Li Bai went to Goulan to listen to music yesterday and stayed hungover all night.
On the second day, the head of the Li family did not see Li Bai come back to report the results of the discussion, so he aggressively went to the only brothel in Rongcheng to look for him.
When Li Bai heard that his father was about to come in with a stick, he hurriedly escaped through the small window.
With a plan in mind, he hurriedly ran towards Fan's house, constantly walking through and jumping on the roofs of houses in Rongcheng.
Finally arriving at the door of Fan's house, I happened to bump into Fan Yi's second uncle Fan Zheshan.
He stepped forward and grabbed Fan Zheshan's sleeve and asked hurriedly:
"Uncle Fan, is my brother Fan Yi here?"
Fan Zheshan shook his eyebrows and shook off Li Bai's hand, and replied:
"Nephew, what are you doing? You smell of alcohol and you're not afraid of your father breaking your legs? Yi'er isn't here, and he won't be here for the next few days. What do you want to do with him?"
Li Bai looked sad and replied:
"Uncle Fan, I really have something to discuss with Fan Yi. Where is he now? Please tell me quickly. If it's too late, my leg will be in danger."
Fan Zheshan showed an understanding smile, patted the young man on the shoulder, looked around, and then asked in a low voice:
"You kid won't really go to that place to fool around, will you? Hehe! I heard that the new oiran has a pretty face. How about it? Is it as mysterious as the legend says?"
Li Bai was completely convinced. He also knew that Fan Zheshan was teasing him, but the time was wrong.
Li Bai nodded hurriedly and said:
"Uncle Fan, I'll treat you another day. Let's go in together first. I really have something to see Fan Yi."
Fan Zheshan immediately said with a straight face:
"If I said I wasn't here, I would still lie to you. If you have anything, just tell me. I will tell Fan Yi when he comes back. Don't ask me where he is, I don't know where he is."
Li Bai looked at Fan Zheshan with a suspicious look on his face. He couldn't help it, so he gritted his teeth and said:
"Forget it if Fan Yi is not here. I came here today to see you, Uncle Fan. Can you let me go in first?"
Fan Zheshan looked up and down at the tall young man in front of him again, glanced sideways at his yard, and said:
"Come in with me."
Li Bai hurriedly followed, and just when the two of them sat down to drink the first cup of tea, the roar of the head of the Li family came from outside the Fan family door.
"Li Bai! Little bastard! Come out here! See if I don't break your legs today."
"And that old bustard! If you do anything bad, you have to do some shameful things. Let's see if I can demolish your brothel tomorrow! I'm really pissed off."
The head of the Li family kept scolding him, but he could still maintain some composure and did not break into the Fan family's mansion.
Fan Zheshan looked at Li Bai with a smile and chuckled:
"Nephew, it's not a problem for you to hide here. Otherwise, my uncle will go out with you. Don't worry. With my face, your father will never break your legs."
Li Bai was dejected and just sat there.
Fan Zhefu walked out from the gate with his hands behind his back. Seeing that the head of the Li family was still cursing, he took the initiative to greet him.
In the end, the two of them walked to the place where Fan Zheshan and the others were drinking tea. Fortunately, Fan Zheshan persuaded them, so the head of the Li family did not take action.
The four people discussed solemnly all morning, and finally reached an agreement on the initial alliance between the Fan and Li families.
The Ning family in Yuncheng was also very lively. They had prepared a sedan chair early in the morning, because Ning Beimen was going to personally escort Ning Jingxue to Ziyun Mountain today.
Ziyun Mountain is more than three thousand miles away from Yuncheng. It takes nearly half a month to go back and forth.
Ning Beimen has already made plans in his mind. He must establish a relationship with Ziyunshan Master no matter what this time. Not only is his daughter becoming an inner disciple, but he also wants Ziyunshan to protect Yuncheng.
Ning Beimen was well prepared this time and brought almost all the spiritual stones and treasures at his disposal.
Although Yuncheng is also a territory of Wuzong, if it can be protected by Ziyun Mountain, then even the three small sects and the two sects will have to worry about five or six points.
When Ning Beimen takes over as the city lord of Yuncheng, he will not only focus on the original resources, but also have a chess game planned in his heart.
When the chessboard was charged, the Fan family was the first to bear the brunt. For Ning Beimen, this bad breath could not be resolved, even if Rongcheng had a seventh-level monk like Fu Lao sitting in charge.
There are six carriages lined up in front and behind, and a total of eighteen martial arts masters are accompanying them. As long as what they encounter is not a big demon or a hybrid beast that has existed for hundreds of years, it will not be difficult to reach Ziyun Mountain.
The Lin family and the Shangguan family in Rongcheng are also preparing for the marriage of their children. The relationship between the major families in Rongcheng is becoming more and more subtle, and there is simply an undercurrent.
Fortunately, not many people know about the news that the city lord Qin Sheng is leaving, otherwise Rongcheng will be in chaos.
Early next morning.
In the main hall of the city lord's mansion, Qin Sheng and the mansion elder were sitting opposite each other drinking tea, but the expression on Qin Sheng's face was a bit complicated.
Qin Sheng asked:
"Master Fu, you said that Fan Yi's way of practicing breathing is very weird. He can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but he just can't form a Qi Palace. This is a bit troublesome."
"If I pass on the position of city lord to him, how can I convince everyone if he only has the cultivation of the three realms?"
The old man rubbed the tea cup and then replied:
"I checked a lot of books last night, and one of them recorded something. It said that after the human monks opened up the Qi Palace, if the original Qi Palace did not disappear completely, they would not be able to form a new Qi Palace again."
"In addition, it is recorded in the book that there was once a powerful human race who used secret methods to hide his Qi palace in order to follow the path of a pure martial artist. This way he could suppress his realm and not break through, thus forcing himself to cultivate his physical body and become a saint with his physical body."
Qin Sheng's brows furrowed even more when he heard what the elder said.
To become a saint in the physical body is to be a martial arts saint, not to mention whether this method is naive or not.
As far as the human race is concerned, it seems that no martial artist has ever reached such a height in thousands of years.
Even the Martial Immortal King, the Lord of the Nether Realm, seemed unable to become a saint physically.
Qin Sheng already had a vague guess in his heart at this moment, so he asked:
"What Mr. Fu means is that Fan Yi's Qi Mansion has not actually disappeared, but has been hidden by some secret method. It seems that the Fan family has hidden it deeply enough."
"I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for the people of Rongcheng."
Fu Lao also had the same conjecture, but Fu Lao's view was completely different from Qin Sheng's.
Even he himself couldn't explain clearly. He felt that Fan Yi was someone who could definitely be entrusted with important tasks.
As for giving a reason, I can't give one.
The old man comforted Qin Sheng and said:
"Don't worry, City Lord. I am still in charge of Rongcheng. As long as you give a secret order, if the Fan family or Fan Yi are inhumane, I will never be merciful."
Qin Sheng stared at Mr. Fu for a long time. He nodded, and finally seemed to have made a very difficult decision.
Fan Yi had already been exhausted from the battle with the one-horned black-scaled python. In addition, he had a medicinal cauldron to repair and recover, so he had a good night's sleep.
Fan Yi pushed open the door, strode towards the flower bed in the yard, stretched and yawned contentedly.
Started walking and practicing boxing again.
