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

Ming Fan walked forward a few steps, then suddenly stepped back as if he remembered something.

Kong Zhu looked at the person who retreated and stood in front of him, and a trace of vigilance flashed across his face.

"What do you want to do again?"

Previously at the Four Continents Pharmacist Conference, he had seen this girl being sinister and mean, and he had seen her use her tricks on others many times.

Ming Fan smiled, and his eight little white teeth were dazzling.

"Let's make a bet?" Ming Fan said.

Kong Zhu frowned. His mind told him that he shouldn't pay attention to this girl, but somehow, he always wanted to know what she could do.

"What are you gambling?"

After a moment, Kong Zhu decided to satisfy his curiosity.

Seeing that he agreed, Ming Fan's eyes flashed with cunning: "Bet me three words and he will let us all go."

After these words were spoken, Le Shan and the others looked at each other.

The familiar taste and familiar recipe were signs that Junior Sister was out to trick people.

Sure enough, Kong Zhu was stunned when he heard this and looked at Ming Fan suspiciously.

Three sentences?

"If it's really as simple as you say, I'll add three more sentences for you."

Does she think that the ancestor and leader of the Futu Sect are fools?

Three sentences were not enough to get rid of Fan Huazi, and he didn't believe that he could get rid of these guys from the Futu Sect.

Ming Fan looked at him meaningfully, shook his head, and waved three fingers in front of Kong Zhu's eyes.

"Just three sentences."

It has to be said that she is good at chatting. After she said this, Kong Zhu's curiosity instantly reached its peak.

"What's the stakes?"

As if he had expected his answer, Ming Fan raised the corner of his lips: "I want one thing from your storage bag, um... plus five Seventh Revolution Resurrection Pills, how about that?"

"Are you crazy?!"

As soon as Ming Fan finished speaking, Kong Zhu jumped up, then realized that he might be too excited, and whispered angrily.

"Five Seventh Revolution Resurrection Pills, five! Just to listen to three words from you?

Do you think I'm the fool that the master is?"

It is already very troublesome to refine the Seven-turn Resurrection Pill, and it is a rare and high-quality medicine, which is very expensive.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her upper lip touched her lower lip and five lips appeared. She was really bold.

Ming Fan narrowed his eyes. It was normal for a normal person to react like this when hearing her say that.

"If I lose ten divine elixirs, you can choose.

If you lose, just let me pick an item from your storage bag, plus five Seventh-Turn Resurrection Pills.

If you want to gamble, you have to gamble big. Why, you're not afraid, are you?"

"Who's afraid?" Kong Zhu curled his lips.

There is only one word difference between a top-grade elixir and a divine-grade elixir, but the difference is a world of difference.

Besides, ten divine-grade elixirs were quite tempting even for him.

Besides, Ming Fan did not specify the elixir, but let him choose. If he could get ten divine elixirs, they would be very useful at the critical moment.

At the Pharmacist Conference, Ming Fan was able to refine a magical elixir entirely by relying on his own abilities.

When she said this, he didn't feel that she was bragging.

It would be a lie to say that I'm not tempted. After all, five top-grade medicinal pills in exchange for ten divine-grade golden pills is a good deal.

"That's what you said."

Kong Zhu looked at Ming Fan, and when he saw Ming Fan stretch out his fingers and swear an oath, he nodded with satisfaction.

“In that case, I will also make a bet with you.

If you lose, I will give you ten divine elixirs. If I lose, I will give you one item from my storage bag, plus five Seventh Turn Resurrection Pills."

The oath to heaven and earth took effect on Mingfan and Kongzhu. Mingfan withdrew his hand after swearing, so there was no need to worry that Kongzhu would deny his debt later.

"Watch carefully. Today I will show you what real skills are."

Ming Fan winked at Lin Wanshu and the others, then walked towards the sect master and the others again.

Kong Zhu watched Ming Fan walk briskly and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

However, when Kong Zhu thought about the ten divine golden pills that he was about to get, his mouth almost broke with laughter.

Le Shan looked at Kong Zhu, who was grinning and immersed in excitement, and shook his head helplessly.

There is one more poor person who has been harmed by our junior sister.

"What's your expression?"

When Kong Zhu turned around, he saw Le Shan and Rong Hua looking at him with pity on their faces, and he couldn't help but frown.

Ronghua and Leshan looked away, looking up and down, as if they didn't want to say anything more, which made the joy that had just risen in his heart disappear.

"Delightful."

Kong Zhu snorted and stretched his neck to watch Ming Fan make a fool of himself.

Ming Fan walked up to Lin Lin and the others and stood in front of them.

For a moment, the eyes of the Futu Sect's ancestors and others all stayed on Ming Fan.

Ming Fan greeted them with a smile, glanced at the faces of Lin Ti and the sect leader and others, then spoke slowly.

"Please don't hurt the harmony."

Kong Zhu raised his eyebrows. Very good, the first sentence is nonsense.

Not only Kong Zhu, but even the sect leader and others couldn't figure out what was going on.

“Who are you…” The sect leader was about to open his mouth to scold, but was stopped by a look from the ancestor of the Futu sect.

After learning that she had some connection with the royal court, he didn't want to take her life unless it was absolutely necessary.

However, due to the turmoil in the sect, he had to choose a scapegoat from among this group of people and give an explanation to the sect.

"I heard that the most indispensable item for those who practice soul skills is the Ten Thousand Year Soul Guiding Incense."

Ming Fan looked at the ancestor of the Futu Sect and saw his eyes flash. He thought to himself that he was right.

However, when Kong Zhu heard her words, his eyebrows twitched and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

As expected, Ming Fan's last sentence made him completely give up.

"It just so happens that I have something here. I will present it to you when I leave Futu Sect later."

"Oh?"

The Futu Sect's ancestor looked at Ming Fan, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

It is said that just one sniff of the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Guiding Incense can improve one's soul power, and lighting this incense while practicing will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

However, this thing is very hard to find. He has looked for it before, but he has never found it.

If he could obtain the Ten Thousand Year Soul-Guiding Incense, it would be of great benefit to his current cultivation.

As for Mu Ming's death? Haha, Mu Ming's death was a worthy one.

The Futu Sect has no shortage of geniuses. Even if one dies, there will be ten or a hundred more rising up in the long years to come.

Ming Fan didn't know the attraction of the Ten Thousand Year Soul-Guiding Incense to a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, but judging from his expression, it was quite attractive.

Ming Fan watched the Futu Sect's ancestor's expression change several times, with only a faint smile on his lips. This old guy was weighing the pros and cons.

She was not in a hurry either. It was obvious what he would choose in the end.

However, Lin Tiyan, who was standing aside, looked at Ming Fan with curiosity.

He didn't even have the Ten Thousand Year Soul-Guiding Incense, but he didn't expect that this little girl would have such an opportunity.

After sighing, he felt regretful. This girl didn't tell him earlier. If he had known that she had this, he would never give such a treasure to this old guy even if he led them to fight.

But the words were spoken like water spilled, and Lin Lin felt very painful, but the thing belonged to Ming Fan, so he couldn't say anything.

But...is this thing really Mingfan’s?

Not necessarily.

Ming Fan secretly glanced at Kong Zhu behind him, and saw that Kong Zhu's eyes were filled with fire and his face was as black as pig liver.