Fan Yi walked leisurely in the Fan family's garden alone with his hands behind his back.

On both sides of the road, there is a lotus pond rockery and a leisurely pavilion.

Fan Yi unconsciously walked to the door of the hall.

Seeing that the candles in the lobby were bright, the hearty laughter of the second uncle Fan Zheshan came from time to time:

"Come, come, come! Let's do another bowl! ”

Fan Yi didn't think about it, and walked in directly.

With a light smile on his face, the young man asked:

"Father, second uncle. Why don't you call me when you drink? ”

Hear the words.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw Fan Yi standing in the center of the hall, smiling behind his hands. The young man was tall, and there was an indescribable confidence between his eyebrows.

Fan Zheshan saw that his nephew had come out of retreat, so he hurriedly stood up and walked over.

When the burly man walked up to Fan Yi, he had already stretched out his arms and slapped the young man's shoulder hard.

Said:

"Thin! But that's good, come on, come on! Sit next to the second uncle, and the second uncle will give you a bowl of wine. ”

As he spoke, the burly man grabbed Fan Yi's arm and walked towards his desk.

Sit on the floor.

Fan Zhefu looked at the pair of uncles and nephews, just smiled and shook his head, but didn't say anything.

Then.

A group of warriors picked up the bowls one after another and drank them all with Fan Yi.

Fan Zheshan finished drinking before looking Fan Yi up and down again. Gradually, a strange look appeared on his face, and he asked:

"Yi'er, your cultivation?"

When he asked this, the whole hall suddenly fell silent.

Fan Yi smiled and nodded, and replied very honestly:

"My cultivation has recovered somewhat, but it hasn't fully recovered, so I should be regarded as a monk of the Three Realms."

"Bang dang"!

The wine bowl that was originally grabbed by Fan Zhefu fell to the ground in an instant.

I think I was shocked by my son's words.

Fan Zhefu's eyes widened, and the expression on his face was even more complicated, difficult to describe in words.

There are surprises, doubts, joys, and dazedness!

Fan Zheshan didn't seem so shocked, maybe he knew something when he patted the young man's shoulder with his palm just now.

Fan Zheshan looked at his eldest brother and grinned:

"Big brother! What's your expression? Hear no! Yi'er is a monk of the Three Realms,......, I'm sorry! ”

Then he turned his head and took a sip! To continue:

"What am I talking about! It should be said that Yi'er has recovered her cultivation and has reached the Three Realms Monk! ”

"It won't be long before our Yi'er will be a monk of the Four Realms, a monk of the Five Realms, and a monk of the Nine Realms! Hahaha! ”

The burly man laughed to himself again!

Moment.

Fan Zhefu and the rest of the warriors finally understood from the shock.

I saw that Fan Zhefu's eyes, I don't know if he drank too much wine or other reasons, became extremely red.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Three good words in a row, blurted out.

"As long as we can still cultivate, our Fan family will have hope, Yi'er is good!"

Hear the words.

Everyone in the hall was cheering, and their morale was high.

The next day, early in the morning.

The sky had not yet dawned, and a touch of white on the eastern hill was dispelling the night.

However, the entire Rongcheng family has pushed open their courtyard doors.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! …！ ”

The sound of hammers and drums resounded throughout the city!

Now.

All the warriors of the Fan family stood quietly in the small square. The two brothers Fan Zhefu and the young Fan Yi stood opposite the warriors.

Fan Zhefu's eyes were extremely resolute, and after scanning everyone, he said:

"Fan Jialang, go!"

Saying that, the three of them walked together and walked towards the gate of Fan's house.

On the streets of Rongcheng, the number of people is gradually increasing.

All the way in the direction of the city lord's mansion to the east.

Along the way, the people in the market saw the battle of the Fan family, and they couldn't help but take the initiative to give way.

There were a few richly dressed men who were pointing.

"Hey! It's ridiculous that you have no strength in your spirit, you still have the ability to participate in the trial when your cultivation is gone. ”

"Hey, be quiet, don't let the Fan family hear it, they are big families, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse."

"Afraid of what? As long as the Fan family can't get on the martial arts list this time, it will be considered a big family. ”

An old man in ragged clothes said:

"Actually, the Fan family is also very kind, and they will give alms at the door at the beginning of every month, but this Ning family has the support of the monarch, and it is too deceitful to divorce Young Master Fan Yi."

