"Worship me as your teacher?"

Yang Xingzhou looked at Pang Shaoyong who was kneeling in front of him, and then looked up at Pang Yuchun: "Brother Pang, I rarely accept disciples in my life. Even the people in Black Wind Village are only my subordinates, not disciples.

"Young master is extremely talented. Why don't you enter the academy and become a student of the academy's master? It's easy to get ahead in the future. How can you accept me, a barbarian from outside the Great Wall, as your teacher?"

Pang Yuchun had a sudden thought and hurriedly explained: "Brother Yang doesn't know something. I, a young boy, have gone to the academy many times to study, but every time I was trapped in the Wenxin Rock and couldn't move forward.

The rule of White Rock Academy has always been that only those who can pass the question of the heart can enter the school and attend the lectures. If you can't pass the question, you will have no chance of joining the academy. I didn't give up, and I went there dozens of times, and every time I was trapped.

There has never been an exception at Wenxinyan. Yesterday was the hundredth time he went to the academy. He met Brother Yang and was taught a lesson by Brother Yang. However, he admired Brother Yang so much that he had the desire to worship Brother Yang as his teacher.

idea.”

Although he was the owner of the Wutong Bank of the Dali Dynasty and had many wives and concubines at home, he only had a son like Pang Shaoyong when he turned sixty.

A single seedling in a thousand hectares of land, he naturally doted on his son very much. He gave his son all kinds of supplements and found many experts to teach his son the ways of civil and military affairs.

As a result, he supplemented too much, making Pang Shaoyong bloated, his brain reaction seemed to be a bit slow, his aptitude was dull, and he had no achievements in either writing or martial arts.

It would be fine if the qualifications of ordinary people are not good, but Pang Shaoyong is the only young master of Wutong Bank, which is related to the survival direction of Wutong Bank's billions of wealth. It is impossible for a person with mediocre qualifications to master this skill no matter what.

With so much wealth, once Pang Yuchun is no longer around, Pang Shaoyong will surely be destroyed.

For this reason, Pang Yuchun visited experts all over the place, hoping to reshape his son and transform him into a peerless genius, but no real expert was willing to help.

Such a behemoth as the Wutong Yinhao has long been a piece of meat in the mouths of various forces. As soon as Pang Yuchun dies, the Wutong Yinhao will be quickly torn apart and swallowed up by the secret forces.

Pang Yuchun was well aware of the danger lurking in the dark and wanted to find a backer, so he sent his son to study at Baishi Academy, hoping that his son could become a student of the academy. In this way, no matter who he was, he would be affected by his relationship with the academy.

The five-way silver number is also afraid of three points.

It's just that Pang Shaoyong failed to live up to his expectations, and the academy's requirements for accepting students were too strict. No matter how persevering Pang Shaoyong was, it would be difficult for him to cross Wenxinyan and become a student of the academy.

Originally, Pang Yuchun had despaired of her son, but after hearing about the intersection between Yang Xingzhou and Pang Shaoyong yesterday, she felt a glimmer of hope again.

As a hero outside the Great Wall, Yang Xingzhou was domineering and brutal. If his children could become his disciples, at least there would be a way out if a critical moment came.

Although the development and growth of Wutong Bank is important, the most important thing is the safety of their own children. For people like Pang Yuchun who have experienced all kinds of major events, money and status are just a piece of cake. What really matters to them is

The heir to his own bloodline inheritance and hard work.

In Pang Yuchun's eyes, Wutong Silver's billions of gold and silver are not as good as his son Pang Shaoyong's life.

Now I am in urgent need of medical treatment. Now that I have met the great god Yang Xingzhou, I have to give it a try no matter what. If I succeed, it will be better. If I fail, it will just give Yang Xingzhou a mansion. For Wutong Bank,

It's nothing at all.

"oh?"

When Yang Xingzhou looked into Pang Yuchun's eyes just now, he had already peeked into this person's memory. He instantly understood Pang Yuchun's plan, and immediately said with a smile: "Young Master and I are destined to be together. The so-called bachelors are only beaten ninety-nine times, not beaten.

Plus one, my son has paid homage to Shushan a hundred times, but failed a hundred times. As soon as he met me, he had the idea of ​​​​becoming a disciple, which shows that he is indeed somewhat destined to me."

He took out a small green glass bottle with crystal silver and antimony from his arms, poured out a golden elixir from it, and handed it to the kneeling Pang Shaoyong: "This is the small Wuji elixir I refined.

Taking it will increase your merits for at least ten years, so please accept it."

