I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 609,

"This horn can add some strength to you."

Yang Zhao couldn't help but give Yang Yun a cold look.

"This medicine is very hard to come by. If you don't believe me, ask Doctor Fan."

"Senior Yang, the young master is worried about you."

Turning around, Doctor Fan looked at Yang Yun with a smile.

"It is indeed rare. If this horn had not been destroyed, you would not be able to withstand its original medicinal properties with your current cultivation level, let alone add two points of strength. Now it is just right for you, this is also fate. Senior Yang loves you, young master, just be happy."

After comforting Yang Yun with a few words, Doctor Fan began to get busy, asking about the condition, examining the body, combing the spiritual power, preparing medicines, and determining acupuncture points.

From time to time, he would explain a few words to Yang Zhao to comfort the family member.

Yang Zhao couldn't bear it, so he called a few little people to help. They couldn't help much, but they could certainly help handing things over or looking at medicine.

These little people did not mind that they were wasting their talents. They pricked up their ears and worked actively. They were caring about Doctor Xu but not overly fawning. When it came to professional knowledge, they would never ask any more questions unless it was necessary.

Compared to others, Yang Yun was a little miserable.

The treatment process this time was no more comfortable than the 100-day foundation-building process, and was even more so. For fear of affecting the treatment effect, Yang Zhao did not dare to give him anesthetics, painkillers or the like, and he could only rely on himself to bear it.

By the fifth day of treatment, Yang Yun's spirit had stabilized and he was able to take down the soul-calming lamp.

After more than half a month of treatment, Yang Yun finally recovered. The process was very smooth. Doctor Fan was skilled and experienced, and he was worthy of being recognized by the Lord of Laiyuan Prefecture.

Before leaving, Dr. Fan asked Yang Zhao to talk to him alone for a while.

"Master Fujun knows your hard work. A few days ago, he got a token for observing the Four-Party Conference and asked me to bring it to you. If you have time, you can go and take a look."

Looking at the silver-white token handed over by Doctor Fan, Yang Zhao was a little caught off guard.

Zong Yan once told her about the Four-Party Conference. This conference was considered a major event in the nearby cultivation world, and those who could participate were all the chosen ones from aristocratic families.

The condition that Zong Yan wanted to take her to participate last time was that Yang Zhao join his family.

Yang Zhao took the token, looked at it, and asked softly.

"Aren't the places for the Four-Party Conference very scarce? Why did Lord Fujun think of giving me this token?"

Doctor Fan lowered his head slightly and did not look directly at Yang Zhao.

"As you know, the court of the Great Zhou has been in turmoil recently. Many people who were qualified to go are no longer qualified. Lord Fujun thought of you at the time and found one for you."

Shaking the token, Yang Zhao felt emotional. He never expected that he would eventually become the butterfly that caused the storm.

"My Lord, do you have any instructions for me?"

"There are also several young talents from Laiyuan Prefecture participating in the conference this time. Lord Prefecture hopes that you can watch out for each other and strengthen your momentum."

Nodding, Yang Zhao put the token into his Qiankun bag.

"I don't know where this four-party conference is held."

"Originally, the Sujin clan was supposed to undertake this event, but unexpectedly, an emperor of the Sujin clan blocked the area under his jurisdiction a few days ago. All the teleportation arrays in his territory were closed, and no one knew or contacted each other, so the conference was ruined. Later, several emperors of the Sujin clan offered a high price and asked Bai Yu to take over this job in the upper realm."

As he spoke, Doctor Fan lowered his voice, a hint of mystery on his face.

"According to rumors, when the emperor was on patrol, he realized that one of his souls had left the Sujin Pagoda, so he sealed his territory."

Yang Zhao also lowered his voice and moved closer.

"He is already an emperor, is he still afraid of his own soul?" "He is a big shot, we little cultivators have no idea what he is thinking. But looking at his nervous look, if his soul is out, it will be a big shot who can stir up the storm."

Doctor Fan shared a big piece of news, which quickly improved the relationship between the two people.

"Senior Yang, there are only six months left before the Four-Party Conference. Usually, the team will set out three or four months in advance. This Four-Party Conference is both a training and a way to make friends. I wonder when you will leave?"

Yang Zhao hesitated a little: "I have to wait for my brother to build his foundation successfully. I will have to stay here for a few days. I am afraid I can't go with him."

"Of course, the young master's cultivation is more important."

Afterwards, Yang Zhao took the silver and gifts he had collected, and went with Yang Yun to send Doctor Fan back.

After returning, the two of them changed places as usual and began to discuss the Four-Party Conference.

"It's Bai Yu Shangjie again. Since arriving in Yeyuan, this word has appeared quite frequently."

Throwing the sign to Yang Yun, Yang Zhao couldn't help but complain.

"Maybe there's something on your mind, and you get stressed when you hear this word."

Yang Yun examined the brand carefully, but couldn't see anything special about it.

"This brand looks quite common, so it should be easy to copy."

With a slight smile, Yang Zhao lightly tapped his fingers in the air, and a bit of spiritual power was sent into the silver-white token.

The token suddenly became heavier, and Yang Yun loosened his hand unexpectedly. The token passed through the water ball and fell to the ground.

Yang Zhao picked up the token, shook off the sand on it, and threw it to Yang Yun again.

"I only found this special thing. I guess there are other verification methods, but we just haven't discovered them yet."

"You should come with me this time. Even if you can't go in to visit, you can still go to Baiyu Upper Realm to see and experience it."

Yang Yun, who was fiddling with the token, paused and slowly put his hand down.

"It's really a great opportunity, but I won't go."

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhao was puzzled.

"Wait until I succeed in building my foundation and I will go back. Sister, you also know our situation. If we want to inherit the various skills in the clan soul land as soon as possible, I am definitely the most suitable one."

"By then, I estimate that I will have to travel all over the country. It will take several months, and there is no way I can visit all the immortal temples."

"In terms of time, I just missed this four-party conference."

"Besides, my cultivation is much lower than yours, and I am afraid that I will cause you trouble if I go. If you encounter any danger there, it will be more convenient for you to advance or retreat without me."

Nodding silently, Yang Zhao sighed.

“It’s just a pity that this opportunity was wasted.”

Nearly two months later, Yang Yun successfully established his foundation. He finally got rid of the big water ball and was able to stand on the ground with his feet.

"Fuck, my legs are weak now, sister, I feel like I'm not a human anymore, I feel like a mermaid these days, I have no legs!"

"Oh my god, I love the earth so much! Ah, this is what the soil here tastes like!"

Looking at his younger brother jumping and rolling on the ground, Yang Zhao turned his head and couldn't bear to watch.

But these days were indeed hard for Yang Yun. Yang Zhao had endured the pain of building the foundation for a hundred days bit by bit.