Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

"The meridian has been fully developed, and the vitality is sufficient, but it cannot be broken through."

Shen Xintong could clearly feel that her body was stuck at the peak of the sixth level of Qi training.

"It's okay, try a few more times, your speed is fast enough, I'm even envious."

Yang Fan sat cross-legged at the side, took out a gourd from the interspatial ring, which contained expensive spiritual liquid, and took out an empty sapphire porcelain bottle, poured some crystal-clear and somewhat viscous spiritual liquid into it.

Shen Xintong smiled, and decided in her heart that even if her cultivation progressed quickly in the future, she would never surpass Yang Fan, "What is this? The spiritual energy contained is so strong!"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Spiritual liquid is formed by condensing a large amount of spiritual energy. One drop is worth hundreds of third-grade Qi Gathering Pills. You can take one drop every time you refine it."

Shen Xintong's eyes were full of astonishment, she secretly sighed that Yang Fan had so many treasures, she became more and more curious about the master Yang Fan was talking about, and at the same time she was also surprised that there was such a character in Blue Star, she hesitated a little and asked: "Xiao Fan, can you tell me about your master? "

Yang Fan thought about it, and decided to tell the truth: "It's actually my grandfather..."

At first, he still had some concerns, but now, maybe it was because Shen Xintong was willing to do such a thing before, which made him feel dizzy, and felt that her heart belonged entirely to him, so he gave her enough trust.

Listening to Yang Fan's narration, Shen Xintong's eyes brightened, her expression kept changing, and she muttered in her heart: "It's actually from the underworld..."

Although it was unbelievable, the idea of ​​Yang Fan joking also appeared in his mind, but seeing Yang Fan's expression, Shen Xintong believed it instantly.

"Xiao Fan, don't worry, I know the seriousness of the matter, and without your permission, I won't let anyone out of my mouth at all."

While saying this, Shen Xintong felt ashamed in her heart, and hesitated whether to tell her physical problems now.

It was she herself who proposed to be honest with each other before, and she really planned to do so, but she wanted to delay the time a little bit due to selfishness and wait until the raw rice was cooked and cooked to completely take down Yang Fan.

Now that Yang Fan told the biggest secret, she felt a little owed and unfair to Yang Fan.

Seeing her in a daze, Yang Fan asked, "What are you thinking?"

Shen Xintong looked directly at Yang Fan, and said silently for a moment: "Xiao Fan, will you leave me?"

"will not."

Yang Fan smiled, secretly thinking that women are really like what they say on the Internet, they are easy to worry about gains and losses, and they always like to ask similar questions when they are in love, "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

"anyway?"

"Ah."

Shen Xintong moved her body, stretched out her hand to take Yang Fan's hand and said seriously: "Alright then, I have something very important to tell you."

"You said."

"I can't have children."

Yang Fan was stunned, seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, he immediately guessed, frowned and said: "Because of your physical problems, is it caused by dysmenorrhea?"

Seeing Yang Fan frowned, Shen Xintong's heart tightened, a bit of bitterness emerged from the corner of her mouth, and she loosened her grip on Yang Fan, secretly said: Sure enough, this problem is a fatal problem for Yang Fan, and it would be difficult for others.

Yang Fan turned his hand to grab Shen Xintong's wrist to feel his pulse, and his vitality flowed through him, "Tell me the details."

Shen Xintong looked a little sad, "Congenital cold in the palace, I was very weak when I was a child, I have seen many doctors, your grandfather also showed me, and now I have stabilized, as long as I don't catch a cold and eat indiscriminately, I will have a stomachache during menstruation. There are other abnormalities, and there is no way to get pregnant..."

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and carefully examined her body for 10 minutes. The female reproductive functions such as the uterus were healthy, and no special problems were found.

Thinking to no avail, Yang Fan raised his head to see Shen Xintong's expression, squeezed her weak and boneless hands, and said with a smile: "It's okay, if you don't have a baby, you won't have a baby."

Although he longed for it in his heart, and his grandfather's greatest last wish was also this, but as an advanced youth in the new era, this is still acceptable.

The main reason is that he felt a deep love from Shen Xintong, and he cared more about himself than Niu Guyu.

Shen Xintong was taken aback, surprise appeared on his face, "Really?"

Then he bit his lip and smiled, "It's okay Xiaofan, I've thought about this kind of thing a long time ago, and I'm prepared, don't force it."

"Don't force it, be serious."

Yang Fan pulled her over and hugged her tightly, "And we can't be optimistic about the past. We are all immortal cultivators and maybe we can find a way, even if we can't find it, it doesn't matter."

Supporting Yang Fan's shoulders, Shen Xintong lifted up, stared at his eyes for a while, his eyes were slightly moist, and then threw himself into his arms, clasping his arms tightly, rubbing his head against his neck to make the two of them stick even tighter, tighter, He murmured softly: "I'm so lucky, Xiaofan, no matter what happens, I will be loyal to you and live for you..."

Suddenly, Shen Xintong let out a 'puchi' laugh, remembering her writing novels, harem literature, driving, extra stories.

Yang Fan straightened her body, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I thought of something fun, I'll tell you slowly later, let's continue to practice."

The corners of Shen Xintong's mouth curled up, thinking how interesting it would be to chat with Yang Fan online as the platinum god of 'Sister Wutong'.

The last time Yang Fan went to her house, she knew that she was reading her own novel, so she went to the fan group to check carefully, and sure enough, she found a fan in one of the vip groups with the penguin nickname 'Sailing', so she knew it was Yang Fan.

The time of practice passed quickly, and the sky brightened in a blink of an eye, and sunlight came in from the window.

Yang Fan and Shen Xintong sat cross-legged on the big bed facing each other, refining the aura in their bodies.

A bell rang, the two opened their eyes, Shen Xintong picked up the phone and glanced, "My dad, hello~ Dad!"

"Xiaotong, just saw the text message, you take him to the hospital..."

In the smoking area in the stairwell on the third floor of the People's Hospital, Shen Wenyuan looked haggard.

At this moment, less than three hours away from the estimated time, the expert group has discussed and tried several methods but still cannot work, and the lives of 24 young children are in jeopardy.

Because I was busy all the time, I didn't see my daughter's text message until after nine o'clock the next day. Shen Wenyuan immediately raised hope and called back.

He knew that his daughter would not be targeted indiscriminately, and that his wife's age-old disease could be cured, so he should have two options, so he decided to ask Yang Fan to try it. It's better to try if there is a chance, than to wait and be helpless.

"Okay, let's rush over there right away."

Shen Xintong hung up the phone and looked at Yang Fan, Yang Fan said: "I heard it, let's go take a look."

After a brief wash, the two hurriedly drove to Dongyang County People's Hospital.

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