stayed up until more than nine o'clock in the evening, and Pan's paper shop was about to close, so Pan Yang slipped out with a pile of paper money.

After finding a gap among the piles of ashes at the crossroads, Pan Yang first drew a circle with mineral water.

Although only one poplar sword is burned, this step cannot be missed, just like a male lion peeing to mark the territory.

Whoever is burned is burned to whomever it is burned, and others cannot rob it, nor can they take it away.

Of course, you have to burn paper money before burning the poplar sword, otherwise the poplar sword is not easy to burn, and you have to rely on paper money to open the way.

Burning the paper money, Pan Yang threw the poplar sword into it while the fire was at its peak, staring at it completely into ashes.

Then Pan Yang couldn't wait to run home, and took off his clothes and burrowed into the quilt without brushing his teeth or washing his feet.

Three seconds later, Pan Yang was pulled out of the bed by his mother, and obediently brushed his teeth, washed his face and feet......

After completing the procedure, Pan Yang was finally able to sleep steadily, but he couldn't sleep because he was too excited.

After changing one hundred and eight postures, Pan Yang saw the master before dawn, and his eyes were moist at that time:

"Master, I can see you!"

"This kid!" Kong Zhenren was moved to take the copper coin in Pan Yang's hand: "Come on, come here, what else do you bring!" ”

Pan Yang: "......"

Skillfully caged two strings of bowl-sized copper coins into the big sleeve, Kong Zhenren asked casually: "Have you found the sword?" ”

"Found it!" Pan Yang was very happy, and took out a small sword with a cold light from his arms: "How is it?" ”

"Shhhh

Kong Zhenren couldn't help but gasp, and hurriedly took it, drooling and admiring it over and over again:

"This, this, this...... This is a treasure weapon! ”

Pan Yang blinked: "Is the treasure weapon powerful?" ”

"Awesome! Of course it's amazing! Kong Zhenren was so excited that his ghost paws trembled: "[The Spiritual Weapon] is the bottom, and the treasure weapon is the top!" It's still a dark weapon for the teacher, where did you find the treasure weapon for the stinky boy? ”

Speaking of this, Kong Zhenren frowned, stroked his goatee and looked Pan Yang up and down: "Could it be that you are actually ......?"

Pan Yanghu's body was shocked: Is it time for a showdown......

Kong Zhenren's thin ghost claws grabbed Pan Yang's hand tightly: "Could it be that you are actually a second-generation immortal?" ”

The corners of Pan Yang's mouth twitched twice concealedly: "Master, you think too much, can the second generation of immortals still worship you as a teacher?" ”

That's right! Kong Zhenren blinked his little eyes, and immediately pulled a donkey face into a long one: "Nonsense!"

"Your master is the 'Eight Elders of Qingcheng', he is a first-class ghost male of the [Qingcheng Sect], what kind of ...... is the second generation of immortals?"

"Master, wait!" Pan Yang was so excited that he grabbed Kong Zhenren's ghost paw with his backhand: "It turns out that we are the Qingcheng faction?" ”

"When will I say ......" Kong Zhenren's small eyes widened, and Pan Yang told him very seriously:

"I just said that."

After being silent for two seconds, Kong Zhenren lowered his voice and told Pan Yang while looking around with a thief's head and brain:

"The identity of the teacher is confidential!

"You just know, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing his sneaky appearance, Pan Yang squinted at him from the corner of his eye: "Master, shouldn't you be fooling me again?" ”

"Phew! Criminals! Kong Zhenren was so angry that his goatee was cocked: "When did Master fool you?" ”

"When did you fool me?" Pan Yang's eyes widened in surprise: "Master, won't your conscience hurt?"

"Wait a minute! Where's my sword! ”

Pan Yang was anxious, grabbed Kong Zhenren's sleeve with one hand and inserted it into his cuff with the other: "Pay me back, I will pay me back!" ”

"Stop, thug!" Kong Zhenren was very embarrassed and tore with Pan Yang: "Stop...... No...... Don't stop......

"Master isn't that kind of ghost...... It's easy...... Pay you back, you pay back your ......"

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:

"Give me back!"

"Apprentice, you are too much, you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, are you and your father the same?" Kong Zhenren's old face was flushed, and he panted, took out a small sword, and reluctantly returned it to Pan Yang:

"Will the teacher be greedy for your things?"

Pan Yang took the little sword expressionlessly: "My father never puts my things in his pocket.

"It won't be easy."

Kong Zhenren's old face turned red, and he lamely shifted his gaze: "Apprentice, you use that old locust tree to try the sword first!" ”

"Good!" If it weren't for the fact that the little sword was taken by Kong Zhenren, Pan Yang would have wanted to try it a long time ago.

However, when he looked back, he was stunned, the old locust tree twenty meters away was obviously cut off by Kong Zhenren's sword.

After a night, the old locust tree turned out to be intact!

No, not only is it the same as ever, but the old locust tree is even thicker!

The old locust tree was originally able to be surrounded by three people, but Pan Yang visually estimated that it may now take four people to close the circle!

What happened overnight?

Kong Zhenren was puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

"Not much, I ......" Pan Yang felt that it was necessary for him to hide his identity, after all, this was the netherworld.

He's like a husky that has blended in with a pack of wolves, and it can be dangerous if he is found to be alive......

I don't know if it's the one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to the ghost is black, since the apprenticeship, Pan Yang feels that he is much thicker-skinned.

Pan Yang blinked: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you!" ”

"Hah!" Kong Zhenren was so angry that he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Apprentice, you really don't know how to be a teacher!" As a teacher, he is one of the eight elders of Qingcheng, the first-class ghost male of the Qingcheng faction, if you can hurt me, you will become an immortal! ”

What about the identity secret? Don't talk nonsense everywhere? Master, you broke the can because your identity was exposed, right? Pan Yang was also drunk, so he ignored this tease and tried the sword first.

With excitement, Pan Yang's little hand waved, and a bright sword shot out!

The bright sword light is like an Audi headlight in the dark night, so bright that people dare not look directly! Where the sword light passed, the obscure dark clouds vanished, and the biting yin wind turned into nothing! Unstoppable, unstoppable!

"Boom" There was a muffled thunder, and the old locust tree that could only be surrounded by four people exploded in the bright sword light!

That's not a description!

It's that the old locust tree was really cut into ashes by the bright sword light!

"Shhhh

Kong Zhenren couldn't help but gasp: This son, no, it should be that this sword is so terrifying!

What a treasure!

A trace of greed flashed in Kong Zhenren's eyes, and after a battle between heaven and man, Kong Zhenren stroked his goatee and said:

"Apprentice, this sword is extraordinary! In the future, if it is not a fight for life, life and death, you must not show it!

"Otherwise, it will inevitably lead to the disappearance of the soul!"

"Knowing the master's ......" Pan Yang believed that Kong Zhenren was speaking from the bottom of his heart, because the power of his sword was far better than Kong Zhenren's sword! Kong Zhenren just cut off the old locust tree surrounded by three people with one sword, but he smashed the old locust tree surrounded by four people with one sword! Kong Zhenren has been practicing "Soul Slaying Sword" for I don't know how many years, but his "Soul Slaying Sword" really touched the door after dinner today......

Compared with the two, you can imagine how powerful the little sword made by my father is!