"Yang Xingzhou?"

After Pang Ban spoke, Hua Jieyu reacted and turned around to look outside: "Is Yang Xingzhou here?"

Ever since Liu Yaozhi died in the hands of Yang Xingzhou, Hua Jieyu had been thinking about avenging Liu Yaozhi. However, when she accompanied the magician back to the Central Plains for the third time, she found that Yang Xingzhou had grown enough to compete with the magician. At this time

, it is no longer a question of revenge or not, but a question of how to escape from Yang Xingzhou. In the end, if Magician Pang Ban had not chosen to compromise, not even one in ten of the Magician Palace could have returned to the outside of the Great Wall.

Because she met Han Bai in the Central Plains and received the guidance of the magician Pang Ban, Hua Jieyu and Han Bai became romantically involved overnight, and became pregnant with Han Bai's seed. Since then, their hatred has been greatly reduced, and their love has increased day by day.

, he no longer has the same hatred towards Yang Xingzhou as before.

But after hearing the news about Yang Xingzhou, I still felt a little bit indignant.

After all, Liu Yaozhi was her former husband. Ying Fei, Hua Zha'ao and others were also frequent visitors to the Magic Palace. Now they all died at the hands of Yang Xingzhou. This kind of resentment will probably last a lifetime.

But fear also accompanies it.

Just when Hua Jieyu was stunned, from her side, Yang Xingzhou's familiar clear voice slowly sounded: "Brother Pang, although your handwriting is good, you are much worse than me."

Hua Jieyu turned around and saw a handsome man in a bright red robe and a purple gold crown with hair tied on his head. He didn't know when he appeared next to Pang Ban. He picked up the paper Pang Ban had just written and looked at it intently. He chuckled and said: "Confucianism"

Taoism, Buddhism, and demons, the four schools of thought have different practices.

In fact, there is no essential difference in the pursuit of the way of heaven. Tianmo Ce gathered the wisdom of masters from many schools and condensed it into transcendental methods. Although many methods are methods of benefiting oneself at the expense of others, after all, it is also one of the paths that can be explored."

While he was talking, his eyes were fixed on the paper in his hand, reading the outline word by word. After closing his eyes and concentrating for a moment, he gently exhaled and said with a smile: "It's really no small matter."

Pang Ban smiled and said: "It's rare that Brother Yang has such a view. Generally speaking, the so-called righteous people hate the Demon Sect deeply. Almost everyone of the Demon Sect disciples shouts and beats them and denounces them as evil heretics. But they don't know that since the creation of the world, there has been Yin and Yang.

, where there is good there is evil, where there is light there is darkness.

There are good people, and of course there are bad people. The disciples of the Demon Sect act bloody and benefit themselves at the expense of others, but how can the so-called white martial arts people be any better than the disciples of the Demon Sect?"

He told Hua Jieyu: "Jieyu, show me tea to Brother Yang quickly. The mighty Ming Emperor, a generation of emperors, has come to visit in person. We have to have a feast to entertain him."

Hua Jieyu took the order and went.

Yang Xingzhou shook his head at Pang Ban and said: "Since ancient times, good and evil are like charcoal. There must be a clear boundary between good and evil, otherwise great chaos will occur if it is unclear. Brother Pang, you are pursuing the way of heaven, and there is no distinction between good and evil in your heart.

Yes, but I am still a mortal and I have to think about the people. If the emperor of a country cannot distinguish between good and evil, then the country will definitely fall into chaos and the people will suffer terribly."

He shook his palm lightly, and the general outline of the Heavenly Demon Strategy written by Pang Ban turned into a cloud of powdery smoke and fell: "The border outside the Great Wall has been bitterly cold for a long time. I came to see Brother Pang this time. Firstly, I asked Brother Pang for advice on various ways of the Demon Sect.

methods and practice skills, and the other is to jointly discuss the steps for the various ethnic groups outside the Great Wall to return to the Central Plains."

Pang Ban raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Brother Yang is very greedy. Not only can he return to Longfu to Shu, but he also wants to get the secret of my Demon Sect. He also wants to merge me into the Central Plains outside the competition. His appetite is too big."

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and said: "Brother Pang, I won't hide it from you. I want to conquer the world and dominate the world. Brother, I am a professional and I am familiar with it! You'd better give the order in advance and let the disciples of the Magician Palace arrive.

Don't resist stubbornly, otherwise the consequences will be extremely disastrous."

Pang Ban stared at Yang Xingzhou for a moment and said: "Brother Yang, I have the skill of observing words and colors. I can tell the truth and falsehood of your words from your words and deeds. I heard endless confidence in the words I called you.

