Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

"He said, and you believed it?"

Bu Fan frowned tightly, it sounded like this matter was not reliable at all.

Then he was hit on the head by his own father, and then Bu Di let out a long sigh.

"Do you think I haven't questioned your father? But..."

There are more people with the surname Bu than just him who have doubts.

It would be strange if no one questioned this statement.

What do you think they are doing when they gather together so often during this time in Yuxiao Sect?

We can't just get together and eat melon seeds, right?

It was only after the doubts in everyone's hearts gradually faded away that they confirmed that what Immortal Qing Ling said was true.

In fact, everyone can more or less feel that the spiritual energy of this world is slowly drying up.

Especially those leaders.

You know, most of the immortal gates they established are in places with abundant spiritual energy.

Therefore, when these spiritual energies change, these leaders are the first to notice it.

It’s just that no one had thought about it in this direction before, but later, after the deduction of Immortal Master Qingling, everyone had to believe it.

As for the need to sacrifice monks alive, it is impossible to say that they did not seek other solutions.

But right now, there is only one way.

For the future of the monks and for their descendants, they are willing to die!

Every word Bu's father said hit Bu Fan's heart.

Bu Fan doesn't care about descendants or future monks. He only knows one thing.

"Dad! I won't let you go!"

Bu Dad looked at his son with a faint smile on his face, neither shaking his head nor nodding.

He just turned his head and continued to look at the two people fighting over there.

Bu Fan, who didn't get an answer, felt a little depressed and his eyes fell on the Immortal Qing Ling over there.

He clenched his fists tightly, blaming that damn Immortal Qingling.

Besides, no one is sure whether it is true or not.

Thinking about it, Bu Fan simply supported Mo Ci loudly while everyone was whispering.

"Fang Honglu! Beat him up, beat him up hard!"

His voice startled many people and made them look over.

It was too late for Bu Die to cover his mouth.

Yin Sang also looked at Bu Fan with some surprise. Didn’t they agree to make a fortune quietly?

Why did you openly support it?

However, since his brothers have shown such open support, he naturally cannot fall behind.

Just when everyone was surprised at Bu Fan's courage and wondering what kind of conflict there was between Bu Fan and Immortal Qing Ling.

Yin Sang's voice sounded even louder.

"Fang Honglu! I support you, fight! Good! That's it! Watch out behind you..."

When he came, the people who were still watching saw that there were two people standing out.

For a moment, he mixed in with the crowd and shouted loudly.

Because of everyone's conspiracy theories, many people support Mo Ci.

As for Immortal Master Qingling, he naturally has supporters as well.

But most of those who support him are relatively stable people.

Unlike those who support Mo Ci, most of them are young people who are at the impulsive stage.

Therefore, those who support Mo Ci appear to be more vocal.

When Mo Ci heard the voices of Bu Fan and Yin Sang, he also took the time to look at them.

Although he didn't know what was going on between the two of them, he could see the worry on Bu Fan's face at a glance.

It seems that Immortal Master Qingling has offended Bu Fan in some way.

Thinking of this, Mo Ci struck harder, cutting the arm of Qing Ling Xianzun, which earned him cheers from Yin Sang.

Immortal Master Qing Ling never thought that he would be beaten one day, especially Fang Honglu, whom he did not take seriously. The anger in his eyes became even stronger.

For a moment, both of them became angry.

"Mo Qi!"

When the fight was at its most intense, Mo Ci suddenly shouted Mo Qi.

Mo Qi swung his tail, jumped into the air, and stepped towards the Immortal Master Qing Ling with all four hooves.

Because of Mo Ci's tight pressure, Immortal Qingling had no chance to dodge at all.

Let Mo Qi step heavily on him, and then the man and the Qilin fell to the bottom of the cliff where the gods fell.

Mo Ci stood where he was and looked back at Bu Fan and Yin Sang.

"wait for me!"

After saying two words, he also jumped down.

He also did not forget to cast a magic circle on the top of the cliff to prevent anyone from jumping down to their death.

Mo Qi's kick caused Immortal Qing Ling to be seriously injured.

Even so, Immortal Master Qing Ling still had some strength left and tried to go up, but soon Mo Ci came from above.

Go straight towards him and take him down with you.

"Fang Honglu! Are you crazy?!"

In the air, the two were still fighting. Mo Ci dragged Immortal Qing Ling and did not give him a chance to go up.

Immortal Qingling spat out another mouthful of blood and shouted angrily.

Mo Ci held him tightly, "I am taking you to see your good master, aren't I? You should thank me."

Immortal Qingling: "I you..."

The further down they went, the heavier the pressure became, and Immortal Qingling could no longer muster the strength to break free from Mo Ci.

He just glared at Mo Ci hatefully and said this.

"madman!"

At the same time, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment as they watched the two people falling off the cliff without a clear winner.

Then they all ran towards the cliff at the same time.

Bu Fan and Yin Sang moved the fastest, but they could only see Mo Ci's bean-sized figure disappear before their eyes.

The two of them slowly turned their heads, looked at each other, and thought of what Mo Ci said before he jumped down.

The two felt that Mo Ci was not the kind of person who would talk empty words, so they could only put their worries back in their stomachs for the time being.

Bu Fan grabbed Bu Die who was running over.

"Dad! We don't even know whether Immortal Qing Ling is dead or alive. The matter you discussed will have to be postponed."

Well...

Everyone waited on the cliff for a long time, but no one came up from below.

In the end, it was the people from the Yuxiao Sect who organized them to leave, as for the things they had discussed.

It is indeed as Bu Fan said, we will talk about it later.

After returning to the residence, Bu Di asked, "What is your relationship with Fang Honglu?"

Bu Fan knew that his father couldn't hold it in any longer, so he immediately shook his fan and his head.

"Hey, Dad, do you still remember what your son told you about Mo Ci?"

"Naturally remember."

"Mo Ci is Fang Honglu!"

"What--!"

At the same time, someone in the Yuxiao Sect who knew about this somehow spread the news.

Now everyone knows why Bu Fan and Yin Sang supported Mo Ci so much just now.

It turns out that there is another reason, thinking about Mo Ci's performance at the Hundred Cultivators Conference.

For a moment, everyone could not stop praising Mo Ci.

Of course, there are many different opinions about what happened between Mo Ci and Immortal Qingling.

As for the previous rumors, they were also overturned.

This made Qing Ling Immortal Venerable's disciples extremely angry.

Shen Huaitian, who was locked up, stayed in the attic in a depressed mood.

He didn't know why his master locked him up, so he just sulked to himself.

"Junior brother, I'm afraid you'll have to go this time."

Outside the attic, the voice of senior brother Dai Wen was heard.

Shen Huaitian stuck his head out with some confusion, and saw that several of his senior brothers and sisters were there.

Looks a little anxious?

"What's wrong? What happened? Where's Master? Can I go out now?"