Chapter 85 Back to Maple Leaf Valley

The next day, Yang Fan picked up the purple golden green leaves and galloped away in the direction of Maple Leaf Valley.

Standing on the purple green leaves, his mood fluctuates.

At the age of 20, he came out of the valley and killed Ma Yue, Hao Chujun and Ge Changtong, and never had the idea of returning to Maple Leaf Valley.

Now, I have to go back to the valley for Qin Linger and see the elder Feng who helped him in those years.

The purple golden green leaves are very fast, and they came to the periphery of Maple Leaf Valley in about three hours.

Looking at the familiar and strange Maple Leaf Valley gate, Yang Fan's mood was very complicated.

When the disciples on duty saw two people who had never met outside Yougu, they asked, "What's wrong with you going to the valley?"

Yang Fan has not returned to the valley for many years, and the disciples on duty have long changed others. Seeing that the other party is just five levels of cultivation, he doesn't want to embarrass the other party. Just said indifferently, "I'll discuss things with Elder Feng."

The two looked at him and found that he was a foundation-building cultivation. They hurriedly said, "The younger generation did not know that the seniors were coming and missed the welcome. I hope you can forgive me."

"No, can I go in?" Yang Fan didn't pay attention to it either.

The disciple on duty said respectfully, "Senior, please come in."

Yang Fan walked on the road paved with bluestone, recalled the scene when he was young, looked at the familiar place in the distance, and fell into meditation for a moment.

......

"You rubbish, you are lazy over there, you don't practice hard, and you can't do things well. What else can you do?"

"Waste, you are working again. Look at your virtue, which is also the material for a lifetime of doing chores. The way to cultivate immortals is something that you can think of, and it's better to work honestly.

"Haha..."

......

The ridicule of everyone is still vivid, and the "waste" of that year came to Maple Leaf Valley again. As time goes by, the grass and trees here have not changed.

At this time, his face is almost the same as when he left. The human skin mask has been damaged, and he does not need to use it again. The ghost people will definitely pursue it, and using that mask will undoubtedly reveal his identity.

When Yang Fan came to the martial arts arena, he saw a group of disciples watching there. The two disciples during the refining period could not stop fighting on the scene, and the fluctuation of magic power could not help but roll up dust.

He just smiled and turned his head away.

He Si is teaching his disciples in the valley to practice the formula and explain to them unclear points.

Far away, he saw a familiar figure, secretly strangely, and shouted, "The person in front of him, stop!"

All the disciples in the field stopped their movements, even the disciples who were practicing the magic formula. I don't know why Brother He scolded like this, and everyone turned their heads and looked at them.

Yang Fan suddenly looked back and looked at the other party. He thought that this person was the brother he was familiar with in those years. He said coldly, "What do you have any advice?"

He Si frowned and was about to scold him. He hadn't seen the "waste" for more than ten years, but now he is so arrogant, which is not bad. With his ten-level cultivation, he is also better than him.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's eyes condensed and released a huge pressure like the top of Mount Tai, and there was a trace of revenge in his cold eyes.

He Sili felt mountain-like pressure on his body, and his heart was suddenly frighted, his face suddenly turned red, and his legs could no longer support his weight, and he sat on the ground with a bang.

"Kka..." The increasing pressure hit He Si like a huge wave, and the bones on his body caused severe pain. Suddenly, there was a cold hum in his ear, and his chest was as tight as being hit by a stuffy hammer, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

But it was because of the spewing out of a mouthful of blood, and the pressure all over the body suddenly became news. In addition to his shock, He Si looked at Yang Fan like a ghost and muttered, "How can it be, how can it be, how can he build a foundation successfully!"

Yang Fan no longer paid attention to such a person and walked to the medicine farm.

"Brother He, how are you..."

"Brother, are you all right?"

"Brother He, did you hurt anything?"

The brothers around gathered around one after another, and they also felt the huge spiritual pressure just now, but it was only affected and did not really touch it.

One of the brothers' eyesight was so low that he actually praised, "Brother, you are so majestic that even the monks in the foundation period can shout casually. It's really amazing!"

He Si's face turned red in an instant, thinking that he was laughing at himself. He was so angry that he slapped him and beat him. Half of his face suddenly swollen and fell to the ground.

"Bullshit your mother! Get out! Get out of here!"

Everyone looked at each other in con sight. I don't know what happened to Brother He today and why he was so gaffen. He spoke loudly to the predecessors of the foundation period and beat people. But he couldn't listen to his words, so he had to turn around and leave the martial arts arena.

At this time, Feng Qingyun came over and said in a low voice, "Slow down, why do you gather the crowd to make noise?" Looking at the injured disciple who fell to the ground, he frowned and said, "Who is this person injured and the same family? I don't know if he will be punished by the door rules!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to tell each other directly, so they had to turn their eyes to He Si in the field.

Feng Qingyun saw this scene and shouted, "He Si, as a senior master, why did you hurt the disciples in the valley for no reason!"

He Si was so confused that he hurriedly bowed and said, " Elder, this, this..."

Feng Qingyun scolded, "Don't say it quickly!" With his cultivation in the middle of building the foundation, the sound of scolding is not a joke.

He Si was like drinking spirits, his face was red, his feet staggered, and he stepped back two steps. Forced to be helpless, he had to tell the situation one by one and beg for mercy: "Please forgive me."

