Sir, Jing Wudi?
His Majesty?
Yu Shenzi thought he was hallucinating.
Where did your majesty come from?
Could it be Fan Li?
No, no, no, how is this possible?
Although the Qingyun Sect secludes itself from the world and does not participate in the disputes between various countries in the Central Plains, it occasionally sends disciples out into the mountains to collect supplies.
The Qingyun Sect also has a vague idea of the world's structure.
There is absolutely no royal family named 'Fan' in the whole world.
"Little friend Fan Li is only in the Golden Core realm now."
"In the past and present, how could there be an emperor in the Golden Core Realm?"
"Is it possible that Jing Wudi is sick and confused, or is there something wrong with the Changchun soup recipe passed down by the old Taoist ancestors?"
Yu Shenzi felt confused.
He would rather doubt his ancestor's prescription than believe that Fan Li is the emperor.
However, Fan Li's answer confirmed this fact!
"I love you." Fan Li raised his hand to support her.
"Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!" Jing Wudi bowed again and then stood up.
He looked at Fan Li and then at Lu Fubao beside Fan Li.
Just because he was unsure of Lu Fubao's identity in Dajin, Jing Wudi did not salute, but his eyes still maintained respect and loyalty.
Fan Li is in a great mood!
Although Jing Wudi was the only one left in Xuantian Sect, he finally surrendered to him.
really.
The next second, he received a system prompt.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for successfully recruiting Jing Wudi!"
"The [Dajin Supervisory Authority] mission is confirmed to be completed!"
"The mission reward has been fulfilled, the first-grade heaven-level assassination weapon [Fish Gut Sword]."
Fan Li's sleeves felt slightly heavy, and he felt that there was something extra.
He took it out and looked at it and found it was a sheathed dagger.
The shape of the dagger is simple and low-key. At first glance, it is unremarkable, just like a mediocre item.
But Fan Li knew that this was what the assassination weapon should look like.
Those weapons with gorgeous shapes and fancy decorations are often flashy waste products.
"Jing Wudi."
"I'm here!"
Fan Li smiled.
He ignored the stunned Jade God Son beside him and immediately spoke in the tone of an emperor.
"I will now confer you the title of President of the Supervisory Council of the Great Jin Dynasty."
"Official third grade."
"Give me the [Fish Gut Sword]."
"Set off with me today and return to the capital of Jin."
Jing Wudi knelt down again.
"My lord, I obey your order and thank you!"
He raised his hands to catch the Fish Intestine Sword given by Fan Li.
"Little friend Fan Li...uh..."
Yu Shenzi wanted to ask, but as soon as he said "Little friend Fan Li", he felt Jing Wudi looking at him with murderous eyes!
He was frightened for no reason!
what's the situation?
I have fought against Jing Wudi many times. His cultivation is at the ninth level of the Divine Transformation Realm, and he has always been weaker than me.
Even though the Xuantian Sect's martial arts were unique and their lethality was astonishing, the Jade Godzi had never felt a real sense of crisis.
But just now, Jing Wudi only glared at him, and Yu Shenzi felt a chill on his back, as if his head was going to move at any moment? !
Could it be that after half a month of recovering from his injuries, his cultivation level actually reached a breakthrough?
"Invincible, don't be rude to your seniors." Fan Li suddenly spoke.
"yes."
Jing Wudi responded, and the murderous aura around him suddenly disappeared, and Yu Shenzi also felt much lighter.
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and said habitually: "Little friend Fan Li, what on earth is going on?"
"Senior, are you asking about [Fish Gut Sword]?"
Fan Li didn't know if he had a problem with his reading comprehension or if he deliberately let the topic go astray.
"Fish Gut Sword."
"Seven inches long, one inch wide, and weighing one pound and seven taels."
"Heaven-level first-grade magic weapon, with two special effects: strange poison and bloodletting."
Fan Li explained patiently to the Jade God Son.
Hearing that it was a heaven-level magic weapon, the old Taoist's attention was diverted.
His expression changed several times, sometimes envious, sometimes depressed.
