Fang Junmei turned her head and looked out the door.

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

This young man is so handsome and elegant.

He was eight feet long and was wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with a cloud river pattern. He had a white ribbon around his waist and a long black hair tied casually. Most of it fell behind his head and the small half scattered in front, adding a bit of laziness to his gentleness and elegance.

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

The bridge of his nose is high and he glances at the blue beards, and a mysterious smile that is eager to speak but stops appear on the corner of his mouth. It 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.

In the process of action, he was slow and calm, and he didn't care about the elders in the palace.

The young man in white robe was also looking at Fang Junmei, as if he was quite satisfied with his eyes, and nodded at him.

...

When the old generation saw this person, their pupils condensed, and their hearts were all stumbled. Only the old Taoist Tianhe was unfathomable.

Oops!

How could I forget that thing?

"Lan Zhou has met the head teacher and uncles and aunts!"

After entering the hall, the young man in white robe saluted everyone, with neither humble nor arrogant expression.

None of them spoke.

"If all the elders have no other opinions, according to your agreement with us Budong Peak, I will choose him."

The young man in white robe said with a spring breeze on his face.

"Lan Zhou, your uncle, my disciples are all unfair. This kid, just give it to my uncle--"

Taoist Tianfeng frowned and said pitifully, not knowing what agreement was. Even he, who was very enthusiastic, could only ask the other party to give in.

"If you don't let me, I'll want him!"

The young man in white robe said concisely.

"Ahem... Lanzhou junior..."

The old Taoist Tianhe coughed dryly and wanted to say something else.

"The teacher in charge wants to repent?"

The young man in white robe suddenly turned cold and said with a hint of resentment and dissatisfaction.

These few short words blocked the words below the old Taoist Tianhe, making him speechless.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became strange. The few people who were fighting for Fang Junmei like naughty boys, their expressions became complicated at this moment, as if they had become the most unpredictable old fox.

The old Taoist Tianhe also looked dark. After his eyes flashed with complexity for a while, he glanced at Fang Junmei with some reluctance and said lightly: "Forget it, after all, we are sorry for your master. From Junmei, we will be your disciples of Budong Peak."

"Thank you, the teacher."

The young man in white robe said expressionlessly, and could not tell much about thanking him. Instead, he felt a little gloomy, completely different from the feeling when he entered the door.

"We will take our leave, little brother, come with me."

The young man in white robe said to Fang Junmei again, and walked out of the hall first.

Fang Junmei was confused and didn't understand what the sudden change of scene meant. He glanced at the old Taoist Tianhe next to him and nodded before following him.

In the hall, a group of older generations exchanged glances, with a helpless and complicated expression.

The old Taoist Tianhe's eyes were aching slightly. Could it be that Fang Junmei was really so outstanding?

...

Fang Junmei and the young man in white robe, walking on the stone path in the mountains one after another, were walking in the stone path in the mountains, and the atmosphere was so silent that it was a bit strange.

The direction leading to this stone path seemed a bit remote. At first glance, there were no guards or other disciples coming and going.

The scenery is getting quieter, the white clouds are getting more and more, and the mountains and fields are getting quieter.

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

"My name is Fan Lanzhou. After I have been to the master, I will be your second senior brother."

The young man in white robe interrupted Fang Junmei's words and said in a very quick tone, which was completely opposite to his gentle appearance.

"I've met Brother Fan."

Fang Jun bowed his eyebrows slightly.

Fan Lanzhou lit a boat and said, "Do you know why I must have you under my master's seat?"

Isn’t it because of my kendo talent?

Fang Junmei said in her heart, but of course she was embarrassed to say it, and she didn't praise herself like this. She didn't answer immediately for a moment.

Fan Lanzhou said to himself, "Don't think that I'm interested in your swordsmanship talent on Luofu Mountain. I just don't want those old guys to live a good life. I just don't let them get whatever they want."

Deep in the words, there is a certain kind of hatred.

Fang Junmei's scalp numbed and she felt something bad. Could it be that this person has a grudge against those people, or is a lunatic who looks gentle but has a perverted heart?

However, thinking about what Old Taoist Tianhe said before, I still think that old guy is even more powerful. All of this was already within his expectations.

"I just want to fight this!"

Fan Lanzhou added another sentence.

Fang Jun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly accelerated his pace when he caught this person's footsteps, and his emotions were obviously fluctuating. In fact, Fan Lanzhou's expression in front was indeed a bit cold and ferocious at this moment.

"So----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Fan Lanzhou said again.

Fang Junmei smiled and nodded.

He was originally a very dignified man, and he was not a young boy who had not experienced the storm. Naturally, he would not hope to take care of him.

Fan Lanzhou never turned around, but seemed to see every move of Fang Junmei clearly. After he nodded, he nodded slightly.

When he got here, his walking speed slowed down again.

...

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

"Follow closely, don't step on the wrong path."

Fan Lanzhou whispered a little reminder.

Fang Jun gathered his eyebrows and looked into the clouds and mist ahead. He soon saw a few feet away, a suspension bridge made of ropes and wooden boards that only allow two people to pass side by side, leading to the depths of the clouds and mists. I don’t know how long it is.

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

The clouds suddenly rolled, and the wind roared. I don’t know how high this suspension bridge was in the air. Fang Junmei had already walked quite steadily, but she couldn’t stop shaking. If she had a timid mortal, she was afraid that she would be scared immediately.

Looking through the gaps in the clouds, the earth below is at least four or five hundred feet away. This suspension bridge is actually built between the two peaks, which is really a construction miracle.

Fang Junmei was not afraid of seeing it, but her eyes were bright and she felt infinite passion. This was where he was going to stay, and this was the world he longed for.

The unsuccessful brothers finally arrived at their destination after crossing five or six bridges, passing five or six peaks, high and low.

"This is our peak."

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

Fang Junmei's eyes were clear at this moment, and she could see the scene ahead clearly. The peak was not moved, and there was no cloud or fog. It can be seen that the terrain was not too high, and the peak was not too majestic and steep, but the special spread gave people a sense of extreme stability, as if it would never shake or fall.

On the top of the mountain, there are tall trees and flowers blooming. A hall and several side rooms surrounded by a long fence wall. They are all extremely simple and stand under the trees not far away, high and low, staggered in an orderly manner.

Looking down, the Unmoving Peak seemed to be dozens of miles in a radius, green and green, without people. There were many waterfalls on the cliffs and the sounds of birds and beasts were hidden.

"This mountain is the most important place for our Budding Peak. Usually only me and my master, the third junior brother is here. The younger junior sister is in her own residence and on the mountainside below, and you will naturally see you in the future. But today they are all waiting for you at the master's place."

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

Fan Lanzhou fell silent.

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

It's a serious look, no joke.

Fang Junmei was stunned again when she heard this. The feeling of the immovable peak was getting stranger.

...

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Fan Lanzhou hit the gate of the courtyard several times before pushing the gate.

The two of them walked towards the side room at the highest point, and a hundred feet away, someone walked in from the hall.

One man and one woman.

The man also looked in his thirties, wearing a yellow long gown, tall, rough, with a stubble on his face, a nose that was covered with wine grooves, and a green-skin gourd hanging around his waist. He seemed to be a wine lover.

The man was holding a weed in his mouth, chewing it boredly, with big eyes, and looking at Fang Jun's eyebrows with interest.
To be continued...