Chapter 3852: Incomplete Halloween Pharmacopoeia

"I'm sure!" Xiao Fan said with a serious face.

What a joke, this may be his only hope of returning to the sky, how could he refuse?

Although Xiao Fan had completely lost confidence in Tianhuang, he did not want to be wanted by Tianhuang God Pavilion and the major families.

What kind of demon hunter, it sounds good, but it is not a mouse crossing the street hiding in the dark, anyone can shout and kill?

Even if Xiao Fan was not interested in the position of the pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion in his heart, he had to fight for it.

"Boy, it's too late to regret now!" Yan Baxuan's voice became colder and colder.

He originally thought that Xiao Fan was just a little monk from where Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou got it. Even if he really owns the Hall of Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion, he can just make some benefits, which should be able to make him give up.

But where did he think that Xiao Fan dared to reject his proposal. This was a bad plan. How could he not be angry?

"Elder, what does it mean to threaten a junior?" Lu Bohou said indifferently, "Besides, if he is lucky, but can become the owner of the Pavilion of All Saints Medicine, do you know the consequences of threatening the owner of the Pavilion?"

Pavilion Lord?

Yan Baxuan was obviously not frightened, and sneered: "He is not yet! It is even more unlikely that he will be in the future!"

"It doesn't count what you said, and it doesn't count what we said." Zhang Wenjin interrupted, "What's more, the previous pavilion master once predicted that those who own the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion will win the Pill Club champion.

If Xiao Fan can win the championship of the Pill Club, then he is the next generation of the pavilion master of the hallowed medicine pavilion, the master of the hall of the hallowed clouds! "

"Is he worthy too?" Yan Baxuan disdain, not afraid to offend Xiao Fan at all.

A wild boy who didn't know where he wanted to become the owner of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion?

Dreaming?

"Three days later, the Dan meeting will be announced." Zhang Wenjin didn't want to waste her saliva, no matter what he said, Yan Baxuan would definitely not agree.

Not only did he not agree, but the other elders of the Wansheng Pavilion also did not agree.

After all, they have already begun planning the Pill Club, and even the next generation of candidates for the Hall of Saints Medicine.

In any case, the next generation of the pavilion master of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion cannot be controlled by Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou.

"Humph!" Yan Baxuan snorted coldly, glanced at Jun Bairen who was outside the formation, then turned and left.

A trace of disappointment appeared on Jun Bairen's face. In fact, he even hoped that Yan Baxuan could dominate the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion. In this way, Tianhuang would be able to exchange a large amount of pills from the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion.

It is a pity that the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion is now full of loose sand, and Yan Baxuan can't be the master at all.

Uncle Lu watched Yan Baxuan leave with cold eyes, and sneered: "Has he forgotten how the pavilion master died back then? He even tried to get involved with Tianhuang!"

Zhang Wenjin was silent for a moment, then looked outside the formation, and said: "Jun Bairen, where do you come from, where do you go back? The Hall of the Holy Medicine will not be open."

After all, Zhang Wenjin flicked his robe and disappeared in place with Xiao Fan.

"It's a pity." Jun Bairen sighed slightly.

"Pavilion Lord, what a pity?" Li Daolin was puzzled, their strength was far worse than Jun Bairen, and they couldn't see through everything in the formation, let alone hear Zhang Wenjin and the others chatting.

"It's nothing." Jun Bairen shook his head and said: "Let's go, don't disturb this world for the time being, lest you suffer misfortune."

"Yes." Li Daolin nodded, but a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This is just an ancient secret realm. Even if it is a real Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion, he can make a breakthrough. Why does Jun Bairen want to remind him?

Thinking of being attacked by lightning before, Li Daolin decided to stay away from this place.

"Lei Qianliu, after Shengge took the Huangsha Ancient Land, it turned this place into a forbidden area." Jun Bairen looked at the burly man next to him again and confessed seriously.

"Yes, Pavilion Lord." Lei Qianliu, the burly man, nodded.

If others in Tianhuang heard the name "Lei Qianliu", they would definitely be surprised.

"Pavilion Master, what if the alien demon enters? What if they get something in the ancient land of the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm..." Li Daolin still asked worriedly and unwillingly.

He originally thought that by calling Jun Bairen, he should be able to easily take this ancient land, but the current situation completely exceeded his expectations.

"They can't get it." Jun Bairen spit out a few words indifferently, then glanced at the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm and turned away.

Li Daolin and Lei Qianliu looked at each other, and then disappeared into place.

On the other hand, Xiao Fan was taken back to the Halloween City by Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou again. He was filled with doubts, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Xiao Fan, if you have anything you want to ask now, you can ask." Zhang Wenjin saw Xiao Fan's mind and said lightly.

Xiao Fan groaned and said, "You said that I was the person prophesied by the previous pavilion master, so why is there a prophecy?"

"I didn't finish it before. In the previous pavilion master's prediction, not only did you enter the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm with the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion, but you also won the Pill Club champion in one fell swoop."

Zhang Wenjin explained earnestly: "You may be wondering, isn't it Dan Hui? It's unusual in other places, but it's unusual here.

Here I can tell you that the pill meeting of the Ten Thousand Saints Cloud World is held once every 100 years. Now the pill meeting happens to be held. Do you think that you came by a coincidence? "

"It's really a coincidence." Xiao Fan nodded suspiciously, and said: "Just, do you think I can win the championship?"

"No." Zhang Wenjin denied without even thinking about it.

"Then you?" Xiao Fan rolled his eyes, and these two old guys were really not good things.

Since you all don't believe that I can win the Dan Club championship, why should I participate in the Dan Club? Didn't this push me into the fire pit?

If he could not win the championship, Xiao Fan was very sure that the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud World was his burial place, and there might even be no bones left.

"We believe in the previous pavilion master." Zhang Wenjin convinced herself.

The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched slightly. You don't even believe in a living person, but you still believe in a dead person. Fortunately, you have lived for tens of thousands of years.

These tens of thousands of years can be regarded as living on a dog.

"Old ghost Zhang, don't lie to him!" Lu Bohou waved his hand and looked at Xiao Fan with a serious face: "The reason why we are so confident is because of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion."

"Halloween Medicine Pavilion?" Xiao Fan was surprised.

In the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion, he didn't know how many times he had probed it. Apart from being a little stronger, there was nothing special.

If he insisted on saying something special, he got the All Saints Pharmacopoeia from here.

"Yes, it's the Hall of Saints Medicine. You must have been studying the Pharmacopoeia of All Saints, but do you think there is something strange about the Pharmacopoeia of All Saints?" Lu Bohou said again.

"Strange place?" Xiao Fan shook his head after showing thoughtfulness. At this moment, Lu Bohou laughed suddenly, and the smile was very unpredictable, saying: "Actually, the All Saints Pharmacopoeia you got is just a scrap."