(3rd Update)

Fang Junmei was in the shops, watching at random

Although he is open-minded, he doesn't mind what other people think of him, but wherever he goes, he is looked at like a monkey, and his face gradually darkens

After only shopping for half an hour, I returned to the store and practiced and sat down

As for the matter of choosing, I don't want to think about it for the time being

......

Time passed day by day

In the blink of an eye, it was three days, and in these three days, no forces came to see Fang Junmei, and those small forces were a little self-aware

On this day, that is, when Fang Junmei had to give Tongtian Pavilion an answer, either choose them or not, and give a happy word

In the early morning of this day, Fang Junmei was still meditating, and the Tower of Babel had already ushered in a monk who had sent away a **

An old man, with the light of the sword, came from the west and also entered the light curtain of the Tower of Babel

This man was an old man more than six feet tall, wearing a short coat, with a thin body, gray hair, and a wrinkled face, as if he was old enough to die

But the spirit is very good, when he walks with his hands on his back, his gait is leisurely and calm, coupled with a deep smile like a harmless man hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his two shining eyes are vivid, as if he is a lewd magic stick, or a cunning old thief

Although the appearance is not very good, the breath is very vast, as if it is a lofty mountain

Compared with the Gray Mirror Division, Liubaizi and other late-stage Longmen monks are all stronger, but they don't seem to have reached the level of the early stage of mortal transformation

After landing, the old man slowly walked towards the tower

......

"Who is this senior, what a strong breath o"

"I don't know, but is it for that one?"

"I feel that there is a sharp meaning coming from his breath, it should also be a sword cultivator, even if he didn't come for him before, if he knows his affairs, he will definitely be moved."

One tall and one short, two young people, the monk in the late stage of the floating dust came out, and when he saw the old man, he couldn't help but whisper

"You two juniors, come over to me"

The old man heard it clearly, and after a flash of essence in his eyes, he stopped his figure, hooked his withered fingers at the two of them, and rolled his strange eyes, as if the old monkey was pointing the way

But in the old voice, there is a majesty in it

When the two juniors heard this, they were cold, and their cold hair stood erect

If you don't say these two sentences, you will provoke him, right?

But thinking that this is still within the scope of the reserve, the two of them calmed down for a while, and hurriedly put a smile on their faces, and approached the past in a hurry

"I've seen a senpai o"

"I don't know what the seniors commanded."

The two of them nodded and bowed, looking respectful

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Let me ask you, you two, have you seen her recently?"

After speaking, the old man stretched out his hand into the void, and a light mirror appeared, and a young woman dressed in white appeared in the mirror

"I've seen it, I've seen it"

The two of them only glanced at it, and nodded their heads again and again like chickens pecking rice

"Where is she?"

The old man shouted

The tall young man said: "Three days ago, she chased the flower lark here, shot in the light curtain, and was injured by the guard's seniors and fell unconscious——"

"She was injured and unconscious, and then what?"

The old man seemed to be an anxious man, grabbed the junior, shouted and asked, blew his beard and glared, and slapped him with a wave-like breath

“...... And then she ...... was ...... by that one The predecessors saved, and now ...... It seems that he is still healing in the room of the Cloud Residence Building......"

The tall young man was caught by him, and he trembled like chaff in horror, and he couldn't say anything

"Which senior?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and asked again

The short young man said at this moment: "It's the senior we just talked about, he is only in the middle of the Dao fetus, and he has already lost his blood in the way of the sword, and he came to the east of the Longduan Mountain Range to seek the Tao, and he is the one who saved the female senior."

"How is it possible to drain blood in the middle of the Dao fetus?"

The old man's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief

"Senior, it's true, the seniors of the major factions in the building, in order to grab him into the door, almost didn't fight"

The short young man said with some pompous expression

When the old man heard this, he stayed there, so shocked that he was a little speechless, and his eyes flashed with a strange look of thought

After a few breaths, I don't know what came to mind, the light in the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter......

“...... Senior, can you let me go?"

The tall young man said a word with trepidation

The old man came back to his senses, staring at the two of them with sharp eyes: "Let me ask you, that kid, have you decided which sect to enter now?"

The short young man said: "It is said that he is still thinking, in the past three days, there has been no movement, and he has not visited anyone, so there should be no one."

"God help me, haha!"

The old man laughed loudly, his eyebrows fluttered, and he grinned two rows of yellow teeth

Swish!

He threw the tall young man away and rushed towards the tower, as if he were a living monkey who had gone crazy

......

The old man's breath was vast, and after rushing in, it was as if a gust of wind swept by, blowing many monks staggering and standing unsteadily

By the time he opened his eyes to look, the old man had already gone straight to the upper floor

When I arrived at Yunju Building, I asked Mingzhuang Xiu'er's room, and when I arrived in front of the room, I banged on the door heavily

Soon, Zhuang Xiuer opened the door and came out

"Grandpa, how did you find it?"

