There was a painful expression on the old man's face.
said:
"The news came from Wuzong that Lord Qin died in battle."
Hear the words.
Fan Yi and Li Bai were shocked on the spot by this sentence.
Li Bai asked with a trembling voice:
"Old City Lord Qin died in the battle? How is this possible?"
Fan Yi pretended to be calm. He slowly picked up the wine glass and wanted to take a sip of strong wine to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
But when he just 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 anger, and said angrily:
"As stated in Wuzong's secret order, Qin Junzhe and Wuzong's disciples went to the demon realm to perform a mission. On the way, their whereabouts were exposed and they encountered a big demon."
"The big demon cut off the heads of Qin Junzhe and Wuzong disciples, and now their bodies are still hanging on the boundary stakes."
"No one of the great monks from the human race dares to take back the body. This is simply a great shame and humiliation for our human race!"
Fan Yi failed to drink the wine, but slammed it on the table and said:
"What state is that big demon in? Why is no one collecting the body?"
The old man replied:
"The great demon is only at the seventh level. As for why no one collects the corpse, it's all because of fear! When did the human race reach such a state of decline?"
Fan Yi stood up suddenly.
He looked at the elder and said:
"Old Qin is kind to my Fan family. Since no one is willing to collect the corpse, I will go!"
As he said that, he was about to walk out of the courtyard gate.
Li Bai was a little at a loss. He didn't have many complicated emotions towards Qin Shengjun.
I just heard that the old city lord of Rongcheng died, and when I thought about my current status, I shouldn't stay out of it, but I didn't know what to do.
The old man shouted:
"Fan Yi, sit down! Listen to what I have to say. You are so impulsive and have lost the character of a monk!"
Fan Yi stood there, his eyes filled with anger.
The old man stretched out his hand and pulled the young man back to his seat.
After a moment of silence, he said:
"Why would I ask you to collect the body of Lord Qin?"
"Now you are not even qualified to stand in the demon realm! Why do you have the ability to collect corpses for City Lord Qin?"
"I'm telling you this not to let you show off. I'm telling you that experience can have a purpose, but it should have a purpose."
"I have already sent a letter to Wuzong, begging you to be accepted as an inner disciple of Wuzong. The mountain is high and the road is far away. If we can build a great road, we must remember to send back the body of Lord Qin."
"Can you promise me?"
Fan Yi listened to the old man's words, and the turmoil in his heart gradually subsided.
He replied with firm eyes:
"If I can build a great road, I will definitely bring Qin Laocheng back to Rongcheng for burial. Please rest assured, Mr. Fu."
The old man nodded, then picked up his wine glass and drank a glass of wine with the two young men in front of him.
continued:
"This trip is extremely dangerous. Originally, I wanted you to be able to at least break through the five realms under my nose before letting you go. But I know that you have decided to go, so I won't keep you here today."
As he spoke, the old man took out a letter from his pocket, handed it to the young man and said:
"This is a letter of recommendation written by me in my handwriting. As long as you arrive at the Wuzong Mountain Gate and present the letter to Master Zhou Tong, he will handle the matter of joining the sect for you."
"Fan Yi, once you step outside the boundaries of Rongcheng, you will no longer be the lord of Rongcheng. When you go to the outside world, you only have a pair of fists to use. Think more about everything and don't act on impulse. Don't be impetuous, let alone Be arrogant!"
When the Fu Lao gave instructions, his eyes were extremely stern.
Fan Yi put the letter into the Fangcun Tiger Card, stood up, bowed to Fu Lao San, and said:
"The elder of the government often writes to me. If there are changes in Rongcheng, I will definitely come back!"
The old man waved his hand and said:
"I and the elders are here in Rongcheng. If anyone dares to attack, you only need to worry about yourself!"
"By the way, I also want to hear your thoughts on the candidate for the head position of Rongcheng City."
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 is the deputy city lord of Rongcheng. Now that Brother Li is allowed to take over Rongcheng, it is justified."
Li Bai hurriedly waved his hand and replied nervously:
"City Lord, Mansion Elder. I still owe you some support, so I'm afraid I won't be able to take on the important task. I think Uncle Fan is more suitable."
Without waiting for Fan Yi to answer.
The old man looked at the young man Li Bai and asked for confirmation:
"Do you really think so in your heart?"
Li Bai's eyes flickered, but finally he shook his head.
This move made Fan Yi and Fu Lao smile.
The old man said solemnly:
"This is the right thing. A young man should be energetic and ambitious! Otherwise, how can he hold power, let alone protect peace?"
Fan Yi echoed and said:
"Brother Li just took over the position of city leader. As for my father and uncle, I will explain it to them, so you can just relax."
After Li Bai heard about it, he no longer had any worries. He just stood up and clasped his fists at the two of them, looking determined.
Answered:
"I am willing to take over as city leader!"
Fan Yi patted Li Bai on the shoulder, then looked at the elder and said:
"Tomorrow we only need to convene the council of elders to discuss matters. There is no need to announce the matter to the whole city."
"How did the old city master Qin leave Rongcheng? It's the same for me."
Hear the words.
The old man nodded happily.
The three of them continued drinking to drown their sorrows until late at night.
Early next morning.
At the meeting hall, all eight elders from Rongcheng have arrived.
The old man picked out a rough reason, but he saw that Fan Zhefu looked a little confused, and the same was true for Fan Zheshan.
At this time.
The old man said:
"I sent a letter to Wuzong. Master Zhou has agreed to accept Fan Yi as his inner disciple. This is a blessing for the whole Rongcheng."
"I understand how you all feel, but a heroic boy shouldn't be trapped in a life-long situation. Only by going out and practicing can he prove the truth."
"I ask you to assist City Master Li in the days to come. If you have any opinions, please feel free to speak up."
Fan Zhefu didn't care who was the leader of the city. As a member of the Presbyterian Church, this title was enough, and the path of cultivation was inherently lonely.
It's just that Fan Zhefu was a little angry. The decision came too suddenly, and the young man didn't discuss it with him at all.
No matter how much I say it, I still feel uneasy.
Fan Zhefu finally spoke:
"Now that the elder has made a decision, we should fully assist City Lord Li."
After the discussion, Fan Yi decided to leave the city in the evening.
The two Fan Zhefu brothers and the other elders walked into Fan Yi's inner courtyard one after another.
Fan Zhefu said angrily:
"Yi'er, why didn't you inform us in advance that you were leaving Rongcheng? Your uncle and I were not prepared at all."
Fan Zheshan shouted at the top of his lungs:
"That's right! It doesn't matter!"
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 son who took over as the city lord, so he had to be careful about what he said.
Fan Yi took everyone to the pavilion to drink tea and said with a smile:
"Father, don't worry. I'm just going to the Wuzong to practice, and it's not a separation between life and death. The elder also said that it is also the glory of Rongcheng that I can become an inner disciple of the Wuzong."
Hear the words.
Fan Zhefu's stern face finally softened a bit, but he warned:
"There are people outside the world, so don't be arrogant after you go out. If anything happens, just write back. Rongcheng will always be your home."
Several people chatted for a long time.
In the afternoon.
The young man rode a tall white horse, and his figure, under the care of the setting sun, made the old man look taller.
After Fan Yi left the city, he waved in the direction of the tower in Rongcheng, turned his head and never looked back.
The young man is already embarking on his own path of cultivation!
