Chapter 8: Master, What About Your Discipline?

Pan Yang was also anxious: "Sword!" My sword! ”

"Apprentice, I don't allow you to say that about yourself!" Kong Zhenren grabbed the copper coin and said with a serious face:

"You use money to buy knowledge, how can you be called cheap?"

Pan Yang almost made this old money fan cry: "I mean my sword!" My sword is gone! ”

"Your sword is missing?" Kong Zhenren's little eyes rolled and muttered: "Didn't the apprentice say you for the teacher, how can you find so many things hanging on your body?" Come on, come on! Give it to me, give it to me! ”

Yes! As soon as Pan Yang let go, Kong Zhenren quickly took away all the copper coins on Pan Yang's body, and filled in the "bottomless pit" with his brain, Kong Zhenren was not in a hurry, and shook his head with a goatee:

"Apprentice, look slowly, don't panic!"

Pan Yang: "......"

"Dangchang!"

Pan Yang looked down and saw that there was a big golden sword lying at his feet, and Kong Zhenren's small eyes lit up:

"Golden!"

"Stop!" Pan Yang stepped on the glittering golden sword, and Kong Zhenren straightened his waist in disdain: "Apprentice, what do you think is the teacher, how can you find so many things hanging on your body?"

"Isn't the sword coming out on its own now?"

Master, please respect yourself! The corners of Pan Yang's mouth twitched twice covertly, raised his foot, and bent down to pick up the big sword.

Who knew that when he picked it up, he saw that the golden sword was actually stepped on by him and turned into a "]" shape......

Pan Yang was stunned: "Master, this ......"

"Come on, come on, show Master!" Kong Zhenren's eyes lit up, and he drooled and studied:

"Disciple, your sword is real gold! It's a pity that it's useless, it's not a sword at all! ”

Saying that, Kong Zhenren easily caged the big sword into his big sleeve, and explained the truth to Pan Yang in a serious tone:

"The sword is not gorgeous, but sharp! From the sword you found, the teacher can see that you have embarked on a flashy and evil path, and in order to teach you a lesson, this sword will be kept by the teacher on your behalf!

"You go find a real sword! What are you doing! What are you doing with my sleeve when you have something to say! ”

Pan Yang pulled Kong Zhenren's sleeve with one hand with a dark face, and inserted the other hand into his cuff and pulled it out: "Pay me back the copper coin!" ”

"Apprentice, you're going too far, don't you know how to respect the teacher......" Kong Zhenren shamelessly tore with Pan Yang.

Pan Yang didn't give up, and seeing that he couldn't resist, Kong Zhenren had no choice but to shout: "Okay, okay, don't dig it, don't dig it!"

"Pass on your first part for the teacher!"

Pan Yang stopped his movements and maintained the posture of pulling Kong Zhenren's sleeve with one hand and inserting the other into his cuff:

"Can you practice without a sword?"

"Of course you can practice," Kong Zhenren's old face was flushed and panting: "You can't learn to write without pen and ink?"

"The merit is passed on to you first, and the sword is slowly searched!"

Pan Yang expressed skepticism: "Really? ”

"It's more real than real gold!" Kong Zhenren was serious: "Come on, come on!" Spread me out of the way and lower your head! ”

"No! Spread out, I'm afraid you won't admit it! Pan Yang clung to it, and Kong Zhenren blew his beard and glared at him:

"Criminals! Is this the kind of ghost that is a teacher? ”

Pan Yang: "Yes! ”

Kong Zhenren: "......"

"Well, believe you again!"

Pan Yang finally compromised, after all, copper money or something is a matter of fire for him......

Let go of Kong Zhenren, Pan Yang lowered his head, Kong Zhenren first flattened the wrinkled Taoist robe in pain, and shook his head:

"Criminals......"

Although Pan Yang was already mentally prepared this time, he was slapped by Kong Zhenren on the Tianling Gai'er, and his brain was still inevitably buzzing, and when the buzzing energy passed, Pan Yang suddenly realized:

"[Soul Slaying Sword]?"

"Not bad!" Kong Zhenren stroked his goatee and was smug: "The first part of "Soul Slashing Sword" is enough for you!" ”

Pan Yang blinked: "Master, what about the second and third parts?" ”

"You've got to find a sword first!" Kong Zhenren finally gave full play to the temperament of a master outside the world, and said earnestly: "I practiced the first part to perfection, and then brought copper coins to find the second part as a teacher!" ”

In fact, it doesn't matter if you find the sword and practice the first part to perfection, right? The most important thing is that there are thousands of copper coins, right? The corners of Pan Yang's mouth twitched twice covertly: "Master, what about your festival?" ”

Kong Zhenren's old face flushed: "The law cannot be passed on lightly, this is the rule set by the ancestor!" Do you think this money is for the teacher? Yes? For the teacher to live in seclusion here, dedicated to the Tao, what is the use of taking this money? ”

Pan Yang: "......"

With a flick of his sleeves, Kong Zhenren turned around and left in pain: "Apprentice, you don't know how to be a teacher too much!" ”

Perhaps, I really blame Master? Pan Yang stroked his bangs, and a copper coin fell out of his cuffs.

"Dang!"

It's the sound of the copper coin! Kong Zhenren turned around suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the temperament of a master outside the world collapsed in an instant......

Pan Yang: "......"

……

The next morning, Pan Yang took advantage of his father's time to come over and inquire: "Dad, have you ever made a sword?" ”

"Uhhh

Mom's sharp gaze shook over like a flying knife, and Dad's cold sweat came down at that time: "I am in health care every day, how can I have time to do home!"

"No, son, you are still young, don't be affected by those corrupt and depraved things in society now, you should be serious and find a girl you like......"

The more Pan Yang listened, the more wrong it became: "No, Dad, I mean the kind of sword made of paper!" ”

Mom's eyes are sharper.

Dad's desire to survive can be said to be very strong, and he coughed dryly: "I'm talking about the sword made of paper, you should be serious about finding a girl you like, and your heart will be solid after marriage!"

"When your heart is down-to-earth and you want to inherit our family's family business, your father will teach you to tie paper when the time comes!

"If you want to learn to make swords, if you want to learn to tie paper horses, or if you want to learn to stack ingots, my father will teach you everything!"

Mom finally retracted her gaze and continued to play the sweater, and Dad wiped a handful of sweat without changing his face: "How is it?" ”

"Dad, I want to learn how to make swords right now!" Pan Yang was very serious: "Or, will you help me prick a sample first?" ”

“…… Okay. Dad pretended to be embarrassed and agreed, and then explained very seriously and loudly:

"When it comes to making a sword, the appearance is very important, but in fact, the most important thing is the details, and the details determine success or failure.

"The peach wood sword, a common magic weapon in Taoism, is made of peach wood because the peach is the essence of the five woods, also known as fairy wood.

"It has the effect of warding off evil spirits.

"Our family makes swords for the dead, so that the dead will not be bullied by evil spirits on the Huangquan Road.

"That's why we have to use poplar.

"As the old saying goes, don't plant mulberry before, don't plant willows later, and don't plant ghosts in the courtyard to clap your hands. This ghost clapped his hands and said that it was Yang Mu......"