Not long after this strange thought was circling, Xu Yang was thrown out of his mind. The reason was nothing, just looking at Pangu's expression. Although he didn't know why, he seemed to see nothing.

That's good……

Pangu stood stupidly for a long time. He was embarrassed by Xu Yang's side, watching Xu Yang standing still, silently saying in his heart: "Is this the same thing for us to realize the truth... so... not moving at all..."

Xu Yang came back to his senses and recognized his identity as the Great Dao. He turned around and couldn't help but speak: "Fellow Taoist Pangu!"

"Fellow Taoist." Pangu looked strange and thought about the reason why the person in front of him was emotional. While catering to Xu Yang, he called him "Fellow Taoist".

Xu Yang suddenly bent his waist very low and bowed to Pangu. He couldn't tell what kind of etiquette it was. Not only Pangu couldn't recognize it, but even Xu Yang himself didn't know which procedure he was taking. Perhaps this was a kind of etiquette that simply expressed respect.

Xu Yang thought he had given Pangu a ceremony to apprenticeship. After that, he shouted "Teacher" in a very casual manner.

The two words "Teacher" are both important and heavy, but they just floated back and forth in Pangu's ear, leaving a thunder in the sky, which made Pangu feel restless.

As soon as consciousness returned to his body, Pangu relied on his broad and strong figure and the strength of his hand to pull Xu Yang up as if he was holding it.

Through the hazy fog in the chaos, the tension and discomfort on Pangu's face clearly reflected, Xu Yang felt the malice of the world towards him.

Pangu said: "I can't afford it! I can't afford it! Don't joke with fellow Taoists!"

Pangu waved his hand in the dark, and Xu Yang pretended that he hadn't seen him. His temperament was stubborn and occasionally very extreme.

A gentle and jade-like face was hung outside, and the inside was so dark. Only a small number of people who were with him survived. The most common slogan was warm man, and the most accurate adjective was snake sperm disease.

To give a simple example, Xu Yang plays chess with a complex and changeable style, one game after another. When others think they can control the ending, he will be the Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway.

There are both losses and losses in the game. There are more times when winning and more times when losing. But his mood often has nothing to do with victory or defeat.

Moreover, joy and anger are not always reflected. Sometimes, I think there is no need to calculate facial expressions all day long, so I put all the happy and unhappy on my face; sometimes I feel the need to practice my control and bury all my emotions.

I originally wanted to find a guide to bring myself to familiarize myself with chaos, and to learn the magical powers and techniques of ancient times. If he really had a great way, these should be understood at one point.

Now that Pangu has reacted so much, he is intrigued.

"What's wrong with Pangu's reputation for a long time?" Xu Yang smiled. Although he knew that the silly man opposite him could hardly see what changes were on his face, the good habits he had developed over the years remained until today.

Welcome all directions with courtesy.

Pangu still looked like he was fighting to the death. It was not because he was pretentious, but because the cause and effect between the master and the apprentice was too great. If the teacher was not strict with his teacher, and if his disciple made mistakes, he would naturally have to bear the consequences of his karma as a teacher.

If the teacher is guilty of disaster, the disciple is guilty of the same crime. If he is not punished before his death, he will enter the underworld and be punished before he can be reincarnated.

This theory is the three views of a relatively extreme novel by Xu Yang. Now it has been understood by Pangu. It has turned into it and achieved the rules of the great way in his heart.

Pangu was like a lump of elm, and he couldn't even drill a drill. Seeing that he was stubborn and unrealized, Xu Yang didn't dare to push him. He first put aside the matter of becoming a disciple and then mentioned it when the time is right.

Thinking of this, he no longer made things difficult for Pangu, but just sighed for a long time.

After a long time of speechlessness, the two of them stepped on the void and stood awkwardly. Until Pangu hung his hands down like a deflated person, he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, so he closed it again.

Chaos is the most boring. He looks up and can't see the top, and looks down and can't see the bottom. Looking around is the same as not looking around. It's better to just close your eyes so that you can comfort yourself that you are sleeping.

"Why not change some light?" Pangu carefully observed Xu Yang's expression in the darkness, "The chaos is too stuffy... the ones displayed by fellow Taoist Kexi Avenue... are bright?"

"Can you change it?" Xu Yang's tone was slightly impatient. How long does a person who was unlucky all year round and could not see the light?

Pangu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Natural."

He raised his hand and remembered something in a trance. His outstretched arm was reluctant to put it down, but he did not cast the spell. Xu Yang waited for a long time, thinking that he didn't understand, and it would be feasible to see others.

However, there was no result. Xu Yang was puzzled and was about to speak when he heard the sound of Pangu's mosquito-sized sound passing through the chaotic fog: "Fellow Taoist, do you... do you... do you change?"

Xu Yang planned to give him a positive answer, but was taken first: "Yes, I forgot... I will wait for this enlightenment..."

"..." That's exactly what it is.

Pangu looked pity and a little guilty, and he said, "Follow me and raise your hand."

Xu Yang didn't have time to think and immediately did as he did, but he didn't know whether he was raising his left or right hand, so he simply raised his hands.

Pangu continued, drawing a semicircle in the air counterclockwise towards himself. His fingertips seemed to be dyed with stars, gently illuminating a chaos.

Xu Yang learned from him, and both hands were like this. He drew circles horizontally and spread his palms in front of him. Unfortunately, it was useless.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Pangu had a big bucket of embarrassment, Xu Yang had a chaotic embarrassment...

Seeing this, Pangu thought carefully for a long time and suddenly realized it and shouted to Xu Yang: "It must be that fellow Taoists have not communicated with the great way!"

“How to say it?”

"Generally speaking, you must present what you want to the great way, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve."

Xu Yang rans out his words, probably: what he meant to say in his heart...

"Then this hand gesture..."

Pangu smiled shyly: "Don't fellow Taoist think it looks beautiful?"

“…It’s really unique.”

This time Pangu really lived, and in Xu Yang's heart. He is a person who stands in front of Xu Yang with independent thoughts, his own personality, and emotional changes. If he does something wrong, he will be embarrassed, he will be embarrassed to be stared at, and he will be surprised when he encounters an accident. Only he knows what he thinks, rather than being interpreted by God's perspective.

Pangu began to become three-dimensional and no longer like a two-dimensional myth.

After a brief silence, Pangu's eyes focused on Xu Yang's right hand. The palm did not have the complicated gestures like the last time, but it scattered a slight light and penetrated the chaos.

Xu Yang followed this method and learned from Pangu for countless days with his donkey lips in his mouth.

During this period, he was full of jokes, and gradually he went from knowing nothing about casting spells to waving the chaotic fog with one hand, and with one thought he could release the hang of thousands of feet of hang over the river.

Pangu lost his youth. The tedious accidents and indifferent human feelings of Pangu in Xuyang Church later generations. He had long regarded Pangu as a teacher and friend, thinking that he would no longer let Pangu be simple in his mind, so as not to surrender to others in the future.

Then he cruelly cut stains on a flawless white paper.

However, Pangu does not look honest as before...

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