As the patriarch of the Fang clan, Fang Changqing originally hoped that the family could be strong and strong, and if there were children with relatively large martial arts talents and potential in the clan, he would be happy and pay more attention to it.

Fang Changqing also hugged Fang Yi when he was young, and he smiled at the time and said to Fang Sheng, the director of foreign affairs, that Fang Yi's child will definitely have a future when he grows up.

It's just that five years ago, Sheng betrayed the family, causing the Fang clan to suffer huge losses, which was not tolerated by the clan rules. Because of this incident, Fang Changqing also didn't like Fang Muxi and Fang Yi's sister and brother. The siblings were kicked out of the family mansion, and he did not stand up to stop them.

Fang Muxi and Fang Yi left the family mansion for a few years, and he gradually forgot about Fang Sheng's two children.

But he didn't expect that when Fang Yi entered his sight again, he was carrying a dazzling light that could not be ignored.

Fifteen-year-old gathering stars in one realm, how dazzling is this? In the whole Yonghua county area, it is difficult to produce one in several years.

"Patriarch, is there someone from the mansion to contact Fang Yi again? Anyway, there is still his name in the clan genealogy. Fang Yingjie looked at Fang Changqing, whose expression changed, and said tentatively.

Fang Yingjie could naturally see that now the patriarch Fang Changqing hoped that Fang Yi would be able to return to the Fang clan.

Hearing Fang Yingjie's words, Fang Changqing couldn't help laughing, and said, "How can he not mind if his family treated him like that before? Moreover, in the ancestor worship ceremony, I think he is also a young man with a very strong character. Yingjie, this matter is not so easy. ”

"I also know what the patriarch said, but he can't blame the family for all the previous things. After all, it was his father Fang Sheng who betrayed the family. Fang Yingjie said.

After a pause, Fang Yingjie continued: "Patriarch, I think Fang Muxi may be easier to talk about. The relationship between their sister and brother is very good, if we can convince Fang Muxi, and then Fang Muxi can persuade Fang Yi, we should be able to get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"You underestimated Fang Muxi!"

"Five years ago, Fang Muxi took Fang Yi to leave the mansion and go to Qiushui City. How old was she at the time? How easy was it to open a pharmacy in Autumnwater City and establish herself almost single-handedly? Alas, such a strong and strong daughter was not many young people in our mansion who could compare with her. Fang Changqing shook his head again and sighed lightly.

"There is only one way, or it can be saved. Fang Changqing's eyes condensed slightly, and his tone changed suddenly.

Fang Yingjie's expression became serious and said, "Patriarch, you mean ......?"

"Yes, re-investigate Fang Sheng's case and give Fang Yi a clear and undoubted answer, which is what he wants most. Fang Changqing nodded.

"Patriarch, this ...... The impact is too great, isn't it? Moreover, several elders probably won't agree either. Fang Yingjie's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice.

"Just take a little more time. Fang Changqing frowned.

That night, Fang Yingjie, the head of foreign affairs, chatted with the patriarch Fang Changqing for a long time before leaving the courtyard where the patriarch lived.

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Yonghua Dojo, Lianyun Peak, War Pavilion.

Fang Yi's thin figure appeared in front of the Battle Pavilion, looking at the magnificent building in front of him, he squinted his eyes slightly.

If an outfield disciple wants to be promoted to an infield disciple, the Dojo Battle Pavilion is a must-come place. Because, they must be in the battle pavilion and apply for the dojo infield assessment.

"Someone is coming, stop!" Outside the main gate of the Battle Pavilion, two black-clothed warriors with a strong aura stopped Fang Yi.

"I'm going to join the War Pavilion and apply for the infield assessment. Fang Yilang said.

When the two warriors heard this, they couldn't help but change color slightly, and quickly glanced at each other.

"Please take out your ID badge. One of them said the same thing.

Fang also took out his identity card and handed it to the other party.

"Fang Yi, you only entered the Yonghua Dojo this year?"

"It has passed the test of the three-level floating wind pile!"

"Outfield disciple Fang Yi, you can enter the Battle Pavilion and apply to the Pavilion Master for the infield assessment. ”

After checking Fang Yi's relevant information, the martial artist returned the identity card to Fang Yi and said in his mouth.

In terms of attitude, he has been much more polite, not as dark as when he first met Fang Yishi.

"Thank you. Putting away the identity card and thanking him, Fang Yida strode into the battle pavilion.

Inside the war pavilion, there is a large hall with a circular space, gray style, and very few decorations.

At this time, in the inner hall of the War Pavilion, a bald old man opened his eyes.

"Is there another little guy in the outfield who wants to apply for the infield assessment?" the bald old man smiled and said in a low voice.

Then he stood up and walked out of the inner sanctum.

The War Pavilion is in the dojo, and it has only one purpose, which is to accept applications from outfield disciples for infield assessments. And if the outfield disciples did not pass through the third-level floating wind pile in the Floating Wind Valley, they would not be able to enter the Battle Pavilion. Therefore, every time someone enters the battle pavilion, it is basically an outfield disciple who applies for the infield assessment.

Most of the time, the War Pavilion was deserted.

"I've seen the Pavilion Master. Fang also saw the bald old man, and hurriedly bowed down to salute.

The Battle Pavilion Pavilion Master is also an elder in the dojo, equal to Elder Gao Zuoyue of Floating Wind Valley. Before coming to the War Pavilion, Fang Yi of course also knew a little about the Battle Pavilion and knew that the Pavilion Master's name was Seven Swords. In the dojo, everyone called him the Seven Swords Pavilion Master or the Seven Swords Elder.

When the Seven Swords Pavilion Lord saw Fang Yi, his half-squinted eyes showed a little surprise. Because, Fang Yi looks too small. Most of the outfield disciples who usually come to the Battle Pavilion to apply for the infield assessment are over twenty years old, and very few are under the age of twenty. And Fang Yi is about sixteen years old.

"What's your name?" the Seven Swords Pavilion Lord asked as he looked at Fang Yi.

"Disciple Fang Yi, not long ago, he passed the third-level floating wind pile test. I came to the Battle Pavilion today to apply for the infield assessment. Fang Yi raised his eyes and said.

"Fang Yi, how old are you this year?" the Seven Swords Pavilion Master asked again.

He hadn't heard of Fang Ye passing the third-level floating wind pile test before, although this matter had spread among the disciples in the outer field, but because the time was still short, a big figure of the status of the Seven Swords Pavilion Master hadn't heard of it yet.

"The disciple is fifteen years old, and in another month he will be sixteen. Fang also replied.

The Seven Swords Pavilion Lord nodded, and the other party also showed a smile.

"Fang Yi, do you know that in the infield assessment, you may be injured or even killed? You are only fifteen years old, and you can pass the third-level floating wind pile, you are indeed a genius. But, you don't have to rush into the infield assessment, you still have a lot of time. It's better to take the infield assessment later, so that the certainty of passing is undoubtedly greater and safer. The Seven Swords Pavilion Lord said slowly, as gently as possible.

Although, with what he thinks is a gentle voice, others also have a chilling feeling.

"Pavilion Master, since I came to the Battle Pavilion, I have already thought about it carefully. I have confidence in myself that I will win. Fang Yi looked at the Seven Swords Pavilion Lord and said loudly.

"Okay!" The Seven Swords Pavilion Lord shouted, his voice shook the Battle Pavilion, and his eyes opened: "Boy, the old man appreciates your courage. ”