The fat white man grabbed Gu Fenghua with one hand and Luo Enen with the other, but he was choked and unable to speak.
From Tianji Continent to Wuji Shengtian, all the memories flashed in front of him. He knew that if it were not for their company and if it were not for their help, he would never have been able to reach today and would never have the strength he had today.
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"Okay, it's getting late, it's all gone. Tomorrow it will be a competition with the Mu family, so let Lansheng rest early." Jun Wencang said to everyone.
Tomorrow the competition between the Jun Mu and the Young Masters is related to the ownership of the sect leader. This matter is no longer a big secret. Even if the elders of each house are reluctant to win the position of Jun Lansheng as the Young Master, they will not dare to
I joke about the fate of the Jun family and quickly took the children of each house to leave.
Of course, Wu Tianheng and others could not be so blind. At this time, they stayed and caused trouble. After sending gifts, they also said goodbye. In the ancestral hall, only Jun Wencang, Bai Fatty, and Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen, were left.
Fenghua and Luo Enen knew that they had something to say and were going to leave, but Jun Wencang stayed.
"Lan Sheng, in fact, you can refine a few heavenly-grade drought Zen pills at will, which is enough to seize the position of this young head of the family. Why do you have to work so hard?" Looking at the more than thirty heavenly-level drought Zen pills in the jade bottle,
Jun Wencang asked with a wry smile.
Although the fat white man was relaxed and relaxed when he refined the Killing Zen Pill, he was still a little tired after the test, and he felt a little distressed when he looked at it.
"I can't embarrass my father." The fat white man said with a determined look on his face.
Back then, Jun Xingjian was promoted to the Emperor Saint at the age of 30 and was well-known for his peerless genius. It would be fine if he had not returned to the Jun family before and did not know these things. Since he was back, he would never let his father be shamed.
Although several heavenly-grade karma pills could allow him to successfully win the position of Shaojia, as a descendant of Jun Xingjian, such achievements were obviously far from enough.
"You think so well." Jun Wencang looked at his grandson with a gentler and more relieved look.
"The holy energy and divine consciousness are quite exhausted. Will it affect the competition with the Mu family tomorrow?" But then, he asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, Grandfather, I'm recovering very quickly." The fat white man said, taking out a chicken leg and chewing it wildly.
Sure enough, after a chicken leg was eaten, his eyes that were originally slightly tired immediately became energetic.
"Can you still recover your holy energy like this?" Jun Wencang felt the changes in his body, and was simply shocked by this precious grandson.
"Yes." The fat white man nodded, took out a braised pig's feet and continued to chew wildly. His holy energy and divine consciousness also recovered at an astonishing speed.
"Since that's the case, I'm not worried." Seeing this, Jun Wencang was completely relieved.
"By the way, grandfather, what will we compete tomorrow? Will we still refine the dry Zen pill?" After chewing the pig's feet in a few bites, the fat white man took out a roasted rabbit and asked while gnawing.
"The Killing Chan Pill is just the first game. Tomorrow morning, I will join forces with Mu Chengfeng to open the Killing Chan Secret Realm. The secret realm can be regarded as part of the Manghuang Mountain, because there are fogs and poisonous miasma everywhere, which is even more than other parts of the Manghuang Mountain.
It is dangerous, so it was sealed by our sect's predecessors a long time ago. You and the young master of the Mu family entered the secret realm separately, searching for medicinal materials to refine the dry Zen pill, and then looking for an exit. Who can get out first? This game is considered