple light penetrated the head of the black-faced man like lightning.

ah!!

The black-faced man screamed, and his soul immediately disappeared, and his body turned into a pool of blood.

"Brother, how can you kill someone at will..."

Yu Fu's pretty face turned pale and looked at her brother with a reproachful look, which was unimaginable.

A strong man in the middle stage of the fusion was actually poisoned by Yu Yang in one move.

Poison kill.

He used poison!!

Yang Fan felt cold in his heart, but he looked at Yuyang coldly: "As a guest, you are a little inappropriate to kill people at will in my Xiandao Sect?"

Just now, Yu Yang suddenly took action, and his attack was fatal, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations, and even Yang Fan had no time to stop him.

"Hmph, I've seen him get impatient, and those who delay our plan for this trip will die."

Yu Yang waved his sleeves, and blood on the ground evaporated out of thin air and disappeared.

The hall is spotless and completely refreshed. It is hard to imagine that a murder occurred here just now.

"Master Yang, is this appropriate? This person has never appeared in the Immortal Dao Sect, and he will not have any connections with you."

Yu Yang pursed a wicked smile on his lips.

Yang Fan was extremely disgusted with this person. He killed an irrelevant person for his own preferences, and there was no slight fluctuation in his eyes.

"Enough."
To be continued...