Chapter 1379: Forbearance!

"Enough!"

Elder Cheng shouted angrily: "Fan Zhiyang, shut up!"

Fan Zhiyang snorted coldly and said no more.

Elder Cheng took a deep breath, turned to look at Ye Xinghe, and said with a smile: "So you are Ye Xinghe!"

"I didn't expect you to have such a talent. No wonder the two Supreme Elders value you so much."

"This trip to Bailing Heavenly Garden, with the jade pendant in your hand, you can bring out three ninth-grade spiritual grasses."

"Keep this jade talisman. If you encounter danger, just crush the jade talisman and you can return to this place."

He handed a golden jade talisman to Ye Xinghe.

After accepting the jade talisman, Ye Xinghe cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Elder Cheng."

Elder Cheng nodded happily, turned to look at everyone, and said loudly: "The token inspection is over."

"After I open the entrance, you can enter Bailing Paradise."

"yes!"

All the disciples looked excited and held their hands, eager to try.

Elder Cheng activated the Divine Gang, formed seals with his hands, and a bright white light lit up in his palms.

White light poured into the ground, and the earth trembled.

Two simple stone pillars rise from the ground!

The stone pillar was embedded with golden jade, which diffused bright golden light and turned into a curtain of light.

"Enter Bai Ling Tian Yuan quickly!"

Everyone strode forward one after another and stepped into the light curtain.

Ye Xinghe followed the crowd, stepped into the light curtain, and disappeared.

At this time, behind the crowd, Fan Zhiyang's eyes were cold and he sneered in his heart: "Ye Xinghe, no matter how talented you are, you will only be buried in this Bailing Paradise!"

"When I kill you, I will be favored by the Supreme Lord Zhao and sit on the position of elder!"

"And you, this loser, will eventually become my stepping stone!"

With a ferocious smile on his face, he led the disciples beside him and stepped into the light curtain.

At the same time, Ye Xinghe's eyes lit up and he walked out of the light curtain.

A strong aroma of spiritual grass came to my face.

He looked up and saw the ground full of lush green grass in front of him.

The aura in the air is many times richer than the outside world!

Ye Xinghe glanced at it, frowned and murmured: "There are no ghost vines around here."

"The ghost vine is extremely poisonous. When its fragrance spreads, not a single blade of grass will grow within a mile."

"As long as you can detect where the poisonous gas is, you can find the ghost vine!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and thought carefully.

After a while, Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the peak in front of him.

"Right there!"

He looked happy and was about to go.

"Murderous!"

At this moment, Ye Xinghe frowned and noticed several powerful auras coming from behind, with murderous intent!

He secretly activated the divine power, retreated a few meters away in an instant, and suddenly turned around to look.

"Junior Brother Ye, what a coincidence!"

I saw a playful smile on Fan Zhiyang's lips, leading a few people and striding over.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and didn't pay attention to him.

But Fan Zhiyang had a sinister look in his eyes and said with a smile: "You dare to come to Bailing Tianyuan to practice in the second level building of Shenhai Realm? You are really overestimating your capabilities!"

"Do you believe that you will die here today?"

Ye Xinghe was too lazy to pay attention and turned around to leave.

The disciple next to Fan Zhiyang looked angry and yelled: "Damn it, little bastard, are you deaf? Didn't you hear Deacon Fan talking to you?"

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will break your legs!"

Ye Xinghe stopped for a moment and said without turning his head: "Break my legs? You deserve it too!"

"I am the chief deacon awarded by the Supreme Lord. In terms of status, you should call me Chief Ye."

"Now, you are yelling at me. Have you forgotten the rules of the Red Thunder League?"

A low shout sounded like a thunderous explosion.

Several people's expressions suddenly changed, and they took three steps back in fear.

Fan Zhiyang frowned, his eyes filled with anger, and he said sternly: "What a bullshit chief! It's all fucking fart!"

"In this Bailing Paradise, whoever has the biggest fist is the one who rules!"

"If you dare to talk to me like that, I will kill you right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately activated Shen Gang, and the momentum roared from his body!

Ye Xinghe's eyes turned cold, and he thought to himself: "He is in the early stage of the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, and I am no match for him!"

"Absolutely invincible!"

His eyes flashed and his mind raced, looking for a way to escape.

"Deacon Fan, wait!"

Suddenly, the green-robed disciple stopped him and said with a sad smile: "It would be too wasteful to kill him like this!"

"Anyway, this little brat is weak and is no match for you. Why don't you keep him and identify the spiritual herbs for us."

Fan Zhiyang thought for a moment, nodded and sneered: "This is a good idea. It won't be too late to kill him after he has finished using it!"

"Okay! Just do as you say!"

After saying that, he turned his eyes and said coldly: "You surnamed Ye, don't play tricks in front of me."

"Otherwise, I will use your blood to feed the spiritual grass in the garden!"

Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "I am no match for him now. If he takes action forcefully, he will definitely lose."

"It's better to take them and find the ghost vine first, and then trick them into fighting for it."

"Even the powerful people in the seventh floor of the Divine Sea Realm cannot resist the poison on the ghost vines. If they dare to take action, they will definitely die!"

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and sighed: "Okay! I'll find it for you!"

Everyone sneered and laughed loudly.

"What kind of Supreme Alchemist has just this kind of backbone?"

"I think he is a loser, he doesn't even have the courage to resist!"

"Trash, what are you looking at? Why don't you go ahead and lead the way!"

Everyone was laughing more and more crazily, with faces full of fun.

Ye Xinghe turned around and walked in the direction of the ghost ghost vine as if he hadn't heard anything.

After walking a hundred steps, I saw a ninth-grade spiritual grass growing among the flowers.

The spiritual grass is more than half a person tall, and its whole body is emerald green and as transparent as emerald.

Ye Xinghe paused and said calmly: "The ninth-grade Cuiyun Hunyuan Grass can help the soul to break through."

"good!"

Fan Zhiyang looked happy and said, "Go and pick this spiritual grass for me!"

There was a chill in Ye Xinghe's eyes, he picked off the Cuiyun Hunyuan Grass and handed it over.

Fan Zhiyang took the spiritual grass, looked at it carefully, and then burst into laughter: "It is indeed a good thing!"

"I never thought that this waste like you could have some use value!"

"Keep looking! Until all of our shares are filled!"

Everyone laughed and urged, and from time to time someone would come up and kick him.

However, Ye Xinghe just lowered his head and remained silent.

I will repay this hatred a hundred times as soon as possible!

Along the way, Ye Xinghe found seven ninth-grade spiritual grasses. Except for Fan Zhiyang, the other three disciples had already taken their full share.

However, after walking five miles away, there was not a single ninth-grade spiritual grass.

Fan Zhiyang frowned more and more, suddenly stopped in his steps, and shouted angrily: "For those named Ye, there are all seventh-grade spiritual grasses here, and there are only a handful of eighth-grade herbs."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Chapter completed!