Bai Fan didn't understand why Mr. Whitebeard was so obsessed with alchemy, but he studied every day, but he also benefited a lot and understood some truths. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are difficulties in the world, and it is easy for those who do it, and it is easy for those who do not do it. This difficulty and ease are impermanent, only in doing and not doing.

Bai Fan was immersed in the art of grafting for a month, and he was not defeated by the difficulties, but his interest increased greatly, and he had the pleasure of constantly challenging his limits, and the effect of learning was doubled, and the progress was getting faster and faster.

Unlike Bai Fan here, Jin San was extremely annoyed at the moment.

The popularity of some time ago is gone, on the contrary, the number of disciples who joined the White League has gradually decreased, and there have even been several cases of disciples taking the initiative to withdraw from the White League. In this way, not only did there be a lot less spiritual herb pills to join the alliance, but even the prestige of the White League was also impacted.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Kim San immediately visited to find out the root cause. But when he found out what the problem was, he became even more worried.

It turned out that recently, there were often disciples who provoked the disciples of the White League, and they would fight when they disagreed. But most of the disciples of the White League are new disciples, and when it comes to cultivation, they are only better than those miscellaneous servants in the entire sect, so how can they be the opponents of those veteran disciples, so once the disciples of the White League make a move, they will always be beaten.

It's also strange to say this, every time there is a conflict, it is always in front of the public, and there are a lot of people watching the excitement. This martial arts cultivator is fighting for a breath, even if he knows that he is invincible in front of everyone, there are not many people who admit it, not to mention that the other party's words are extremely humiliating, so he will scold the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, how can he bear it.

But with this move, the problem is even more serious. Fighting can't be said for the time being, the other party still wants to say that the disciples of the White League took the initiative to take action, occupying the word 'reason', and when they start, they don't care about the severity, and after beating people up, they have to ask the disciples of the White League for compensation.

That's not all, those people also specifically looked for the same person to attack many times. It seems that after beating someone, you have to remember that person, and after three or five days, the two sides 'met by chance' in front of the public, and it was another provocation and beating.

After these people beat people, they will always leave a sentence: "I heard that you are from the White League? I am fighting the people of the White League, if you leave the White League, maybe I can consider letting you go." ”

Where can these new disciples withstand this kind of torture, just fight once, just come once every three days, every three days, even if they are iron men, they can't stand it. Some timid monks were afraid in their hearts, and they quietly severed their ties with Bai Meng, for fear that one day they would be targeted.

Many people also realized that someone was specifically targeting the White League, but this situation lasted for nearly a month, and the White League did not take effective countermeasures, which could not help but make some people shaken in their hearts, panic, and slowly give birth to the idea of breaking away from the White League.

Jin San also wanted to solve it, so once he deliberately brought a few people to secretly follow the beaten Baimeng disciples, wanting to avenge him. But when he found that there were a few characters hiding in the secret, waiting for him to make a move with a playful smile, he had to retreat honestly, for fear that he would not be able to save people, but instead put himself in.

Leng Xuan, the other deputy leader of the White League, he is used to being alone, he doesn't like to get involved in some miscellaneous things, and he doesn't care much about the White League, if it weren't for Jin San, I'm afraid he wouldn't even care about the position of the deputy alliance leader. Ever since he saw Guo Chongyang and Bai Fan fighting, he was touched, and he had already been in retreat for a long time, completely ignoring the outside world.

In this way, although Jin San wanted to get ahead, he didn't have much to do, so he could only watch the decline of the White League. Jin San was heartbroken, and wanted to go to Bai Fan several times, but after being stopped by Mr. Whitebeard once, he could only stare dryly, and Bai was anxious.

Day after day, seeing more and more disciples of the White League choose to withdraw, all the disciples were terrified and uncertain.

Some people simply can't go out of retreat, and some are secretly thinking about whether they want to choose to leave, but some people are looking forward to Bai Fan leading the crowd to fight back and reinvigorate the majesty of the Bai League!

In the blink of an eye, the three-month period is approaching. Bai Fan is still studying hard, and he feels more and more the profundity of the art of plant and tree grafting, and at the same time, his understanding of the art of plant and tree grafting has become more profound.

Bai Fan's mind changed, and one thought after another flashed in his mind, as if there were countless spirit grasses transforming in his heart, and he was actually trying various grafting techniques one by one. In the past three months, Bai Fan has read all the thick and amazing "Grafting of Plants and Trees", and he knows the content by heart, but it is far from enough to reach the point of mastery and ease.

At this moment, Bai Fan tried in his heart and found that although he had made some progress, his progress was very limited. This "Grafting of Plants and Trees" is not as good as the "Compendium of Plants and Trees", it is not enough to just memorize it, it must have actual operations.

"It seems that we have to find the spirit grass to really test it!" Bai Fan sighed, took out the spirit grass collected from Mr. Whitebeard and Bai Meng, and began to experiment.

Doing it himself, Bai Fan found that this difficulty was much more difficult than he imagined, and the grasp of timing and strength also had a crucial impact on the success of grafting.

At the beginning, even the simplest secondary grafting, Bai Fan failed several times. But fortunately, with the 'kitchen cutter', these failed herbs can be reused, which makes Bai Fan have a lot less worries. If it didn't work once, it would be two or three times, until after more than ten experiments, Bai Fan finally completed his first grafting.

"Thanks to the 'kitchen cutter', no one can afford such a failure, this is a real spiritual grass. Bai Fan secretly rejoiced, feeling that this 'kitchen knife' was simply a perfect treasure carefully tailored for alchemists.

However, Rao is like this, Bai Fan's progress is not too fast, this matter is too draining, and it is more laborious than cultivation.

Bai Fan succeeded a few times, stopped and pondered, he didn't want to blindly experiment desperately, first, he could cultivate his mind in this way, and he could also see if he could come up with a way to increase the probability of success.

Bai Fan buried his head in hard thought, and after figuring out a little bit, he began to confirm the thoughts in his heart. In this way, after a few days passed, the probability of Bai Fan's successful grafting had increased significantly, and almost seven or eight out of ten times could be successful.

Bai Fan was not satisfied, continued to improve, and did not pursue difficult grafting, which was not realistic enough. He plans to master the second graft before challenging the new difficulty.

The hard work paid off, and after thousands of experiments, the probability of his success became higher and higher, and he succeeded almost nine times out of ten. At this time, all the herbs he had left were almost gone.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, his three-month appointment with Mr. Whitebeard had arrived.