The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Seeing the ceremony, he said nothing.

Wang Baquan opened his mouth and spoke consciously.

How can such a matter of asking for help come from the sect master himself? Oops, he is such a considerate and good elder of the Wan Yao Sect.

In fact, the Master of Ceremonies was not embarrassed to speak, he was just reminiscing about the past.

He was also a teenager, and he still has a vivid memory of the four-week pharmacist conference sixty years ago.

There are countless talented people in the field of medicine. Only when you are in the scene can you feel how insignificant you are.

To put it simply: he was brushed off.

Now that he is the leader of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, he naturally hopes that the sect will become prosperous and powerful in his generation.

This was also the reason why Si Li was eager to keep Ming Fan and even let go of the fact that she was a disciple of the Qingyang Sect.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to..."

"You want me to attend the Four Continents Pharmacist Conference." Ming Fan raised his eyebrows.

Wang Baquan nodded, well...who says it's not the case.

Ming Fan chuckled twice and said directly: "Okay, I'll go."

Do you agree? Si Li and Wang Baquan didn't react for a while. According to her temperament, they were still prepared to persuade her earnestly.

After all, this girl is like a donkey, naughty and stubborn.

Meeting their distrustful looks, Ming Fan curled his lips. Is her reputation so bad? ! Every now and then I would be kind, but it seemed like I had no good intentions.

Si Li's expression softened a lot at this time. In fact, Sun Wending had already said hello. Even if she didn't want to go, don't force her.

With Sun Wending's explanation, he couldn't do anything to Ming Fan.

Speaking of which, Master Li was a little confused. Why was Master so kind to Ming Fan? Just because she looked like Master's old friend?

Just thinking about it, he wanted to look like that.

After all, his master had been strict with him since he was a child, and he had never been as kind to him as he was to Ming Fan.

Although he seemed not to care about Ming Fan and was not present today, he mentioned Ming Fan frequently behind his back.

"The Four Continents Pharmacist Conference is still some time away from starting.

If you have any questions about alchemy during this period, you can ask Master and me... You don't have to be in the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect. "

Si Li smiled, but actually he wanted Mingfan to go back to Qingyang Sect.

Otherwise, if he left this ancestor in the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, he could foresee how lively the sect would be in the next few months.

Ming Fan had no intention of staying here. She was forced to copy books in the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect's library for several months. She had roughly memorized many of the Alchemy Sect's medicine notes.

What's more, there is a Shicha nine-headed demon soaking in a chamber pot in Qiangyang Sect.

After being out for a few days, she must go back and take a look.

I originally thought it was a storm, but I didn't expect it to be resolved so easily.

It should be said that in the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, there is currently no more suitable person than her to participate in the Four Continents Pharmacist Conference.

Her final ranking represents the reputation of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect.

Unknowingly, it was God's will that tied Wanyao Sect to her.

Ming Fan felt a pity secretly in his heart. If he had known it, she would not have spent such a long time hiding her head and tail.

Wearing this veil all day long in the secret realm in such a hot weather almost suffocated her to death.

Maybe in the eyes of others, she has been regarded as a pervert. Hey, thinking about her simple life, but she was spread by rumors.

Ming Fan felt that it was very painful.

"Gui Lao, what is the connection between the Four Continents Medicine Master Conference and you?" Ming Fan communicated with Gui Lao silently in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the Master of Ceremonies mentioned this word just now, she felt that the old ghost's spirit was shaking violently.

Even when he absorbed Mingyuanzheng's soul with all his strength, Gui Lao could not control his trembling. There must be something going on.

"It's just some personal grudges." Gui Lao muttered something vaguely and cut off contact with Ming Fan.

Ming Fan remained calm, said goodbye to Si Li, Wang Baquan and the others, and left Wanyao Sect.

He Mu looked in a direction that was getting farther and farther away from Wanyao Sect, but not close to Qingyang Sect, and he couldn't help but be confused anymore.

"Little junior sister, where are we going?"

"Go find some excitement." Ming Fan grinned and said in a confused manner.

He Mu was even more confused.

Leshan followed Mingfan on a sword, and it didn't matter where he went, he would naturally follow him.

Rong Huahe and Mu sat on the machete that was the incarnation of Yin Mo, and naturally followed Ming Fan.

The group of people walked all the way north, getting farther and farther away from Qingyang Sect. The surrounding scenery changed again and again, and it seemed so desolate.

"Could it be that...you want to go there?" Leshan used a folding fan to block the sand that was starting to hit his face, and said in shock.

The northernmost part of Qiling Continent, they had walked this road before when they went to the Red Lotus Secret Realm.

The sky is filled with yellow sand, and the desolation is endless.

Beyond the place where the Red Lotus secret realm was discovered, and further north, is the ruins, a forbidden area in Qiling Continent.

It is said that there is an ancient battlefield, where there are countless innocent souls and unknown risks. The monks who go to explore often end up missing.

As time goes on, this piece of yellow land becomes more and more mysterious, and its sinister reputation gradually spreads in the world of immortality.

The monks were even more in awe of the ruined land. If they were not forced to do so, no one would want to go in and seek death.

What are you doing there, little junior sister?

Rong Hua, He and Mu were confused after hearing this, and couldn't help flying over and asking: "Where is that? Are you going to hunt for treasure?"

Leshan rolled his eyes at them, treasure hunting? Maybe he is seeking death.

"That place is not as simple as it seems. We are not completely sure, so it is better not to set foot there easily." Le Shan looked at Ming Fan's back and spoke hesitantly.

Play for fun, make trouble for trouble, don't joke with your life.

When bad luck happens, it is unavoidable. This is very different from going up the mountain to hunt tigers knowing that there are tigers in them.

He suddenly felt that the speed of his growth could not keep up with the speed of his little junior sister seeking death.

This discovery really makes people feel relieved and sad.

"What are you thinking about? Who said we should go?" Ming Fan didn't even look back and controlled the three spears to speed up.

She really didn't think about going in, but something else went in.

Soon, they knew Ming Fan's intention.

At the edge of the ruins, Ming Fan put down half the egg and touched its head. Then, he took off the Red Flame Dragon Yan from his arm and wrapped it around the half egg's big head.

The half-egg blue eyes still reveal clarity, simplicity and ignorance.

"Master?" Half a belt tilted his head and rubbed it against Ming Fan's hand.

Ming Fan patted its head: "Want to experience the joy of us doing things together?

Do you want to experience the taste of blood with your master and me at any time?

Do you want to make a splash and win the favor of all the female monsters in the world of immortality? "

Half Egg thought for a moment. It didn't matter whether it was a female monster or not. It mainly wanted to be with its master at all times.

However, Chiyan Longyan was crazy attracted by the last sentence.

Ming Fan saw what they meant and encouraged: "You go in and have a walk and then come out, and it will be done."

Le Shan and Rong Hua looked shocked, and then looked at the red silly snake and black silly man sympathetically.

This is a ruined building, and even the monks dare not set foot on it. It is hard to comment on two monsters whose minds are not as big as half a soybean.