"It's me, owner, what's the matter with you?" said a somewhat arrogant voice on the phone.

"That's the case, I'm a little anxious to find the ancestor, I don't know if the ancestor is free?" Pang Wenjun asked. Brother Pang has always followed the ancestor, no matter how arrogant he is, Pang Wenjun doesn't dare to say anything.

"The Ancestor just came out of cultivation, you wait. The other replied.

After a while, a voice came from the phone: "It's me, what's the matter?"

"Ancestor, there was a person named Mo Batian just now, who said that he was a friend of Pang Xinliang's ancestor, and gave you the nickname of Xiaopan, I think he has a problem, if he is not a liar, he is a person sent by our enemy. Pang Wenjun's voice was full of anger.

Pang Wenjun just knew that Pang Xinliang was the name of the ancestor, and as for Pang Xiangliang's nickname or something, others would definitely not tell him.

"Smack. Pang Wenjun felt that it was transmitted on his mobile phone, and then he didn't hear the voice of the ancestor.

It's over, the ancestor is angry and doesn't want to listen to the phone.

Hmph, I'll go over and arrest that guy named Mo Huasong now. Pang Wenjun turned around and walked towards Mo Huasong, and at the same time gestured to Pang Yishan in the distance, asking him to bring people over and everyone to deal with Mo Huasong together.

Pang Yishan saw the owner's gesture and was so excited that he led people over.

But at this moment, a strong wind blew, and an old man dressed in black stood in front of everyone.

This person seems to be a few years older than Pang Wenjun, but the indescribable vicissitudes on his face are something that Pang Wenjun does not have.

As soon as this person came out, the nearby aura seemed to be squeezed away, making those Pang family members feel that they were about to lose their footing.

"Ancestor. When Pang Yishan saw the old man, he was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and shouted.

When Pang Wenjun was about to kneel, Pang Xiangliang waved his hand and said, "You all stand back, I have something to tell him." ”

Pang Wenjun didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly ran away with his subordinates.

"Are you a little Pang Zi?" Mo Huasong looked at Pang Xiangliang coldly.

What kind of ancestor, it's not bullshit in front of his eyes. It's just a half-step innate realm, and it's not worth mentioning at all in the cultivation realm.

This is the difference between practicing martial arts and cultivating the truth.

"Which Pang am I sir?" asked Pang Xiangliang cautiously.

Although Mo Huasong was young, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Mo Huasong said: "Your surname is Pang." In addition, I don't have so much time to talk nonsense with you, Pang Xinliang asked me to give you a message, there is a bump in the place where he used to sit and cultivate. Twist three times to the left, then four times to the right, and retreat three meters away, and a dark hole will appear, which contains the last layer of your Pang family's martial arts. ”

"Sir, you are really the person sent by my ancestor. Pang Xiangliang burst into tears, and his body trembled slightly.

For so many years, the old men of the Pang family who knew him as Xiao Pang Zi had died, and only he knew the name.

There is also the cultivation room in the mountain behind the Pang family, only he can enter. Even his current waiter can't get inside.

Because since Pang Xinliang's mysterious disappearance, Pang Xiangliang was afraid that someone would go in and destroy the things inside, and he couldn't find Pang Xinliang's previous practice method.

Therefore, even Brother Pang didn't know that there was a bump in the position he was sitting in.

Now that Mo Huasong said this directly, can Pang Xiangliang not be excited?

The Pang family has a total of ten layers of martial arts, the owner of the village only has nine layers of martial arts, and the tenth layer of martial arts has always been in the hands of the ancestors.

Because of the lack of this tenth-layer martial arts method, for so many years, Pang Xiangliang has been stuck in the half-step innate realm and has not been able to completely break through.

That's right, what Mo Huasong said is all true, these are big secrets, and others won't know it.

The sky really has eyes, and the ancestor finally sent his own men to find us. Pang Xiangliang's heart was ecstatic or ecstatic.

Pang Xiangliang thought that Mo Huasong was Pang Xinliang's subordinate, and if he knew that Pang Xiangliang was Mo Huasong's subordinate, he would probably be scared to death.

However, even if Pang Xiangliang thought that Mo Huasong was Pang Xinliang's subordinate, he did not dare to offend Mo Huasong.

You must know that Pang Xiangliang was just Pang Xinliang's boy at that time, and his status was low, which could be compared with others' subordinates?

"Mr. Mo, please wait a moment, I'll come when I go. Pang Xiangliang's voice was respectful. Then he turned his head and shouted to Pang Wenjun over there: "Pang Wenjun, you have to accompany Mr. Mo, if you make Mr. Mo unhappy, I will screw your head off." ”

Mo Huasong said impatiently: "Little Pangzi, I don't have time to stay here with you, I'm leaving." ”

"Don't, Mr. Mo, you just wait for me for a while, and I want to thank you. Pang Xiangliang was now very anxious to go back to the cultivation room to have a look.

"Thank me?" Mo Huasong's heart moved. He had just come back from rebirth, and he needed something. "Then hurry up, or I'll go. ”

"Yes, I'll be back in a moment. Pang Xiangliang ran to the back, only to see a light breeze blowing, and his figure had disappeared.

Pang Wenjun walked back, secretly shocked. The ancestor's martial arts are getting more and more powerful, and it is estimated that he is about to break through the innate nature.

Pang Wenjun received Pang Xiangliang's explanation, and did not dare to snub Mo Huasong, and hurriedly walked over to ask for warmth.

"Do you Pang Jiazhuang have any cultivation pills or medicinal materials?" asked Mo Huasong.

"This, this one is still there. Pang Wenjun didn't dare to tell the inside story.

Just kidding, their Pang Jiazhuang is a famous martial arts school, how can they not have powerful practice resources? However, Pang Wenjun didn't know what the ancestor meant, and he still didn't dare to tell the truth.

Mo Huasong was overjoyed after hearing this, it was good to have the resources to cultivate, and he could cultivate.

It didn't take long for Pang Xiangliang to come back, and the joy on his face couldn't be concealed at all.

"Ancestor, is there anything very good?" Pang Wenjun leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Wen Jun, thanks to Mr. Mo, I have found the tenth layer of martial arts left by my ancestors. Pang Xiangliang said excitedly.

The mechanism was too cautious, not only to follow that method, but also to press the mechanism and immediately retreat so that the mechanism could be opened.

After Pang Xiangliang opened the mechanism just now, he got the Pang family's most important tenth-level martial arts method, and he was expected to advance.

"What, Ancestor, is this true?" Pang Wenjun heard Pang Xiangliang say this, and his body trembled with excitement.

For so many years, because Pangjiazhuang has no innate masters, it has not risen in the martial arts sect.

Well, as long as they get the tenth layer of the Pang family's martial arts method, not only can the ancestor advance to innate strength, but he also has hope.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo. Pang Wenjun bowed deeply to Mo Huasong gratefully.

Mo Huasong gave Pangjiazhuang a big gift, and they wanted to reciprocate.

Thinking of this, Pang Wenjun hurriedly took out a black card from his arms and handed it to Mo Huasong: "Mr. Mo, this is a careful gesture of ours, as long as it is in Zhanhai City, it can be used." ”

Mo Huasong took the black card with a dragon engraved on the front and put it in his pocket disapprovingly.

This card is not like a bank card, and there is no membership card that says where it is, so it doesn't seem to be useful.