"I am not your sect leader, don't make any mistake."
This reaction was still within his expectation, but he still didn't expect that the reaction of this group of people would be so violent and rapid, like a group of fateful people waiting for the moment of fate.
Kong Zhuyin was also slightly mistaken. He thought that Lu Fan would not reveal Shennong's wishes easily to others when he saw the Blood Medicine Sect. However, he did not expect that he had no intention of hiding anything and was not afraid that his things would be stolen by the Blood Medicine Sect. He snatched it away and displayed it so carelessly. Faced with the blood doctor's kneeling in front of him, his face didn't even show much excitement.
But Licorice and the others couldn't get up from their knees.
Licorice pressed his head tightly to the ground and said in a deep voice: "The Blood Clothes Sect was created by Ma Tianjun, based on Shennong's wishes. "Shennong's Materia Medica", "Suwen" and "Lingshu" are the supreme classics. Tianjun studied Shennong deeply. I have made this wish for seven years, and even created the "Art of Resurrection" and "Tianjun Medicine Pair" which have been passed down to future generations and are the treasures of our sect. Even though Tianjun is dead, you can see the blood jade, just like seeing the sect master!"
Licorice raised his head, his eyes were already crying with blood!
"Where the blood jade is, that's where our hearts are!"
Behind him, eleven doctors and wise men shouted in unison:
"Where the blood jade is, that's where our hearts are!"
"Where the blood jade is, that's where our hearts are!"
"Where the blood jade is, that's where our hearts are!"
The dull low roar, like the whisper of a god, echoed in the deep valleys of Qixia Mountain.
Lu Fan held the blood jade and stared blankly at the group of blood medicine disciples in front of him.
For a moment, he looked a little confused.
Ma Tianjun is so virtuous and capable. Even if he has been dead for decades, he can still make the people in front of him be happy with him. Even if they are in a desperate situation, they will follow his footsteps until death.
If a person is alive and can leave a group of followers like this after his death, it can be regarded as a death without regrets.
Lu Fan took a deep breath, held Shen Nong's Wish in his palm, and said indifferently: "I told you, getting this jade is just a coincidence. I am not your sect master, and you don't need to worship me. Get up."