Ma Yu'er finished burning, Pan Yang went home to wash and wash, and got into the quilt at only eight o'clock. As soon as his eyes were closed and opened, Pan Yang appeared in the netherworld, and when he looked at his body again, he had a gorgeous red robe, with wide sleeves and almost hanging to the ground, and the golden silk dragon pattern on his whole body was simply blinding!

And my dad made a full set, lined with sea green, stepping on cloud shoes, and wearing a Shangqing lotus crown on his head!

The Shangqing Lotus Crown is not ordinary, it is one of the three crowns of the Daomen, and it can only be worn by high-level masters when they are practicing science.

The three crowns of Taoism, the Taiqing fishtail crown, the Yuqing Ruyi crown, and the Shangqing lotus crown, are the crowns of the highest level of Taoism!

In the eighty-sixth version of "Journey to the West", Taishang Laojun wears this Shangqing Lotus Crown, although he is Taiqing......

It is conceivable how brilliant Pan Yang's body is, standing at the resurrection point is simply blinding!

Kong Zhenren was crazy when he saw it, and pounced on Pan Yang and touched it, his bamboo-like fingers trembling:

"[Magic Weapon]!

"This is a magic weapon!

"Stinky boy, you still say that you are not the second generation of immortals!"

Pan Yang blinked: "Is the magic weapon very powerful?" ”

"Of course it's amazing!" Kong Zhenren was so excited that he was about to cry: "Above the underworld weapon is the treasure weapon, and above the treasure weapon is the magic weapon!" As a teacher, this body is still a spiritual weapon! Disciple, is this the death gift you prepared for the teacher? I'm really satisfied with being a teacher, I didn't expect you to still think about the death day of your teacher......"

I've never seen anyone so brazen! Pan Yang was also drunk: "Master, are you dressed properly?" ”

"Of course! You take it off, and let you see and understand it for the teacher! "Kong Zhenren almost started to open it directly!

This is poor and crazy, right? Pan Yang had no choice but to take it off for him, and Kong Zhenren actually fit perfectly after wearing it!

"If you see it, it's called a magic weapon!" Kong Zhenren turned around in a circle: "Apprentice, is it good-looking?" ”

There is such a kind of person who really doesn't look like a prince when he wears a dragon robe! Kong Zhenren is that kind of person! But Pan Yang was really embarrassed to hit him, after all, he hadn't learned the flight of the sword, so he boasted with a clear conscience:

"Beautiful! The main thing is temperament, Master, you are so stubborn! ”

Kong Zhenren was praised so much that the chrysanthemums bloomed: "Apprentice, come, as a teacher, I will teach you "Flying Edgeworth", you bow your head!" ”

As soon as Pan Yang lowered his head, Kong Zhenren slapped him according to his heavenly spirit Gai'er, and Pan Yang realized "Flying Edgeworth"!

"Uhhh

Pan Yang released the small sword made by his father, and the three-inch Qingfeng flew into the sky and suddenly became bigger!

It's as big as a flat boat!

This time it's really a big sword, the big sword circled in mid-air and then flew towards Pan Yang on the ground!

Pan Yang took advantage of the situation and stepped on the big sword, this big sword was very spacious, and Pan Yang could even lie down!

Finding the most comfortable position to lie down, Pan Yang felt the big sword flying freely in the air like a wind and waves!

The outside of the great sword is shrouded in a layer of blue light, like a moon halo, this thing can play a protective role!

The yin wind that came to his face was blocked by the cyan sword light, and Pan Yang would not fall if the big sword was flipped over!

At ease!

The most important thing is that the flight speed of the big sword is much faster than that of the wind, and Pan Yang has a sense of security!

If you can't beat it in the future, run away!

Kong Zhenren stroked his goatee and looked at his apprentice Sa Huan'er with a smile, smiling so much that his face was full of folds.

