Xianhong Road

Chapter 172
"Hmph! Tell me...who...who is stuttering!"

A voice filled with infinite anger came, and immediately a powerful and oppressive spiritual pressure descended on the place.

Yang Fan secretly thought it was bad, apparently Hu Fei broke in, he was concentrating on this aspect while healing and talking to Wu Shuang, and didn't pay attention to this son's movements.

As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed in. Hu Fei stood at the door with his hands on his hips, staring at Wushuang fiercely, his eyes burning with rage.

"It's you……"

Wushuang felt very surprised, and immediately stood up from the ground, put one hand on the sword behind his back, and then looked questioningly at Yang Fan who was healing himself.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "He is my friend. I just met in Kyoto today. I didn't expect that you have already dealt with each other."

"Hmph... today I... let's settle... settle the score!"

Hu Fei crossed his hands, and traces of "Red Dazzling Thunder Fire" sizzled in front of him, invisible coercion permeated the entire courtyard, and a terrifying and trembling breath condensed in the air.

"My injury is still not healed, and you are eager to find me for a duel? Have you forgotten that our next battle will be in a month." Wu Shuang's tone was very flat. Although he was very afraid of Hu Fei, he was still calm. Si, there was no trace of fear or panic in his eyes.

"You...you insult...insult me, so I...I want to teach...you a lesson."

Hu Fei hummed and said to Yang Fan:
"Yang... Pharmacist Yang, let... get out of the way!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "Wu Shuang is also my friend, do you really want to hurt him? Have you forgotten your current identity?"

"This... this?" Hu Fei was stunned, "but...but he insulted...insulted me, and you...you can't...restrict me from revenge!"

Hu Fei was not stupid, he began to argue based on reason, he only agreed to be Yang Fan's personal bodyguard, responsible for protecting him, but he didn't say to restrict him from doing other things.

"Hmph, you are a stutterer! If a person dare not even admit his shortcomings, how can he make progress?"

Wushuang sneered, with an extremely tough attitude.

"You, you..." Hu Fei's anger that had just calmed down suddenly rose to an unprecedented level.

Yang Fan couldn't help sighing secretly, and smiled bitterly in his heart: This Wushuang is too embarrassing...

Hu Fei's personal flaws, of course he himself understands.But such shameless irony like Wushuang would make anyone furious.

"I...I want to kill...kill you!"

Hu Fei's hands were almost trembling, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Wushuang, why bother? You are seriously injured now, why don't you apologize to Fellow Daoist Hu."

Yang Fan lowered his voice to persuade.

"Yang Yaoshi, get out of the way, I, Wushuang, am not afraid of anyone's challenge!"

Wushuang pushed Yang Fan away, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Even in this situation, he still didn't back down, his energy reached a peak in an instant, and a boundless arrogance of Lingyun supremacy faintly rose from his body.

Clang!
The cold light is overwhelming, Wushuang draws his sword!
A dazzling white horse streaked across the room, forming a thrilling light and shadow. At the same time, a gentle and pleasant sword sound rippling through the void, Xiao Xiao's sword rushed straight into the sky with boundless arrogance.

At that moment, the sword light was dazzling, as if it had become the focus of the whole world. In contrast, everything else was running like a turtle.

scoff——

With a flash of cold light, Wushuang struck with lightning, stabbing in front of Hu Fei.

Hu Fei was startled, Wushuang's blow was completely beyond his expectation, the speed, timing, and angle all reached an unbelievable level.

In the last fight, Wu Shuang drew his sword and attacked at the last moment, severely wounding him.

But this time, Wushuang made a premeditated strike, and the momentary youth that bloomed from that sword made Yang Fan, who was watching the battle by his side, feel a sense of amazement that he had not seen for a long time.

Chila~poof!
The white horse collided with the thunder and fire condensed on Hu Fei's arm with fierce and terrifying sword energy. The two held each other for half a breath in the void. The sword broke through Hu Fei's protective layer and stabbed him in the shoulder.

puff!

Hu Fei froze, his shoulder was pierced, and there was a trace of confusion and doubt in his eyes.

"stop!"

Yang Fan's figure flashed, and he came towards this side.

Clang!
With the sword back in its sheath, Wushuang showed a victor's smile, but his face turned paler, his body was crumbling, and he was extremely weak.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Fan only saw a stunning sword light and the hazy outline of the sword, but never saw his true face.

"This... How... is it possible?"

Hu Fei stood there blankly, feeling the sword energy in his body that was wreaking havoc and destruction in his body. If he was hit by such a tyrannical sword, if he was an ordinary monk in the concentration stage, his body would probably have been destroyed.

But his physical body is extremely powerful, comparable to monsters of the same level. The buffered sword only caused him to suffer serious internal and external injuries, and he can recover after a few days of recuperation.

thump!
Wushuang's body softened and fell to the ground, with a smile on his face, he said sarcastically: "This is the end of underestimating the enemy. Do you think that if I am injured, Wushuang can eat me?"

After hearing this, Hu Fei trembled with anger, pointed at Wushuang, but did not move.

He was a very strong person, but now that Wushuang couldn't even stand up, and said such a remark, he didn't bother to make a move.

"If you want to fight, save it until next time. Let me heal your injuries first."

Yang Fan said lightly, and continued to heal Wushuang. Hu Fei groaned, and sat down on the ground with an expression of unwillingness and disbelief.

