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

Shi Yue's mouth twitched. This made sense.

I have paid the spiritual stones that I should pay, and now I am debt-free. The conference will start in a week, so it is just right for me to take a rest these few days.

"Have you gone to register?" Ming Fan looked at Shi Yue and the others and suddenly asked.

Shi Yue and Du Chiyan nodded.

Before the Pharmacist Conference begins, all participating pharmacists must first get a name tag to register and confirm that their information is on the list.

They had wanted to process it for Mingfan as well, but she had been missing for a long time and no one could see her, let alone take her to register.

Furthermore, the conference order stipulated that one had to go in person and, in addition to having one's name registered, there would be a series of tests.

After a while, they put it on hold.

"Oh, right, the deadline is today!" Shi Yue suddenly remembered and exclaimed.

"Huh? Where are the people?"

When he looked at Ming Fan again, she had disappeared.

Ming Fan rushed towards the registration office.

She came all the way to Xuanwu City just to attend the Pharmacist Conference. If she was kicked out because she didn't register, she would have to slap herself in the face when she woke up in the middle of the night.

"No, which way is this?" Ming Fan stopped.

In my haste, I forgot to ask how Shi Yue got there.

Seeing an inn nearby, Ming Fan planned to go in and ask. Just as he was about to go in, the door of the inn slammed shut.

There was a sign hanging shakily on the door, which read: No one and no dogs allowed.

Ming Fan: "..."

"Junior sister, your glorious deeds that night have probably spread all over Xuanwu City now."

At some point, Le Shan stood behind Ming Fan, his eyes narrowed, looking like a charlatan.

"It seems that the actions of these shop owners are not so difficult to understand." He Mu also said.

Ming Fan turned around and saw them, with a half-smile on his face.

"That night, I remember you were also in that inn."

As a result, they all ran faster than anything else.

"Haha, look, the sky is really clear today." Le Shan smiled and pointed to the sky, "Don't you think so, Fourth Brother?"

When Xiao Yunyang was called by Le Shan, he was surprised, and the corners of his mouth curled up and he uttered a low "hmm".

After dealing with Xiao Lingchi, he unconsciously let go of the stone in his heart and felt a lot more relaxed.

Ming Fan curled his lips: "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

After they finished what they needed to do here, she thought they would go back to Qingyang Sect.

Rong Hua smiled and said, "Little Junior Sister, what you said is true. We are staying here to cheer you on."

Lin Wanshu chuckled and commented pertinently: "Third Junior Brother is right."

Haha, Ming Fan sneered twice. He has a conscience, but not much.

He turned around and ignored them, intending to send a message to Shi Yue.

"I calculated with my fingers and figured out that Junior Sister is going to report to the registration office."

Ming Fan gritted his teeth and for the first time he had the urge to beat Le Shan to death.

"I knew you didn't say it earlier!"

By the time they arrived at the registration office, it was almost sunset.

When the disciples at the entrance of the hall were about to pack up and leave, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

"And I!"

Ming Fan got down from the three spears and rushed into the hall in a hurry.

"I, I am also a pharmacist." As he said this, he tore off the Galloping Talisman on himself and Sanmao.

The disciples of the Exiled Record Hall were all stunned. Could it be any more outrageous? He was carrying a sword and using talismans skillfully, saying that he was a pharmacist.

Ming Fan looked at several disciples with sparkling eyes: "Hurry up, the time is not over yet, I need to register."

Then he threw a name tag to him.

"Ming Fan?" The inner hall disciple nodded after checking, "...there is indeed such a person."

A disciple poked him and lowered his voice deliberately: "She was the one who caused a big commotion in Xuanwu City last night."

For a moment, everyone looked at Ming Fan with different eyes.

You can't tell, the girl looks quiet and gentle, but she acts wildly.

"It is said that his alchemy skills were not good enough, and he could not control his strength well, so he destroyed the entire floor of the Liuxian Inn."

Ming Fan's eyebrows jumped. Did they treat her as if she didn't exist?

She covered her lips and coughed twice, and then the disciples remembered that there was a living person standing next to them.

I couldn't help but smile at her awkwardly.

The disciple of the Exiled Record Hall registered Ming Fan's name in the book and handed her a booklet: "Here is the location where the Four Continents Pharmacist Conference will open in three days, as well as a map and precautions."

After thinking about it, he added: "I hope my friend Xian will have a successful start."

They admitted that saying this was somewhat perfunctory, but the process still had to be followed.

Ming Fan didn't care about these things. He took the things, said thank you, and left the hall.

I could faintly hear a few people discussing behind me.

"Who to bet on this time?"

"That must be Liu Yiran from Dan Sect!"

"I think the girl Xuanling from Caotang is pretty good."

A disciple sneered: "I think you have a crush on her."

The disciple who was named was not annoyed: "What else? Should we arrest the one who just came?"

This statement aroused their unanimous agreement.

"I think she is just here for the sake of ceremony. In the previous Pharmacist Conference, there were countless people who came for the ceremony, not to mention that this time all the geniuses from the four continents are gathered here. How can anyone stand out..."

Every year, this kind of conference in the world of immortal cultivation would set off a wave of betting. Everyone wanted to bet on the winning number and make a fortune.

Listening to what they said, Ming Fan held his forehead with his hand.

...Does she give people a weak impression? In the Qingyang Sect, her name is well-known.

"Excuse me, where do I place my bet?"

The man was wearing a moon-white robe, with a folding fan covering half of his face, leaving only a pair of soul-stirring fox eyes.

The disciples of the Exiled Record Hall were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Anywhere is fine, there are people setting up traps in wine shops and gambling houses."

Le Shan nodded and left the hall.

"Strange, where did this person come from?"

The disciple scratched his head.

"Excuse me, please let me pass." Lin Wanshu spoke in a gentle voice and gently pushed away the person blocking her way.

"?" Why did another one appear?

"A word of advice: gambling is harmful to your health. If you must gamble, bet on the one just mentioned. It's worth investing."

Ronghua winked at him.

Although I don't know where they came from, eavesdropping like this is not a decent behavior.

The disciple spat, "Only a fool would gamble with a pharmacist who is just going through the motions."

If this kind of person could win, he would just stand upside down and eat beep.

Ming Fan knew nothing about this. She stared at the booklet she received, which said that the Lingyun Sect would gather at 7:00 p.m.

"Lingyun Peak..." Ming Fan read the name.

It is said that Xuanwu City is located in the westernmost part of the city and has rich spiritual energy and countless spiritual plants and herbs. Xuanwu City has really invested a lot of money in this place.

Ming Fan lowered her eyes and sat cross-legged to practice. She had been refining pills non-stop last night, and the spiritual energy she had lost was quickly replenished. Over and over again, her realm was actually showing a trend of improvement.

Now he and Xuan Ling are in the same realm, the middle stage of the Golden Core. For the sake of the next few days, it seems that he needs to work harder.

Ming Fan was practicing indoors, while Lin Wanshu and others rushed into a gambling house.

"Yes, you need so much?"

Under the boss's suspicious gaze, Le Shan nodded calmly.

The boss of Zuixianju immediately smiled. These gentlemen must be fools. Although Wanyao Sect is not bad, it is far inferior to other continents.

Why bet on anyone else but Wan Yao Zong? This is just a waste of money.

"and."

Lin Wanshu and others followed closely and placed the spirit stones on the gambling table.

Boss Huang was grinning so hard that his teeth were showing. He said, “The God of Wealth comes every year, but this year he has more of them.”