"Enough!"

Elder Cheng yelled in anger: "Fan Zhiyang, stop me!"

Fan Zhiyang snorted coldly and stopped talking.

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 talent. No wonder the two Supreme Elders value you so much."

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

"You can 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 receiving the jade talisman, Ye Xinghe bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Elder Cheng."

Elder Cheng nodded with relief, turned around and looked at everyone, and whispered: "The token inspection has been over."

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

"yes!"

All the disciples bowed with excitement and were eager to try.

Elder Cheng activated the divine weapon, formed seals with both hands, and a bright white light lit up in his palm.

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

Two ancient stone pillars rose from the ground! There were golden jade embedded on the stone pillars, which spread out brilliant golden light and turned into a light curtain.

"Enter Bailing Heavenly Garden quickly!"

Everyone strode forward 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 Heavenly Garden!"

"When I kill you, I will be favored by Mr. Zhao and take the position of elder!"

"And you, a waste, will eventually become my stepping stone!"

He showed a hideous smile on his face and led his disciples around him into the light curtain.

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

A strong aroma of spiritual herbs comes to me.

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

The spiritual energy in the air is several times stronger than the outside world! Ye Xinghe glanced and frowned and murmured: "There is no ghost vine nearby."

"The ghost vine is highly poisonous. When its fragrance spreads, no grass will grow within a mile of radius."

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

After saying that, he closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

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

"It's right there!"

He looked happy and was about to go.

"Has murderous intent!"

At this moment, Ye Xinghe frowned and noticed several powerful auras coming from behind, with awe-inspiring murderous intent! He secretly activated his divine aura and instantly retreated several meters away, and suddenly turned around and looked.

"Junior Brother Ye, what a coincidence!"

Fan Zhiyang's mouth curled a playful smile and led a few people to strode.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and ignored him.

But Fan Zhiyang's eyes were so fierce that he sneered: "I dare to come to Bailing Heavenly Garden to experience it in the second level of Shenhai Realm?"

It's really overestimating one's own abilities!"

"Believe it or not, will you die here today?"

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

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

"Dare to take another step forward, I will break your leg!"

Ye Xinghe paused, and said without even replying: "Break my leg?

You are worthy too!”

"I am the chief deacon of the Supreme Reward. In terms of identity, you should call me Chief Ye."

"Now, you shouted at me. Have you forgotten the rules of the Chilei League?"

A low shout seemed to be like a thunder thunder.

The faces of several people suddenly changed, and they felt afraid, so they took three steps back.

Fan Zhiyang frowned, his eyes were full of anger, and he sternly said: "What bullshit chief! All the fuck is fart!"

"In this Bailing Heaven Garden, whoever has the biggest fist is the rule!"

"I dare to talk to me like this, I will kill you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately activated his divine aura and his aura roared! Ye Xinghe's eyes chilled, and he said in his heart: "He is in the early stage of the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, and I am no match!"

"It's absolutely impossible to compete!"

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

"Deacon Fan, wait!"

Suddenly, the green-robed disciple made a statement to stop him and smiled sinisterly: "It would be too wasteful to kill him like this!"

"Anyway, this little bastard is weak and he is not your opponent. It's better to keep him and identify the spiritual herbs for us."

Fan Zhiyang thought for a moment and nodded and sneered: "This idea is a good idea. It's not too late to kill after using it!"

"Okay! Just do what you said!"

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

"Otherwise, I will take your blood and feed the spiritual herbs in the garden!"

Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself: "I am no match for him now. If I force myself to take action, I will definitely lose."

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

"Even the powerful people in the Seventh Level Tower of the Divine Sea Realm cannot resist it. 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 sneered loudly.

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

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

"Waste, what are you looking at? Don't you get out and lead the way!"

The more everyone laughed, the more crazy they were, with joking faces.

If Ye Xinghe had not heard of it, he turned around and walked towards the Ghost Vine.

Just as I walked a hundred steps, I saw a ninth-grade spiritual herb growing among the flowers.

The spiritual grass is more than half a person tall, and is emerald green all over, as transparent as jade.

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

"good!"

Fan Zhiyang showed joy on his face and greeted, "Go and pick this spiritual herb for me!"

Ye Xinghe's eyes were filled with coldness, he picked the green cloud Hunyuan grass and handed it over.

Fan Zhiyang took the spiritual grass, looked at it carefully, and then laughed: "It's indeed a good thing!"

"I didn't expect that you, a waste, still have some useful value!"

"Continue looking! Until all of us have full share!"

Everyone laughed and urged, and from time to time someone went up and kicked him.

But Ye Xinghe just lowered his head and remained silent.

You have to return this revenge a hundred times! Along the way, Ye Xinghe found seven ninth-grade spiritual herbs. Except for Fan Zhiyang, the other three disciples had already obtained a full share.

However, after walking five miles away, there was no Nine-grade spiritual herb.

Fan Zhiyang frowned and tightened his eyebrows. He suddenly stopped and shouted angrily: "The surname is Ye, here are all seventh-grade spiritual herbs, and even eighth-grade ones are counted."

"Damn you, are you fooling me?"
Chapter completed!