Chapter 14 Fudo Peak's Teacher's Brother

Fang Junmei turned his head and looked out the door.

I saw a young monk in his thirties, walking towards the hall.

This young man was born handsome and chic.

Eight feet long, wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with the Yunhe pattern, a white ribbon tied around his waist, and long black hair, tied at random, most of them fell behind his head, and the small half were scattered in front, adding a bit of lazy taste to his elegance.

The face is like white jade, the outline is soft, and the two eyes, like two clear springs, are inlaid on the face, shining with a sparkling smile.

The bridge of the nose is high, two glances at the green beard, and a mysterious smile escapes from the corner of the mouth, which is definitely not because of Fang Junmei, as if this person will always be like this, full of the charm of a mature man.

Elegant, handsome, confident.

Between the actions, slowly and calmly, he didn't care about the elders in the hall.

The white-robed young man was also looking at Fang Junmei, as if he was quite satisfied, and nodded at him.

......

As soon as the elders came, when they saw this person coming, their pupils were condensed, and their hearts were all chuckled, only the old way of the Tianhe River was unfathomable.

Worst!

How did you forget that.

"Lan Zhou has seen the master and uncle, and all the uncles, uncles and aunts!"

After entering the hall, the white-robed young man saluted everyone, and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.

None of them spoke.

"If you elders have no other opinions, according to your agreement with us Fudo Peak, I will pick him. ”

The white-robed young man said with a spring breeze on his face.

"Lan Zhou, your uncle and my subordinate disciples, none of them are successful, this kid, you can give it to my uncle——"

Tianfeng Daoren wrinkled his brows, and said pitifully, he didn't know what the agreement was, even if he was hot, he could only ask the other party to give in.

"No, I just want him!"

The white-robed young man was concise and to the point.

"Ahem...... Lanzhou teacher and nephew ......"

Tianhe Lao Dao coughed dryly, and said something more.

"Uncle Boss wants to repent?"

The white-robed young man suddenly turned cold, and said with a bit of resentment and dissatisfaction.

These few words blocked the words under the old road of Tianhe, making him speechless.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became strange, and the few people who were fighting for Fang Junmei like naughty children before were all complicated at this moment, as if they had become the most unpredictable old fox,

Tianhe Lao Dao's face also sank, and after his eyes flickered for a while with some complicated eyes, he glanced at Fang Junmei with some reluctance, and said lightly: "That's it, after all, we are sorry for your master, and after Junmei, you will be the disciple of Fudo Peak." ”

"Thank you, Uncle. ”

The white-robed young man said expressionlessly, not seeing much thanks, but a little gloomy, completely different from the feeling when he entered the door.

"So we will leave, little brother, come with me. ”

The white-robed young man said to Fang Junmei again, and walked towards the outside of the hall first.

Fang Junmei was confused, he didn't understand the meaning of this sudden change in the scene at all, he glanced at the Tianhe Old Dao next to him, and after he nodded, he followed.

In the main hall, a group of elders exchanged glances, and their expressions were helpless and complicated.

Tianhe's old gaze was faintly painful, could it be that Fang Junmei was really so good?

......

Fang Junmei and the white-robed youth, one after the other, walked on the stone path in the mountain, and the atmosphere was silent to a little strange.

The direction of this stone path seems to be a little remote, and at a glance, there are no more guards, nor do you see other disciples coming and going.

The scenery is getting quieter, the white clouds are increasing, and the mountains and wilderness are quiet.

After a while, Fang Junmei couldn't help but say, "Junmei below-"

"My name is Fan Lanzhou, and after I have visited my master, I am your second senior brother. ”

The white-robed young man interrupted Fang Junmei's words, and said in a very fast tone, which was diametrically opposed to Wen Run's appearance.

"I've seen Brother Fan. ”

Fang Junmei arched his hand slightly.

Fan Lanzhou nodded and said, "Do you know why I want you to enter my master's seat?"

Not because of my kendo talent?

Fang Junmei said in his heart, but of course he was embarrassed to say it, and he didn't praise himself so much, for a while, he didn't answer immediately.

Fan Lanzhou had already said to himself: "You must not think that I have taken a fancy to your kendo talent on Luofu Mountain, I just don't want those old guys to have a good time, what they want, I just don't let them get it." ”

In the depths of the words, there is a certain hatred.

Fang Junmei's scalp was numb when he heard this, and he had a bad feeling, could it be that this person has a grudge against those people, or is he a madman who is elegant on the outside, but perverted on the inside?

But thinking about Tianhe Lao Dao's words before, he still felt that the old guy was more powerful, and all this was already expected by him.

"I'm just going to fight this breath!"

Fan Lanzhou added.

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, and he caught that this person's footsteps had suddenly accelerated a little, and his emotions were obviously fluctuating. In fact, Fan Lanzhou's face in front of him was indeed a little cold and hideous at the moment.

"So-little brother, after getting started, Hugh thinks that I will take extra care of you, and it is up to you to go so far in cultivation. ”

Fan Lanzhou said again.

Fang Junmei smiled and nodded.

