Chapter 132 Participation Eight

"Golden needles, they are golden needles. Dad, do you know? Xiaoying told me that when I was in a coma, that mysterious man saved Wan'er with a few golden needles!" Xiahou Wan'er explained to her father excitedly.

After hearing what Wan'er said, Xiahou Zhaoyang also showed a look of surprise in his eyes. He was originally swaying to stand on which side, but at this time he truly made up his mind. Then he remained silent and carefully looked at the boy below with his hands flying, with his movements proficient in healing An Jiachao. At this time, he found that he was less able to see through the boy at this time...

Lan Wenxuan felt a secretly regretful in his heart. A rejuvenation pill was considered a meat bun to beat a dog. Although the herbs used to rejuvenation pills are everywhere in Baicao Valley, it is a waste to use it on such people. If it were not forbidden this time, even if it was fed to the dog, it would not be used on such people. No matter how hard I didn't think about it, it would be useless. Looking at the wounds that quietly stopped the bloody and sprinkled the continuation of the mixed rejuvenation pills on the wounds.

Looking at Lan Wenxuan's actions, Master Shao showed disdain. From the beginning of Lan Wenxuan's brag about asking An Jiachao to be intact at an incense stick of time, he believed that the boy in front of him might not even understand the pharmacology. Although he started to use the golden needle to stop bleeding, he really shocked him, but he saw that the former wound was spilled on him without cleaning it. He was purely an outsider.

At this time, Lan Wenxuan didn't care about other people's expressions or what others thought. After he spread the mixed Baixusan on him, his hands did not stop. After brushing for a few strokes, the golden needle on An Jia's leg disappeared, but the blood in his body lost the control of the golden needle and immediately flowed towards the wound. When the blood touched Baixusan on the wound, thousands of people in the hall heard the sound of inhaling at the same time. It was very bright now. At this time, An Jia's wound on his leg was scabbed when he saw it with his naked eyes. Almost everyone did not believe in his eyes, and his eyeballs were almost protruding out of his eye sockets.

Master Shao retreated repeatedly at this time, muttering to himself: "Impossible, this is fake, absolutely impossible." Gradually, his eyes became more and more dazed, and he had reached the verge of mental collapse..." Everyone was still staring at An Jiachao's wound, not paying attention to Master Shao at all.

An Tianxiang's face was pale. He couldn't believe it when he looked at the scene in front of him. He could not even imagine it. He closed his eyes and slowly opened it, hoping that everything in front of him was a dream. However, when he opened his eyes again, he found that it was not a dream in front of him, but a clanging fact. At this time, he also discovered that something was wrong with Master Shao, who was on the verge of mental collapse, and he suddenly panicked. For many years, even facing Lan Wuhong, he had not panicked like this.

Master Shao is a member of Dunxian Palace and his status in the palace is not low. If something really happens here, how can he explain to Dunxian Palace? If Dunxian Palace really wants to destroy the An family, even ten An families cannot withstand it, let alone Master Shao is the pillar of the An family now. If Master Shao is gone, there will be no hope. The An family will be completely defeated, and there will probably be no chance of turning over. So he was anxious and shouted: "Master Shao!"

Master Shao felt even more stunned, and suddenly came to his senses, sweating all over his body. He was scared. For a moment, his mind was devilish. If An Tianxiang had not stopped drinking from the side at the critical moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable. It is very likely that his meridians could not bear the impact in his mind and became a useless person on the spot. A sword cultivator, if he became a useless person, there were many such examples in this world, and 90% of life was not as good as death. So he was so scared that he was extremely grateful to An Tianxiang this time.

An Tianxiang's shout also woke up all the stunned audience. Their eyes immediately turned to Master Shao, and most of them showed disdain and thought to themselves: "A such a high-level pharmacy master can't bear this blow. What kind of master is he called..."

When everyone turned their eyes to An Jiachao's wound again, a miracle happened again. The scab around the wound had risen and slowly fell off, revealing its pink skin for a moment. After An Jiachao stopped the bleeding from the golden needle, he never said a word from beginning to end. His expression of disbelief was always hanging on his face. Even An Tianxiang's shout just now, he was not attracted by him. He kept staring at the wound that saw speed recovery with his naked eyes. Until the scab fell off, he seemed to have been staying in his dream. If it weren't for the blood on his trouser legs that had been torn by Lan Wenxuan, even he wouldn't even believe that all this was true.

At this time, Lan Wenxuan looked at An Jiachao who was still sitting on the ground, and his face regained his habitual smile. He turned to look at the still-burning incense, then turned back to look at An Tianxiang and said lightly: "Fortunately, Brother An's injury has healed." An Tianxiang really regretted it at this time and nodded to Lan Wenxuan with difficulty.