Zhuang Xiu'er was surprised

"If Grandpa doesn't come again, you're going to be bullied to death by that little pervert of the flower lark o tell you not to run around, but don't listen to me"

The old man shouted angrily

It turned out that he was Zhuang Xiu'er's grandfather, the current sect master of the Panxin Sword Sect - Zhuang Youdeo

When Zhuang Xiu'er heard this, her eyes turned red, and she looked aggrieved

"Did the flower lark do anything to you?"

Entering the room, closing the door, the old man asked

Zhuang Xiu'er shook her head

"It's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have it"

The old man nodded

"Xiu'er, I heard that from the east of the Longduan Mountain Range, there is a terrible boy, who saved you?"

The old man asked again

Zhuang Xiu'er nodded

"Fate!"

When the old man heard this, he smiled very obscenely, and looked at his granddaughter's gaze, all of which became strange, and looked at Zhuang Xiu'er all over

"Xiu'er, let me ask you, when he healed you, did anything happen to you?"

The old man asked with a frown

"What happened?"

Zhuang Xiu'er asked in amazement

The old man smiled and said, "Of course, I want to take off my clothes, help you change into a clean one, and heal your wounds or something...... My granddaughter is so beautiful, does he have a heart?"

looks like an old pervert, extremely obscene

"Grandpa, what are you talking about, of course not!"

Zhuang Xiu'er blushed instantly, all the way to the base of her neck, she never thought that her grandfather would be so obscene, and stomped her feet in shame

"My stupid granddaughter, why aren't you clever at all, how can you let go of such a great opportunity?"

When the old man heard this, he looked disappointed to the point of heartache

Zhuang Xiuer was directly speechless

The old man gritted his teeth angrily for a while, and then asked, "Let me ask you again, have you ever thanked someone for saving your life?"

Zhuang Xiu'er had a cold face, and said angrily: "Of course I thank you, do you still need to teach you this?"

"How did you thank you?"

The old man asked

"So what?"

Zhuang Xiu'er was stunned again

Seeing this, the old man looked annoyed with an unteachable look, slapped his face and said: "People saved your life, such a heavy favor, of course you have to make a promise to repay it!"

Oh, my God!

When Zhuang Xiu'er heard this, she was so ashamed that she almost fainted, her beautiful white eyes rolled repeatedly, and the face and neck that had just faded from the blush were flushed again, and the momentum was even more violent!

This man is my own grandfather!

"Grandpa, are you crazy? What the hell do you want to do?"

After Zhuang Xiu'er took a breath, she asked

The old man was not angry, grinned, and said: "Of course, I pulled that kid into my Panxin Sword Sect, but our Panxin Sword Sect is not as good as those big forces, how can we pull him? Of course, it's a beauty trick, Xiu'er, he saved your life, this is fate."

"Grandpa, I have no problem with you pulling him into the sect, but how can you put my marriage on the line?

Zhuang Xiu'er pouted two pretty lips that still didn't have much blood, and said very dissatisfied

"He refused? What do you say?"

The old man's face froze, and he finally became a little serious

Zhuang Xiuer will talk to Fang Junmei one by one

"My stupid granddaughter, how can you dig out the truth, you want to deceive, first trick him into our sect!"

The old man waved his arms, and said with a very rich expression, and the wrinkles on his face were all piled together

Seeing him dancing with his hands, and hearing his words again, Zhuang Xiu'er couldn't help but sneer, and her smile bloomed like a flower

But immediately with a strong jade face, he snorted coquettishly: "I can't lie to people, and I don't know how to deceive o"

The old man shook his head and sighed

"That's it, I still have to go out with your grandfather and I personally, we will definitely take down this kid, whether our Panxin Sword Sect can be revived depends on him."

After saying that, he didn't go out immediately, but thought about it with his sparse beard

"Grandpa, don't delay his cultivation future, the Red Lotus Sword Palace and them are indeed more suitable for him than our Panxin Sword Sect."

Zhuang Xiu'er hurriedly dissuaded o

"Joke, where is our Panxin Sword Sect bad?When the patriarch of the sect was opened, the Red Lotus Sword Palace was still a second-rate sect!"

The old man's face became serious, and he shouted coldly: "Xiu'er, if even you don't have confidence in your own sect, then who do you expect to revitalize it? Although our Panxin Sword Sect has declined, it has a long inheritance, as long as he works hard enough, he can still cultivate him to the mortal realm!"

Zhuang Xiu'er was speechless, feeling that something was wrong, but it seemed to make some sense

The old man snorted coldly, didn't speak again, and continued to think

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly found a piece of jade-like thing, and used a strange trick on it

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Zhuang Xiu'er asked in a low voice

The old man squeezed his eyes at her, and smiled slyly and lewdly

"Your grandfather and I, I want to take out the essence of a lifetime of deception, earn this kid, and join our Panxin Sword Sect o"

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