A pained expression appeared on the face of the old man.

Said:

"News came from Wuzong that the Qin monarch was killed in battle."

Hear the words.

Fan Yi and Li Bai were shocked by this sentence on the spot.

Li Bai trembled his voice and asked:

"The old city lord of Qin died in battle? How is this possible? ”

Fan Yi pretended to be calm, he slowly picked up his wine glass and wanted to take a sip of the spirits to suppress the waves in his heart.

But as soon as he picked up the wine glass, his fingers shook so much that he spilled the wine all over the table.

The old man was filled with grief and indignation, and said angrily:

"According to the secret order of the Martial Sect, the Qin Monarch and the disciples of the Martial Sect went to the Demon Domain Pile Realm to carry out a mission, and their whereabouts were exposed on the way and they encountered the Great Demon."

"That big demon cut off the heads of the Qin Monarch and the disciples of the Martial Sect, and now their bodies are still hanging on the boundary stake."

"None of the great Terran cultivators dared to take back the body, this is simply a great shame for our generation!"

Fan Yi couldn't drink the wine, but he slammed it on the table and said:

"What realm is that big demon? Why is there no one to collect the body? ”

The old man replied:

"The big demon only has the cultivation of the Seven Realms, as for why no one collects the corpse, it's all because of fear! When did the Terrans fall to this point? ”

Fan Yi stood up suddenly.

He looked at the old man and said:

"Qin Laocheng is kind to my Fan family, since no one is willing to collect the corpse, then I'll go!"

As he spoke, he was about to walk towards the gate of the courtyard.

Li Bai was a little overwhelmed, he didn't have too many complicated emotions for Qin Shengjun.

It's just that I heard that the old city lord of Rongcheng died, and then I thought of my current identity, so I shouldn't stay out of it, but I don't know what I can do.

Fu Lao shouted:

"Fan Yi sit down! Listening to the old man's words, you are so impulsive and have a monk's heart! ”

Fan Yi stood in place, his eyes full of anger.

Fu Lao stretched out his hand and pulled the young man back to his seat.

He was silent for a moment before he said:

"How could the old man ask you to collect the corpse of the Qin monarch."

"Now you, you don't even have the qualifications to stand on the Demon Domain Pile Realm! What kind of ability do you have to collect the corpse of the Qin City Lord? ”

"The old man didn't tell you this, and he didn't want you to do it. I'm here to tell you that the experience can be but it should have a purpose. ”

"I have already sent a letter to the Martial Sect, and I beg you to be accepted as a disciple of the Martial Sect. This is a long way to go to the mountains, if you can build a great road, you must remember to send back the corpse of the Qin monarch. ”

"Can you promise the old man?"

Fan Yi listened to the old man's words, and the turmoil in his heart gradually subsided.

He replied with a resolute gaze:

"If I can build the Great Road, I will definitely bring the old city of Qin back to Rongcheng for burial, please rest assured."

Fu Lao nodded, then picked up the wine glass again and drank a glass of wine with the two teenagers in front of him.

To continue:

"This is very dangerous, originally I wanted you to be under my nose, at least be able to break through the five realms so that you can travel far away, but the old man knows that you have made up your mind to go, and I will not keep you today."

As he spoke, the old man took out a letter from his coat pocket, handed it to the young man, and said:

"This is a letter of recommendation from the old man's handwriting, as long as you go to the Wuzong Mountain Gate and present the letter to Zhou Tong Zhenren, he will complete the matter of entering the sect for you."

"Fan Yi, once you step out of the realm of Rongcheng, you will no longer be the city lord of Rongcheng. When you go to the outside world, you only have a pair of fists to use, think too much about everything, and don't be rash. Don't be impetuous, and don't look at no one! ”

When the old man of the mansion instructed, his eyes were extremely stern.

Fan Yi put the letter into the square inch tiger card, stood up and bowed to the old man of the house, and said:

"The old man often comes to write, if there is a change in Rongcheng, I will definitely rush back!"

Fu Lao waved his hand and said:

"There are old men and elders in Rongcheng, whoever dares to offend, you just have to worry about yourself!"

