Chapter 15 The Taste of Mountain Rain

Fan Lanzhou didn't introduce much, and led the three of them into the side room first.

With a sweep of his eyes, Fang Jun's eyebrows were immediately stunned again.

The furnishings in the room are simple, so there is no need to mention it, and the most special thing is that there is an old man lying on the wooden couch without moving.

This old man, about seven feet long, wore a simple gray robe, gray hair hanging down on the pillow, square face, wrinkles, and looked a little old, but other than that, there was really no anomaly.

And because of his closed eyes, of course, he can't see any brilliance.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were sensitive, and he could clearly feel that the old man was still breathing slightly, not dead, could it be that he was asleep?

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"He is our master - the Taoist man, who has been robbed and has been sinking into a strange slumber for more than two hundred years, you kowtow to him three times, it is considered to be the beginning, other etiquette, and when the master wakes up, you will make up for him personally. ”

Fan Lanzhou said.

I see.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, he felt that he was worshipping under such a master who had been sleeping for a long time, and he didn't know what he would achieve in the future, but the matter had come to this, and he couldn't help it.

"Disciple Fang Junmei, meet the master!"

Fang Junmei fell to his knees and kowtowed respectfully three times.

The stumbling man naturally didn't answer him.

After Fan Lanzhou took a few breaths in his voice, he said, "Get up." ”

Fang Junmei stood up.

Fan Lanzhou also introduced the rules in the door, which is nothing more than the old saying that respecting teachers and respecting teachers and not killing each other in the same door, and introduced senior brothers and sisters to Fang Junmei.

The man called Linghu into the wine, and the woman called Yang Xiaoslow.

"Old Five, in the future, the master will hand it over to you to take care of after cultivation, there are a few partial houses on the peak, except for me and Linghu, you can choose one to live in at will, if you are not satisfied, you can find the land to build it yourself." Linghu, the matter of the fifth child's cultivation will be handed over to you. ”

Fan Lanzhou said in a slightly cold voice, then ignored the three of them and turned away.

"I'm going to cultivate too!"

Linghu Jinjiu shouted at his back, pulling the broken gong in his throat, with a reluctant expression.

Fan Lanzhou ignored it.

"Third Senior Brother, then it's hard for you. ”

That Yang Xiaoslow, with a bit of naughty Chao Linghu into the wine, smiled, squeezed his eyes at Fang Junmei, and quipped: "Senior brother, my cultivation place is in the Hundred Flowers Valley on the southeast mountainside, take the time to find fault with me." ”

After that, I also went.

In the side room, except for the sleeping Taoist, only Fang Junmei and Linghu were left to drink.

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The two of them stared at each other, Fang Junmei didn't know where to start for a while, but at this moment, the stomach croaked, and the feeling of hunger came.

Ling Hu Jin glanced at him drunken and hazy, wrapped his wrist, and didn't know where to find a palm-sized porcelain bottle, threw it to Fang Junmei and said: "This bottle of Chinese medicine, called Stomach Pill, take one pill, it can be worth ten days of hunger, I can't use it for a long time, let's give it to you together, but after eating, you have to find your own way, either foraging for food by yourself, or upgrading your cultivation earlier, and then you don't have to suffer from mortal hunger." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother. ”

Fang Junmei took it and thanked him, and immediately lifted the lid, only to see that there were about a dozen green pill-like pills in the bottle, the size of a fingernail, and the fragrance came to the nose.

The immortal elixir is really magical.

Fang Junmei poured out a pill and swallowed it, the pill melted in his mouth, and the warm and strange aura drilled into his abdomen, and after a while, he felt that the feeling of hunger was scattered.

"Come with me, since you are a beginner, I will take you to pick up a few things for new beginners first. ”

Linghu Jinjiu walked outside the courtyard, I don't know what kind of trick he recited, and a white cloud suddenly rose under his feet, holding him up out of thin air.

"Old Five, come up!"

Linghu drank and sighed.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were bright, and when he heard the voice, he only felt extremely excited, he was going to try the taste of flying in the sky today.

Ling Hu Jinjiu looked at his excited appearance, and his eyes showed a little satisfaction for the first time.

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept over, and then fell on the cloud, the feeling under his feet was like stepping on cotton wool, but he didn't step on it, that feeling was really indescribable.

"Gone. ”

Linghu said again in the wine, drove the white clouds, supported the two, and went in a certain direction.

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This is the first time that Fang Junmei is awake, riding the clouds and skimming the sky, and the unreal feeling swells up in his heart, looking at the vast mountains and rivers below and the small figure, that feeling is beyond all his imagination.

Ling Hu Jinjiu deliberately sped up a few speeds, but after Fang Junmei shook violently a few times, he stood firmly, both bold and knew how to use strength, if he couldn't even pass this small level, it would be too bad.

On this road, from time to time, there were other monks, passing through the sky, or sword light, or stepping on white clouds, or riding spirit birds, and when they saw Fang Junmei, they all cast meaningful eyes and smiled very strangely. There were not many people who greeted Linghu into the wine.

