The God of Destruction

He knew that, in fact, the owner of Tan Jun Palace had run out of oil, and his lights had dried up. Everything relied on a feeling of resentment.

At this time, the powerful enemy of the enemy wants to kill, without the support of that kind of resentment, I am afraid that every second will die.

Then Pan Chen gave Li Jinzhu a bottle of Elixir and asked her to take it to everyone.

Everyone picked up the medicine and sat on the floor, looking at Pan Chen's respectful and grateful eyes.

On the other hand, Li Jianxi called on many members of the Li family to collect their bodies and clean up the damaged courtyard.

"Mr. Pan, where did the medicine come from?"

Taking only a few breaths, the master of Tan Jun ’s old palace immediately felt a lot of mental health and could n’t help asking curiously.

"Oh, I made it myself!"

"Does Master Pan also understand alchemy and medicine?" The owner of the Honolulu Palace was surprised again and couldn't believe it.

Tan Jun, the Confucianism and Taoism, especially in the study of alchemy, are more profound.

This is not surprising. Seoraksan, centenary ginseng, velvet antlers, windproof, schisandra, cicada and other valuable traditional Chinese medicines are everywhere.

They strive to use their strengths, avoid weaknesses, and adapt to local conditions. In the research of Danding Refining Medicine, they far surpassed the Shennong School of the Quanzong School of the Tian Dynasty.

But at this time, the owner of Tan Jungong felt that the difference between their elixir and Panchen's elixir was too far to compare.

"Just one or two!" Pan Chen smiled slightly.

This is just an ordinary qi-enhancing pill, which is far away from the effects of Peiyuan pill and Yangyuan pill.

"Master Pan is a descendant of Yaowang Group. He invented many new medicines and swept China!"

On the one hand, Li Jinzhu worshipped the tunnel with his face.

"I have long heard that Master Wen learns the unity of man and nature. All Dharma is very common. It is true when I see you today!"

The owner of Sandalwood Palace has a respectful and shocked face.

Only with this ability of alchemy can Master Pan be famous and establish sectarian schools, let alone martial arts strongmen and masters of art. If there is no such thing as a celebrity.

"Lord, how nice you are!" Pan Chen smiled, not taking it to heart.

Seeing Pan Chen's humble attitude, the old palace master Tan Jun could not help but respect Pan Chen's three-pointer. This is the noble style of a real person.

He suddenly had a smart move, blessings in his heart, his eyes flashing true "Master Pan, the younger generation has an affectionate invitation!"

"Old gentleman, you're welcome, you and I can talk about the same generation! Just call it by its name!"

"Yes, Master Pan!" The owner of the Honolulu Palace still looked respectfully, which made Pan Chen very irritable.

"Let's talk about things." Pan Chen was helpless and a bit big.

"The younger generation wants Master Pan to be the master of Honolulu Palace!"

When the old prince said this, Li Jianxi, Li Jinzhu, and many of Sandalwood's disciples were stunned.

Tan Jun, in the eyes of Han people, is the existence and creation of ancestors, just like the existence of gods such as baby girls and Fu Xi in the eyes of the people of the heaven.

The owner of the Honolulu Palace, like the ancient pastor of heaven, can communicate with his ancestors. His words represented the consciousness of God, guided the maze, and protected the national movement.

The master of the Taoist palace enjoys the highest status in the Han state. Even if the president met him, he would make a three-point and three-point bow.

And now, the owner of the old palace has given up the willingness to give up the good, and ceded the position to Pan Chen, what is the glory and how much respect?

auzw.com "Pan Ye, promise me!" But soon, Li Jinzhu reacted and looked at Pan Chen, begging for the tunnel.

She understands that today's sandalwood monarch has a long history and is deprived of inheritance.

In the eyes of the Toyo strong, just like the ants who drove them to death, as soon as Pan Chen left, they could make a comeback immediately.

The old prince's decision seems unreasonable, in fact it is quite wise and the most wise choice.

Only by grasping a thick thigh like Pan Chen can the pulse of the army be rejuvenated.

"Master, thank you for your love!"

Pan Chen smiled and shook his head bitterly, "But this is not appropriate. I come from the heavenly dynasty, Tan Jun is the spiritual symbol of the han country. If I am reasonable, I am not the master of the palace!"

"Master Pan, you can be the master of Xingzhou, why can't you be the master of our palace?"

The owner of the old palace withered his hands, clutching Pan Chen's big hand tightly, with tears in his eyes, and begging pitifully: "Only when you are the owner of the palace can I be assured that I can leave!"

"Xingzhou has many Tianchao people in a country, and Li Xianlong is also a Tianchao person under the Southern Ocean. This is different!"

Pan Chen refused.

If he did n’t have a good name, he would n’t do that. He burned his **** in a hot position and his seat was unstable. That's troublesome.

"Master Pan, if you disagree, the old decadent will kneel for you!"

The old prince suddenly cried, stood up and knelt down.

"Only you can revitalize Tan Jun's pulse. You disagree, the old decadent death can't close your eyes!"

He yelled, and he hurriedly said a bit of blood.

It is also a good thing to say that a person will die.

Tan Jun's pulse declined in the hands of the owner of the old palace. He would give Tan Jun a pulse to find a bright future, even if it was in despair.

"Old master of the palace!"

"Master Pan, promise me master!"

Seeing him spit in a hurry, many of Sandalwood's disciples yelled, then knelt together on the ground and cried.

"Master Pan, you promised to let the owner of the old palace rest in peace!"

The faces of Li Jinzhu and Li Xingyue's family changed dramatically, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground to beg.

Pan Chen helped the master of the old palace, helped him to bed, sat down and said sincerely.

"Forbidden City Master, I suggest that Miss Li Jinzhu take over Tan Jun. You can rest assured that if I am here, I will definitely help her revive Tan Jun!"

"Jinzhu, you and Master Pan." The old court master's breathing gradually weakened, but he couldn't see it.

In fact, at this time, the owner of the old palace did not understand the relationship between Pan Chen and Li Jinzhu. This incident was too sudden to explain at all.

"He is Jinzhu's lover, you old man, don't worry!"

Li Jianxi held the thin palm of the master of the old palace and burst into tears.

"Great!"

The owner of the old palace shouted three "good" characters, stood up excitedly, and ordered: "Disciple Tan Jun obey the order!"

"Master of the palace! The disciples obey the orders!" The people immediately knelt down. ..

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