Lan Wenxuan said with a smile: "Since Brother An is fine, can we continue our bet?" When he heard the word "bet", An Tianxiang's legs trembled slightly. He knew better than anyone else that it would be a humiliation to himself if he continued to compare in front of him. At this time, even An Jiachao understood this truth. This time it can be said that he brought not only money losses to the family, but also irreparable reputation losses. In particular, he personally experienced the magical effects of the young Yaosan in front of him, and now he dared to speak more. He stood up silently, walked behind his father without saying a word and stood down.

An Tianxiang's face struggled to squeeze out a smile that was not much better than crying, and said in a deep voice: "Master Lan Pavilion, it's true that the high An family is not a little bit. The An family has admitted defeat in this game, and the 250 million yuan is yours! You can do it yourself." When he said this, he spoke with a bit of threat. Even a fool could hear it.

Lan Wenxuan's smile remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "The Master An is so generous. Thank you for your advice. I must remember it." An Tianxiang turned his head again and looked at the purple gold card in Lan Wude's hand with a painful feeling, then shook his head fiercely. He said to Lan Wude: "Brother Lan, this time the dog provoked trouble and disturbed the venue. I'm here to accompany Brother Lan. I hope Brother Lan will forgive me!" After saying this, he hugged Lan Wu and gritted his teeth and continued, "An wants to ask, although the medicine powder in An's family is not as good as the owner of Lan's house, its effect is also of the best. I don't know how to calculate it?" He asked and stared at Lan Wude.

Lan Wude had just come back to his senses from the miracle just now, listened to An Tianxiang's words, and pondered: "The medicine powder of the An family and the owner of the Lan Pavilion is indeed extraordinary, and what you see today is rare in your life! Even if you two pass the first competition today!"

Listening to Lan Wude's words, An Tianxiang thanked Lan Wude, and then pointed at Master Shao in a low voice. An Jia said, "Let's go..." After that, he led the way out of the city.

At this time, I didn't know who shouted in the audience: "Climb out!" Suddenly, thousands of people were upset, and some good people agreed. An Jiachao's face was burning and he was stunned. Indeed, the bet was said by himself, and An Tianxiang's eyes suddenly became cold and swept towards the direction where the sound had just been made. However, the audience was crowded with people, and there was nowhere to be found. He then withdrew his cold gaze, ignored anyone, and went alone towards the outsider. Master Shao and An Jiachao also hurriedly followed. At this time, An Tianxiang had already hated Lan Wenxuan to the core, and he had all his sins under Lan Wenxuan's name.

Lan Wenxuan looked at the An family and his son with a smile before he took his eyes off the hall. Although he looked at his face with a smile, he had already begun to think that the An family would never give up. It would be okay if he was alone. But now considering following people like him and if the An family attacked the people around him... it seemed that it was time for him to make some preparations.

When the An family and his son walked out of the hall, the noise just now became smaller. Lan Wude held a total of 500 million gold coins and gold cards in his hand, and handed it to Lan Wenxuan two steps before, and then said lightly: "I didn't expect that the owner of Lan's Pavilion had such magical means at such a young age. I wonder if the owner of Lan's Pavilion has time. I will sit with me when the competition is over?" After that, he stared at Lan Wenxuan's handsome, familiar face.

Lan Wenxuan was not polite and took the gold card over. He now didn't understand what the cheap uncle had to do with him? Do you want to confirm his identity? Or did you like his medicinal materials? But it is not the time. He just provoked the An family like that, and probably has reached a state of dying. With the current strength of the Lan family, it would be strange if he faced the legendary Dunxian Palace. Besides, he would not go back to the Lan family without the consent of his parents, so he pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Thank you, Chief Lan. I still have some things to do recently. If I have time in the future, I will definitely visit you today." Lan Wude smiled bitterly, and was rejected. He was even more sure that Lan Wenxuan was the child of his third brother. But now he can't force it. After all, the family's actions at that time were a little sorry for the third brother.

Lan Wude sighed in his heart at this time and then said, "Since the owner of Lan Pavilion has something to do, then forget it, but if there is time in the future, the Lan family will welcome it with time." After saying that, he was about to turn around and want to go up the platform. After all, most of the matters between An family and Lan Wenxuan, he did not complete the refining of medicine.

When he was about to turn around and leave, Lan Wenxuan hesitated for a moment and shouted: "Captain Lan, wait!"

"You have something to do?" Lan Wude looked at Lan Wenxuan in confusion and asked.

"Thanks to the testimony of the Lan family just now and disturbed the potion competition, I think the Lan family has suffered a lot this time. In order to express their apology, this is 50 million gold coins, which is considered compensation to the Lan family." Lan Wenxuan said seriously. Even if he wanted to help the Lan family, there was no legitimate reason. This time, he would help the Lan family better. If he had too many, he was afraid that others would be suspicious.

Listening to what Lan Wenxuan said, everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, this young man was so generous, and he could get 50 million gold coins at the first time. Such a big deal was indeed rare. Some people were fantasizing how good it would be if these 500 gold coins were given to him...
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