Chapter 70: Arrangements and Teachings

Walking along the way, Zhang Xuan took the initiative to avoid many cameras, yet he did not make much of an effort to conceal himself from the many passersby he encountered.

However, those passersby seemed as if they did not see him at all; they brushed past him as if he were not a person, let alone finding his attire strange.

In an area where no one could perceive it, the Ancestral Aperture of the Brow of Zhang Xuan vibrated, and the spiritual power it drove silently and imperceptibly altered the impressions of the people around him, causing them to actively ignore the existence of Zhang Xuan.

Opening the Ancestral Aperture of the Brow can actually form a meteorological storm in the minds of others; thunder and rain, gale-force winds and torrential downpours are common, so accomplishing such a small task is naturally a trivial matter.

Zhang Xuan does not like to be overly cautious when he has not yet determined to do something, making many plans, but once he decides to do it, he strides forward without the slightest hesitation.

After the Ancestral Aperture of the Brow was achieved, he had a peculiar sensitivity to various kinds of peeping, so Zhang Xuan was adept at avoiding corresponding items like cameras.

The residential complex where the parents of Ye Fan live is quite high-end; one must swipe a card everywhere, whether entering the complex or taking the elevator, there are specialized sensor cards that must be swiped.

And to enter the complex, there is also specialized property security to strictly register and inquire; for a normal person, it would still be quite troublesome to get in, but this point posed no obstacle at all for Zhang Xuan.

He smoothly followed an owner who lived on the same floor as the parents of Ye Fan to the door of the couple.

After pondering for a moment, he still did not make a phone call, but instead knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

A voice of an elderly man sounded from inside the room; the voice was not high, the mood was slightly low, and it also carried a certain surprise.

It is likely because Ye Fan is their only son, and once they lost Ye Fan, they basically cut off contact with many relatives, and very few people visit them.

"A friend of Ye Fan!"

Zhang Xuan responded indifferently, and in an instant, he heard the originally slow movements inside the room suddenly speed up a little.

An old man with a little bit of expectation on his face, but more sadness, opened the door.

"A friend of little Fan? Why does it seem like I haven't seen you before?"

The old man said casually, but still ushered Zhang Xuan into the room.

And Zhang Xuan, facing the two old people whose faces were still somewhat gloomy, smiled slightly and said: "Because I only became a true friend of his after stepping onto the path of cultivation; I can be considered a fellow Daoist."

Well, although he has never truly met Ye Fan, since they are both walking on the path of cultivation, it can be considered as being fellow Daoists.

Ye Fan will have to shoulder so many things in the future, even the Dark Turmoil will have to be shouldered by him, so Zhang Xuan will arrange these small matters at home; at least he can mix in some benefits, he doesn't want much, just some Undying Divine Medicine and top-tier scriptures will do.

"Path of cultivation?"

The complexions of the two old people, who originally carried a bit of deathly aura on them, both stirred; after all, their only hope for the future is now gone, and living today is just because they still haven't cut off that tiny bit of hope, wanting to get news of Ye Fan.

But as time goes on, the breath in their hearts will also become dimmer.

Hearing the words of Zhang Xuan, the two old people looked at each other, both a bit uncertain, but the light in their eyes was growing larger and larger.

In these days, with the rewards they announced, and the subsequent blockade of many events at Tai Mountain by the Relevant Departments, they have actually gradually become clear in their hearts that the possibility of Ye Fan being alive is getting lower and lower.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they want to try it, and still want to struggle a bit.

Ye Fan is their heaven; they do not allow the heaven to collapse.

"Yes, the path of cultivation!"

Zhang Xuan nodded; facing the two old people, he also did not sell too much of a mystery; after all, in front of two old people, especially two very sad old people, showing off one's holiness in public is a bit redundant.

He touched his face with his hand, and then, in the extremely shocked eyes of the two old people, the appearance of Zhang Xuan changed; first, it changed into the appearance of Ye Fan from the photo they left in the room, and then in the blink of an eye, it changed into the appearance of Pang Bo.

The next moment, it changed into the appearance of the father of Ye Fan; the two old people covered their mouths with their hands, with a look of shock and astonishment, as if seeing ghosts or gods.

And seeing this, Zhang Xuan spat out a wisp of True Qi from his hand, which merged into the bodies of the two to stabilize their state.

This was to avoid the two old people having heart problems due to being too shocked; if he accidentally triggered a related tragedy when he was clearly here to help people, and was held in mind by Ye Fan, that would be miserable.

The True Qi cultivated by the Nine Yang Divine Art is gentle and powerful, and it quickly stabilized the emotions of the two old people.

And the gentle yet majestic power wandering within the bodies of the two old people also made the two old people truly and correctly determine that they seemed to have come into contact with a world that was different from the rest.

"Cultivation... does the world really have a path of cultivation? Then... then where was little Fan taken by the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin? Can I see him?"

The father of Ye Fan was very excited; there was light in his eyes, and his lips and hands were trembling.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the father of Ye Fan, nodded, and then shook his head, which made the old man feel bewildered.

"Is this... possible or not? Please instruct me, Daoist."