It seems that unifying the world is just a piece of cake for you, and it is no problem at all. However, throughout the ages, neither the Han nor the Tang Dynasties have been able to establish themselves outside the Great Wall for a long time. What means do you have to ensure the rule of all ethnic groups outside the Great Wall?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled but did not answer: "Such methods are not enough for outsiders. Brother Pang, I have read the general outline of the Heavenly Demon Strategy. How many other secrets of the Demon Sect do you have here?"

He took out the Huajian Sect's "Flower Fragrance Qi" from the Hua Xian Nian Lian Dan and threw it to Pang Ban: "This is the inheritance of the Huajian Sect and the inheritance of the Demon Sect. In fact, the techniques are very

It’s a bit interesting.”

Pang Ban reached out and took it, not even bothering to look at it, and handed it to Hua Jieyu, who was pouring tea: "Send it to the Sutra Pavilion."

Turning to Yang Xingzhou, he said: "The Huajian Sect is also one of the twelve branches of the Demon Sect, and it has produced many masters in the past. When I was young, I spent a lot of effort to collect the inheritance of the Demon Sect in the world, although I have not collected all of them.

I got it, but of the ten volumes of Heavenly Demon Strategy, I have recovered six of them, and the remaining four volumes are either lost, or there are secret inheritances that I don’t know about. Brother Yang, since you want to read the Demonic Cultivation Techniques, I have a collection of scriptures in the palace.

The pavilion is open to you at any time."

Yang Xingzhou laughed: "I was about to take a good look."

He was not polite. Under Pang Ban's guidance, Shi Shiran walked into the Scripture Pavilion of the Magician's Palace and opened the various scriptures and classics hidden there. Pang Ban had been the best in the world for more than sixty years and had an amazing vision.

He was so tall that it was no small feat that he could see and collect the martial arts secrets in the Sutra Pavilion. Yang Xingzhou read through them one by one, benefiting a lot and opening his horizons.

"When I return to Fengming Mountain, I will also build a scripture cave to encourage my men to practice well. Well, I also have to prepare panaceas in advance and collect magical weapons to prevent the children from not having weapons at their disposal.

Kill the enemy."

He browsed around the Magician's Palace, and it was getting dark before he knew it. It was only when he turned on the lamp that he realized: "No, just browsing through it will take a day. If you think about it carefully, you won't have more than a month."

, I’m afraid it will be difficult to do. If I don’t return to the Central Plains for a few days, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably break into chaos!”

At that moment, I concentrated my mind and quickly read through the secret books in the Sutra Pavilion. I just memorized them without thinking about them. This made the speed much faster. It only took three days to memorize the books in the Sutra Pavilion.

inside.

Then he walked out of the Sutra Pavilion and came to the cliff behind the Magician's Palace. He saw Pang Ban standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant mountains.

It was a dark night, with a bright moon in the sky, the mountain wind blew people away, their patchwork clothes were flying, and their shawls and long hair were dancing wildly, making them look like demons.

Sensing Yang Xingzhou's approach, Pang Ban raised his hand and pointed to the mountains in the distance that looked like monsters lurking under the night sky, and sighed: "Brother Yang, you look at the thousands of miles of mountains, rolling up and down, how vast it is, the uncanny workmanship of nature, it's really unbelievable

Speculation.”

Yang Xingzhou said: "What does this mean? The starry sky above our heads is more touching!"

Pang Ban said: "Yes, the sky is so high that it cannot be touched by human beings, and how generous the earth is cannot be measured by human beings. The heaven and earth are endless, but human beings have limited human power. Being born as a human being, you are naturally lucky, but since you have become a human body,

The day will eventually come when aging ends, but it will become the greatest misfortune."

When he said this, he slowly turned around, his eyes shining brightly in the moonlight: "Brother Yang, when discussing Taoism with Pang, you can't just use your words, you have to have a real sword and spear showdown!"

"

He just turned around.

boom!

Within a few feet of space around Yang Xingzhou's body, endless tearing force suddenly emerged, forming a strange force field of true energy, fixing him in the force field. Just as he was twisting his body to break away from this huge force, there was a scene in front of him.

Suddenly there was an extra fist.

Pangban’s fist!

He struck out as soon as he said it, without any warning. It was completely different from his previous striking style. This punch was simple and square, without any fancy, returning to nature, extremely simple, but at the same time, it simplified the complex and simplified the word "fist".

The power of this weapon is maximized.

When Pang Ban's fist was punched, his skin glowed faintly. For those who were distracted, the moment they saw the fist, their entire mind would be taken away by the fist, and they would not even be able to think of resistance.

At this moment, nothing existed in Yang Xingzhou's entire field of vision, except for a huge fist filling the world, like a monster swallowing up the world, crushing him mercilessly.
Chapter completed!