Song Fan returned to the Medicine King Palace.

At this time, all the disciples under the Medicine King Sect were cleaning up the main hall and the entire island to restore order.

When they saw the life-saving benefactor, the disciples of the Medicine King Sect bowed deeply one after another to express their gratitude.

Along the way, although the island is a little depressed, fortunately, there is still some vitality.

At this time, outside the main hall, many disciples from the Xuanmen came to kneel outside the hall because the dragons had no leader, as if they were about to be executed.

It's not that they don't want to run, especially the time when Song Fan left was their opportunity. The strength of some of them was not even weaker than that of the Medicine King, and it was still easy for them to escape.

But—

Song Fan's sword of the night shrouded the sky above everyone's heads.

There have been a few people who have risked life and death, but they have only escaped a few steps before they have become revenants under the sword.

Song Fan glanced at the people in the Xuanmen, and planned to hand over these people to the people of the Medicine King Sect.

Then he turned around and entered the main hall.

The Medicine King was sorting out the bodies of the dead disciples one by one, and the old tears were full of tears, as if he was dozens of years old. The hair turned white overnight.

"Engong!?" After seeing Song Fan, the medicine king hurriedly got up and walked quickly to greet him.

"The old man is grateful for the great virtue of Engong and saved me from all my disciples. Please be worshiped by the old ......"

As he spoke, the Medicine King bowed to his knees.

Song Fan and Tang Yinfa hugged the old man and said lightly: "It's just a gesture, Lord Medicine King doesn't have to be polite." ”

The medicine king hurriedly let Song Fan into the main seat and sat down to watch the tea.

"I have already seen the Thousand Turns Poison Pill that Engong saved me and waited. I really didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to see the legendary Thousand Turns of Poison Cleansing Pill. ”

The Medicine King said excitedly:

"The old man has a reluctant request. Can you show me the medicine word divine text?"

Song Fan smiled and immediately took out the divine text: "Lord Medicine King can read it casually." ”

The medicine king held it in both hands, looked at it carefully, stroked it gently, and sighed with emotion.

"It is worthy of the thousand-character divine text of the Confucian Academy! It is indeed extraordinary, extraordinary and extraordinary! The divine text is indeed the closest to the divine text! Only then can it have this divine effect......

After appreciating the general, the Medicine King was respectful and returned the divine text to Song Fan.

"Perhaps...... This is the will of heaven......" The Medicine King stared at Song Fan again, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Song Fan was mentally prepared for this.

"I'm the king of medicine, and I'm waiting to be revived. And I don't have the energy and ambition anymore. ”

"After this catastrophe, the Medicine King Gate urgently needs a strong man to be able to maintain pressure in all directions. Otherwise, the various departments of Yaowangmen overseas will fall apart......"

"The old man has a reluctant request, and please be gracious, be sure not to refuse. Please take over the endgame of my Medicine King's Gate. ”

As he spoke, the Medicine King got up and asked.

Originally, there were many outstanding disciples under the Medicine King, and the Medicine King was also working hard to cultivate. It's a pity that all of them lost their lives in this catastrophe.

Although Tang Yinfa has qualifications, he has been following the Medicine King for a long time. But because of his lack of strength, I am afraid that there will be people below who will disagree with him. Can't keep the foundation of this Noda.

After this battle, I saw Song Fan's terrifying strength. and the Confucian Holy Temple, the medicine word god sent by himself.

All this seems to be providential.

Song Fan took out an immortal powder that he had refined and presented it to the Medicine King.

"This is Changsheng San, after taking it, it can also prolong the life of the medicine king for fifty years. ”

The Medicine King smiled bitterly and shook his head: "These precious pills don't have to be wasted on me." My own body, I know it best. Do you know my age?"

Song Fan shook his head, unable to see through. At a glance, the medicine king was no different from the average seventy or eighty-year-old man. But if you look closely, it gives people a sense of vicissitudes, not the temperament of an ordinary old man.

"I have lived for more than 150 years, and I have used all kinds of life-prolonging medicines. Now the body is an empty shell, and it is useless to take any medicine......" said the medicine king.

When Song Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised.

One hundred and fifty years old?

If this is true, it is terrifying!

And it is indeed coming soon, and I am afraid that no pill will be able to prolong life.

This is the destiny of heaven, and no one can be born against the sky.

Not only Song Fan, but even Tang Yinfa listened from the sidelines, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Tang Yinfa has been by the side of the King of Medicine since he was a child, and he has the impression that the King of Medicine is indeed very old, but it has been the same for decades, and it has never changed, and it has always been like this.

It was only at this time that Tang Yinfa realized that the master was not not old, but had always been so old!

"After I leave, I am afraid that this centuries-old inheritance will fall apart. The Medicine King stared at the Immortal Scatter, "Engong, the fact that you were able to refine this Immortal Scatter means that your strength in all aspects has surpassed mine." ”

"The position of the master of the Medicine King Gate belongs to you!"

Tang Yinfa also persuaded from the side: "Father, don't push it back." Yaowangmen is like this now, if you don't take over, it's my son and mine. When the time comes, I'll have to trouble your old man too. ”

Song Fan nodded: "Since that's the case, then I'll take over the Medicine King Gate." However, Lord Yao, please continue to stay here and help preside over the overall situation. I'm new to the school, and a lot of things aren't going well. ”

"All of this, let Tang Yinfa come to assist you. I can stay here for a year and help with it. A year later, I went to sea to retreat...... "The medicine king is ready to retreat."

Song Fan said again: "Those disciples of the Xuanmen outside the door, let me leave it to you to deal with." ”

Seeing this, a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the Medicine King.

These people, if not the masterminds, are executioners. Everyone's hands are stained with the blood of the Medicine King Gate.

"Not a single one will be left!" ordered the Medicine King through gritted teeth. "I'm going to let them bury my disciples!"

Song Fan got up and said, "It's up to you." I'm going back first, and I'll leave it to you first. ”

Song Fan once again became the shopkeeper.

And Tang Yinfa wants to assist the Medicine King, stay here, and clean up the mess.

Under the congratulations of everyone, Song Fan returned alone.

"Where are you going back?" Song Fan's mind popped up several place names in a row—Donghai, Jinling, or ......

"Well, it's time to go back to Jiangnan to see ......"

Jiangnan was the starting point of Song Fan. Song Fan planned to go back and take a look.

At this time, it was drizzling in Jiangnan.

Fenghao Villa, outside Song Fan's villa.

Several figures are longing, apparently coming for a purpose.

"Leng Yue! come out to see me!" the mysterious men stood outside the door.

Leng Yue went out and was stunned.

The Jing family finally sent someone here.

This is also what she has always been most afraid of confronting.

At the same time, several foreign men also came this way.

"It seems...... Is it the same goal?"

Two groups of people gathered outside the gate of Song Fan's villa at the same time.

"Leng Yue, who is coming?" Shen Zihan ran out in high spirits, thinking that Song Fan was back.

"You go in quickly!" Leng Yue hurriedly stopped.

"Huh...... There is no need to go back!" The mysterious person outside said coldly, "Everyone here, come with us!"