"By the way, about the candidate for the lord of Rongcheng City, the old man also wants to hear your thoughts."

Li Bai seemed a little at a loss, but he listened carefully and didn't say much.

Fan Yi looked at Li Bai, and then replied:

"Brother Li was originally the deputy city lord of Rongcheng, and now let Brother Li take over Rongcheng, and he should be justified."

Li Bai hurriedly shook his hand and replied with a nervous expression:

"City Lord, Mansion Elder. I still owe some fire, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take on the heavy responsibility, I think Uncle Fan is more suitable. ”

Don't wait for Fan Yi to answer.

Fu Lao looked at the young man Li Bai and asked in a confirmed manner:

"That's what you think in your heart?"

Li Bai's eyes flickered, but finally shook his head.

This move made Fan Yi and Fu Lao both show a hint of a smile.

The old man said solemnly:

"That's right, the young man should be energetic and ambitious! Otherwise, how to take power, let alone protect the peace of one side. ”

Fan Yi echoed and said:

"Brother Li just took over the position of city lord, as for my father and uncle, I will go and explain it to them, and you can put a hundred hearts."

After Li Bai heard about it, he had no worries. He just stood up and clenched his fists at the two of them, looking determined.

Answer:

"I'm willing to take over the city lord's position!"

Fan Yi patted Li Bai on the shoulder, then looked at Fu Lao and said:

"Tomorrow we only need to convene a council of elders to do something, and we don't need to announce it from the whole city."

"How did the old city lord of Qin leave Rongcheng, I am the same."

Hear the words.

Fu Lao nodded with satisfaction.

The three of them continued to drink and dissipate their sorrows until late at night.

Early the next morning.

Above the main hall, all the eight elders of Rongcheng had arrived.

The old man of the mansion picked and said a general reason, but he saw that Fan Zhefu's expression was a little incomprehensible, and Fan Zheshan was the same.

Then.

Fu Lao says:

"The old man sent a letter to Wuzong, and Zhou Zhenren has promised to accept Fan Yi as an inner disciple, which is a blessing for the entire Rongcheng."

"I understand your feelings, but a heroic boy shouldn't be in a predicament all his life, and he can only preach by going out to practice."

"In the days to come, I would like to ask you to carefully assist City Lord Li, if you have any opinions, please say it directly."

Fan Zhefu didn't care who the city lord belonged to, as a member of the Council of Elders, this title was enough, and the Xiuzhen Avenue was already lonely.

It's just that Fan Zhefu was a little angry, and the decision came too suddenly, and the young man didn't discuss it with him at all.

No matter how much I say, I still can't rest assured.

Fan Zhefu finally spoke:

"Now that the old man has made a decision, we should carefully assist City Lord Li."

After the discussion, Fan Yi decided to leave the city in the evening.

The two Fan Zhefu brothers and the rest of the elders walked into Fan Yi's inner courtyard one after another.

Fan Zhefu said angrily:

"Yi'er, why don't you let me know in advance if you want to leave Rongcheng, so that your uncle and I are not prepared at all."

Fan Zheshan shouted at the top of his voice:

"That's it! It's not a big deal! ”

The Li family father and son stood aside.

The head of the Li family didn't know how to persuade him, after all, it was his own son who took over as the city lord now, so he had to be cautious about what he said.

Fan Yi took everyone to the pavilion for tea, and said with a smile:

"Father, don't worry, I'm just going to the Martial Sect to practice, and it's not a parting between life and death. Fu Lao also said that I can become a disciple of the inner sect of the Martial Sect, which is also the glory of Rongcheng. ”

Hear the words.

Fan Zhefu's stiff face finally eased a little, but his mouth admonished:

"There are people outside the world, don't be arrogant after you go out, write back if you have something, Rongcheng will always be your home."

A few people chatted for a long time.

In the afternoon.

The young man rode a tall white horse, and a figure pulled the old elder under the light of the slanting sun.

After Fan Yi left the city, he waved his hand in the direction of Rongcheng's tower, turned his head and did not look back.

The boy is already about to embark on his own path of cultivation!