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

Seeing that the Buddha Patriarch put the box away, Ming Fan also smiled.

Lin Lin's eyes swept over Ming Fan, Lin Wanshu and the others, and finally glanced at the mechanism box inconspicuously, then returned to his gentle smile.

"With that, I take my leave."

Lin Lin and the Futu Sect's ancestor gestured and waved their hands to let Kong Zhu take Lin Wanshu and others with him.

The old man in the crane robe became anxious when he saw this.

"Ancestor, they!"

"Shut up!"

The ancestor of the Futu Sect glared at the old man in the crane robe, interrupting him from saying anything.

Ming Fan raised his eyebrows and saw a flash of viciousness in the eyes of the old man in the crane robe.

But probably we won’t see each other again, Ming Fan smiled indifferently.

If you fail to teach your apprentice well, don’t look for the reasons in yourself.

But after thinking about it carefully, she didn't want to deal with people from the Futu Sect a second time.

They are all so sanctimonious and hypocritical.

"Let's go." Lin Wanshu pulled Ming Fan.

Several people walked to the gate of Futu Sect and boarded the flying boat.

Ming Fan paused after stepping onto the flying boat and turned back to look at the ancestor of the Futu Sect.

"I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it." Then he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't say it."

After saying this, he boarded the flying boat without looking back.

The sect leader's mouth froze: "What the hell is this guy doing again?"

"They are just jumping clowns. I don't think they dare to do anything." The ancestor of Futu Sect snorted and laughed.

"The ancestor is right."

Seeing that the girl is still young, I think she is just reluctant to give up her treasure like this.

“But having said that, these people have already entered the Out-of-Body Realm at such a young age. In the entire continent, they are considered to have good talents.”

The Futu Sect's ancestor stared at the direction they left.

"I heard from Mu Ming that the girl possesses two kinds of strange fire. She is indeed talented."

The leader of the sect spoke with a hint of meaning, and when he saw the Futu Sect's ancestor's eyes flicker, he tactfully retreated.

Ming Fan and the others had no idea what the Futu Sect was planning.

They followed Lin Tien all the way to the Soul Palace.

The Soul Palace is located in the southernmost part of Zedu Continent. The palace is surrounded by mountains and is close to swamps.

It was already dark when they returned. Red lanterns were dotted in the deep mountains, making the place look extremely eerie.

"Big Brother, there is something I don't know if I should say."

Ming Fan quietly approached Lin Wanshu and said.

The atmosphere is like a natural cemetery, a great place for a horror adventure.

"...Go ahead." Lin Wanshu glanced at Ming Fan.

"If you ask me, you should go back to Qingyang Sect with us. This place is not as comfortable as Qingyang Sect."

Mingfan chattered.

“We think so, too.”

Le Shan showed up at some point, and when he heard Ming Fan's words, he agreed with them very much.

But putting aside the atmosphere, this place is full of spiritual energy and yin energy, making it a good place for soul cultivation.

The most important thing is that although there is plenty of yin energy, there are no ghosts. It seems that their Soul Palace is not as scary as the rumors say.

However, if you stay in this kind of environment for a long time, you will inevitably become a psychopath.

Ming Fan took the opportunity to glance at Kong Zhu.

Just like this guy, he is obviously old, but he still dresses up as a pretty boy and shows off everywhere.

"I've already said that I was trying to find the whereabouts of the young master, so I had no choice but to do this!"

Along the way, Kong Zhu had already explained why the Four Continents Pharmacist Conference would appear in that manner.

But Ming Fan couldn't help but refuse to listen.

"How can I, a senior brother of yours, just hand it over to you?"

Ming Fan snorted.

During the journey, although Lin Ti was on the same flying boat with them, the total number of sentences he spoke to Lin Wanshu did not exceed ten.

There was really no scene as I had imagined, of father and son reuniting with tears in their eyes.

"Oh, you plotted against me, but I haven't gotten to the point of arguing with you yet!"

Kong Zhu felt so heartbroken when he thought about how she had caused him to lose a fingernail's worth of Ten Thousand Year Soul-Guiding Incense that he wanted to kill her to vent his anger.

Ming Fan rolled his eyes at him, then turned around and hid behind Lin Wanshu.

