Chapter 1810: promise

Hearing what Elder Murong said, several people in the room were stunned.
Good point, how could Elder Murong make such a request?
It took a long time for Bai Ye to recover.
His brows were darkly furrowed, he hesitated, and then lowered his voice: "Elder, I don't know how to heal, what can you tell me to do? I'm afraid it would be a waste of help!"
"No... in terms of medical skills, just leave it to Yunyan, but besides medical skills, there are many things to do. For example, when curing those genius evildoers, a lot of soul power is needed to urge support, or to configure some When making decoctions, you must be assisted by the strong. You can do all these things. My Bingxintang disciples are all practitioners who practice medicine and alchemy. In fact, soul art is not considered strong. If the old body is fine, these old bodies can do it, but Now that the old body looks like this, how can you go to the battle of the sects? Right now, I can only rely on you, Bai Ye, please don't refuse..." Murong Bing said weakly.
Although the voice is still weak, there is still a bit of sincere taste in the words.
It’s just that Bai Ye still shook his head again and again: "Bing Xintang is very important in this group battle. This is not a trivial matter. I think Elder Murong should tell the sect about this. Please arrange it. The strongest in the sect Endless, Bingxintang needs to be equipped with a strong person, and it is not my turn to white night."
He didn't want to mix Bing Xintang's muddy water.
However, Murong Bingxin let out a hoarse groan, whirled and said helplessly: "The master's words, my god's temple is indeed not lacking, after all, who can enter the god's temple, which one is not a shocking existence? But... now Can anyone help me Bing Xin Tang?"
"What does the elder's remark mean? Are the people of the same clan still unwilling to take action?" Bai Ye was confused.
"Bai Ye, don't you understand?" Without waiting for Murong Bingxin to speak, Bing Yunyan sighed slightly, and said aloud: "Bing Xintang played an extraordinary role in this battle of the sects, and it has a significant impact. But if the battle of the sects fails, Zong Who is going to blame the door? Those genius seeds are the key cultivation objects of the sect. It’s too late to cherish the sect, so Bing Xintang is the only one who bears the brunt. Now Master has become like this. In many people’s eyes, Bing Xin Tang is afraid that he can’t maintain the logistical support for the battle between the sects, so is there any strong person willing to help me Bingxintang? If something goes wrong, the sect will be blamed, and if they are involved, then they have to pay for it?"
Hearing these words, Bai Ye was immediately stunned.
The feeling is not that Bing Xintang cannot call the strong to help, but that the strong are afraid to take responsibility, and no one is willing to come forward.
It's no good to help Bing Xintang. On the contrary, they may get a commotion. Who wants to do such a thankless thing?
"If that's the case, wouldn't it be a disadvantage if Bai Ye went?" Bai Ye frowned and asked.
"Bai Ye is different from you. You are just a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall. You don’t understand medical skills and your status in the door is not high. If something really goes wrong with my Bing Xintang, the sect will never blame you. If it is true Zongmen wants to blame you, and I will take responsibility for you! You don't have to worry about it at all." Bing Yunyan said.
"That's right, my Bingxintang will do my best to protect you!" Murong Bingxin also said.
In Murong Bingxin's view, Bai Ye's ability to pick the Flying Saint Divine Flower was enough to prove its strength.
With such ability, it would not be difficult to help Bing Xintang survive this group battle.
He is indeed the most suitable candidate.
Bai Ye didn't say a word.
The people in the room all looked at the white night, each with anticipation, waiting for his reply.
I don't know how long it has been.
"Finally, since the elders said so, then Bai Ye should be respectful instead of fate!"
Bai Ye sighed and responded directly.
The battle between the sects, the gathering of heroes, how powerful and powerful are on the stage, if this grand event is missed, Bai Ye will feel distressed.
What's more, his primary purpose in coming to the Temple of the Supreme God is to find the pinnacle technique that controls life and death. Now he has no clue, but he can take a look at the battle of the sects to see if there are those peerless powers. Such means.
"Okay, okay!" Murong Bingxin breathed a sigh of relief, and his cloudy old eyes flashed a touch of joy, and said weakly: "In this case, then I... let Yunyan arrange it! There should be plenty of time now, and when everything is ready, we Let me know again."
"Okay, I'm going back and waiting for news!"
Bai Ye said lightly, and then turned and walked outside the house.
"White night, I will send you!"
Bing Yunyan hurriedly said.
"No, you take good care of the elders!"
Bai Ye refused, and walked straight out of the house.
Bing Yunyan stood at the door, silently watching Bai Ye leave, with bursts of light in his eyes.
Leaving Bingxin Hall, Bai Ye went directly back to Soul Martial Hall, behind closed doors to comprehend those stunts learned in the forbidden area.
Of course, he will not forget to go to the forbidden area every day to learn and practice.
What makes Bai Ye quite curious is that the person of unknown origin will sit on the tombstone for a while every day.
Although he couldn't comprehend what the tricks left behind by Invincible Prison were, he still refused to give up.
"What kind of shocking move is it that can make such a powerful existence linger, thinking hard every day?"
Bai Ye whispered in his heart, especially curious.
Time just passed a little bit.
The white night is spent every day in the forbidden area, the soul martial hall, and the soul martial field.
Not to comprehend stunts or tombstones, but to absorb ancient divine power.
Because of the excessive absorption of ancient divine power, Bai Ye's soul realm has also been promoted, jumping into the real king realm.
Although in a place like the Heavenly Palace of the Supreme God, a true king state is still not on the stage, but the promotion of the soul state is still a great improvement for Bai Ye.
I don’t know how many days.
Woo...
A melodious horn sounded from a distance.
Sitting in the soul martial arts field, Bai Ye slowly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.
This voice... is from outside the sect.
It seems that the representatives of those big clans have already arrived.
Bai Ye took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the Soul Martial Hall.
Entering the gate, he did not stop, and went straight to the top.
After reaching the top of the Soul Martial Hall, an extremely strong smell of alcohol permeated.
Afterwards, the wine jars all over the floor and a figure who was sleeping asleep were reflected in Bai Ye's eyes.
Bai Ye stood at the top of the stairs, took out a wine bottle from the storage ring, opened the bottle cap, and placed it on the ground.
The aroma of wine volatilized immediately.
The man who fell on the ground immediately twitched and stood up swayingly.
Bai Ye straightened up and walked over to that person, his soul became extremely violent...