Zhang Xuan was wearing a Daoist robe and had simply made a Daoist bun, plus the extraordinary temperament caused by the cultivation of the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

At the same time, he had spent a period of time with many Wudang disciples in the Yitian World, so now he actually has quite a bit of Daoist charm, and it is not difficult to disguise himself as a high-ranking expert.

"The path of cultivation does not cut off emotions or sever nature, and it will never hinder normal human ethics and morality..."

"Then why did the Daoist shake his head before?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at the two old people in front of him; they were originally quite well-maintained, and their bodies were still quite strong.

But due to the great blow of the previous events, their hearts and minds were damaged; if they could be properly recuperated and not fall into that kind of sad emotion, they could still live for quite a long time.

But the two old people had clearly fallen into that kind of sad emotion and it was difficult to walk out; according to normal circumstances, if they kept declining in this state, their bodies would undergo a large-scale decline after about ten years, and they would probably not be able to hold on after twenty years.

From this point of view, it also matches the appearance of Ye Fan after his return; Ye Fan returned to Earth after more than twenty years, only to learn that his parents had passed away about three years ago.

"The Immortal Gate will not deliberately hinder, but time and years will..."

Saying this, Zhang Xuan shook his head again, and the two old people looked even more bewildered, not quite understanding the meaning of Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's fingertips tapped, and the True Qi pouring into the bodies of the two old people became more and more pure, and it actively circled the corresponding meridians of the two old people, lingering a bit more heavily on the two positions of the heart and liver.

The father of Ye Fan only felt a gentle air current wandering in his body; wherever it passed, the state of his entire body was better than before, and even his emotions seemed to be better than before.

And when this warm heat flow passed through the liver and heart parts, he faintly felt that these two areas were a bit stinging and somewhat uncomfortable.

The mother of Ye Fan had the same feeling, and for a moment, she was both surprised and happy.

What was surprising was this unfathomable ability, and what was happy was that Ye Fan seemed to have truly stepped onto the Immortal Gate, and now figures within the Immortal Gate had taken the initiative to come and find them.

Feeling the discomfort coming from the heart and liver parts, the father of Ye Fan faintly began to realize something.

"Is the Daoist saying that with our bodies, we are afraid we won't live until little Fan returns?"

Zhang Xuan nodded again, and then shook his head, but this time he did not sell a mystery, and directly said: "Your bodies are both well-maintained, and under normal circumstances, you should be able to wait for Ye Fan to return from seclusion, but trapped in sad and depressed emotions, the heart and liver are damaged; after ten years, you are afraid you will become depressed and ill, and I am afraid you will not be able to wait for him to return."

"This..."

The two old people looked at each other, both a bit bewildered.

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, not keeping them in suspense for too long; having just used his True Qi to circulate through the two elders' bodies, he had already grasped the corresponding meridians and sensed the condition of their health.

He took a Wudang Nine Yang Skill from his bosom, placed it on the coffee table, and smiled, "I came today to build a bond of good karma; I only hope that when little brother Ye Fan returns from his cultivation in the future, he will remember my kindness."

The two elders looked at the Wudang Nine Yang Skill on the coffee table, then at Zhang Xuan in his Daoist robe; if not for Zhang Xuan's previous display of power before them, the two elders would have thought they had encountered a calculated swindler.

After all, although they were just two lonely, elderly people, they had quite a lot of assets under their names, and there were people who kept their eyes on them.

But thinking of the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, the two elders felt somewhat convinced in their hearts.

Such a grand scene, such a peculiar spectacle, plus the extraordinary nature Zhang Xuan had displayed today—perhaps it really was the Immortal Gate opening wide, recruiting their son to be a disciple.

Zhang Xuan did not deliberately act pretentious or show off before them; he just told the two elders in a very plain and ordinary way.

It was just social reciprocity; he believed that as long as he paid this, the future Ye Fan would surely count it as a favor, and when the time came, anything he took out casually would be worth more than what he had paid today—trading a small investment for a large return was very worthwhile.

Moreover, being able to make the future Ye Fan owe him a favor was very reasonable.

And the risk of exposure in this was not very great; even if there were some exposure that attracted the attention of people in the relevant Cultivation World, many would not care too much, after all, Pang Bo had already been replaced by a demon there.

Investing in those thirty people from the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin was very reasonable in every aspect.

After giving them the corresponding secret manual, Zhang Xuan used his True Qi to regulate the two elders' bodies, and he cleared all of their Extraordinary Meridians as well as their Ren and Du Meridians.

For people in the martial arts world, this was a heaven-sent opportunity and very difficult to achieve, but for the current Zhang Xuan, it was not much of a problem.

"I have made annotations on the cultivation methods in the manual, so it should not be too difficult for you to practice; at the same time, I have left corresponding Internal Energy in your bodies to circulate, so as long as you follow the established steps, there will be no problems."

The two elders opened their mouths, preparing to say something, but Zhang Xuan had already naturally taken out a smartphone: "I need to cultivate abroad and do not have much time to instruct you, but we can add each other as friends; if you have any questions, just ask me on there."

The two elders looked at each other; a figure clearly dressed in ancient Daoist robes had just taken out a modern smartphone and added them as friends with great proficiency, leaving them in a strange sense of distortion. Zhang Xuan had been gone for quite a while, and the two of them still hadn't fully recovered their senses.

(End of this chapter)