The wind is mild and the sun is shining. The deepest depths of the Yunze Spirit Mine Mountains.

There was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy at the moment.

Half-naked, he stood on a stone pillar at the bottom of the waterfall, allowing it to slope straight down and wash over his body.

Time flies very quickly.

It has been twenty days since Fan Yi entered the Yunze Spirit Mine Mountain Range to cultivate.

Now the bruises on the boy's body are gone, and in exchange for his skin as smooth as jade.

There was also a faint golden streamer surging under the skin.

The boy clenched his fists and had no distractions.

If the distance is calculated from the location of the teenager.

Two hundred miles away is Rongcheng.

Speaking of Rongcheng, in the ten days after Fan Yi and Fu Lao left.

The relationship between the major families in Rongcheng is very harmonious.

The people struck the iron, the horses drove the horses, and the businessmen did business. Brother Childe should go to the Goulan, everything is in order.

But on the day when Fan Yi left for half a month.

Monks and warriors with fresh faces have gathered in Rongcheng from the surrounding cities.

Today, there are at least 100 people.

With so many monks and warriors, they almost only do one thing after entering the city. That is, to charter a restaurant inn, and don't go out, just drink and have fun.

The guards and guards of the Lord's Mansion went to register and search for and verify the purpose of these people coming to Rongcheng, and the results were all right.

This is the main matter of the City Lord's Mansion, and he is puzzled.

The day Fan Yi left.

The old man of the mansion obeyed Fan Yi's arrangement, and quietly returned to the City Lord's Mansion and went directly into retreat.

The heads of all the big and small families don't know that the old man is in the city.

Today.

In the lobby of the Fan Mansion, there are two fathers and sons of the Li family, who are drinking tea and chatting with the Fan Zhefu brothers.

The head of the Li family said with a smile:

"Brother Fan helped the Li family repair the mining area and sent a lot of warriors and craftsmen."

"I'm here today for one thing."

said.

The head of the Li family pointed to a sour branch wooden box next to the shoes, and continued:

"I heard that Brother Fan often procures Yin Yang White Lotus, these are all saved by the Li family in the past few years, if you don't dislike it, give it all to Brother Fan."

After hearing this, Fan Zhefu hurriedly waved his hand and replied:

"Brother Li has said it, it is not for anything else to need the Yin Yang White Lotus, it is all because my son Fan Yi cultivates martial arts."

"Although the Yin Yang White Lotus is not rare, it is also difficult to find, thank you Brother Li."

Seeing that Fan Zhefu had accepted the gift, the head of the Li family felt a lot more relaxed.

At this time, Li Bai on the side asked:

"Uncle Fan, the city lord has been entering the mountain range to practice for twenty days, is there any news of him recently?"

Fan Zhefu shook his head helplessly, indicating that Fan Yi had no news.

The four of them continued to drink tea and chat.

Suddenly, the housekeeper of the Fan family hurriedly walked in from outside the door.

He bowed his hands to the left and right, and then spoke:

"The head of the family, the young master of the Lin family asks to see him, and he is waiting at the gate of the mansion at this moment."

Fan Zhefu and the head of the Li family glanced at each other, and they didn't understand why this Lin Xiu came.

Lin Xiu is a junior.

Li Bai took the initiative to say after seeing the three of them:

"Uncle Fan, I'll go and invite Lin Xiu in,"

Fan Zhefu smiled and nodded.

A moment of effort.

A young man in a black robe and carrying a black iron broadsword strode in.

As soon as we met.

Lin Xiu bowed to Brother Fan Zhefu and the head of the Li family before he spoke:

"Uncle Fan, Uncle Li! My father asked me to come over and invite you to drink at the Drunken Immortal Tower tonight. ”

Fan Zhefu waved his hand to the servant waiting at the door, only to see the servant bring a wooden stool.

After Fan Zhefu invited Lin Xiu to sit down, he leaned forward slightly and asked:

"Your father is so elegant today, it's the first time in so many years that I've heard of inviting me and Brother Li to drink."

"Aside from me and the other four, who else are there?"

Lin Xiu hurriedly replied:

"There are the Shangguan family and the Ding family."

After speaking, Lin Xiu had already stood up.

He continued:

"There is also a Buddhist monk who came from afar. The monk told my father to ask Uncle Fan to come over, he wanted to see you. ”

That's pretty strange!

There is no Buddhism in Qingyun Prefecture, and in the past few decades in Rongcheng, very few people who call themselves monks have visited Rongcheng.

Fan Zhefu clearly remembers that he did not have the opportunity to make friends with the so-called monks.

But listening to what Lin Xiu said was that the monk invited him by name, and he also asked the head of the Lin family to accompany him, which made Fan Zhefu even more confused.

Fan Zhefu also wanted to see the demeanor of the characters in the book, so he replied cheerfully:

"Please tell your father that Brother Li and I will definitely go to the banquet on time."

Lin Xiu got the letter, bowed his hand and said:

"In that case, then I'll go back and tell my father first."

Fan Zhefu nodded, and Lin Xiu turned around and left.

It's almost sunset.

Fan Yi jumped from the stone pillar below the waterfall, and then landed on the boulder.

He continued to practice boxing for a while.

At this time, every time he threw a punch, the space where the fist intent passed was neither the wind nor the sound of the tiger's roar.

But after the punch landed on the waterfall, it immediately collapsed into a splash of water, smashing out holes with thick wells.

Moreover, it takes at least a few breaths for these water holes to be completely covered by the water potential.

Punch by punch, it's all the same.

A child's voice rang out, saying:

"The good boy is really teachable, if you practice hard like this, it will only take three days at most, and you will be able to touch the threshold of the great martial arts master."

After hearing this, Fan Yi stopped punching.

He scratched his head and said:

"If you're hungry, get something to eat first."

The childish voice laughed:

"The mountain stream goes down five hundred feet along the water, and there are two spotted thorn tigers drinking water, you go and kill them."

Fan Yi replied heartily:

"Come on! Master, I'll go now. ”

As he spoke, he plunged headlong into the current, as if the white stripes in the waves were swimming away at great speed.

Rongcheng Drunken Immortal Building.

It is a six-storey restaurant, standing abruptly at the mouth of the alley in the south of the city.

The gate of the drunken immortal building is a folding wooden door with eight embossed flowers and birds and hollow patterns.

These eight wooden doors will only be pushed open by the shop guys at night. As for the daytime, the doors are closed, and business is only done at night.

In and out of the Drunken Immortal Building.

The guys in the store never look at the clothes of the customers, and they don't divide the customers into three, six, nine and so on.

Anyone who could carry a small bag of silver was treated as a guest.

The deep mountain wild plum wine of Zuixianlou is the most famous wine.

The drink is soft on the palate and not spicy.

Unconsciously can make the guests get drunk by themselves, but they still have to shout loudly.

"Xiao Er's wine is not bad for money."

At this time.

The Fan Zhefu brothers and the Li family, father and son, got off the sedan chair together.

Lin Xiu was already waiting downstairs in the Drunken Immortal Tower.

After seeing the four of them, he took the initiative to meet them, and said:

"My father is waiting for Uncle Fan and Uncle Li in the box on the sixth floor."

Fan Zhefu nodded, walked towards the restaurant, and then went up the stairs.

When he reached the sixth floor, he saw a large box directly opposite the staircase.

Fan Zhefu walked into the box and saw the head of the Lin family and the head of the Shangguan family sitting on a wooden chair next to an old man in his twilight.

The old man was slumped and had a ring scar on his bald head.

If Fan Yi was present, he would definitely be taken aback by the person in front of him.

The old man was none other than the Seven Realms Evil Monk.