While he was speaking, a piece of spiritual practice experience from Shaolin in the world of rain and clouds had followed Yang Xinu's unknown gaze, passed into Pang Shaoyong's eyes, and entered his heart.

Pang Shaoyong was startled, then quickly reached out to take the golden elixir handed over by Yang Xingzhou, swallowed it in one gulp, kowtowed three times to Yang Xingzhou, and said, "Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Dharma!"

Then he kowtowed to Pang Yuchun next to him and said: "My child suddenly gained a way to practice and was taught elixirs by a teacher. Now he has to practice in seclusion for a few days. During this time, please take good care of your house and don't let others disturb the purity."

Before Pang Yuchun could speak, Pang Shaoyong stood up quickly, ran to the backyard, found a quiet room, closed the door, and sat cross-legged to meditate, his mind settling down and returning to silence.

In fact, his qualifications are not dull, but he took too many tonics when he was young. The medicines were so powerful that they damaged his brain and blinded his heart. As a result, the medicines accumulated, his body swelled, and it was difficult to digest, and he became a fat man.

Now that Yang Xingzhou's mental power broke through his heart, Pang Shaoyong felt clear in his heart. He felt that after living for more than 20 years, his mind had never been so clear as now, and he knew what he was going to do in an instant.

Therefore, he briefly said a few words to his father, took advantage of the great opportunity to take the elixir, and referred to the cultivation method taught by Yang Xingzhou to guide the medicine's power to circulate in the body, thus entering the silent state of practice.

Seeing his son running towards the backyard, Pang Yuchun was surprised and happy. He looked at Yang Xingzhou and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Yang, have you accepted a dog as your disciple?"

He is not an easy person, he is also a master of martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have created such an amazing family fortune. However, his talent in martial arts is limited, and although his vision and knowledge are high, he cannot break through to the master level, but his skills are extraordinary.

Now when I saw my son, I knew that Yang Xingzhou must have given him a lot of benefits, and I was so excited that it was hard to describe: "Oh my god, my boy finally has a teacher to follow him!"

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and said: "Shaoyong and I are destined to be together, so we may not become masters and disciples. If he is willing, he can just be my registered disciple."

Pang Yuchun said: "It doesn't matter whether he wants it or not, he is the designated disciple! As a father, I can do this pig!"

At that moment, a banquet was held in the mansion, showing great respect to Yang Xingzhou and thanking him profusely.

As long as Yang Xingzhou accepted Pang Shaoyong as his registered disciple, their Wutong Bank account would be a little more secure. At the very least, they would still have a place to seek refuge outside the Great Wall.

Yang Xingzhou and others rested in the courtyard for a day. In the evening, Pang Yuchun led everyone to leave, leaving only his son Pang Shaoyong in the courtyard.

This courtyard already belongs to Yang Xingzhou, so naturally he can't stay for long.

After Pang Yuchun left, Yang Xingzhou thought for a while and asked First Yuanliang to stay in the mansion to take care of Pang Shaoyong, while he got on the carriage and headed to the eldest princess' mansion.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark, and it was already evening.

The red flame dragon colt and the flame chariot were like two bright flames, crossing the dark space and walking towards Long Street.

The current emperor's surname is Long, and the place where the royal family lives in the capital is called Long Street.

Long Street is not a street, but the abbreviation of a large area. In this large area, large and small royal disciples live. Not to mention ordinary people do not dare to come here, and even ordinary officials do not want to pass by here.

Here are all the children of the royal family. No matter where you come from, when these officials see them, they must salute and march all the way on Long Street. They are like kowtow-headed insects. No one would be willing to pass by here.

Princess Xiuyuan lives at the end of Long Street.

When the flaming chariot passed through the long street, many royal disciples on the roadside were amazed.

Carriages with such a shape are rare in the entire Shangjing City.

"Stay here!"

The carriage was moving forward when suddenly a group of people stopped the carriage. The leader, a young man and more than a dozen generals, blocked the horse's head and cursed: "Good boy, you dare to steal my carriage, Long Jia's? It's really too much."

Too bold!”

He looked at Han Pu, who was driving, and said with a smile: "You know what you are doing, get out of the carriage, get out of the carriage and leave. Master, I am too lazy to hold you responsible for stealing the car. If not, hey, let's go to the government office."

I will inevitably give you a death sentence!"

Lian Guangying saw that the man was dressed in brocade and had a yellow crown on his head. He was dressed like a member of the Long family royal family. He couldn't help but feel shocked. He knew that the man was coveting his own carriage and horse. He immediately approached the carriage curtain and whispered: "

Master, what should I do?"
Chapter completed!