About an hour later, Yang Fan withdrew his hand and said to Wushuang, "Your injury has been healed."

"Thank you." Wu Shuang smiled slightly: "With you as a pharmacist, I can challenge more powerful opponents in the future, including those cultivators who are above the concentration stage..."

"You're welcome, as long as you have a breath, Yang can save your life."

Yang Fan said confidently, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

Both Wushuang and Hu Fei are very strong people, the former is a martial idiot, and the latter is a fighting madman.

When these two meet together, they will naturally fight.

Yang Fan is naturally willing to see this situation. He has just healed Wushuang's injury, and his cultivation level has improved significantly, at least it is worth several months of cultivation at this stage.

"Okay, let's leave now. Yang will open a medical clinic in Kyoto soon. I hope you will take care of the medical clinic's business."

Yang Fan smiled before leaving.

"No problem, I will recommend my opponent to your clinic."

The corners of Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly, full of evil intentions.

"Thanks in advance!"

Of course Yang Fan understood what he meant. The target of Wushuang's challenge would be beaten to death or maimed in all likelihood.

Saying goodbye to Wushuang, Yang Fan returned to Yanwang Mansion.

Wangfu, where Xin Ning lives.

As soon as Yang Fan arrived at his residence, he saw Yu Wenxin standing in front of the house with a worried face on his face. When he saw him coming, he breathed a sigh of relief and showed a happy expression on his face: "Brother Yang is finally back. I heard from the guards in the house that you followed the monster. , Xin'er is really worried."

"What's wrong with me? Miss Xin'er is so worried." Yang Fan smiled slightly, pointed at Hu Fei and introduced, "This is my friend Hu Fei, who is also Yang's personal bodyguard."

"I've seen Immortal Hu."

Yu Wenxin paid attention to Hu Fei's eyes, and greeted him very politely.

Hu Fei, on the other hand, looked indifferent. This son obviously didn't have any concept of beautiful women. It can be seen from his big fight against the female pharmacist Xixuan of Lanyue Medical Center.

"He has this personality, don't blame Miss Xin'er."

Yang Fan chatted with Yu Wenxin for a few words, and then talked about his plan to set up a medical clinic.

"The pharmacist is going to open a clinic soon?" Yu Wenxin asked in surprise.

"Yes." Yang Fan said emotionally: "This will be the second medical clinic I want to open. I heard that Xin'er is very knowledgeable, can you help me plan one or two?"

"Brother Yang was joking." Yu Wenxin pursed her lips and chuckled, "However, I can give you a reference."

"That's great. I'm having a headache about this matter. I just went to the three most authoritative medical clinics in Kyoto to have a look..."

Yang Fan was delighted, it's always good to have one more helper, not to mention Yu Wenxin's extraordinary intelligence.

In the next few days, Yang Fan began to plan for the hospital. According to his request, Yu Wenxin helped out with some ideas.

Of course, for specific matters, the old housekeeper of the palace can handle them.

For some medicinal materials that need to be purchased, Yang Fan will write a list and ask the old housekeeper to send someone to collect them.

As for some medicinal materials, elixir, and other materials in the world of cultivating immortals, Yang Fan personally went to buy them, and no negligence was allowed.

For this reason, he traveled all over several large cities near Kyoto, and finally bought most of the materials.

There are also some rare medicinal materials, which have matured in Xianhong's space. Yang Fan collected some of them. These are valuable materials, including some natural and earthly treasures.

Five days later, Yang Fan began to use materials to make alchemy.The alchemy formula in the Lay on Treatment chapter can greatly speed up his alchemy speed, the effect of the panacea, and the success rate.

This time, most of the spirit pills he refined were used for healing, and these spirit pills would be used as the reserve and strength foundation of the medical hall.

About ten days later, Yang Fan concocted dozens of batches of panacea, the value of which should not be underestimated, enough to make ordinary immortals jealous.

In this way, it took a total of half a month...During this period, Yang Fan's ideal medical center had been built somewhere in Kyoto under the arrangement of Yu Wenxin and the housekeeper of the palace.

The medical center is located in the bustling area of ​​Kyoto.

It is the same as Yang Fan's plan: the medical hall is a pale green ancient pagoda with five floors, each floor is two feet high, and the interior layout is simple and elegant, with a good ancient charm.

The walls and floor are decorated very comfortably. There are some calligraphy and paintings pasted on the former, and there are some exotic flowers and plants in the house, as well as light and fresh sandalwood.

The overall style is natural and fresh, but without losing the atmosphere, giving people a pleasing feeling.

"Not bad."

Yang Fan walked into his own medical clinic and was very satisfied. The medical clinic was planned according to his own ideals, which coincided with the artistic conception in Xianhong Jue and his kung fu style.

At this moment, the medical clinic has not yet opened, and even the name is yet to be determined.

Seeing this, Yang Fan frowned.

What is the name of this clinic?

Looking at the five-storey ancient green pagoda full of elegant and natural atmosphere, the power of Xianhong Jue in Yang Fan's body suddenly began to work.

His eyes lit up: "Since what I am practicing is Xianhong Jue, I might as well name it 'Xianhong Medical Center'."

Xianhong Medical Center is named after the heaven-defying exercises practiced by Yang Fan.

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