Eight Elders, Seven Heroes, Six Dragons, Five Tyrants? Pan Yang was stunned when he heard it: "Isn't there four, three, two, one?" ”

"Absolutely!" When Shen Gongming mentioned these people, his tone unconsciously became respectful: "Four pillars, three statues, two saints, and one ancestor!" These are the greatest and most powerful big names in Qingcheng for thousands of years!

"But they don't usually show up easily, so you can't meet them at the Sword Meeting.

"And although the Eight Elders, Seven Heroes, Six Dragons, and Five Tyrants will appear, it will be difficult for you to apprentice with their identity.

"In fact, your most hopeful thing is to worship under which deacon, although the deacon is inferior to the eight elders, seven heroes, six dragons, and five tyrants, but those big people have more things, more communication, and more disciples, but I am afraid that they don't have much energy to teach you, but it is better for the deacon to guide you at any time......"

Shen Gongming frantically hinted that he couldn't set the status of master and apprentice now, but Pan Yang's mind was not here.

Eight Elders, Seven Heroes, Six Dragons, Five Tyrants, Four Pillars, Three Statues, Two Saints, and One Ancestor! This arrangement can't be the largest of the eight elders and the youngest of the ancestors, right? Pan Yang finally had an intuitive understanding of Kong Zhenren's identity:

Among the famous big names, Master may be at the bottom......

Pan Yang remembered the white-haired and black-robed Taoist who killed the old demon clone of the Black Mountain in seconds that day, and couldn't help but ask Shen Gongming again:

"Is the first ancestor Zhao Zhenren?"

"Head Zhao Zhenren?" Shen Gongming arched his hand in the direction of Laojun Pavilion: "Zhao Zhenren is one of the three!"

"His old man has confiscated apprentices for hundreds of years, I advise you not to be delusional, it's better to be down-to-earth!

"Actually, there is not much difference between worshipping the master, the elder or the deacon as a teacher, and what you learn is the authentic exercises of Qingcheng......"

Pan Yang was silently counting in his heart, Zhao Zhenren is one of the three, from the third to the eighth elder, how many levels is there in between?

I don't know how embarrassed Kong Zhenren is to boast in front of him that he is the first-class ghost male of the Qingcheng faction......

Stinky and shameless!

Pan Yang's Danfeng eyes smiled crookedly, he must be very happy to see the master at the Sword Conference later!

Seeing Pan Yang smiling so ambiguously, Shen Gongming had the bottom in his heart: This disciple should be nine out of ten!

So Shen Gongming and Pan Yang cordially started a family routine: "Pan Yang, what do you do in your family......"

Although it is his own ghost, Pan Yang can only adapt it on the spot, and his secret cannot be known to any ghost.

Even if his master Kong Zhenren doesn't know.

……

An hour later, Shen Gongming took Pan Yang to the Sword Conference with a red face. The location of the Sword Debate is in the Painting Pavilion, and the scenic spot in the Yang Realm is called the "Natural Picture Workshop". The pavilion stands between the cliffs and the green shade, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the cranes are flocking, which is much more beautiful than the scenic spots in the yang world.

The Sword Conference is actually a kendo lecture within the Qingcheng faction, and all Qingcheng ghosts can participate.

So when Pan Yang followed Shen Gongming to the Pavilion in the painting, he saw that there were already ghost mountains and ghost seas here, and the ghosts were boiling.

Shen Gongming has some face in the Qingcheng faction, and along the way, there are ghosts who greet Shen Gongming from time to time, and Shen Gongming sees the ghosts put down the dishes, and makes various responses such as nodding, shaking hands, arching hands, and making waves.

From Shen Gongming's various responses, Pan Yang understood that Qingcheng in the netherworld was also graded by the color of the clothes.

The outer disciples wore yellow robes, the inner disciples wore green robes, the true disciples and deacons wore blue robes, and the elders wore purple robes.

The clothes above are gone, probably as Shen Gongming said, those big people will not show up easily.

The various clothing colors are distinct, divided into yellow, green, blue, purple and other large and small four-color areas.

Shen Gongming took Pan Yang to the blue area, sat down on the side, and pointed to Pan Yang in a low voice: "The procedures of the Sword Conference are all about first discussing and then swords, and then discussing and then swords...... That is to say, the main lecture in this issue will explain the way of the sword first, and those who have realized it can invite themselves to practice, and after the practice, the elders of each peak will judge......

"If you have an understanding at that time, you can ask for a drill, and if you can get the appreciation of the elders of each peak, the opportunity to apprentice will come. If you don't understand something, you can cooperate with others to practice, as long as you perform well, even if you can't enter the eyes of the elders of each peak, there will be deacons who are willing to accept you as a disciple.

"As a new disciple, your first performance is very important, and the elders of each peak are also willing to give new disciples a chance.

"But if you fail to apprentice before the next audition and become an old disciple, the chances will be very slim."

Pan Yang's ears were listening, but his eyes were gurgling, looking for Kong Zhenren's obscene figure everywhere.

But he looked all over the people in the purple robe and didn't find Kong Zhenren, and then he looked all over the people in the blue robe, but he still didn't.

After Shen Gongming finished speaking, Pan Yang couldn't help but ask him: "Lord Deacon, what kind of clothes are the eight elders of Qingcheng wearing?" ”

Shen Gongming frowned slightly: "The eight elders of Qingcheng are naturally the color of the elders, but the eight elders are not ordinary elders!"

"Although the Eight Elders, the Seven Heroes, the Six Dragons, and the Five Tyrants are all elders, they all have the Tao and the Dharma, and they have made immortal achievements!

"Waiting for idle disciples to enter their Dharma eyes!"

Hearing Shen Gongming say this, Pan Yang felt much more comfortable, and it seemed that Kong Zhenren was not all bragging. So the question is, where is Kong Zhenren? Pan Yang asked Shen Gongming, "Where are the eight elders sitting?" ”

How? What's your little idea? Can't fancy me anymore? Shen Gongming frowned, and reminded Pan Yang intentionally or unintentionally: "Elders with titles with gold trim on their sleeves are not allowed to sit with other elders!"

"The presiding officer of each issue of the Sword Conference is one of the eight elders, seven heroes, six dragons, and five tyrants!

"There are as many ghosts as a carp crossing the river, but there are only a handful of ghosts who can worship them!"

Pan Yang didn't pay attention to Shen Gongming's psychological changes, and his eyes only searched among the elders with gold-trimmed cuffs.

However, there was still no ......

Pan Yang was a little panicked: Why didn't the old money fan come yet? If he doesn't come, how can I apprentice?

Looking at Pan Yangdong and looking around, Shen Gongming shook his head: This little ghost is good anywhere, but he is too ambitious!

When he hits his head, he will know that the netherworld is sinister, and even if he begs me, I won't accept him right away!

At this moment, the audience suddenly fell silent, and I saw a purple-robed old Taoist with a tall horse, a big tiger, a bear waist, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a big face, swaggering onto the high platform: "This issue of the Sword Conference is ...... by Sun Hailong."

Shen Gongming saw that Pan Yang was still looking around, so he quietly pulled him and motioned him to listen honestly.

This Sun Hailong is one of the six dragons, with a hot temper and uprightness, and Shen Gongming is honest in front of him.

Pan Yang had no choice but to sit down in a proper manner, pretending to be listening to Sun Hailong's discussion of swords, but his eyes were gurgling:

Where the hell did Master go?