"What did you do?"

Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then his heart sank.

Is there really something going on here?

only......

What do you know?

"Hey guys, I'm afraid there are some misunderstandings here."

As Wu Fan spoke, he took out a plaque. Next to the plaque was a soul jade.

The Soul Jade was already in a broken state.

On the plaque, the name "Li Qingfeng" can be clearly seen.

"My Xuanyi Sect did have an ancestor named Li Qingfeng, but he passed away a thousand years ago."

"The things that are being widely spread outside are actually done intentionally by someone."

Wu Fan said with a serious face.

After the words were spoken, two of the five people nodded slightly.

"Not bad, you know how to play it to the fullest."

One of them spoke, his voice paused slightly, and then rose a few notches:

"It seems that you, Xuanyi Sect, are determined to swallow those things."

Wu Fan's expression changed slightly.

Don’t these people from Yuntian Holy Land understand?

At that moment, his voice became slightly deeper and he said:

"If you don't believe me, I can go get the sect records for you."

"No need."

A powerful person from Yuntian Holy Land waved his hands:

"Your Xuanyi Sect's words are yours. If you want to change them, it will only add to the confusion."

Wu Fan wanted to say something else, but another person spoke up.

"The Xuanyi Sect is really courageous."

The voice was neither hurried nor slow, and the person who spoke tapped the armrest lightly, looking towards Wu Fan;

"Have you ever considered what kind of disaster this will bring to your Xuanyi Sect?"

As the voice fell, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy.

An invisible pressure suddenly fell on Wu Fan.

At this moment, Wu Fan was angry and anxious.

What the fuck is that.

I'm a victim too, okay?

When you do things in Yuntian Holy Land, can you please be reasonable?

If it were some smaller forces, he would have given them the cold shoulder a long time ago.

But this is Yuntian Holy Land...

A moment later.

Wu Fan took a deep breath and said:

"I wonder what exactly are you talking about?"

Hearing this, some of the strong men from the Yuntian Holy Land showed a hint of sneer on their faces.

"Pretending to be ignorant when one knows the truth."

"But since you asked, I'll tell you."

As he spoke, a jade talisman was thrown in front of Wu Fan.

Wu Fan picked it up.

Soon, his expression began to change.

First it was unbelievable, then shock, and finally anger.

The hand holding the jade talisman almost wanted to crush it.

"Who on earth wants to frame my Xuanyi Sect!"

Wu Fan's chest heaved, and his words were filled with intense anger.

The entire wealth of the quasi-saint son Qin Jiuxiao.

The Holy Land's sacred artifact, the Soul-Severing Needle.

The entire inheritance of Saint Tiancang.

......

This shit pot...

Too big!

It was simply not something that his Xuanyi Sect could take on.

Is this to kill Xuanyi Zong?

It's impossible to say that I'm not angry.

The reaction of several people from Yuntian Holy Land to Wu Fan was just to watch coldly.

"Gentlemen, I can swear to heaven that this was not done by anyone from my Xuanyi Sect."

Wu Fan thought of something and spoke out quickly.

As he said this, he was about to swear an oath.

"hehe."

A strong man from Yuntian Holy Land smiled and interrupted:

"None of this matters. We don't care about this."

"Since you think someone has framed you, then you can investigate it yourself."

"We at Yuntian Holy Land only care about the results."

The voice paused and became serious:

"One month at the latest. I don't care what you do in Xuanyi Sect. All the things mentioned in the jade talisman must be delivered to Yuntian Holy Land."

"Otherwise, as the leader of a region, I believe you are well aware of the consequences."

After saying this, the man stood up and was about to walk out.

The rest of the people also stood up.

Wu Fan's body stiffened and his face turned ashen.

How could he not know?

It’s not like his Xuanyi Sect has never done this before.

As long as they are accused of something, those small forces will at best cede resources, at worst be overthrown and razed to the ground.

I didn't expect that such a thing would actually happen to Xuanyi Sect.

What else does he want to say?

When he came to his senses, he found that several people from Yuntian Holy Land had already left.

"Damn it, who is it!"

Wu Fan's roar echoed throughout the entire hall.

Outside the Xuanyi Sect.

On the flying boat.

Some people were in no hurry to leave.

One of them took out a purple-gold needle.

Afterwards, an elder mobilized his strength and chanted a spell.

I saw the purple gold needle trembling slightly.

As a part of the holy weapon, it has a connection with the Soul-Severing Needle Disc.

This kind of induction cannot be blocked even if the Soul-Severing Needle Disc is stored in a ring or in the sea of ​​consciousness.

With the power of the Eastern Region, it is impossible to hide it.

Even the Sword King can't do this.

"It seems that the Soul-Severing Needle Disk is definitely not in the Xuanyi Sect."

After a while, someone spoke.

"normal."

Another person said:

"They must have anticipated our coming and would not have taken back the sect so early."

At this time, another person looked thoughtful:

"However, judging from Wu Fan's reaction, he doesn't seem to know the truth. What he said may not be false."

As soon as the words fell, someone said:

"We don't need to worry about that."

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As he spoke, he urged the flying boat:

"Let's go look somewhere else."

........

The remains of Tian Cang.

Space rift.

"Um?"

In the formation, Lu Changzhi sat up on the recliner.

At this moment, there was a breath of exploration coming from the crack in space.

"System, activate the Zan Dao Sword."

The sound fell, and the sword rang loudly.

The Zan Dao Sword was suspended in mid-air, and the aura from the long sword swept out in all directions.

Suddenly, the breath that had been detected from the space crack left decisively.

"Sure enough, this spatial rift is an unstable factor."

Muttering softly, Lu Changzhi lay down again.

But fortunately, it seems that they are not particularly weak at the moment.

The sword can scare them away.

After lying down for a while, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

"Random ingredients have been refreshed. This time I got: 500 kilograms of lower-grade holy rice."

The sound fell and the ground made a muffled sound.

Lu Zhangzhi raised his eyebrows and shook his head:

"Rice again?"

"But this time the quantity and quality have improved a lot."

Lu Changzhi walked forward, grabbed a handful and took a look.

Each one is crystal clear, full and large, and contains a clear and palpable rich spiritual power.

This kind of spiritual rice can be equivalent to spiritual stone to a certain extent.

The difference is that spiritual rice can be eaten, and the spiritual power in it is purer and gentler, and can be released slowly in the stomach.

"We haven't finished eating the food from last time, and there are another 500 kilograms. Let's distribute them to the sect someday."

Thinking in his mind, Lu Changzhi put away the spiritual rice.

The following day was relatively peaceful.

Until this day, the void ahead finally began to show some waves.

The huge space rift was constantly repaired by the power of space.

Finally, peace returns to this place.

"Now, we don't have to stay here anymore."

He stood up with satisfaction.

When preparing to leave, Lu Changzhi took a look at the marrow-cleansing fruit tree and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Is it time to mature?"