Chapter 3875 New Pavilion Master

Pavilion master?

Many people looked at a loss. Since the death of the previous pavilion master, hasn't the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion been without a pavilion master for tens of thousands of years?

Why is there another Pavilion Master appearing now?

However, after seeing the older generation of monks kneeling down, those low-level monks who dared to hesitate also knelt down on the ground.

Although they didn't know who the leading figure was, they had some guesses.

"Senior, you guys?" Xiao Fan also looked at the three lights and shadows in front of him in surprise.

Didn't they disappear that day after I obtained the All Saints Pharmacopoeia and All Saints Inheritance? How could they appear in my body?

Yes, the three lights and shadows in front of me were none other than Yan Jiutian, Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou's Cannian.

Yan Jiutian smiled slightly at Xiao Fan, then looked at everyone, waved his hands and said, "Get up!"

Before he finished speaking, the lights and shadows of Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin beside him suddenly flew towards their bodies.

Zhang Wenjin himself did not refuse. After the residual thoughts entered his body, his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, he reached his peak state.

Middle-grade Dharma Master!

He was even stronger than he was before he was attacked by the Yin-Yang Creation Beast, and he was only one step away from the top-grade Dharma Master.

Although he may not be able to take this step in his life, he is absolutely confident now that he can compete with the top-level Dharma Master!

Almost at the same time, the unconscious Lu Bohou also woke up. All the injuries on his body disappeared, and the aura he exuded was not weaker than Zhang Wenjin's.

"Why?" When Yan Baxuan saw this scene, his eyes were extremely red and his face was full of disbelief.

He has always been at odds with Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou because he was afraid that the two of them would seize the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion and take it for themselves.

But now, he actually saw Yan Jiutian with a trace of the two of them beside him. Doesn't this mean that Yan Jiutian believes in the two of them far more than he does?

Thinking of this, Yan Baxuan's heart was filled with dissatisfaction.

The older generation of monks at Wansheng Medicine Pavilion are also puzzled. Yan Baxuan is Yan Jiutian's elder brother. Why does Yan Jiutian trust Zhang Wenjin and the others more?

Yan Jiutian glanced at Yan Baxuan lightly and said, "The Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion is the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion of the Ancient God Realm, not the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion of my Yan family."

The words were very simple, and there was not much explanation, but they were enough to answer Yan Baxuan's doubts.

Yan Baxuan's face was extremely ugly. He still found it difficult to accept this result. He pointed at Xiao Fan and shouted: "In other words, you also found him? Would you rather hand over the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion to a person of unknown origin?"

"Back then, my origins were unknown to the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion." Yan Jiutian said calmly, with a very calm tone.

All Saints Medicine Pavilion never selects successors from within the All Saints Medicine Pavilion, and he, Yan Jiutian, will not break this rule.

Because only in this way can the All Saints Medicine Pavilion maintain fresh blood and become stronger and stronger.

"Haha, I think I, Yan Baxuan, have been working for the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion for ninety thousand years, but in the end I don't know anything." Yan Baxuan grinned.

He was unwilling and even more angry.

Unwillingly, the inheritance of Wansheng Medicine Pavilion was about to fall into the hands of the Yan family, but at this time Xiao Fan appeared.

What makes him unhappy is that his younger brother, the previous generation master of the Ten Thousand Saints Medicine Pavilion, actually personally ruined this plan that was about to succeed.

Suddenly, he suddenly slapped Xiao Fan with a palm.

"Presumptuous!" However, at this time, Zhang Wenjin had already woken up, appeared in front of Xiao Fan, and met him with the same palm.

puff!

A bloody sword spurted out from Yan Baxuan's mouth, and his whole body flew backwards like a cannonball.

With the same cultivation level and an injury, who is Zhang Wenjin's opponent in his prime at this moment?

"I'm not willing to give in!" Yan Baxuan, who flew out, looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Yan Jiutian, you would rather let others get it than let my Yan family inherit it! You are a descendant of the Yan family in vain!"

However, Yan Jiutian was not moved at all. Instead, he looked at the Yan family not far away and said, "You guys, do you think the same as Yan Baxuan?"

Everyone in the Yan family was silent. Since Yan Jiutian's death, Yan Baxuan was their ancestor. Generally speaking, Yan Baxuan would do whatever he said without daring to refute.

But now, they have met Yan Jiutian, the legendary head of the Yan family and the previous generation master of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion. This has made their fear of Yan Baxuan relax a little.

"I don't think so." Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded for the Yan family.

"Yan's sad song?" Many people looked surprised when they saw the speaker.

You know, this is Yan Baxuan's favorite child of the Yan family. He actually opposes Yan Baxuan's ideas. Doesn't he stand on the opposite side of Yan Baxuan?

"Why?" Yan Jiutian said calmly.

"The ancestor is just the previous generation of Pavilion Masters of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion. There were many generations of pavilion masters before it. If these people had the same idea as the Baxuan Ancestor, the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion would have been left alone long ago."

Yan Lege plucked up the courage and said: "Moreover, if it were not for All Saints Medicine Pavilion, there would be no current Yan family. The Yan family should repay their kindness and be grateful to All Saints Medicine Pavilion instead of taking All Saints Medicine Pavilion as their own."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiutian nodded with satisfaction, looked at the others and said, "What about you?"

"Follow the religious teachings of our ancestors!" Others who dared to refute anything bowed.

"You bastards, traitors!" High in the sky, Yan Baxuan roared angrily, "Yan Lege, you white-eyed wolf, I'm going to kill you!"

However, he was also afraid of the strength of Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou, so he would not dare to charge forward.

Yan Jiutian didn't care about Yan Baxuan's words, but looked at everyone in the Yan family and said, "Since you still recognize me as your ancestor, then I will declare two ancestral precepts as the ancestor of the Yan family."

"Yes." Everyone bowed again.

"First, the Yan family will always be loyal to Wansheng Medicine Pavilion and shall not rebel." Yan Jiutian said solemnly, "Second, from now on, by the way, child, what is your name?"

"Ancestor, my name is Yan Lege!" Yan Lege said with a confused look on his face.

"Second, from now on," Yan Jiutian nodded and said, "Yan Beige is the next generation head of the Yan family, and no one is allowed to violate it."

"Yes!" Everyone in the Yan family nodded respectfully. Many people looked at Yan Lege with envy in their eyes. If I had known, they should have stood up just now.

"Now, in my capacity as the Pavilion Master of the All Saints Pavilion, I, the Pavilion Master, announce the last order of the Pavilion Master." Before everyone could recover from the shock, Yan Jiutian suddenly called out to the All Saints City. Everyone looked confused, wondering what Yan Jiutian meant. After he paused for a few breaths, he suddenly looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Effective immediately, Xiao Fan is the nineteenth generation master of the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion!"