He was originally a very dignified man, and he was not a hairy boy who had not experienced wind and waves, so naturally he would not expect anything extra to take care of.

Fan Lanzhou never looked back, but as if he could see every movement of Fang Junmei's eyebrows clearly, after he nodded, he also nodded slightly.

At this point, his walking speed slowed down again.

......

The white clouds in front of him became thicker and thicker, and even the shadows of the mountains on both sides gradually disappeared, as if they were about to walk into a sea of clouds.

"Keep up and don't take the wrong step. ”

Fan Lanzhou whispered.

Fang Jun's eyebrows gathered his eyes, looked at the clouds and mist in front of him, and soon saw that a few zhang away, a suspension bridge made of ropes and wooden planks, which only allowed two people to pass side by side, led to the depths of the clouds and mist, and he didn't know how long.

After a few steps, we got on the suspension bridge.

The clouds flickered and the wind whistled. This suspension bridge, I don't know how high it is in the air, Fang Junmei has already walked quite steadily, and he still can't stop swaying, replaced by a timid mortal, I'm afraid that he will be scared to pee immediately.

Looking through the gap in the clouds and mist, the earth below is at least four or five hundred zhang away, and this suspension bridge is actually built between two peaks, which can really be called a miracle of construction.

Fang Junmei did not look timid, but his eyes lit up, surging with infinite pride, this is the place he will stay, this is the world he longs for.

This unsuccessful senior brother crossed five or six bridges in a row, passed through five or six peaks, high and low, and finally arrived at his destination.

"This is our immovable peak. ”

After Fan Lanzhou stopped, he said softly, with strong emotion.

Fang Junmei has a clear vision at this moment, and the scene in front of him can be seen clearly, this does not move the peak, there are no clouds and mist, and the terrain position can be seen, not too high, and the peak is not too majestic and precipitous, but it is extraordinarily spread, giving people a feeling of stability, as if it will never shake and fall.

On the top of the mountain, the high trees stand, the flowers are in full bloom, a large hall, several partial houses, than the long fence wall enclosed in it, all are quaint and abnormal, standing under the trees not far away, high and low, staggered.

Looking down, this immovable peak seems to have dozens of miles in radius, verdant and verdant, no people, but there are many mountain cliffs and waterfalls, and there are hidden sounds of birds and beasts.

"This mountain is the most important place for us to be on the Fudo Peak, usually only me, my master, and the third junior brother are here. The little sister is in her own residence, on the mountainside below, and you will naturally see it later. But they're all waiting for you at the master's place today."

Fang Junmei nodded and said, "Why didn't you mention Senior Brother?"

Fan Lanzhou fell silent.

After a while, he suddenly turned his head, stared at Fang Junmei and said, "He is the reason why I want you to join Fudo Peak." Also, don't mention him again. ”

The look is serious, not a joke.

Fang Junmei was stunned when he heard this, this immovable peak, the feeling he felt was getting stranger and stranger.

......

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Fan Lanzhou pointed a few fingers at the door of the courtyard before pushing the door in.

The two of them went to the side room at the highest point, and a hundred feet away, a man came in from the temple.

One man and one woman.

The man was also in his thirties, wearing a yellow gown, tall, rugged-looking, with a full face of stubble, a wine trough nose, and a green gourd hanging from his waist, and seemed to be a good drinker.

The man had a weed in his mouth, chewing boredly, with a pair of big eyes, looking at Fang Jun's eyebrows with interest.

"You're just a little junior brother, and your appearance is good, compared to the second one. ”

The man in the yellow shirt said with a smile, his voice was hoarse, his hands were raised high, and he was pillow behind his head, which was a little uninhibited.

The woman was a petite, fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl-like person, wearing a yellow embroidered floral shirt, hanging down to her knees, covered with green smoke yarn on her shoulders, and yellow leather boots, with a delicate and lovely appearance, neat bangs combed in front of her forehead, two crescent-like eyes, looking Fang Jun's eyebrows up and down, and smiling smartly.

"Little junior brother, how old are you, why do you look so old?

The woman also opened her mouth to speak, her voice was crisp and crisp, and there was a hint of a narrow smile in her watery crescent moon eyes.

Fang Junmei heard the immodest greeting of the two of them who didn't have the imaginary immortals, and smiled, not knowing how to answer.

Needless to say, the two of them are the third senior brother and the little junior sister.

The woman had already jumped up, grinned, and said with a pair of cute pear nests: "Little junior brother, I heard that you are extremely talented in swordsmanship, and you can see through the flaws of the flower sword technique at a glance, why don't I make a set of sword tricks, you can take a look, how many flaws are there?"

Zheng!

Before the words fell, the woman had already drawn the long sword behind her and was about to dance.

"Don't mess around, get down to business first. ”

That Fan Lanzhou scolded with a straight face.

When the woman heard this, her interest suddenly disappeared, she glanced at Fan Lanzhou, snorted again, and put away her sword.

......

These three people are all a little weird, and Fang Junmei is even more curious, what kind of character is this teacher he will worship, and what is going on with the senior brother who doesn't want to mention it again.