"Senior Brother ......"

Just when he was about to pass by with this big beauty, the big beauty opened her mouth delicately, and her voice was similar to Hatano Chiling, her eyebrows frowned slightly like Xizi's heart-wrenching pleading: "Pull me ......"

Pan Yang: "No." ”

The big beauty's beautiful eyes were watery: "Senior Brother Pan, have you forgotten, we have seen it at the Sword Conference......

"My name is Lin Qingyi, and my master is Elder Han Bingfeng, and I was standing behind my master at that time......

"We almost became brothers and sisters......"

Pan Yang was slightly stunned, it seemed that there was indeed a beautiful woman standing behind Han Bingfeng at the Sword Conference, but he didn't have the heart to look at any beauties in that situation at that time, now that he thinks about it, it should be Lin Qingyi, so he and Lin Qingyi did almost become the same senior brother and sister.

Lin Qingyi struck while the iron was hot, stretched out his soft and boneless little snow-white hand to Pan Yang, and begged weakly: "Senior brother, the pressure here is too great, I really can't walk, you can just pull my sister......"

Pan Yang groaned, hesitating.

Lin Qingyi's little face was red: "Senior brother actually has a very special feeling for you at the Sword Conference......

decided, Pan Yang raised his legs and left.

Lin Qingyi's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Senior brother, you just need to pull me up, and I will walk the road by myself...... Senior brother, I'm infatuated with you, are you just watching me fall here......"

Pan Yang sighed: "Don't be stupid, senior sister, I will never watch you fall here." ”

Lin Qingyi smiled sweetly like a little girl in love, and then Pan Yang walked over with his eyes closed......

Lin Qingyi: "......"

Pan Yang, who walked over, heard Lin Qingyi's call constantly coming from behind him: "Senior brother, I really want to learn the Taiyin Refining Divine Technique, as long as you are willing to pull me, I can agree to you no matter what you ask......"

Pan Yang admitted that he had a little bit of a heart before and wanted to pull Lin Qingyi, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped to listen to her say so much. But that was because of the friendship between Han Bingfeng and Kong Zhenren, Han Bingfeng was willing to accept him as an apprentice at the Sword Conference, and Pan Yang pulled Han Bingfeng's apprentice here It can be regarded as a courtesy.

But Lin Qingyi tempted him with lust, and Pan Yang refused without hesitation.

Who do you think of me Da Yangyang? Am I the kind of man who is fascinated because your beautiful little face resembles Guli Nezha, your great mind resembles Da Mi Mi, the willow thin waist resembles Zhao Xiaodao, the butterfly buttocks resemble Di Li's meat, the long legs resemble Guan Gege, and the doll voice resembles Hatano Chiling?

Bah!

Pan Yang moved forward decisively, without looking back, and when he turned the staircase, he couldn't hear Lin Qingyi's voice.

Maybe it popped up.

Pan Yang raised his eyes, but saw a blue-robed young man at the top of the stairs above stopped at the last step, for some reason.

Pan Yang glanced at the big sleeves of the blue-robed young man, and the cuffs were not trimmed with black edges, so he should be a true disciple.

Soon Pan Yang walked to the side of the blue-robed young man, and then he saw that the blue-robed young man looked somewhat similar to Tang Yu, a boy and a girl but a resolute gaze. The blue-robed young man was sweating profusely and clenched his teeth, as if he was under tremendous pressure, and he wanted to lift his legs again and again to take the last step, but he never could lift them......

Pan Yang was about to pass by him, but he heard the blue-robed young man's voice shouting weakly: "Senior brother, please stay......"

Although this sentence sounded very unlucky, Pan Yang still stopped, in fact, he didn't know why he stopped, it seemed that he had become soft-hearted since he walked up the steps to the sixth floor.

"Senior brother, I am Gao Han, the true disciple of Zhao Zhenren!" The blue-robed boy introduced himself: "Pull me!"

"I'm only one step away from going up, and I'm not willing to fall here, pull me up, and I'll repay me tenfold!"

Zhao Zhenren?

Zhao Zhenren, the head of the Qingcheng faction?

Pan Yang thought of the white-haired and black-robed Taoist who had destroyed the clone of the old demon of Black Mountain with a flick of his fingers......

Seemingly knowing what Pan Yang needed, the blue-robed young man Gao Han immediately struck while the iron was hot: "I know you, you are Pan Yang, a disciple of Elder Kong!" If you are willing to pull me, I will intercede in front of Master!

"My master is the head of Qingcheng, as long as he says a word, he can let your master return to Qingcheng, how about it?

"Pull me, I'm only one step away!"

Pan Yang refused without hesitation: "Don't pull!" ”

Gao Han watched Pan Yang pass by, and was anxious: "Why?" You don't want your master to return to Qingcheng? ”

Pan Yang stopped again: "My master will come back, but we must come back with dignity!"

"Otherwise, my master will always wear the hat of a traitor!"

After saying that, Pan Yang went up without looking back, stepped on the sixth floor, and the voice of Gao Han's call disappeared instantly.

Pan Yang stood on the sixth floor and looked back, where was there still the shadow of Gao Han?

Hallucinations, all hallucinations......

But it's so real, so real that even Pan Yang has deceived him, he thinks that Lin Qingyi and Gao Han exist......

As a result, it's all hallucinations!

One love and sex, one power and profit, ordinary people can't control it at all, but fortunately, Pan Yang is not an ordinary person.

Pan Yang has his own insistence.

At the same time, Song Bingyi and the deacon of the Shengong Pagoda on the first floor couldn't help but gasp:

This son is so terrifying!

"Sixth floor!" The deacon of the Shengong Pagoda stared at him like a copper bell: "There are very few who can go up to the sixth floor!" Earlier today, even Gao Han, a true disciple of Zhao Zhenren, couldn't go up, why did he ......?"

Speaking of this, the deacon of the Shengong Pagoda realized that he had lost his temper, so he hurriedly stopped in time and secretly observed left and right, but saw that Song Bingyi and the other disciples were all shocked, and they didn't notice what he said at all.

Secretly relieved, the deacon of the Divine Power Pagoda looked at Pan Yang's spirit card again, should the blue light turn into purple light......

Those who can reach the top are all the best among the true disciples, and they may become the ...... of the Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs

……

Pan Yang walked through the "Taiyin Refining Divine Technique" without hesitation, and headed towards the seventh layer, this time it was unexpectedly smooth, Pan Yang quickly walked up to the seventh layer, but he saw an unexpected big guy here-

Zhao Zhenren!

The white-haired and black-robed Taoist stood in front of the middle booth and picked up the "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue" and flipped through it.

Sensing that a ghost was coming, Zhao Zhenren raised his cold eyes and glanced at Pan Yang with some surprise:

"How are you?"

Zhao Zhenren is waiting for a ghost? Pan Yang was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted, could it be that Zhao Zhenren was actually waiting for Gao Han?

So, the cold is not an illusion?

"Well, since it's you, it's you." Zhao Zhenren put the "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue" back on the booth, and stepped on the void step by step towards Pan Yang, he seemed to have no mortal emotion and stared at Pan Yang's eyes fixedly: "If you want to learn the "Nine Yin Golden Pill Jue", you must first pass my test. ”