When Pan Yangshuang was enough, he fell down and looked at Kong Zhenren: "Master, why did you change your clothes back?" ”

"What do you know, wealth is not exposed!" Kong Zhenren regained his ragged appearance, and educated Pan Yang seriously: "If you dress so ostentatiously, you have to meet someone who kills ghosts and treasures when you go out!" You see that as a teacher, this tattered underworld robe, others must think that I am a poor ghost, saving a lot of trouble!

"When I really want to fight, I will change this magic weapon robe, and if I have a treasure weapon sword in my hand, my combat power will at least quadruple! Kill your opponent by surprise and it's easy to win! ”

As he spoke, Kong Zhenren looked at Pan Yang's big sword with a pair of small eyes, and Pan Yang decisively changed the topic:

"Master, are there a lot of ghosts and treasures out there?"

"That's a lot!" Kong Zhenren shook his head: "The world is declining, and the ghost heart is not ancient!" It's better to be a ghost and keep a low profile!

"So look at Master like this, don't think that Master is a poor ghost, in fact, Master is just low-key!"

Pan Yang: "Oh......"

"The teacher wants you to cultivate the "Xuanmen Evil Qi" to 'supernatural transformation' in the shortest possible time, in addition to preparing for "Flying Edgeworth", I just want to take you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors!" Kong Zhenren looked rare serious when he said this: "When you return to Qingcheng to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, you will have another umbrella!"

"If the jade-faced lady wants to move, you have to weigh it, after all, our Qingcheng can be regarded as the overlord of the Daomen!"

Sure enough, there is also a Qingcheng faction in the netherworld! Pan Yang's heart moved: "Master, how is our Qingcheng compared to the Qingcheng of the Yang Realm?" ”

"How can the Yang Realm Qingcheng compare to the Netherworld Qingcheng?" Kong Zhenren pursed his lips disdainfully: "You must know that many of the exercises and treasures in the Yang Realm Qingcheng have been broken for various reasons, but the Netherworld Qingcheng will not be broken!"

"And all the sages of our Qingcheng dynasties are here, cultivating for hundreds and thousands of years, one can fight more than the other!

"Yang Realm Qingcheng, what is it?"

Yes! Pan Yang was excited: "Master, are the legendary Ning Feng, Yin Changsheng, and Zhang Daoling all there?" ”

Ning Feng, who was an immortal when Emperor Xuanyuan, cultivated in Qingcheng Mountain. The Yellow Emperor was defeated by the hands of Chi You, went to Qingcheng Mountain to ask Ning Feng for advice, Ning Feng taught the Yellow Emperor the art of dragon ji, the Yellow Emperor built an altar to worship it as "Wuyue Zhangren", so the later generations of Qingcheng Mountain are also called "Zhangren Mountain"! Yin Changsheng is one of the eight immortals in Shu at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, Zhang Daoling is the Zhang Tianshi of the [Heavenly Master Dao], and he has to preach the Taishang Laojun to fight the six ghost kings......

If these Qingcheng bigwigs are in Qingcheng in the Netherworld, then they will be developed, and Pan Yang feels that he can go to heaven!

"Don't think so much!" Kong Zhenren stood on tiptoe and patted Pan Yang's crotch shaft very seriously:

"Let's talk about Qingcheng first!"

"Huh?" Pan Yang looked confused: "Master, you are the eighth elder of Qingcheng, can't your apprentice enter Qingcheng?" ”

Kong Zhenren's old face was long: "Do you think any ghost in Qingcheng can go in?" The competition is fierce!

"Survival of the fittest, do you understand?

"For the first generation of the teacher, the two sleeves are breezy and the three provinces are my body...... It's just a clear stream in the ghost cultivation, and it will never show favoritism for you! So you don't want to rely on the relationship of being a teacher, you have to rely on real skills to get in!

"Hey! Hey, what are you doing! What are you doing! Stop it! Don't touch it! What do you touch, scoundrel! ”

Pan Yang put his hand into his cuff with a dark face and touched it randomly: "Less nonsense!" Where's my vestment? Give me back! ”

Kong Zhenren: "......"