Bang!

With the completion of the three-five, the bet was officially taken effect. When riding on the high horse, Zhou Chuan also showed an arrogant smile on his face and said, "Ye Tian, ​​our bet starts from now on. Remember, you only have one day. If you can't get the body tempering pill within a day, then our Ye Datiancai can only kneel on the ground and learn to bark at the dog."

“Wow hahaha!”

The group of followers around them laughed out loud on purpose.

Bai Meng'er looked at Ye Tian with even more pity and said coldly, "Ye Tian, ​​is this your way of proving yourself? Make a bet you know you will lose, and then kneel on the ground like a dog? Do you think that humiliating me like this is actually just humiliating yourself."

Ye Tian smiled coldly, "Bai Meng'er, I really didn't see it before. In addition to being snobbish, you are also a self-righteous myopia. Please both of you, polish your dog's eyes and see clearly. What is that?"

Ye Tian pointed to a wall of Danwu Pavilion, which was the place where Danwu Pavilion issued a special notice. After all, although Danwu Pavilion is strong, its manpower is limited. Sometimes when there is not enough manpower, Danwu Pavilion will also issue some tasks and temporarily gather some people.

At the same time, Ye Tian had long noticed that the Qing-clothed steward in front of him was not coming out to greet him specifically. He had posted the notice and happened to be standing at the door when Ye Tian was standing at the door, so he came to greet him.

At this time, there was a more enthusiastic person who followed Ye Tian’s finger and read out the content of the notice, saying: "From now on, Danwu Pavilion will recruit 100 boys to collect medicine! It is required that the three levels of body refining are above the third level, be brave and meticulous, endure hardships, and be able to face ferocious beasts without fear. At the same time, those with grass-like martial souls will not only be given priority admission, but also receive a top-grade body-tempering pill paid in advance by Danwu Pavilion!

"Oh my God, when will the boy who collects herbs in Danwu Pavilion be treated so well?"

boom!

When the news spread, the nearby warriors instantly gathered on the notice. Bai Meng'er's face changed suddenly, and Zhou Chuan's eyes even stared out, "My surname is Ye, how dare you fool me? What you ask for is a grass-like martial soul. Do you have a martial soul?"

boom!

Too lazy to explain to Zhou Chuan, the playboy who was confused, Ye Tian directly erupted his sapling martial soul, "Zhou Chuan, you are not convinced when you say you have two dog eyes. Such a big notice was posted in front of you, but you didn't notice it. You still want to bet with me?"

"Bai Meng'er, you're thinking too much. I'm not beating Zhou Chuan for a moment. I want to prove something. I just want to tell you that your vision of people is really bad!"

After saying that, he was too lazy to look at this woman again. Ye Tian had already walked to the Qingyi Manage Officer. Bai Meng'er's face instantly appeared with embarrassment. Zhou Chuan was even more anxious and shouted, "This is my bet with Ye Tian. I would like to ask Danwu Pavilion to give my Zhou family a face. Never interfere. Of course, can I, Zhou Chuan, double the losses caused?"

"This..." The Qingyi Man was a little embarrassed, and suddenly regretted it. When he shouldn't have come out to post the notice, he took the initiative to talk to Ye Tian. This is really curiosity that hurts people.

Ye Tian smiled slightly and said, "This manager, I know that doing this will make Danwu Pavilion difficult, but I have heard of the reputation of Danwu Pavilion for a long time. It is the most important thing in the entire Beihan Kingdom. Not only is it not afraid of power, but it is also a perfect person. Now I have the spirit of grass and trees, and my realm is completely in line with the requirements of Danwu Pavilion. Danwu Pavilion should not refuse me to accept this herb collection task."

"Ye Tian, ​​let it go! Keep in mind, as long as you reject him, how much money do you want, Zhou Chuan will give you!"

Zhou Chuan was completely anxious and wondered even more. Why didn’t he find Ye Tian’s mouth so good before? He can even say that he can survive if he dies. If Ye Tian really gets the Body Tempering Pill, he would not be able to lose his face.

