Look left. Right

Hope.

Zhishou looked like a big horse monkey, looking east and west, it was so happy and at ease.

As the street reached the end, it turned to the next one, and the figure turned around. The eyes were shaken and fell on a figure that slowly walked up dozens of feet away.

This is a monk who looks like an old man, wearing a simple white robe, with long snow-white hair, flying towards him, looking dusty.

He is tall and tall, with a straight waist. When he walks, he looks like an old eagle, looking around at the nearby stall, cold and agile, and his eyes are slightly cold.

The hole has a square outline, as if it was cut out by a knife. The most conspicuous part is two eyebrows that are as white as long hair, thick and heavy. If it is dyed black, it is definitely the eyebrows that are the same as him and Fang Jun's eyebrows.

People are the famous "Zhenmei Daojun" who has not seen for many years!

The old guy is still in the middle stage of the supreme state, but his breath is much thicker. And

Not alone, there is a young woman by my side.

Junmei and Piao Shuang knew that Fang Zhishou would walk in the cultivation world when he grew up and would most likely meet Fang Mingyang, so he did not hide anything from him.

All the grievances and hatreds in the past are detailed.

"He is...my great-grandfather..."

Fang Zhishou glanced at him a few times, suppressed his shock, and sighed in his heart.

With Fang Junmei and Piao Shuang's appearance, Fang Mingyang has obviously become a little older and vicissitudes, and even his figure has become a little thinner.

Fang Zhishou must be unfamiliar with this person and does not have much favoritism, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a little bit of admiration from blood relationship.

But the next moment, Shizhou's expression became ugly.

"A Xiu, look at the pair of jade bracelets. If you like it, I will buy it and give it to you."

Fang Mingyang stopped at this moment and pointed to the stall next to him. A pair of black and white jade bracelets said, "The pair of jade bracelets are just top-grade spiritual treasures, but the carvings are very exquisite and elegant. When worn on the beauties' wrists, they will definitely add a lot of color."

"……dislike."

The woman was slightly silent, then shook her head and refused, her tone was cold.

This woman looks very young, about the early twenties, tall and slim, white and red, and looks pink and jade-like, and she is extremely delicate and beautiful.

Wearing a snow-white long gown, white clouds appearing like mountains, with a superb temperament, and needless to say, she is naturally a beauty with a melon-seeded face and willow-leaf-curved eyebrows.

But the most special thing is a pair of eyes, which seem beautiful and charming, but the pupils are empty and have no focus, as if - they are blind.

Of course, it doesn’t matter whether a monk has spiritual consciousness to see the world or not. It will be a bit inconvenient only when the spiritual consciousness is blocked.

As for the realm, only in the early stage of the ancestral orifice, the age is probably much smaller than that of knowing that the guardian is."

Forget it, let it go." Fang

After hearing this, Mingyang sighed helplessly and charmingly.

Xu walked forward, and the woman followed him closely.”

It is true that my great-grandmother said that my great-grandfather is greedy for women. After Si's death, she actually found another beautiful woman to accompany her." Fang

Zhishou looked at the two of them and said in his heart.

Fang Mingyang's little admiration disappeared in an instant without a trace, leaving only contempt.

Zhishou withdrew his gaze and walked forward, and no longer looked at Fang Mingyang.

Of course, Mingyang would not know that just a few breaths ago, the person who looked at him not far away was his great-grandson of his own relatives.

A pair of great-grandchildren passed by."

Master, Xiu'er is tired and wants to go back to the inn to rest first."

After passing by several steps, the woman's voice came again, and it was still cold and cold.

Fang Zhishou was stunned again when he heard this. It turned out that the woman in white was Fang Mingyang's apprentice, not his Taoist partner.

As a monk, you obviously don’t feel tired when you are usually.

"Hahaha--"

Fang Mingyang laughed loudly.

"Why, do you feel the pressure from the powerful monks in the city? Are you going to go back to practice so soon?"

After the sound fell, the old guy quipped.

Fang Zhishou turned his head and saw that his great-grandfather looked at the woman with a very narrow smile, with a joking look, and kind and kind. His gaze was definitely not the gaze of an old pervert looking at his Taoist partner.

The woman was obviously a cold-hearted person. When she joked about Fang Mingyang, her face turned slightly darker and said, "What does the master say, it's all." Fang

Mingyang smiled slightly and said, "Then let it go, I'm a bad old man, I'll walk alone."

I should have done a bow and left.

After this, Fang Mingyang smiled deeper, returned to his usual gloomy vicissitudes, and even looked a little cold.

"Boy, if you stare at me again, believe it or not, I will twist your head off!"

The sound of sound transmission is like thunder, and it sounds in Fang Zhishou's mind.

Mingyang's voice changed and he returned to his former domineering old hero.

Fang Zhishou was used to seeing masters and was bold and bold. He smiled slightly and bowed to Fang Mingyang and said, "Senior has a profound realm and a great temperament. I took a few more glances, please forgive me!" Fang Fang said, "Senior, I have a deep realm and a great temperament. I'll take a look at me a few more times, please forgive me!"

Mingyang snorted coldly when he heard this.

Zhishou turned around and left.

When you get here, you don’t care about the other party and start to wander around in the city.

Fang Zhishou's identity was obviously not lacking, but like Fang Junmei, he packed a large portion of rare alchemy materials and brought them back wherever he went, and then brought them to Song Shede slowly to refine alchemy.

At the end of the world, there are still a lot of things in your pocket.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

There are more and more monks in the city, and many more people in the state of the human period have come.

In the evening of this day, it was finally time for the auction to start, and I knew that the crowd would follow the crowd and walk into the auction hall.

Just a glance, he found Fang Mingyang and the woman named A Xiu, who were seated together.

"It seems that the old guy doesn't have the intention to buy anything... Otherwise, he would have to worry about involving the other party, so he should have just left the group before..." Fang

Zhishou muttered in his heart.

Then he swept to other monks and knew him a little. There were even two disciples from Taixi Mountain's ancestral hall, who had a few relationships with him, but only then did he know that Shou would not reveal his identity casually and would go with them.

Soon, the auction will begin.

There is no need to mention the process in detail.

Zhishou Buyed two alchemy materials and never took action again. Fang Mingyang also did not take action.

After more than two hours, it was finally the finale.

"Everyone, although our market in the Green Sea and Mountains is not at a high level, this time, we still have the finale ready!"

The presiding monk Lang Lang said that he was a gentle and elegant old man with a mid-stage state.
Chapter completed!