My younger brother, Emperor Huangtian, was also reborn.

Chapter 95 The Battle Is Coming
When the Butian Pavilion sacrifice spirit opened its mouth, its vine was almost bald.

Every time it sends away a group of disciples, it will leave a leaf behind, saying it is a blessing.

The actual function is only known by Shi Yi, Shi Hao and Butian Pavilion Sacrifice Spirits themselves.

In the next half month, disciples from Butian Pavilion were sent away from time to time.

This group of people came specifically to say goodbye to Shi Yi and Shi Hao, and to meet these two fierce junior brothers on the last day after leaving Butian Pavilion.

"Practice well, the future of Butian Pavilion depends on you."

A senior sister rubbed Shi Hao's little head and warned him softly.

In fact, she originally wanted to rub Shi Yi's head. After all, Shi Yi is more famous, and in comparison, Shi Yi's temperament is colder and colder. If she could rub Shi Yi's head, it would be great!
But just when the senior sister raised her hand, Shi Yi turned his head and looked directly at the senior sister.

Suddenly, the senior sister got scared and put her hand on Shi Hao's head.

"Okay! I will definitely work hard to practice! Support Butian Pavilion!"

Shi Hao answered seriously.

Even though he knew that the war would not really affect Butian Pavilion, he still cooperated and did not want to dilute the deep sadness of separation.

"You have to work hard, naughty kid, we all know you can do it!"

Another senior brother came over, patted Shi Hao on the shoulder, and said with concern.

"Junior brother Shi Yi, won't you leave with us?"

A senior sister asked.

Although they were brothers, Shi Yi and Shi Hao gave them completely different feelings.

When facing Shi Hao, they could rub their heads lovingly just like facing the naughty little brother next door.

But when facing Shi Yi, even a group of senior brothers and sisters felt that they were facing an elder brother and would subconsciously become serious and not dare to joke easily.

"I won't leave, I want to stay and fight side by side with Butian Pavilion."

Shi Yi shook his head slightly and said.

"Then we won't leave, we will fight side by side with you!"

A group of senior brothers and sisters spoke impassionedly, unwilling to leave and wanting to stay.

"You go first, we're just leaving later."

Shi Hao said with a smile.

Although a group of senior brothers and sisters did not believe it and still wanted to stay, they left after being coaxed and persuaded by Shi Yi, Shi Hao and a group of elders.

Before leaving, a green gourd vine leaf fell down to protect everyone.

"It is estimated that by the time the Butian Pavilion disciples are almost gone, Senior Sacrifice Spirit will be bald."

Shi Hao spoke seriously.

This is not nonsense on his part, but the gourd vines at the Butian Pavilion sacrifice ceremony were completely bald, and all the leaves were sent away.

Shi Yi and Shi Hao knew in their hearts that this was definitely no ordinary blade.

These leaves contain powerful abilities and can truly protect the disciples of Butian Pavilion.

This is also the backhand left by the sacrifice of the spirit.

After all, he was an old sacrificial spirit who had lived for so long. How could he really use Butian Pavilion to go fishing?
Even if some disciples leave Butian Pavilion and leave the protection range of the Sacrificial Spirit, he will deploy means to ensure the safety of those disciples.

"It's not easy. At such an old age, it seems like my eyes are almost gone, but I'm still bald..."

Shi Hao couldn't hold back and complained, and then he received the care of the sacrificer.

The green gourd vine turned black with anger, and hit Shi Hao's butt directly, almost sending Shi Hao flying out.

"Damn it! What kind of suffering is this in the world! A group of people are all staring at my butt and beating me!"

Shi Hao hid aside, rubbed his butt and spoke angrily.

Another half month passed, and Butian Pavilion became increasingly deserted.Most of the disciples had already left, and some elders returned after sending their disciples away.

There are two ancestors in each Butian Pavilion's stronghold. As long as no one discovers the position of the stronghold, there won't be much of a problem.

So these elders are back again and want to coexist with Butian Pavilion.

One of the elders was still puzzled when he was introducing his disciples.

"Looking at the list, there are more than this number of new disciples this year. How many others named Yu are there? Are they all missing?"

The elder was puzzled that the list didn't match up.

But nowadays, quite a few disciples of Butian Pavilion have transferred. The only ones who are in the same class as those named Yu are Shi Yi and Shi Hao. These two people are still very special. Senior brothers and sisters said goodbye, it was difficult to find someone.

"Maybe they left Butian Pavilion secretly. These children seem to be from the Rain Clan. Make a note of them so that we can recruit fewer Rain Clan disciples in the future."

The elder said, picking up a pen and writing down something on the bamboo slips.

Then he left and continued to see other disciples off.

At the same time, in Butian Pavilion and Si Guo Cliff, several Yu Clan disciples were lying on the rocks behind Si Guo Cliff one by one, letting the water wash over their bodies, seemingly resigned to their fate.

There is no sunrise or sunset after thinking about crossing the cliff, and naturally there is no concept of time.

"How long has it been? When will this horrible life end!"

One of the Rain Clan disciples couldn't help it anymore and spoke, his voice full of helplessness.

"Shh, this is the [-]th time you have said this since you entered Si Guo Cliff."

A Rain Clan disciple with disheveled hair reminded him.

"What a coincidence, this is the eleventh thousand three hundred and twenty fourth time you reminded us."

Another Yu Clan disciple spoke in time and took over the count.

"You are all boring. You say the same thing 36 times. Is it interesting?"

The Rain Clan disciple who was lying in the water and blowing bubbles out of boredom spoke up and interrupted the count.

On the side, the leading disciple of the Rain Tribe saw that all of his younger brothers looked like bears, and he suddenly became very angry.

"If you have nothing to do, you can practice the Rain Clan's magic! I can tell you that the time for us to go out is not far away!"

The leading young talented person from the Yu tribe spoke out in anger.

"Brother, don't make trouble, it's still early for ten years."

The other Rain Clan disciples were unfazed. Among them, the one who blew bubbles even blew more bubbles in one go.

"What do you know! I have received inside information! Butian Pavilion will be destroyed soon! By then we will be able to leave Siguo Cliff!"

The leading Rain Clan disciple spoke.

"Isn't it possible? Butian Pavilion is so powerful, how can it be destroyed?"

The other Yu Clan disciples obviously didn't believe it and thought their elder brother was crazy.

"You guys know nothing. The Rain King has long guessed that Butian Pavilion will be destroyed, so he sent us to join Butian Pavilion! When the moment comes when Butian Pavilion is destroyed, we will have a great opportunity!"

The leading Rain Clan disciple said, there was nothing to hide.

Anyway, they are almost going crazy thinking about crossing the cliff, so why not release some hearsay information to stimulate their fighting spirit!
"really?"

Sure enough, a group of Rain Clan disciples were excited!

"Really, would I lie to you? It's almost time!"

……

"It's almost time to witness the decline of an orthodox tradition."

ps: Let me mention the typo... Good night

(End of this chapter)