So in desperation, Zhou Chuan actually used the stupidest method, which was to use money to spend it, hoping that the Qingyi steward could change his attitude.

But if you use money, you can make the reputation of Danwu Pavilion. What else do you have to do with these managers?

The face of the Qingyi governor instantly became extremely ugly. He looked at Zhou Chuan coldly and said, "Mr. Zhou, please pay attention to your words... As for Mr. Ye, you have the spirit of grass and trees, so you can naturally join this herb collection action, but it was agreed in advance that this herb collection is in a fierce place in the Black Wind Mountains. The warriors entering may be in danger of their lives at any time. Are you sure that you still have the task of this herb collection now?"

"What, Black Wind Mountains, a very dangerous place? No wonder, the reward for this herb collection task will be so high!"

As soon as this was said, many heart-warming warriors decided to give up, because there were countless ferocious beasts in the Black Wind Mountains. Not to mention the Body Refining Realm, even if they entered the Spirit Gathering Realm, they could die for a lifetime.

What's more, the location of the medicinal materials this time was a clear and extremely dangerous place. The words of the Qingyi Manager also clearly meant that Ye Tian would retreat in a difficult situation.

But unexpectedly, Ye Tian just smiled slightly, "My father said that when a warrior practices, he should be indifferent to life and death, and fight against the will of heaven! Besides, with the family tradition of Master Zhou, three-foot Qingfeng, I have nothing to be afraid of."

The Qingyi Man could not help but smile bitterly, "It's better to be young, dare to fight and fight. OK, since you are not afraid of death, then go with me to go through the procedures."

"Thank you, the manager. But before that, Master Zhou, you should leave the Qingfeng sword on you." Ye Tian nodded, first thanked the manager Qingyi, and then walked directly to Zhou Chuan. Zhou Chuan's face looked as ugly as eating a fly.

Three-foot Qingfeng is a treasure that the Zhou family accidentally obtained hundreds of years ago. Although it has been damaged and lost its power, the Zhou family still boasts about it as a family heirloom, and has passed it on from generation to generation. Until now, it has lost to Ye Tian.

Zhou Chuan's anxious face was slightly distorted.

But in front of everyone, after the gods swore, he didn't dare to repent. In the end, Zhou Chuan almost trembled his hands and handed the Qingfeng sword to Ye Tian, ​​"Ye Tian is ruthless, you can offer a price! At worst, I can buy it back."

After saying that, Zhou Chuan had closed his eyes in pain and was about to accept Ye Tian's blackmail. Ye Tian was instantly moved. The Zhou family's wealthy family would definitely gain a lot if they could blackmail. Ye Tian immediately wanted to nod, but suddenly, an impatient emotional fluctuation came from his heart.

It was actually the sapling martial soul behind him, and he became "interested" in the Qingfeng Sword.

Ye Tian was slightly stunned, and instantly changed his mind and said coldly: "Zhou Chuan, didn't you say you wanted to break my leg? Now, you have lost the heirloom. Go back and see your father not breaking your leg! As for this sword, I'll use it for a few days for a while. When will I get tired of playing, please buy it again."

After saying that, Ye Tian turned around and followed the Qingyi Man and left, leaving the impression that Ye Tian did not want to embezzle the Zhou family heirloom, but a teenager's struggle for intention. He deliberately wanted Zhou Chuan, who had lost the Qingfeng Sword, to be beaten by his father when he went back.

After discovering this, Zhou Chuan naturally had a gray face and was worried.

Bai Meng'er smiled disdainfully and shook her head coldly, "Innocence, what is more important, a scrapped Qingfeng sword or a fourth-grade martial soul genius, will Mr. Zhou have no idea? Besides, he is a half-baked man with a first-grade martial soul, holding the Qingfeng sword and swaying everywhere. If he is snatched away, it will see how he can afford it."
Chapter completed!