"You're so good. Jing Wudi survived the catastrophe. Is he really going to be blessed later?"
"Just for taking refuge with Fan Li, you were rewarded with a heaven-level spiritual treasure?"
"I think our Qingyun Sect has been established for thousands of years, but there is not a single spiritual treasure of this level."
Although the Jade God Son was envious, he would not kneel down to Fan Li because of this.
He remembered something again and looked around in the side hall.
"Where is the ice coffin containing Jing Ke's body?"
"Where did Jing Ke's body go?"
Fan Li also discovered it.
Half a month ago, in addition to Jing Wudi's residence, the side hall also contained Jing Ke's coffin.
Now, the body and the ice coffin have disappeared! ?
"The ice coffin has melted." Jing Wudi said expressionlessly.
"This is impossible!" Yu Shenzi was shocked. "It is carved from a whole block of black ice. It has just been replenished with spiritual energy recently. It will never melt."
Jing Wudi only looked at him lightly, but did not explain.
"I have inherited the secret technique of my ancestor "Yi Shuihan"."
"The remains of our ancestors have completed their mission and disappeared with the wind."
Fan Li was moved when he heard this, and secretly said that it was indeed the case!
He had already suspected that there must be a secret in Xuan Tian Sect's insistence on taking back Jing Ke's body.
This secret may only be solved by Jing Ke's bloodline.
Fan Li glanced at Yu Shenzi sympathetically.
The Qingyun Sect has worked hard for more than a thousand years, but it was all in vain.
"Senior, it's time for me to go." Fan Li suddenly said.
"Uh, huh?"
There were so many surprises today that Yu Shenzi's brain was a little numb.
It took him a long time to realize that Fan Li was actually going to leave?
However, there is still a large amount of unsettled accounts between Qingyun Sect and Fan Li.
Moreover, after being in contact with Fan Li these days, Yu Shenzi admired this handsome and elegant young nobleman very much, and felt that he had been friends for many years.
Just saying goodbye like this, Yu Shenzi was really reluctant to leave.
"That……"
The old man opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to collect the debt, and he couldn't save his face by trying to stay.
He has not forgotten that Fan Li also once attracted him.
Although he declined politely, did Fan Li just give up and stop fighting?
"The Xuantian Sect is gone, Jing Wudi will leave with little friend Fan Li."
"From now on, my Qingyun Sect family is left in the vast deserted mountains. How lonely and boring is it?"
Jade God Son sighed in his heart.
"Did Senior forget something?" Fan Li said with a smile: "I still owe Senior a large sum of money that has not yet been settled. Could it be that Senior doesn't want it anymore?"
Hearing this, the Jade God's face turned as red as pig liver.
But this was Fan Li taking the initiative to speak. He was a seasoned person in charge of such a large business, so how could he say no?
"My little friend wants to leave, and it's hard for me to keep you here."
"As for the fees in arrears... I believe in my little friend's character. When you have time in the future, remember to send someone to deliver them."
As Jade Godzi spoke, he couldn't help but look at Jing Wudi.
For this kind of work, sending Jing Wudi to run errands is most suitable. After all, he has lived in the mountains of Nanling for a long time and is familiar with the roads.
"How can we pass such a large sum of money on to someone else?"
Fan Li shook his head.
"Junior, please be brave and ask senior to come with me. After all, from now on, junior and Qingyun Sect are also considered neighbors. Senior just needs to recognize the door so that we can come and go frequently in the future."
Yu Shenzi was confused by these words.
"Neighbors? What neighbors?"
Nanling is known as the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but the only ones who have lived in the mountains for a long time are the Qingyun Sect and the Xuantian Sect. How can there be a third one?
Fan Li smiled and said: "A hundred miles north of Qingyun Sect, I have built a big city. Senior, please come with me. Firstly, I will visit the big city and give you some advice on construction. Secondly, I will stock up on all the materials that are owed to Qingyun Sect. It’s in the treasury in the city, please take it from me, senior.”
The long overdue second chapter~
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone~~
The mission is completed today, let’s go drink and eat meat~~~~
