Chapter 2217 If He Becomes the Young Master

She had been thinking about it since she discovered the defect of the most holy pill. She had already faintly sensed that the medicinal materials in this wooden box not only contained the breath of death, but also contained vitality, which was exactly in line with the yin and yang of the alternating cycle of life and death between the sun and the moon. Perhaps, the medicinal materials in it can be combined with the Binghuo Chijin Fruit and the Wood Spirit Earth Soul Fruit to refine the real Holy Pill! (The most holy true pill from before had incomplete aura, and in Gu Fenghua's view, it was just a defective product.)

"Could it be that the medicinal materials in this wooden box contain both yin and yang energy of heaven and earth." Luo Enen knew that Gu Fenghua would not miss out on taking out the wooden box, his eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise.

"En." Gu Fenghua nodded, and began to make a series of handprints.

There were nearly a hundred seals on the wooden box, which was so cumbersome and complicated that even Gu Fenghua had difficulty opening it for a while. Originally, she wanted to wait until she had free time to try it out slowly, but now of course she didn't have to wait any longer.

Following her fingerprints one after another, a strange light flashed on the wooden box, and the multiple seals were gradually opened. Time also flies by quickly.

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At the same time, in another courtyard of the Jun family, a group of young children surrounded Jun Chenyuan like stars holding the moon.

The younger generations of this generation of the Jun family have a relatively large age gap. The older ones are in their forties or fifties, the younger ones are only in their early teens, and there are only a handful of them in their twenties. Most of them are mediocre and obviously have no future. Only Jun Chenyuan is young, and his talent and strength are all excellent. He is even regarded as the leader of the younger generation of the Jun family. Naturally, he became the object of admiration for all the young children.

On weekdays, many cousins ​​like to come to him to ask him about cultivation, and some young and mature ones even take this opportunity to flatter him.

"Didn't the head of the family say that we will find out the cause of the fat man before we deal with it? It's been almost two days, why is there still no movement?" After the practice, while chatting, someone mentioned the matter of the fat man again, and said indignantly. It was Jun Mingyu that Fatty Bai had mentioned a few days ago who spoke.

His father was seriously injured by Fatty Bai's father, Jun Xingjian. Although the injury was healed, his spiritual roots were damaged to some extent, so that his future and status in the family were limited, so he hated Fatty Bai and his son to death.

"Can't you see that, the Patriarch didn't think about punishing him at all, the big and small things were delayed, and finally nothing happened." Another boy curled his lips and said.

"As the head of the family, he acted so recklessly regardless of right and wrong. If that fat man hadn't relied on his support, how would he dare to do anything to Guanshi Zhu." Another teenager said disdainfully. Except for Jun Mingyu, most of the fathers and uncles of these teenagers present were also in the hands of Jun Xingjian, so mentioning Fatty Bai would certainly not give him a good face.

"Tell me, this time the family test, will the Patriarch cheat for selfishness and let that fat man become the young Patriarch?" Someone asked worriedly.

"If he wants to become the young Patriarch, then we are dead." Another boy who was younger, who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old, turned pale with fright.

Since Fatty Bai came back, no one in the family has had a good face. Children of their age don't know how to hide their emotions, and even sneered and even provoked directly in front of their faces. If it weren't for the strict family rules of Jun's family, and Jun Lansheng's focus on cultivation, he didn't have time to pay attention to them, and he didn't know how many times he had touched them.