Nangong Jin hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help asking: "As far as I know, if you are with the madman, how could you come to Nanshi?"

"That's right. This time I came to Nanshi, it was the crazy guy who asked me to come."

"The madman asked you to come?"

"That's right!"

The madman nodded, then said with a serious expression: "He asked me to find Zhang Yi and needed that kid's panlong!"

Nangong Jin was slightly stunned when he heard this: "What are you used for?"

The madman took a sip of tea again, looked up at Nangong Jin and smiled, "My sister Jin, have you forgotten what the madman's ancestors did?"

"What?"

Nangong Jin was surprised and said incredibly: "The madman wants to use Panlong--" Before he finished speaking, the meaning was very obvious.

"That's right! The madman is trying to do this."

Ghost Hand smiled and said, "Panlong is a inheritance of the Zhang family. I believe that the experience and means of the madman ancestors will definitely become even more powerful."

"I see."

Nangong Jin suddenly realized, then frowned and said, "But if you want to do that, the materials you need must be not simple, right?"

"This--" Ghost Hand suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "It's true that we haven't considered the materials needed yet."

Nangong Jin frowned, she thought for a moment, and then said, "How do you think my streamer sword is like?"

Streams?

Hearing this, the madman shook his head and said, "Although the Liuguang Sword and Panlong are masculine things, the combination of the two is probably not very obvious!"

"That's a bit difficult."

Nangong Jin sighed.

"Take it slow, don't worry."

Ghost Hand smiled.

At this moment, Nangong Yuan walked in from outside the courtyard and laughed: "You guys seem to be having a lot of fun chatting!"

Ghost Hand looked up at Nangong Yuan, and smiled and said, "Do you want to sit down and chat?"

"I won't disturb your Yaxing."

Nangong Yuan waved his hand and then stepped back two steps: "Look, who will see you?"

Ghost Hand and Nangong Jin looked up at the same time.

After a while, a young man walked in from outside the courtyard. It was Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi looked calm. He walked to Nangong Jin and the others and smiled and said, "Aunt Nangong, Uncle Ghost, Hello!"

Nangong Jin looked at him in surprise and asked in confusion: "Aren't you taken away by Senior Tianjizi?

When did you come back?"

Ghost Hand narrowed his eyes slightly and exclaimed: "I really didn't expect that after you left with Senior Tianjizi, your martial arts cultivation has made great progress again!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Nangong Jin was surprised and looked Zhang Yi again with his eyes.

She didn't pay much attention just now, but she realized that Zhang Yi's martial arts cultivation seemed to have made a lot of progress.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a senior of Tianjizi.

She knew very well that Zhang Yi's martial arts cultivation could make progress, which would definitely be inseparable from Tianjizi.

Nangong Jin quickly came to his senses and said with a smile: "You little brat, don't be polite, sit down quickly!"

Zhang Yi smiled awkwardly, then sat down very simply, but looked at the ghost hand.

Ghost hand picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and laughed: "It's very good, it's true that it's the same as your father."

Zhang Yi looked at him deeply, then couldn't help asking: "Uncle Gui, are you a member of the Gui clan?"

"Yes, I'm from the Ghost clan."

Ghost Hand smiled and said, "Do you think it's strange that I'm from the Ghost clan, why did I become sworn brothers with your father?"

"It's a bit strange, but I can see that you won't be with the guys of the Ghost Clan."

Zhang Yi smiled.

“The vision is quite unique.”

Ghost Hand smiled, he hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Is your Panlong still on you?"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"What are you nervous?"

Nangong Jin was a little amused and explained: "The Crazy Guy comes from the Crazy Clan. His ancestors have been sword-casting masters for generations. They want to use your Panlong to create a more powerful magic weapon!"

The Kuang clan?

According to ancient books, the strong men in the Kuang clan are all the top sword-casting masters in the world.

According to the information he obtained, the Soul Ice Sword of that year was also cast by ancestors of the Kuang clan.

Could it be that the madman wants to build a magic weapon that shocks the world and makes ghosts cry based on Panlong?

Hearing this, Zhang Yi's expression was shocked.

It is hard to imagine that Pan Long is now a real magic weapon. If it is rebuilt, I don’t know what kind of magic weapon it will be tempered.

It will surely shock the world and the ghosts and gods! Zhang Yi pulled out the Panlong at his waist and placed it on the stone table: "This Panlong is a magical object passed down from generation to generation in our Zhang family, and only our Zhang family can control it.

It, does the mad uncle have a way to control Panlong?"

If you want to temper Panlong, you must first control Panlong.

Otherwise, it may be backfired by Panlong.

This is what Pan Long is terrifying.

"Don't worry, the madman naturally has a way."

Ghost Hand smiled: "If even the madman can't do anything, wouldn't it damage the reputation of their Kuang clan?"

Hearing words.

Zhang Yi felt it made sense, so he nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I'll hand Pan Long to you."

"No, we still need materials before that."

The ghost hand shook his head and said with a serious expression: "If you want to create a shocking magic weapon, you need a kind of yin and cold thing, and the combination of yin and yang, to exert great power!"

A thing that is yin and cold?

Zhang Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

How could there be something cold on him?

Ghost Hand looked at him deeply, then couldn't help asking: "Have you obtained the inheritance of the Forbidden God Sword Technique?"

Zhang Yi smiled faintly: "Yes, the Forbidden God Sword Technique was passed to me by the old man of the Su family before his death."

"I have to say, you're lucky."

Ghost Hand also smiled: "As far as I know, the Forbidden God Sword Art was created by the sword soul, and the sword soul of that time had a soul ice sword that never left his body."

"ah?

Could it be that you want the Soul Ice Sword as an auxiliary material?”

Zhang Yi was surprised.

The Soul Ice Sword, made of scales on the Ice Kirin's body, is a thing of cold and cold! "You're right."

Ghost Hand took a sip of tea and smiled faintly: "Under the premise, you can get the Soul Ice Sword."

"This—" Zhang Yi's expression was a little hesitant.

According to the essence of the Forbidden God Sword Technique, if you want to practice to the extreme of swordsmanship, you must need the assistance of the Soul Ice Sword.

If the Soul Ice Sword is gone, wouldn’t his Forbidden God Sword Art be able to practice to the Shadow Sword Realm?

The ghost hand glanced at him with his eyes slanted, and couldn't help asking, "What?

Is there anything difficult for you?"

Seeing Zhang Yi's hesitant look, Nangong Jin covered his mouth and chuckled twice: "I understand!"

Uh--What do you understand?

Ghost Hand's eyes became weird, but he didn't say anything anymore.
Chapter completed!