"Big Brother~He is from Ququ family~"

Kong Zhu: “…”

Pooh.

Lin Wanshu looked at them having fun and smiled helplessly.

He knew that this was Junior Sister's unique way of relieving tension... although sometimes, he didn't quite understand it.

"The Soul Palace in the daytime is not like this."

Lin Ti, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke.

It seemed that he was answering Ming Fan's words, and also seemed to want Lin Wanshu not to be afraid.

Lin Wanshu looked silently at the figure in front of her.

He didn't know what to say, but he was indeed closer to the Qingyang Sect where he grew up than to the unfamiliar Soul Palace.

He had no intention of staying from the beginning.

"You come with me."

When they reached a fork in the road, Lin Lin turned around and said to Lin Wanshu, then ordered Kong Zhu to take Mingfan and the others downstairs and settle them down.

"You guys go ahead." Lin Wanshu looked at Ming Fan and the others and smiled.

They were really worried about him.

"Let's go, let's go. How can such a big hall master eat the eldest brother?"

Ming Fan was relieved to see that Lin Wanshu knew what was going on, and pushed Rong Hua, Xiao Yunyang and the others away.

The image of Lin Wanshu hanging under black chains in the book still lingers in her mind.

Now he avoids contact between Lin Wanshu and Mingluan, and even finds out his life experience by accident.

Hopefully the scene in it will never happen.

Ming Fan and Kong Zhu returned to their respective residences, and the Futu Sect was in an uproar.

The disciples of Futu Sect were suddenly awakened by an inexplicable roar and shaking in the middle of the night, and they ran out of their caves with disheveled hair.

"What's going on?"

"No, it's not raining, so where does the thunder come from?"

A disciple who saw this pointed to the main hall where the sect leader was.

"Over there, that sound came from over there."

The roof of the sect master's main hall suddenly collapsed, and only half of the originally magnificent hall remained.

Looking out from inside, you can even see the mottled starry sky outside.

"Ming Fan!!!"

A roar followed.

The Futu Sect's ancestor's face was so gloomy at this time that water could drip out of it.

Scattered at their feet was the secret box containing the fragments of the Ten Thousand Year Old Soul-Guiding Incense that Ming Fan had given them during the day.

"Haha, okay, okay, okay."

After a while, the ancestor of Futu Sect stepped over the mechanism box, and the box turned into ashes in an instant.

The powder dissipated in the sky, and many disciples of the Futu Sect suddenly fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

Stinky, so stinky.

At this time, the Futu Sect was emitting a foul stench. If one smelled it, he would fall to the ground unconscious.

"Oh no, someone has been poisoned!" someone shouted.

But the more people shouted, the more people fell.

"Where are the elders?! Call them over to help detoxify this disciple!"

The clan leader pinched his brows and shouted.

The Futu Sect was in chaos, but Ming Fan was unaware of all this.

Three days later, the news spread that the founder of the Futu Sect was furious, and all the elders and disciples were scolded.

Even one of the main halls had a hole blown in it for some reason.

When Ming Fan heard this, he almost laughed to death in his bed.

She also didn't expect that the old ancestor of the Futu Sect would be so impatient to open the mechanism box that she had added something to.

At the same time, another piece of news came out.

A thief broke into the Futu Sect at night, injured the sect's disciples, and damaged the sect's buildings.

The Futu Sect released the portraits of Ming Fan and others to the public and issued a bounty order.

In other words, those who are included in the bounty list of the Upper Immortal Gate are either extremely vicious or have committed countless crimes.

Everyone in the top positions has some abilities.

One can imagine how deep the hatred is that they are willing to pay a bounty to hunt him down.

"This is revenge in the most blatant form."

Rong Hua threw several portraits on the ground and said, "You painted me so ugly, I'm afraid Master won't be able to recognize me even if he's here."

Ming Fan picked up one at his feet and his mouth twitched. It was indeed very ugly.

Ming Fan looked at them one by one, but at first he couldn't recognize which one was himself.

"For a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, you are really petty."

Ming Fan complained casually. Now that things have come to this, it’s done. There is no possibility of regret: “But if he wants to kill us, he has to find us.”