Linghu Jinjiu didn't explain anything to Fang Junmei.

Soon, the two came to another mountain, which was much more lively, with houses and figures coming in and out, like a big bazaar. At a glance, there are no less than hundreds of people, most of them carrying long swords, and many of them even have similar sword systems, living up to the name of the sword school.

"This is the Deacon Peak, a cadre of deacons of our Taoyuan Sword Sect are all assigned and handed over here, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the Punishment Hall, etc., and there are also some other places for the disciples in the sect to trade, you can come and see for yourself if you are free in the future. ”

A brief introduction to Linghu into wine.

The two of them came over, and I don't know how much attention they attracted.

"Is that the kid?"

"It doesn't look very good. ”

"Do you mean, uncle, they have lost their eyes, or do you have better eyesight than they do?"

"Senior brother said carefully, I have no such intention. ”

"I'm kidding you, hahaha. ”

The sound of discussion came from below, and it sounded mostly joking, but no matter how Fang Junmei listened, he could feel the strong smell of mutual vigilance and competition.

In this peach blossom paradise, it is by no means a peaceful and peaceful place for retirement, and if you want to gain a foothold, you need to have strong strength.

The place where it landed was in front of a high-rise building without a plaque, and the white clouds were removed, and Ling Hu didn't say anything when he entered the wine, and walked directly towards the door with Fang Junmei.

After the two entered the door, the discussion on the peak became louder and louder.

"I heard that this kid made Li Siqi, the king and grandson, lose a lot of face last time. If he was accepted as an apprentice by the sect master or other elders, Li Siqi naturally didn't dare to do anything to him. But he has entered the door, and he is afraid that he will have to suffer a lot in the future. ”

Under a big tree hundreds of zhang, a green robe, a black robe, and two young men stood side by side, and the black-robed young man said.

This person is slender, with a narrow and handsome face, revealing a bit of cruel taste, and when he stands there straight, it is like a sword out of the sheath. The corners of his mouth smiled evilly, and his gaze in the direction of the tall building was full of deep meaning.

The news from this mountain spread quickly.

"Senior brother, why did I feel your fighting spirit, could it be that this newcomer who has not yet started cultivating can also be interested in you?"

The young man in Tsing Yi is much gentler, with a medium stature and medium appearance, but he gives people a more stable feeling, and he speaks slowly and logically.

"No kidding. ”

The black-robed young man snorted coldly and said: "Seeing through the few flaws of the Flower Sword Technique, there is nothing remarkable, not to mention that Li Siqi is a waste of the show, among the fellow monks of the Taoyuan Sword Sect, the only thing that can interest me is the guy from Gu Xijin and Fudo Peak, but unfortunately he has already betrayed the sect!"

When the young man in Tsing Yi heard this, he smiled slightly and said: "Senior brother, the other few people in Fudo Peak have strange temperaments, and they rarely make moves, maybe they have a very strong hidden strength, and if you face them, be careful to suffer a big loss." ”

"Know, know. ”

The black-robed young man said impatiently, as if he thought of something, and suddenly smiled and said: "It has not been many years since the next big competition in the door, in the past, they could not participate, but this time, they will definitely participate, just to see how they are doing!"

"Why did Senior Brother say that?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said strangely.

The black-robed young man said: "The rules in the door, the peak masters, change once in a hundred years." Outer Elders can challenge Inner Elders to qualify. Because their master was asleep, this challenge fell on the disciples. The first two times, that guy was alone, and he kept the name of Fudo Peak. Now that he's gone, Fan Lanzhou and them must play. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded.

"If they still want to hold a lot of sects to worship, and they don't have to do any tasks, they must show their strength to cultivate comfortably. ”

The black-robed young man said again.

"Let's go, I've been out for too long today, and I have to go back to practice. ”

The two of them sacrificed their flying swords and flew away in the air.

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In the tall building, entering the hall, there were several rooms, the doors were closed, Ling Hu didn't knock on the door when he entered the wine, and directly pushed the door into one of them with Fang Junmei.

The monk in the door, is a short and strong middle-aged man, his appearance is quite good, but between the eyebrows, there is a bit of flying and domineering appearance, before the two enter the door, it seems to be calculating something, the door suddenly opened, although this person was not frightened, but his face was obviously displeased.

"Linghu into the wine, have you drunk too much horse urine?

The middle-aged man said angrily.

"Between you and me, we have long looked at each other unpleasantly, and we pretend to be close and polite, and give him what my little junior brother should give him when he is a new student, and we will leave immediately, do you think Uncle Ben likes to stay in the same room with you?"

Linghu Jinjiu seems to be a scheming rectum, and he picks it through with a big grin, looking like he is not afraid of heaven and earth.

The corners of Fang Jun's eyebrows hooked slightly, and he said in his heart that this senior brother is also a wonderful person, but this scheming appearance may not be true.