I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

Chapter 1090: Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!

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This is the reason why Yang Fan waited until he made Li Liangcai and Tian Chanzi his own before suddenly asking them this question.

This was different from the situation when he revealed that Ling Yun was possessed by a demon spirit at Jinghua University.

At that time, he was protected by big guys like Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong, and his safety was guaranteed. There was no need to worry that Ling Yun and Wu Dao would suddenly fall out with him or kill someone to silence him.

But here, especially in front of these two pseudo-emperors who have experienced breaking through the emperor realm, it is never too much to be cautious.

And the facts proved that his worries were not unnecessary.

As expected, Master Tianchan already knew the identity of the demon possessed by Li Yongyan.

And judging from his current demeanor, it seems that he doesn't want Yang Fan to reveal it so obviously.

"Old Man Li doesn't know about this matter."

Facing Yang Fan's questioning, the old monk was not as angry and angry as he expected. He looked at Yang Fan calmly and responded softly.

"He suffered more serious Dao injuries than the poor monk, and his mental perception seemed a bit slower than before. Moreover, the demon spirit possessing Li Yongyan seemed to be a demon beast that was half-step into the demon emperor realm, and the strength of the soul was not weak. , very good at disguise.”

"Even the poor monk finally confirmed it thirty years ago when he noticed something strange in the fluctuations of his soul when he broke through to the King Realm."

"The reason why I haven't exposed it for so many years is not because the poor monk can't tolerate and protect me, but because I don't want Lao Li to go through the shock and suffering of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man before he dies."

Li Yongyan inherited Li Liangcai's Beiming magical power, and he was the most promising member of the old Li family to surpass Li Liangcai and become the emperor in the future.

Li Liangcai has had high hopes for this grandson since he was a child. He has trained him carefully and doted on him very much. His affection for this grandson is even deeper than his affection for his third son.

The old monk has known Li Liangcai for more than two hundred years, and he understands the mood of his old partner best. Naturally, he does not want to see this old friend experience the pain of losing a grandchild again in the last period of his life.

Therefore, he deliberately concealed this matter for thirty years.

And Li Yongyan, in the past thirty years, has made rapid progress from the initial king level to the current ninth level emperor.

Of course.

Over the years, in order to prevent Li Yongyan from using his identity and authority to leak key information about the Human Federation to the demon clan, the old monk has secretly made many arrangements. In the past thirty years, Li Yongyan has only been practicing demon hunting to improve his realm, and has not had the opportunity to contact him. Lots of federal secrets.

Originally, the old monk planned to personally solve this security risk after Lao Li finally died and returned to the West, lest this kid really become the Human Emperor and harm the entire human federation.

Unexpectedly, now Yang Fan saw the flaw at a glance.

The old monk told Yang Fan the cause and effect of the incident at a very fast speed, and finally said softly to Yang Fan:

"This demon spirit has always lived under the supervision of the poor monk, and has never done anything detrimental to the human race or the federation. Instead, he used his talent of Beiming's magical power to force him to kill it with his own hands. There are quite a few high-level monsters.”

"So, the poor monk hopes that the young benefactor can also turn a blind eye, at least not let Old Man Li know such a cruel truth before his life span is exhausted."

"You know, too many people from the Li family have died for the Federation. The poor monk doesn't want him to know that the grandson he has always valued most died unexpectedly more than fifty years ago!"

"The poor monk just wants to let this old man die more peacefully!"

Yang Fan was silent.

Unexpectedly, the reason why Master Tianchan concealed the truth was because of Mr. Li.

What's more, I didn't expect that Li Yongyan, who seemed to be only about thirty years old, was already over fifty years old.

Calculating the time, this kid should have been born before the Emperor's Covenant.

It was only during that chaotic time that the demon clan could plot against Li Liangcai and successfully send a demon spirit to Li Liangcai's newborn grandson, successfully possessing the spirit.

"Master Tianchan, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!"

After a while, Yang Fan looked up at Master Tianchan again and said softly: "I still suggest that I tell Mr. Li the truth now. Whether to kill or keep him alive is entirely up to Mr. Li."

"But… "

The old monk was about to speak out to persuade, but Yang Fan interrupted him directly and said directly: "Junior just said that I have a way to heal the injuries of Mr. Li and the master."

"Moreover, even if my cultivation does not break through to the Emperor Realm, I am sure that I can extend the lifespan of the two seniors."

In other words, the old monk wanted to wait until Li Liang died and returned to the west, but he couldn't wait any longer.

Maybe Li Yongyan, the impostor, has become emperor, and Li Liangcai can still live well.

The old monk's expression froze, and he immediately understood what Yang Fan meant.