Feng Qingyun was also surprised to hear the news of Yang Fan. When he left the valley, he was only a weak year. Since then, there has been no news. He has always thought that he had already died outside. How can he not surprise him when he has successfully built the foundation and now returns to the valley?

"In contrast, what should be the door rules in the valley?"

He's face is like dead ashes, but he can't but answer, whispered, "I'm responsible for a hundred whips, facing the wall for three years."

Feng Qingyun said coldly, "Go to the law enforcement hall by yourself!"

After saying that, he sacrificed the take-off sword and turned into a blue light and left.

At this time, Yang Fan came to the hut outside the medicine shed, which had long been uninhabited, and the dust inside was also accumulated in a thick layer. The wardrobes, tables and chairs in the corner of the room were exactly the same as when he left. Looking at the familiar scene, he muttered to himself, "In those years, I reached the level of energy refining here, and I also vowed not to be a waste here. Now, the vow has been fulfilled, but there is still a long way to go.

Looking out of the window, I seem to see the future.

After a long time, he laughed and said, "The elders have come here, why don't you come out to meet?"

"Haha, Yang Fan, Yang Fan, I didn't expect that after many years, you have successfully built the foundation now. It's really congratifying!" Feng Qingyun smiled and opened his face with a happy look on his face.

Yang Fan bowed and saluted: "I dare not forget this achievement until I heard the kindness of the elder's teaching of art. During the period of artistic success, I came to the valley to pay a visit. During the refining period, Feng Qingyun did point to him in the medicine well, and in the days after that, he had questions and answers. It can be said that he taught him, saving many detours in practice.

Feng Qingyun praised him and said, "Get up quickly. At that time, it was just casual. You don't have to worry too much."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the demon spirit and said, "Who is this?"

Yang Fan explained, "This is my good friend Qin Chuan. I have time to come with you today."

When Feng Qingyun saw that the demon spirit didn't say anything, he ignored it and asked, "What are you going to do when you go back to the valley this time? Should I stay in the valley and not leave, or is there something else?"

Yang Fan smiled and knew that the other party seemed to see what he was thinking. He said bluntly, "This time, one is to worship the elder, and the other is to inquire about something. I hope the elder will be successful."

Feng Qingyun sighed and said, "Maple Leaf Valley is weak. It's just a guide for you. Today's achievements is entirely up to you. If you don't want to stay, I won't force you."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Thank you for your success."

"If you have nothing to do, you don't have to go to the Three Treasures Hall. It's okay to say anything." Feng Qingyun waved his hand.

"E Elder, I've heard you say that spiritual elixir can connect limbs and break bones. I don't know if the broken tendons can continue?" Yang Fan said with an open mind.

Feng Qingyun was slightly surprised when he heard the words and said, "I didn't expect that you could still remember it clearly after many years. It's not easy." Speaking of this, he glanced at him and said, "The effect of spiritual elixir is extraordinary. It is true that broken limbs and bones can continue, and naturally broken tendons can also continue."

Yang Fan asked, "Can the tendons cut off a few years ago be continued?"

Feng Qingyun smiled and said, "The tendons are not as good as bones. If the bones are well preserved, they are naturally sustainable. However, the reason why Jianjian can help the body walk and dodge is because of its resilience. If the tendons are broken for a few days, the spiritual elixir can make it recover as before in the short term. If it can be restored a few years ago, as long as it is a medium-grade or top-grade spiritual elixir.

Yang Fan said happily, "Thank you for your guidance. I'm very grateful."

Seeing him like this, Feng Qingyun asked, "Yang Fan, is your friend injured?"

Yang Fan nodded and replied, "Yes, a woman was broken by a thief and forced her to alchemy for her."

"Bunthing!" Feng Qingyun shouted angrily, "There are such vicious people in the world. As an alchemist who can choose alchemy by himself, how can such a thing be done? It's really hateful! Yang Fan, you can get rid of these scum.

Yang Fan felt strange. He didn't know why Elder Feng was so angry. Although he was also an alchemist, he shouldn't.

"Well, it has been removed by the boy, and there is no such person in the world."

"Good job!" Feng Qingyun praised loudly.

Yang Fan put down the event at this time and asked, " Elder, I don't know if there is an elixir to refine the elixir in the valley?"

He once saw Feng Qingyun refining spiritual elixir, that's why he asked this question.

Feng Qingyun smiled, took out an elixir and said with a smile, "There are two medium-grade spiritual elixirs in it, one external application and one internal service. You should know."

Yang Fan was overjoyed: "Thank you, Elder!"

He took the elixir, and there were two medium-grade spiritual elixir in it, which was the key to Linger's recovery from injury.

Suddenly, a black cloud came in the sky.

Yang Fan fixed his eyes and suddenly felt that the person who came was a disciple of the ghost religion and quickly came to control the evil ghost flag.

"Evalier Feng, how can the ghosts be in the Maple Leaf Valley?"

His expression turned cold in an instant, and his good impression of Feng Qingyun suddenly fell to the freezing point. Yang Fan knew very well that the ghost people wanted to get rid of him quickly, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly and so suddenly.

Feng Qingyun sighed and said with a bitter smile, "The foundation of Maple Leaf Valley for hundreds of years cannot be abandoned in our hands. The ghost religion is powerful, and it is really a helpless move.

At this time, the ghost fog in the sky fell.

Yang Fan turned his head and saw that the other party was a young man in black. In the middle of the foundation, he was embroidered with a bright red blood drop mark on his chest. Sure enough, he was undoubtedly a ghost.