Chapter 2511 You Are Not Qualified Yet

Chapter 2511 You are not qualified yet!

Fiery Blade, ninth-grade magic weapon.

Ye Xinghe said to everyone: "As for this bottle of medicine, it contains an eighth-grade elixir."

"In order to avoid the leakage of the medicine, I will not open it."

Someone said: "Brother, you look unfamiliar, why haven't I seen you before?"

Ye Xinghe said lightly: "I am a new disciple who has just entered the sect."

Hearing what he said, everyone's disbelief became stronger.

"How can a new disciple who has just entered the sect be able to take out such a treasure? Is he lying?"

"That's right, I think he might have some means to create false information so that we can see what is inside!"

"I think so too, don't trust it!"

Everyone was more suspicious.

The man who asked the question before also shouted loudly: "How do we know if this is fake?"

Si Qingchen heard that they doubted Ye Xinghe, and immediately shouted angrily: "If you don't believe me, come and check it yourself!"

The man who questioned laughed: "Even if you let me see it, I can't understand it."

His words immediately caused everyone to laugh.

But the disbelief in everyone's eyes was still very strong.

But some people's eyes lit up, as if they thought of something.

He immediately left the crowd and ran somewhere.

After a while, there was a commotion in the crowd.

The crowd made way.

A thin old man with a rather elegant appearance walked in quickly.

Beside him, there were five or six men in black.

The eyes were cold, the body was murderous, and the breath was strong.

The crowd was forcibly separated, and everyone was naturally dissatisfied.

Someone shouted, "Who is this guy? He's so arrogant!"

"Damn it, he just bumped into me, didn't you see it?"

The person next to him quickly covered his mouth and whispered, "You're going to die, you dare to speak rudely to this person!"

"He is the owner of the Shentong Secret Pavilion, Zhen Feibai!"

When he heard the four words "Shentong Secret Pavilion".

The man who just spoke rudely immediately turned pale, dared not say another word, and quietly shrank into the crowd.

The five or six men in black with cold faces glanced at him and ignored him.

At this time, the elegant old man had come close,

He looked at the ancient bamboo slips floating in the air, the fragments of the Yuling.

There was an indescribable excitement on his face, his fingers trembled, and his lips trembled.

He said in a trembling voice: "My friend, can I, can I take a look at this thing?"

Ye Xinghe nodded.

He was not afraid that someone would snatch it.

If anyone dares to snatch it, just break his claws!

Ye Xinghe waved his hand, and the ancient bamboo slips fell into the hands of the elegant old man.

The elegant old man quickly flipped through the bamboo slips.

There were ten in total.

When he turned the first one, his face became even more excited.

When he turned the second one, his whole body trembled, and his mood surged to the extreme.

He could hardly hold the ancient bamboo slips.

And when he couldn't wait to read on.

But he found that he couldn't turn it no matter what.

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and waved his hand.

He said calmly: "Old senior, if you have read all the things, I will suffer a loss."

The elegant old man woke up as if from a dream, and quickly apologized, saying: "I am sorry, my friend, I was so excited when I saw this fragment of Yuling, I can't control myself, I hope you can forgive me!"

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "Old senior, you are polite, it's okay."

The elegant old man smiled and said: "I am the owner of this Shentong Secret Pavilion, Zhen Feibai."

"Oh, Shentong Secret Pavilion?"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows.

Just now, he took a walk in the square and naturally saw the sign of Shentong Secret Pavilion.

He also heard people around him talking about it.

This Shentong Secret Pavilion is one of the top stores in Qingyang Holy Land.

It sells all kinds of Shentong secrets, and there are quite a few high-level ones.

Not to mention the disciples of Qingyang Holy Land.

Even some elders of Qingyang Holy Land would come to him to buy Shentong.

Unexpectedly, this person has a background.

Zhen Feibai had calmed down by now.

He smiled and said, "My friend, I wonder if you will sell this fragment of Yuling?"

He then added, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price!"

Ye Xinghe thought to himself, "He knows what he is talking about!"

It turned out that the most precious of these three things was this fragment of Yuling.

These three things were basically all captured by him in the past.

But he couldn't use them.

Take the fragment of Yuling for example.

Ye Xinghe knew it was very precious, and it was only a fragment, but it had the level of a ninth-grade magical power.

If the complete version was found, it might reach a super-grade magical power.

But so what?

Even if it was a super-grade magical power, it was far inferior to the Great Dragon Elephant Sakyamuni Gong.

Ye Xinghe already had the Great Dragon Elephant Sakyamuni Gong, so he naturally didn't need these things.

But now this thing is still useful for Ye Xinghe.

He smiled and said, "Sorry, old senior, at least I can't sell it now."

Zhen Feibai's eyes moved, and he roughly understood what he meant.

Without saying anything more, he stepped aside.

He said loudly to everyone, "I can assure you that this fragment of the Yuling has at least reached the ninth-grade magical power!"

"If there are other fragments that can be combined, then I'm afraid it won't even be a ninth-grade magical power!"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately shocked.

Then, their faces showed greedy and excited expressions.

With Zhen Feibai's guarantee, everyone naturally believed it.

After all, Zhen Feibai opened this magical power secret pavilion.

It has been open for hundreds of years in Qingyang Holy Land.

There are countless high-level magical powers sold there.

Among them, there are also many eighth-grade and ninth-grade magical powers.

He said it was a ninth-grade magical power, so it must be a ninth-grade magical power.

In Qingyang Holy Land, there are not many people who are more authoritative than him!

If he says it's worth it, then it's worth it!

Everyone's eyes were burning.

Naturally, there was no need to doubt the other two things.

How could someone who could take out the fragments of the Yuling chapter be fake?

The man who had questioned Ye Xinghe twice before was now full of excitement.

He jumped onto the platform and said, "Let me compete with you!"

Ye Xinghe looked him up and down, and then smiled faintly, "You are not qualified yet."

Just now, this person's repeated questioning was even more provocative and looking for trouble.

Ye Xinghe naturally wouldn't give him a good face.

As soon as Ye Xinghe said this, the burly giant's face immediately darkened.

He said coldly, "You are just a newcomer, and you say I am not qualified. Who do you think you are!"

He was instantly furious, and while roaring, he punched Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe shook his head and stood there, not moving at all.

Just flicked his fingers lightly.

Instantly, the tyrannical Xuanhuang divine power attacked fiercely.

It directly smashed the burly giant's attack to pieces, and then wrapped his whole body.