"Hey......!"

"I said my name is Hanako, do you have a part to speak here? Roll on! Get out of the way! ”

Fan Yi turned his head and glanced at the people, with a little hesitation in his eyes.

Fan Yi himself couldn't figure out when his ear power became so good that he could hear what these people said clearly from afar.

Fan Yi continued to walk forward, his eyes not squinting, a little indifferent.

Perhaps, this is the case with all kinds of life.

When you are in the limelight, everyone is talking about you, and when you are lonely, everyone may want to step on your head.

So that you can never raise your head again, this is the ugly side of human nature, the pursuit of pleasure after psychological distortion!

It's a coincidence.

Just as he was about to approach the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

I saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar walking slowly with four warriors, and beside the Confucian scholar was a woman in a white dress fluttering.

It is the north gate of Ningbei and the tranquility of snow.

The Fan family and the Ning family met directly.

Ning Beimen stopped and glanced at Fan Zhefu's brothers, and finally set his eyes on Fan Yi's body.

He sensed it with his heart for a while, and when he didn't see the spiritual qi in Fan Yi's lower abdomen, he turned his head expressionlessly and walked towards the door.

Heart:

"Waste is waste, and if you dare to come here to be embarrassed, you shouldn't have agreed to the marriage of the Fan family at that time."

Ning Jingxue also saw the young Fan Yi, her eyes were full of complexity.

The young man is still so handsome and chic, but he lacks cultivation, no matter how handsome and chic, what is the use.

Tranquility Snow turned her head and followed in her father's footsteps.

Fan Zheshan snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

Fan Zhefu patted his son on the shoulder and said:

"Concentrate on the competition for a while, don't be distracted. The Ning family will be handed over to your second uncle and me. ”

Fan Yi actually didn't care about the eyes of the Ning family's father and daughter.

It's just that when he looked at Ning Jingxue, there were some indescribable strange feelings in his heart.

Always make him feel.

There seemed to be something wrong with the aura of this ice and snow beauty, and as for what was wrong, I couldn't say it for a while.

Ever since he practiced the Immortal King Induction Chapter, even he didn't know why he was able to look at others.

This kind of thing is a bit mysterious, and it can only be understood and unspeakable.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

The sound of a drum came again, pulling Fan Yi's thoughts and eyes back from the girl's shadow.

Fan Yi was determined not to think about it.

Maybe this beautiful girl and him will never have any intersection in this life, so why bother with that idleness.

Behind the main hall of the city lord's mansion, there is a martial arts arena built on a high platform, which is very large.

In the north and south directions of the martial arts arena, there are seats for major families.

The eastward direction is naturally the seat of the city lord Qin Sheng, as well as the seats of the rest of the city lords and mountain cultivators outside Rongcheng to watch the trial.

To the west, there is no doubt that it is the gathering place of the common people of Rongcheng.

The seats in the south direction of the Fan family naturally sit.

City Lord Qin Sheng stood up with a smile on his face and said in a deep voice:

"Rongcheng Trial! It's officially started! ”

Just two sentences, sit down again.

An old man walked out from Qin Sheng's left side, holding a square bamboo slip in his hand.

Raising his voice, he shouted:

"In the first trial, Lin Family Monk Lin Xiu vs. Fan Family Monk Fan Yi!"

"Drum beating!"

"Knock knock!"

However, there was an uproar in the audience.

Someone whispered:

"The Fan family is really unlucky. It is said that this young man Lin Xiu has just opened the Dantian Qi Mansion and is already a monk of the Four Realms. ”

"And the young master of the Fan family has no cultivation, and he has to lose this battle, it's a pity!"

Saw!

The young man Lin Xiu held a dark iron broadsword in his hand and walked out of the Lin family's seat. He was wearing a black red lotus robe, a pair of black cloth and white-soled shoes, and an ink-colored silk belt to tie his waist.

The young man's expression was indifferent, like Shura killing a god.

Fan Yi also walked out slowly, with one hand behind him, his posture was chic and upright, and his eyes were clear and waveless.

In this battle, he wants to regain his reputation!