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

Not only them, but also the monks outside the Huiying Formation were confused by this.

This Four Continents Pharmacist Conference is sure to whet people's appetite.

However, unlike other pharmacists, they did not feel any pressure. Instead, this invisible rule aroused their interest even more.

Pharmacists who were eliminated in the first round came out one after another, and they all ran to the Huiying Formation to watch the rest of the conference with these monks.

Among them were many people who had been robbed by Ming Fan, which caused quite a commotion.

The center of the discussion was naturally Ming Fan, but there was not a single good word said about him.

Even her ancestors and fellow disciples were chased and greeted.

However, what surprised these pharmacists was that the monks who were originally gathered around them suddenly moved away from them.

It was as if they were some kind of dirty thing.

"What are you doing?" a bearded pharmacist asked in confusion.

Everyone was silent, but the look in their eyes was quite intriguing, and their gaze kept lingering on them and several other people.

Naturally, Lin Wanshu and the others could not tolerate this matter.

A few unaware pharmacists continued to curse, but they were slapped in the face in return.

"Who? Which grandson plotted against me?"

A pitch-black machete flew straight towards the pharmacist.

He was so frightened that he screamed.

He Mu pinched his waist and said, "It's a good thing that your grandfather didn't kill you."

Seeing that a foundation-building cultivator had such courage, the group of pharmacists who were beaten instantly became irritated and rushed towards He Mu.

Suddenly, several figures stood in front of He Mu.

Lin Wanshu smiled gently, the blood vine in his hand flying: "Hey, do you want to fight?"

Pharmacists: “…”

I don’t dare to fight, I don’t dare to fight at all, haha.

No one told them that there were several Nascent Souls jumping out.

Since they could be beaten by Ming Fan, their cultivation was not high. They rushed over just now because they saw that He Mu was a foundation-building person, and they wanted to suppress him with their cultivation.

Even if they were tied together now, they still couldn’t defeat four Nascent Souls.

"It seems that there are a lot of useless people in other continents. I thought everyone could reach the Nascent Soul stage." Le Shan sneered.

The pharmacists did not dare to speak, and secretly complained in their hearts: First of all, they are medicine practitioners, and secondly, although there are many powerful people in their continent, they are not comparable to the people in their small sect.

Those who are in the Nascent Soul stage are powerful people in their families and sects, but they are more numerous than those who are in the Qi Ling stage.

"Oh, I don't mean to insult you all, I'm just talking to these medicine practitioners."

Le Shan added with a smile, and everyone curled their lips.

After spending these few days together, they finally understood why that woman could be their junior sister.

Because these people look like decent people, but in fact they are all crazier than each other.

They couldn't say anything bad about their junior sister, otherwise they would be beaten.

It's not that they didn't think about attacking in a group, but the way they fought was too reckless, their movements were like those of mad dogs.

Everyone figured it out later. After all, they were here to watch the game, not to fight to the death.

If you can't afford to offend, you can always avoid it.

You can't turn yourself into another mad dog just to fight a mad dog.

"Do you think the Huiying Formation is a vain one? You are stupid and greedy.

How could someone steal the medicine bag?"

Rong Hua put his hands on his waist and rolled his eyes.

Although, what he said was indeed true. After everyone thought about it, they realized that Ming Fan had indeed never robbed a good person.

None of those who came here following the scent were good people.

If Ming Fan hadn't done it on purpose, if it were an ordinary person, they would have been divided up and eaten by them long ago.

The crowd was not completely blind, and when they looked at them again, there was inevitably contempt in their eyes.

These pharmacists stopped talking, found a corner dejectedly, and stayed there with their eyes closed.

He Mu snorted like a victorious rooster, and stared at the Huiying Formation intently.

Everyone's curiosity reached its peak at this time.

A pharmacist had already entered the house engraved with runes. As they entered, a green light flashed and the stone house closed by itself.

Upon seeing this, all the pharmacists found a house to enter.

Ming Fan looked left and right, then slowly walked towards a house in the corner.

There was no way, all the nearby ones had been selected, and it would be the same wherever she went, so she didn't care about these formalities.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that one of these stone houses has a strange temper."

Just as Ming Fan stepped into the stone house, Kong Zhu spoke again.

It was too late for Ming Fan to retract his feet and his whole body was sucked in.

"What? This is the first time I heard that the stone house has a temper."

A physical trainer said with an accent.

The people outside the Huiying Formation couldn't help but wonder which unlucky guy had such bad luck.

Lin Wanshu and the others suddenly looked at each other. Why did they feel that this idiot with bad luck might very well be their junior sister?

Ming Fan stopped, not understanding what Kong Zhu had just said, and then raised his eyes to look around.

The moment she came in, the originally dark stone house was lit up with light, which almost blinded her eyes. Ming Fan unconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes.

After a while, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she actually felt the light become a little dimmer.

Compared to the outside which is covered with moss and in a dilapidated state, the inside is much cleaner.

The room is cylindrical in shape, with a desk in the middle, on which are placed pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Ming Fan walked forward, picked up the inkstone, weighed it in his hand, and threw it into the air.

There is no other reason, this is the only thing that looks the most expensive in the whole house.

A slight gasp was heard.

Ming Fan extended his spiritual sense and indeed sensed a presence other than hers.

But the aura did not try to hide, it spread out and covered the entire room.

Ming Fan did not sense any malicious intent. It seemed that it was a medicinal spirit cooperating with them in the trial.

"Who are you?"

The voice sounded surprisingly childish, yet pretending to be mature.

Ming Fan raised his eyebrows: "Ming Fan."

"do not know."

Ming Fan: "..."

"What are you doing here?"

"Accept the test."

Although he didn't know what he was up to, Ming Fan still answered patiently.

"What test?"

the voice asked again.

Ming Fan pressed the throbbing veins on his forehead, resisted the urge to punch it to pieces, and gritted his teeth.

"I need to ask you this!"

The voice uttered an "oh" and said no more.

Ming Fan waited for a moment, and the room was completely silent. He couldn't help but sigh that this second level was really weird.

Outside the Huiying Formation, the cultivators also had strange expressions on their faces.

Ming Fan couldn’t see what was happening in the other stone houses, but he could see it through the echo array.

Everyone else had already started to busy themselves, but Ming Fan was still chatting with Yao Ling.

"Why do I feel that her medicine spirit seems a little abnormal?"

The medicine spirits in other rooms are either taciturn, indifferent, or arrogant, but he is the only one who is so stupid.

They suddenly thought of what Kong Zhu said... He has a weird temper...

No way, no way, could it be that she really met him?