Mr. Whitebeard's expression was a little complicated, showing a look of struggle, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to testing Bai Fan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Bai Fan couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing!" Mr. Whitebeard replied, straightening his face, "I think you've come here to understand the art of grafting plants and trees. These are two water-attribute spirit grasses, if you can successfully graft, you will be considered to have passed, remember that you only have three chances. ”

Bai Fan agreed, stretched out his hand, put the two spirit grasses in the palm of his hand and observed them carefully, and secretly sensed the wind speed, humidity, vitality intensity and other factors around him, and he was a little worried in his heart.

After a while, Bai Fan made a move, and white light swept through his hands, and in just an instant, the two spirit grasses changed their appearance. Bai Fan pointed out, only to see that the two spirit grasses slowly fused together, exuding a stronger spirit grass aura, and it was done!

Bai Fan took two spirit grasses again, and the same scene came out again, and this time, Bai Fan was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he successfully fused another one. Immediately after that, it was the third one, which was also successfully fused!

Three chances, Bai Fan succeeded, and the time he used did not add up to the time of a stick of incense.

"Master, have I passed?" Bai Fan put down the spirit grass and asked lightly.

"Over... It's passed!" Mr. Whitebeard muttered with a shocked expression.

Originally, he also planned to give Bai Fan five chances, after all, three months was too short. But he didn't expect that Bai Fan not only successfully cleared the customs, but also succeeded again and again. The success rate of this kind of terror, you must know that he also practiced hard for a whole year back then, and it took countless spirit grasses to achieve it.

Mr. Whitebeard was a little stunned, didn't say anything, and walked away in a daze.

On Wuyun Mountain, deep in the backyard, there is a small courtyard here, which is empty, only a small stone rock. The rock was already covered with moss, but a faint trace of dark red blood was still faintly visible. The blood dried up, and I don't know who left it. At this moment, Mr. Whitebeard stood beside Shi Yan in a daze, his eyes were misty, and he was a little uneasy.

"Am I really wrong?" Mr. Whitebeard sighed, whispering to himself to Shi Yan, not knowing who he was talking to.

At this time, the sun sprinkled down, fell on the stone rock, and the starlight was a little bit, reflecting the dark red blood stains shining, like a blooming flower, and like a bright smile, especially beautiful!

Bai Fan has been silent in the study of grass and tree knowledge, and has not moved his muscles and bones for a long time.

Bai Fan strode forward, the wind under his feet, and the speed was extremely fast, as if flying close to the ground.

"I don't know when I will be able to reach the realm of the same place as the sky bridge, and then I can really fly in the sky. Bai Fan thought as he galloped.

What is it like to fly in the sky? In the past, when he was on the earth, Bai Fan didn't even dare to think about it. Sometimes, Bai Fan would also envy those birds that could fly freely in the sky. In addition to filming, he often goes to play roller coasters and bungee jumping, and the strong sense of excitement makes Bai Fan's heart beat, as if he is flying in the sky.

Now that he has come to the Jiuyang Mythological Era, he finds that flying is no longer a dream, and the desire in his heart has made him extremely attentive to cultivation: "I also want to become stronger, I want to reach the realm of the same place as the flyover, and fly in the sky!"

Just thinking about it, suddenly a monk with three golden hairs on his head walked up, it was Jin San.

"Big brother, you're finally out of the customs!" Jin San looked excited and gave Bai Fan a bear hug.

"What's wrong?" Bai Fan asked without knowing why.

Jin San hurriedly recounted what happened to Baimeng recently, and said, "Big brother, someone is suppressing us." ”

"Can you find out who did it?"

"There are too many! There are several old forces such as 'Fa Alliance', 'Gongdian', and 'Longquan' all involved. But it seems that 'Caiyun Pavilion' has helped us a few times. ”

"The French League? It's the people of the Law Enforcement Hall who are playing tricks again. "Bai Fan has been in Lingquan Sect for more than half a year, and although he has been in retreat most of the time, he still knows most of these basic things.

"Big brother, what do you say now?" Jin San had no idea at all, so he had to pin all his expectations on Bai Fan, and even said: "It's really not good, just dissolve the Bai League." ”

"Since there are so many forces involved, I'm afraid this matter is not so simple!" Bai Fan thought for a moment, and had already guessed a rough idea, so he said: "Let's go, let's go and see the situation first!"

If you are backward, you will be beaten, Bai Fan has understood this truth as early as on the earth, let alone in this mythical era of the jungle. After being beaten, what he has to do is not to beg for mercy, that will increase the arrogance of the enemy, what he has to do is to resist!

If you can be beaten, you have to beat him back!

Of course, if the weak resist the strong, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and bringing humiliation on oneself, which is not a wise move.

At this moment, Bai Fan's deep belief in wanting to become stronger became more firm. Not for anything else, just to survive in this Jiuyang mythological era, just to one day be able to take your fate into your own hands.

Although the Lingquan Sect is only on an island, the area covered is extremely wide, thousands of miles away. At the foot of Wuyun Mountain, in a small valley, this is the base of the White League, where the headquarters is located.

At this time, everyone in the White League gathered, and there were less than 100 people.

Seeing this, Bai Fan's face suddenly darkened, it was only less than three months, and as many as ninety percent of the people in the alliance had run, which was too miserable.

Although it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, if he does not take action in this situation and give the enemy some color, I am afraid that he will become a bare-bones commander in a few days. It doesn't matter if you don't be the leader of the White League, but isn't this cutting off your own financial route?

Bai Fan is now learning the art of grafting plants and trees, and it takes a lot of time to have a lot of spirit grass, and being disturbed like this will simply cost him half his life, which Bai Fan can't bear.

Everyone deliberated for a while, and finally came up with a solution. Although this plan is not particularly perfect, even the White League has to pay a lot of price here. But now that your own strength is weak, this is the best way that everyone can think of.

This plan has the meaning of hurting the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred, but in any case, this is better than being silent, at least it can show the attitude of the White League: I will not let anyone slaughter me!

It's like a declaration of war: if you want to play me, I'll play with you, but you're also prepared to pay the price!

The plan was drawn up, and everyone began to look for an opportunity to fight this declaration of counterattack and attitude to fight beautifully!