The man on the mountain?"

"What do you mean?"

As soon as the words of Wu Qingfeng's remaining little disciple came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

Is there another hidden secret on the Tibetan mountain?

How does it sound like it's because of one person, I'd rather give up all the disciples of the Fengyun Sect.

Is this possible?

Fengyun Sect has many disciples, and the inner and outer sects add up to more than 10,000 people.

Is it really possible?

"Master, is it worth it?"

The little disciple ignored Wu Qingfeng's terrifying gaze, his expression distorted, and he roared in extreme pain.

The disciples of the Fengyun Sect who saw his expression couldn't help but feel worried.

Some female disciples have even been overflowing with maternal love and stepped forward to be relieved.

Call!

Wu Qingfeng let out a sigh of relief.

He poured too much effort into this last little disciple.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it.

This disciple whom he spent twelve years of painstaking cultivation may be a spy.

It's a lot of work.

Wu Qingfeng remembered that this little disciple met on that icy night when he returned twelve years ago.

A little beggar huddled in the gatehouse of Cloud City, his clothes in tatters and shivering.

And Wu Qingfeng at that time was the same.

The clothes were tattered, the body was torn, and it was extremely miserable.

They went to so many people, and he was the only one who came back.

When I saw the trembling little beggar again, I couldn't help but think of the senior brother who died in battle.

I shuddered to think of them in the dark.

Because of this, Wu Qingfeng brought the little beggar back to the sect and accepted him as an apprentice.

That is, there is only one disciple now.

But today, it seems that his little disciple is not simple.

He had never told anyone else about Song Ge.

However, his little disciple seemed to know.

Moreover, I know a lot.

How do you know?

Wu Qingfeng doesn't know now.

But soon it will be known.

"Master, do you really insist on this?"

Wu Qingfeng's little apprentice has already erected a righteous and awe-inspiring image in the minds of all disciples.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Isn't there a real demon on the mountain?"

"With the whole sect's disciples to achieve one person, what's going on?"

This gathering at the foot of the mountain was originally to fight against the true demon and live and die together with the sect.

Now, the trend is getting more and more deviated, and it is more and more unfavorable to Fengyun Sect.

If Song Ge is here, he will definitely be able to see through the signs for the first time.

Public opinion.

This is a clear manipulation of public opinion.

If one is not handled well, it will be difficult for the Fengyun Sect to be united in the future.

I have to say that step by step, manipulate 10,000 people, defeat Fengyun Sect with public opinion, and make Fengyun Sect deviate from morality.

The people behind the manipulation are very smart and have a lot of means.

At this point, if you want to break the situation, the only way to do this is to let the disciples go up the mountain.

Insist on not being allowed to go up the mountain?

That would exacerbate the conflict.

In the future, someone may even have to make a secret move.

At that time, this place will evolve into a battlefield, a battlefield of cannibalism and distress.

"From now on, you are no longer my disciple!"

Wu Qingfeng opened his mouth coldly and expelled this little disciple whose name was given by him from the sect.

"Wind Hall Master, he will be handed over to you, I want to know who is behind him!"

After Wu Qingfeng finished speaking, he no longer looked at the disciple.

"I'm not your disciple anymore, so I don't need to keep it secret, I don't have to think about it for you, in fact, on the top of the Tibetan Mountain, there is a person, she is also a disciple of our Fengyun Sect, and she is still a new disciple of the sect."

"Shut up!"

Wu Qingfeng scolded angrily, his eyes burst into a dazzling light, looked at the Wind Hall Lord who had not moved the ground, and said, "Wind Hall Master, you also want to go up the mountain to have a look?"

"Blue Blade"

The Wind Hall Lord's face was worried, and he continued: "If you do this, the Fengyun Sect will exist in name only, be cautious!"

"Fengyun Sect has already existed in name only two months ago when this new disciple came in, and this new disciple is stealing the luck of Fengyun Sect and stealing the luck of all of us on the Tibetan Mountain at this moment!"

Luck?

After hearing the little disciple's words, all the disciples immediately fell silent.

At first glance, luck sounds like nothing.

For ordinary people, it is indeed ethereal.

But the disciples are not ordinary people.

Although I can't touch my luck, I also have a special feeling in the dark, and I can spy on my own luck.

If they lose their luck, they may drink cold water and stuff their teeth, and they will fall on the ground when they walk on the ground.

This is luck.

If you are too big, you may fly into trouble and die on the way.

Luck says it doesn't matter, it's because you can't feel it.

Once you step into the practice, luck is the foundation of a person's life.

If it is really the luck of all the people in a sect, together with the luck that the sect has accumulated for many years, then this person is completely the chosen one.

Turning danger into disaster and turning disaster into auspiciousness.

"Can luck be transferred?"

"Isn't it alarmist!"

“”

There is a saying of luck in the world, but from ancient times to the present, it has never been rumored that you can earn the luck of others.

The disciples were naturally skeptical.

Once you are suspicious and think too much, you can't help but think that you may be taken advantage of by someone with a heart.

This newcomer is naturally Wu Qingfeng's little disciple.

Wu Qingfeng has been in charge of the sect for many years.

Everyone sees what they do.

Not to mention leading the sect to a big step, but it is also remarkable.

led the sect to move forward steadily.

insisted on blocking everyone, and even did not hesitate to kill people.

Isn't there a reason for him?

"Whether it's true or not, everyone will know when they go up the mountain and see it!"

Wu Qingfeng's little disciple spoke again, and he continued: "The new disciple I'm talking about is none other than the granddaughter of our Ying Sect Master, who can still be alive and kicking after walking through the Bone Erosion Mountain, Danxia Mountain shines, and all the ancient ancestors are crushed, and she has only been in contact with cultivation for less than a month, do you believe that there is no cat in it?"

"You're talking about Song Ge, I've seen it, it's a very amazing woman, a genius in the sky"

At this moment, a female voice sounded in the crowd.

Hearing this female voice, Wu Qingfeng frowned, it was too familiar.

It shouldn't be Song Ge, otherwise how could he be so boastful.

He looked in that direction, but there was a crowd of people, how could he see it.

"Yes, I'm talking about Song Ge?"

Wu Qingfeng's little disciple suddenly looked at the direction of the voice in confusion.

Is this really guessed?

Also, Danxia Mountain can overpower the ancient ancestor, and the name Song Ge has long been spread in the sect.

It's not surprising to be guessed, right?

He didn't want to do this, so he came according to the plan.

Then he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, whether it is true or not, we will know when we go up!"

"If this Song Ge is really on the mountain, then"

At this point, he paused and said nothing.

"That's stealing our luck!"

"Let's rush forward!"

"People get stolen goods!"

“”

"I'm Song Ge, but I don't know if it's me who you want to get stolen from!"

At this time, the voice that had just praised Song Ge's talent came out again.

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