If Old Man Li is really seriously injured and dying, it will be fine. It doesn't matter if he waits for a few more months or even a few more years.

But what if Old Man Li's injury is healed? If he will no longer be in danger of his life, can he continue to hide it like this

Raising tigers will eventually lead to disaster, and he can't keep putting it off like this.

If one day we really want Li Yongyan to achieve the realm of emperor ahead of schedule, who can suppress him anymore

"Are you really sure that you can heal our wounds?"

After a long time, Lao Shanghe asked Yang Fan again, with a trace of expectation and excitement suppressed in his voice.

"Of course!" Yang Fan responded decisively: "There is no disease in this world that I, Yang Fan, cannot cure!"

"You boasted something awesome, your social skills have been slightly improved, your verbal flexibility has been slightly strengthened, and your eloquence +1."

Hearing this system prompt, Yang Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

There was no hint of gaining the deep trust of Master Tianchan. It seemed that the old monk still had doubts and did not fully believe what Yang Fan said.

"When I was in the Grandmaster realm, I had already obtained the title of Imperial Physician, and successfully treated several senior half-step emperors who were seriously injured and became cripples."

Yang Fan began to brag and put gold on his face.

"Now that the juniors are in the king's realm, it is easier to treat half-step emperors. Even if they face the two seniors who are in the king's realm, they can still gain something."

"In fact, if the injuries on both of you weren't too special, and it wasn't regular meridians or soul damage, I would have healed you long ago!"

The old monk did not refute.

Having just personally experienced the effects of Yang Fan's healing technique, he did not doubt the authenticity of Yang Fan's words.

Yang Fan's healing technique was indeed extremely powerful. Although it did not cure or even contain the damage caused by the injuries in their bodies, it allowed their vitality and life origin to recover to a certain extent in a short period of time.

Even some of the hidden wounds left in his body in the early years completely disappeared under the baptism of Yang Fan's healing skills.

This Yang Fan is indeed capable.

However, the Dao injuries on him and Old Man Li were not ordinary injuries, but the backlash of Dao rules, which could not be cured by conventional medical methods.

"Master, you can think about it. If the junior's cultivation reaches the emperor level, the junior's healing skills will inevitably improve qualitatively, and it may not be impossible to heal Taoist injuries."

Yang Fan continued to speak eloquently: "Ten thousand steps back, even then, the junior's healing skills will still be unable to deal with this injury, but the powerful vitality supplement attached to the healing skills will not be able to heal the two seniors." If you continue to maintain your current state of existence, you will not die due to the exhaustion of the source of life."

"Moreover, as long as the junior's cultivation continues to improve, the junior's healing ability will continue to improve, and there will always be a time when this kind of injury can be touched and healed."

"Believe me, my promotion speed is really fast, and my healing skills are really amazing."

"This is definitely not a boast. If there is one person in this world who can heal the Taoist injuries of these two seniors, that person must be me!"

Yang Fan puffed up his chest, looked arrogant and arrogant, and spoke in a serious and unashamed way.

"You boasted something awesome and successfully gained the deep trust of the Spiritual Emperor (Incomplete) Tian Chanzi. Your social skills have been greatly improved, your verbal flexibility has been greatly enhanced, and your eloquence +100."

Oh yeah!

Yang Fan clenched his fist hard and finally convinced the old monk.

"Little friend Yang Fan!" Seeing Yang Fan's silence and no response, Li Liangcai asked Yang Fan again: "How come you suddenly remembered to ask this question, but found something abnormal in Central City?"

Li Liangcai had also heard many rumors about Yang Fan's spiritual perception and divine eyes.

Now that Yang Fan suddenly asked about demon possession, the old man couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart.

Before Yang Fan could speak, he heard the old monk's voice softly chanting the Buddha's name: "Ami...that Buddha!"

"Forget it, what is supposed to come will eventually come. Since we can no longer hide it, let this evil man do it for the poor monk!"

As the old monk spoke, the spiritual will in the sea of consciousness naturally burst out, covering the entire courtyard in an instant, and instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Among them, Li Yongyan's heart was beating fast and his fingertips were trembling unconsciously.

Ever since Yang Fan suddenly mentioned the topic of possessed demon spirits, Li Yongyan felt a trace of uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.

Now, seeing the old monk suddenly echoing the words and even directly sealing off the entire courtyard with his spiritual will, the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.

"Old monk, what are you doing?" Li Liangcai turned to look at the old monk in bewilderment, "To put it bluntly, with us two old guys here, who can change the world?"

"Old man." Master Tianchan clasped his hands together and suddenly asked Li Liangcai in a serious and solemn voice: "Do you know why the poor monk has not liked your precious grandson for so many years?"

(End of chapter)