Chapter five hundred and seventy-two, the road is a vow to prove innocence, bones on a cliff...
"It's absolutely true! If I, Wu Feng, say even half a lie, I will never be able to break through the hole for the rest of my life!" Wu Feng said loudly in the hall.
See that he swears by his own path.
And he certainly doesn't look fake.
Qi Fan already believed what he said.
He couldn't help but frowned. Could it be that Xiaoyu went out of the mountain during that time?
At this time, Hall Master Yan hesitated and said, "Will you encounter any danger on the road?"
"So..."
But Qi Fan hasn't spoken yet.
But Wu Feng took over the words first and said: "Impossible, the distance is not far."
"If there is a monster attacking, I will definitely be able to detect it."
"And the possibility of an accident is low. I also searched carefully along the way."
"I didn't see his body...", mid-sentence, he saw a flash of murderous intent in Qi Fan's eyes.
He immediately changed his words: "I didn't see any trace of him."
After hearing these words, Qi Fan and Hall Master Yan frowned even more intensely.
Doubts arose in my mind, what on earth happened?
But after thinking for a long time, this is not the case, and that is not the case either. I have no clue at all.
Qi Fan took a deep breath and suppressed the many turmoils in his heart.
He gave Hall Master Yan a deep slap in the face and said, "You are disturbing me so much, I hope Hall Master will not blame you."
Then he looked at Wu Feng again, "I lost my temper, please don't take it to heart."
"It's okay. Human lives are at stake. We need to figure it out after all." Hall Master Yan waved his hand casually.
Then he glanced at Wu Feng intentionally or unintentionally and said: "Wu Feng also knows this."
The words were full of reminders, telling him that you can't afford to offend Qi Fan!
No matter how great the humiliation is, you have to put it down!
Wu Feng understood the meaning instantly.
He immediately responded: "It's also my fault that I'm weak and didn't protect Fellow Daoist Su."
"Otherwise nothing like that day would have happened."
"Please punish me, the master of the hall, and punish me, please punish me, the master of the mountain."
Hall Master Yan saw a look of satisfaction in his eyes when he saw this gesture.
Qi Fan also took a deep look at him, he was such a fine person.
No wonder Hall Master Yan spoke for him.
Then he thought about it and said, "There is no need for punishment."
"But I need your help with something."
"It is Wu Feng's honor to be able to help the mountain owner, and I will do my best." Wu Feng said solemnly.
Qi Fan shook his head slightly, "It's not a big deal."
"Just take me to the place where I was attacked and the route I took after that."
After saying that, I saw Wu Feng's face looking a little unnatural.
He explained again, "I didn't mean anything, I just wanted to see if I could find any clues."
Wu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Qi Fan didn't believe him now.
After taking a look at Hall Master Yan, he bowed his head and said, "You can go at any time."
"Then let's do it now." Qi Fan said casually.
Then he said to Hall Master Yan beside him: "Sorry for disturbing you, I'll take Junior Brother Wu over."
"Okay, if you need anything, just come to me." Hall Master Yan said and sent the two of them out.
Looking at Qi Fan disappearing into the sky.
I felt a little sad in my heart. I heard that he was seriously injured and it was difficult to treat him with medicine or stone.
Now it seems that it is completely false.
Even if the injury is real, I think it is just a minor injury.
The rumors are not credible.
It's just that as the years passed, he became more and more terrifying.
Even I, the leader of Foreign Affairs Peak, felt a hint of threat.
...
And the other side.
However, Qi Fan and his two men escaped from Wanfa Mountain Gate at this time.
Under Wu Feng's guidance, we headed south.
Crossed many mountains.
After walking more than half the distance, we appeared above a dense forest.
Wu Feng then opened his mouth and said: "Mountain Master, this is where you are."
"It was here that I was attacked and separated from Su Ping'an and his son."
Qi Fan nodded, and in an instant, his consciousness fully opened and enveloped the surrounding area for thousands of miles.
Apart from finding a few useless little monsters, there were no clues at all.
And those little demons who were only in the foundation building stage were directly killed by Qi Fan with his spiritual consciousness!
Until death, I don’t know how I died!
Wu Feng looked at the look on Qi Fan's face and was not surprised, after so many years.
Even if there were traces, it would be impossible to find them.
Then he stretched out his finger at the right time and said: "I followed this direction and searched all the way to Qixing Peak."
Qi Fan nodded slightly and walked forward without saying a word.
Upon seeing this, Wu Feng thought for a moment and followed behind him.
In just a few breaths, Qi Fan arrived at the cliff between the Wanfa Mountain Range and the Seven Star Peak.
For a moment, my heart was shocked and I thought of some possibility.
Wu Feng, who had just followed behind him, heard a sentence before he could stop, "Go back."
I couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Immediately, I felt relieved, it would be fine without him.
He immediately turned around and left.
At this time, Qi Fan looked at the poison barrier in the cliff with deep solemnity.
Although the spiritual power ban set by himself and the ban imposed by the sect still exist.
But the poison barrier has indeed been reduced.
More importantly, both his own spiritual power and the sect's restrictions only exist to suppress the poison barrier.
But it does not isolate the ability to come in and out.
If Su Pingan and his son really came here, the possibility of falling would not be impossible.
While Qi Fan was thinking, he suddenly saw a trace on the left half of the cliff.
His eyes narrowed involuntarily, and his spiritual power moved slightly, revealing an extremely obvious footprint!
If you are not a monk, it is impossible to see it.
His expression suddenly changed, and he imagined the scene of Su Ping'an falling off the cliff from the footprints.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath, I wanted to see someone alive, but I wanted to see a corpse.
As long as you don't stay there for too long, you should be able to bear it with your own cultivation.
Just thinking about it, I jumped down.
The spiritual energy around him surged out to protect himself and block the poisonous gas surrounding him.
In just a few breaths, it has reached the bottom.
Looking at the slight remains of bone powder and residue on the ground.
Qi Fan's heart twitched.
Although even the skeleton no longer exists.
But I can still feel Su Pingan's aura from these few remnants.
It's very faint, but it's definitely him!
As for his son Su Jianyu, he was a three-year-old boy who was born without intelligence and was not likely to have the slightest chance of survival.
A feeling of self-blame suddenly arose in my heart.
If I hadn't allowed him to go to the upper realm, I'm afraid their whole family would be enjoying the happiness of a family relationship, right?
If I hadn't gone to the Dragon Realm, I'm afraid I would still be enjoying myself now, right?
Standing at the bottom of the cliff, Qi Fan couldn't let go for a long time.
That is to say, Qi Fan has clearly understood his true self, and the seven emotions and six desires arise from his heart and end from his heart.
It won't have any impact on your mood.
Otherwise, I'm afraid there are signs of being possessed.
After a long time, I felt a trace of sinister energy passing through the spiritual shield.
Then he sighed and rose into the air.
He didn't even notice that the sinister energy was attached to his body.
But it didn't have any effect.
I just thought it was because there was too little poison gas and it was purified by myself.
And what he didn't know was.
In the sea of Rakshasa in Maozhou, an extremely handsome young man killed another young man with a knife.
There was no hesitation between the movements, and his eyes were cold.
It's like I've done it so many times that I'm used to it.
But it can be vaguely seen that he is slightly different from the others.
But I can't say what's different about it.
Or you can say it reluctantly, as if you are not from the same world.