What's that? Pan Yang's eyes widened, and the little old man coughed dryly: "It's time to learn...... Flying swords! ”

Pan Yang's eyes lit up: "What kind of flying sword?" ”

"This flying sword!" The little old man waved his sleeves, and a sword light flew out from his cuffs!

It's like thunder!

Lightning-fast!

The snowy sword light seemed to dance like a silver snake in the black and oppressive sky, and Pan Yang was dazzled and fascinated!

The little old man deliberately played in front of Pan Yang, pinched a sword and pointed at an old locust tree twenty meters away:

"Go!"

Xueliang sword light swept past the old locust tree, only to hear the sound of "boom", half of the old locust tree exploded!

"Shhhh

Pan Yang couldn't help but gasp, this old locust tree needed at least three people to surround it, but it was cut off by a sword!

The power of the flying sword is terrifying!

The little old man triumphantly made a gesture of his hand, and the sword light flew back to his palm, floating and sinking.

Pan Yang fixed his eyes and saw that it was a three-inch Qingfeng, small and exquisite, but the cold light was shining, and it was terrifying!

The little old man was very satisfied with Pan Yang's expression reaction, and as soon as he flicked his sleeve, the sword light disappeared in his sleeve:

"How's it going?"

Pan Yang stared at the little old man hungrily: "Master, I want to learn flying swords!" ”

"The flying sword is indestructible, and nothing is broken!" The little old man twisted his goatee and shook his head and said:

"Apprentice, your 'Dream Heart Sutra' has a peek at the door, and you have already met the first condition for cultivating flying swords!

"It's just ......"

Pan Yang asked, "What's just that?" ”

"It's just that there are two more important conditions...... "The little old man shook his head with a sad face:

"It's hard!"

Pan Yang asked again: "What are the other two conditions?" ”

The little old man: "Second, a sword!" Third, there are thousands of copper coins! Three conditions, one is indispensable! ”

Pan Yang frowned: "Master, I can understand that I need a sword to cultivate a flying sword, and I need copper coins and thousands of dry hairs?" ”

"This is the rule set by our ancestors!" The little old man stared at the little eyeballs, and looked unquestionable: "Master Zu said that the law cannot be passed on lightly, and the copper coin is already the internal price!"

"As a teacher, you are the only disciple in the room, if not, where can you learn the Flying Sword Immortal Method?"

I believe you're a ghost, you're a bad old man! The corners of Pan Yang's mouth twitched twice concealedly: "Master, I've been apprenticed to my teacher for so long, and I don't know what you call Master, and what sect and sect we are......"

The little old man coughed dryly: "Time is like an arrow, time is like a shuttle, these are all false names, don't mention it......"

"Master!" Pan Yang said seriously: "I don't even know what the sect is, what the master's name is, how can you let me pay the tuition with confidence?" Besides, I have money, but I only have one, Master!

"Master, don't chill the hearts of the disciples!"

"Okay!" The little old man gritted his teeth and glared: "The teacher's surname is Kong Mingfang, and the people in the rivers and lakes call Kong Zhenren!"

"As for the sect, the time has not yet come! Apprentice, when you practice the flying sword, the teacher will naturally tell you! ”

Hole...... Square? No wonder, no wonder...... Pan Yang looked weird, shouldn't our sect be called the Adu Gang?

"Okay, apprentice, you go and get ready!" Kong Zhenren waved his sleeves: "The teacher is waiting for good news here!" ”

Pan Yang: "......"

……

Who can sleep with this?

Pan Yang got up with a bone, stepped on slippers with a lighter, and tiptoed out of the bedroom like a thief.

As a result, he had just absconded to the aisle when he was discovered by his mother, and his mother's sharp voice easily penetrated the door panel:

"Yangyang, where are you going so late?"

Sometimes Pan Yang really suspects that his mother is a peerless master who is deeply hidden, and the mosquitoes and flying ants within three feet can't escape his mother's perception. Now that it has been exposed, Pan Yang simply lied generously:

"Mom, I'm hungry, go out for a barbecue."

"It's not good to eat, go out to eat barbecue in the middle of the night? The barbecue thing is unhygienic and unhealthy, and it is expensive to die, Balabala ......" Pan Yang slipped away in the chatter of his mother.

Mom is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, if she really doesn't let Pan Yang go, she won't talk so much nonsense at all, just one word:

"Dare?"

At this time, Pan's father and son could only swallow their anger and endure humiliation, steal their lives, and beg for a strong smile: Don't dare, don't dare......

Pan's paper shop is his family's old house, with people living in the back and shops in front. Pan Yang walked through the aisle to the store, turned on the light and didn't rush to find paper money, there was the most paper money in the paper shop, and the key was the sword.

What is sold in the paper shop is basically based on market demand, the popular burning of luxury houses and luxury cars will burn luxury houses, the popularity of burning boys and girls will burn boys and girls, and the numbers on the dark coins will be printed bigger and longer......

But it has never been fashionable to burn the big sword.

Pan Yang couldn't find the sword, but the living can still suffocate urine?

No sword, make your own! Pan Yang found a bamboo strip for tying paper cows and paper horses, and his ancestral craftsmanship has been exposed to it since he was a child, Pan Yang's hands-on ability is still very strong, and he has pierced a big sword with three strokes and five divisions!

The surface of the great sword was covered with a layer of gold leaf, which glittered in the light and looked like it.

Pan Yang pinned the big sword to his waist, picked up two large bundles of paper money, and went out with a bottle of mineral water.

In the middle of the night, the entire road was empty, and even the barbecue stalls were removed, leaving a mess.

Every house is darkened and quiet, only the ghost crying wolf howls faintly from the KTV at the end of the street: "Love ...... when you die"

Pan Yang walked to the intersection under the dim streetlights, looking for a break among the piles of ashes.

Unscrewed the mineral water bottle, drew a circle on the ground with water, and left a hole in the circle, and the mouth was facing Pan Yang himself.

After all, it was burned to himself.

This feeling is very strange, so Pan Yang hurriedly burned the paper money, threw the big sword into it when the fire was at its highest, and stared at the paper money and the big sword were burned to ashes, and Pan Yang went home with confidence.

Tonight, it's all right.

……

As soon as his eyes closed and opened, Pan Yang appeared in the netherworld again, his hands, wrists, arms, elbows, and shoulders were all full of strings of bowl-sized copper coins, and even around his neck were strings of bowl-sized copper coins.

As soon as he saw Pan Yang's exaggerated shape, Kong Zhenren appeared in front of Pan Yang as if he was teleporting.

"Are you tired?" Kong Zhenren was so happy that the corners of his mouth were pulled to his ears and eyes: "Master help you get it!" ”

Pan Yang: "......"

Kong Zhenren's big sleeves were like a bottomless pit, he took the copper coin from Pan Yang and put it in the big sleeve.

The strings of bowl-sized copper coins were all caged into the big sleeves, and the big sleeves still looked deflated.

"Wait a minute!" Pan Yang suddenly remembered something, and grabbed the copper coin, Kong Zhenren was anxious at that time:

"What are you waiting for! Give me the money, and I'll teach you! ”