When she observed the two of them, the two of them were also observing her, seeing that it was a strong man with a beard on his face, the man in black frowned, but the woman was a little interested in her, Fang Junyao pretended not to see the interest in her eyes, and opened his mouth to invite: "Two fellow Daoists, the night is cold, why don't you come and roast the fire?" ”

The woman twisted her thin waist and sat down, and the man in black frowned again, and stepped forward to sit opposite Fang Junyao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Through the firelight, Fang Junyao couldn't see his expression clearly, but it was obvious that this person was wary of her, but the woman, who was not afraid at all beside the two men, leaned closer to Fang Junyao, pinched the girl's voice and asked her vividly: "This Taoist friend is your surname, I don't know which immortal sect it is from?" ”

Fang Jun glanced at the woman's body that was being tested this way, and said in a rough voice: "Ding Zen Sect lay disciple, don't have your surname Zhang." ”

Dingzen Buddhism is all Buddhist cultivation, the woman paused, and said with a smile: "It's all fate to meet here, Zhang Daoyou, what treasure are you looking for here?" ”

This greeting is really stupid, they are all here to hunt for treasures, who will tell their purpose bluntly? Fang Junyao moved his buttocks, "No comment." ”

The woman's face was a little distorted in the firelight, and then the three of them quieted down, and the man in black kept his presence to a minimum, and roasted the fire without saying a word.

"This little brother, do you really need that wonderful heart fruit just now? If I'm not in a hurry, I'll exchange three medium-grade spirit stones with you? ”

The man in black moved, "Don't change." ”

Fang Junyao lowered his eyes and grabbed another grass and threw it into the fire, the flame suddenly rose, the woman was startled, Fang Junyao was also busy stumbling back, looking back at the ground, she had just pulled a straw, this grass looked like hay, but it was very easy to ignite.

The man in black glanced over here, obviously thinking that Fang Junyao had helped him out of the siege, and nodded.

The woman was interrupted and couldn't answer again, and finally fell completely silent.

The night passed like this, there were strangers there, no one dared to meditate and cultivate, after dawn, Fang Junyao still maintained the appearance of a bearded strong man, and when he said goodbye, the man in black looked at her several times, and said in a low voice: "Since Daoyou is a disciple of Dingzen Sect, it is better to hurry back to the sect." ”

Then he turned and walked away.

Fang Junyao touched her chin, the beard felt good, she looked at the back of the man in black and thought, this is telling her that Dingzen is in trouble?

Fang Junyao nodded, anyway, she was idle, it was better to go to Dingzen Buddhism to see the excitement first, Dingzen Sect's little apprentice Jing'an, who had some friendship with her at the beginning, should be a visit to the old man.

Going down the mountain, the scenery under the Cloud Cliff Mountain is still unchanged for hundreds of years, there are monks doing business here, and there are monks going up and down the mountain, Fang Junyao originally wanted to summon Lan Yi, and his heart moved, Lan Yi is her sword, maybe those who are looking for her will find her because of this, so he summoned Qingni, and the sword left here.

She hadn't flown with a sword for many years, but now that she had a sword, Fang Junyao felt that her heart was depressed, and she couldn't help but look at it, the mountains and rivers were still like that, a hundred years was just a moment between heaven and earth, she put away the excitement in her heart, and accelerated towards Ding Zen Buddhism.

Along the way, he kept encountering monks who were hurrying with various magic weapons, some of those monks were disciples of Taoism, some were disciples of Buddhism, Fang Junyao was mixed in them, and finally arrived at Dingzen Buddhism after the third day.

A hundred years ago, she came here with her master to participate in the marriage ceremony of Master Lonely, and the crowds of outsiders in Dingzen Buddhism were very lively.

Fang Junyao chose a restaurant and walked in.

The restaurant was overcrowded, and Xiao Er stepped forward and said with an embarrassed face: "This Taoist chief, I'm really sorry, the shop is full." ”

"Is anyone willing to share a table? I'm really hungry when I'm in a hurry," Fang Junyao said in a rough voice, Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, this person looked very vicious, but his tone was very kind, he hurriedly turned around and asked, and came back after a while, saying that someone was willing to share the table.

Fang Junyao strode forward, that person looked like a scholar, but Fang Junyao noticed the fluctuations in the aura on this person's body, so he thanked him, Dama Jindao sat down, and said in a loud voice: "Little Er, bring the menu!" This brother, thank you for half of the table, I invited you today! ”

The young scholar Tsing Yi had ink hair, and when he heard this, he politely refused, "It's just a table, and the Taoist friend is polite." ”

After ordering the food, Xiao Er quickly brought the food up, Fang Junyao picked up the chopsticks, grabbed a piece of pig's trotter and took a bite.

The scholar glanced up at her.

Fang Junyao paused, it was so difficult to pretend to be a man, it was okay to walk with the wind in a rough voice, but when she ate, she almost exposed the stuffing, she threw the chopsticks aside, and directly grabbed the pig's trotters with her hands and gnawed them.

The hands were greasy after a meal, and there were rice grains and vegetable residues sticking to his beard, Fang Junyao asked Xiao Er for a basin of water and washed it clean, and then said to the scholar with a smile: "Brother, the eldest brother is a rough man, I laughed." ”

"It's okay," replied the scholar as he swallowed the food in his mouth gently.

As he was talking, a voice came from the table next to him, "You say, when will this Zen sect hand over that pure peace?" ”

Hand over the net peace? Fang Junyao's ears immediately pricked up when he heard the familiar name.

"Hey, who knows, Master Silent Wu insists on refusing now, then Rao Chengshuang is also crazy, this is the first few people he has offended, he is not afraid that these sects will join forces to destroy him?"

"Speaking of which, Rao Chengshuang should be very powerful in the background, otherwise how could an unknown monk who was wanted a hundred years ago come up with so much money!"

The scholar in Tsing Yi glanced over there and did not speak.

Fang Junyao listened carefully, and couldn't help but ask the scholar in a low voice when he heard the words: "Brother, do you know who Rao Chengshuang is?" And what's that wanted thing? ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi put down the teacup in his hand, "Rao Chengshuang is a person who suddenly became hot a hundred years ago, he became famous because he issued a wanted warrant, the wanted warrant is Fang Junyao, a female disciple of Xuanqingmen, and the wanted warrant states that as long as someone provides Fang Junyao's traces, whether it is true or not, there will be a reward." ”

"That's not a fool, whether it's true or not, there will be a reward, then he has made a bloody investment, what about later? Did Fang Junyao find it? Fang Junyao asked with interest, she was really curious about how this matter ended.

"No, back then, Fang Junyao's traces were all over the Qingchen Realm, there were not enough people, and the woman was too cunning, Rao Chengshuang didn't find her." The scholar in Tsing Yi said, and picked up the tea again.