He Has a Dragon

Although there was no evidence, Wang Le couldn't get rid of the fact that the old guy had appeared in Europa many times.

Even though this didn't mean that there was some kind of invisible relationship between the old guy and the vampire clan in the West, it inevitably made Wang Le suspicious.

People are sometimes too smart. When analyzing certain people or things, they will always be suspicious in the process of peeling off the cocoons, and Wang Le is certainly no exception.

"This is too big a deal. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't even believe it to death. But the old immortal has always been very perverted, and his thoughts cannot be judged. It is impossible to say that he really guided this vampire crusade from behind. chess."

Wang Le secretly speculated in his heart, and his expression changed accordingly, because if this was true, it could only be said that the methods and scheming the old guy used in order to survive the disaster safely without being disturbed by foreign enemies were too shocking.

The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. The saints are unkind and regard the common people as stupid dogs.

Although the old guy is not a saint, his mentality is really cruel and ruthless, and he does not take the casualties of those sects and orthodoxies in the martial arts world at all.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Wang Le's guesses are true, otherwise these conjectures about the old guy will not be true.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le couldn't help but take a deep breath and exhale, suppressing the fluctuations in his thoughts like a stormy sea and regaining his composure.

Then Wang Le looked at Qingyangzi, who was standing in front of him and was about to leave the valley, and asked abruptly: "Senior, how strong is the martial arts cultivation of his hometown?"

Qingyangzi paused, and the light in his already somewhat cloudy old eyes flashed away. He took a deep look at Wang Le and responded softly and vaguely: "He has lived for too long, no one knows. The bottom line is, because all the people of his generation have died long ago, in short, he is very strong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le continued to ask: "Can the martial arts cultivation of my mentor be compared with that of your senior master?"

"Um" Qingyangzi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes. First he showed a strange look, and then changed to a confused expression. Then he shook his head and said: "No one knows. When I see the master again, I can ask Last question."

Before Wang Le could continue to ask, Qingyangzi added another sentence: "But the old guy has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of martial arts long ago. The only difference lies in which stage he has reached in the third and final stages of junior high school in the Heavenly Realm."

Wang Le's eyes lit up. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "The old immortal really didn't live in vain for so long. No wonder when we met in the red wall of Sijiu City,

He would say that martial arts talent is not important, what is important is that he can live a long time, and the leftover is king. "

At this moment, Qingyangzi said to Wang Le: "Only the old guy can live for so long in this world, and no one else can do it, because Wanxiang Sect was suddenly destroyed overnight, and then... The inheritance of the Lai sect's Taoism has also been cut off, and among the disciples who have the immortal inheritance, now only the old guy, a former abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect, is left."

As he spoke, Qingyangzi couldn't help but sigh: "It is normal for sects to rise and fall, but the top sect of Wanxiang Sect was suddenly destroyed without any warning beforehand. There is a secret and great horror in it. It has always been It is a huge taboo in the martial arts world and no one wants to mention it, even Master and other people are tight-lipped and don’t want to say more.”

At the end, Qingyangzi stepped forward and patted Wang Le on the shoulder, saying: "There are many secrets that are not accessible to you yet. If you really want to explore them, it will only lead to death."

"So, the only way is to improve your martial arts cultivation to dominate the martial arts world and be able to control the world. Then you can get whatever you want. If you really want to uncover these mysteries, it will be very easy."

At this time, Wang Le curled his lips and responded with a smile: "The boy is just curious for a moment. No one can predict what will happen in the future. By then, he may not be as curious and inquisitive as he is now."

Although Wang Le said so, he didn't think so in his heart, because the real dragon tattooed on his body had too many mysteries and unknowns. If he didn't explore it more clearly, there would always be a knot in his heart. Why? Also lingering.

Wang Le not only guessed that the variation of this real dragon tattoo contained the blood of the python he killed, but also that this real dragon was tattooed by the old guy himself.

Back in the quadrangle on the outskirts of Sijiu City, Wang Le first learned about the Wanxiang Sect from his grandfather Ji Yang, and that the core disciples of the sect all had mythical beasts tattooed on their bodies.

In addition, Grandpa Jiyang emphatically mentioned that the old guy also had a real dragon tattooed on his body, but he was skinned when he was kicked out by Wanxiang Sect.

Waiting for all this, Wang Le is full of exploration into the Wanxiang Sect's orthodoxy that was suddenly destroyed.

Of course, Wang Le will not express his thoughts with his mouth, because it is related to the heaven-defying power of the Dharma Eye, which must not be leaked.

Qingyangzi had lived for such a long time, and his eyelashes were all empty. He was not someone easy to fool at that time, and he could see through Wang Le's duplicity at a glance.

However, Qingyangzi did not point it out. As he said before, the Wang Le in front of him seemed too mysterious to him, and he could not delve into it deeply, because there would always be extraordinary things revealed in the mysterious fog of the other party, which made people feel all over. Explosive hair, full of danger and great terror.

And this phenomenon happened to a young man. It is said that if things are abnormal, there must be a monster. Even if he is sitting in the same boat, Qingyangzi is not willing to be more curious to understand.

Thinking of this, Qingyangzi patted Wang Le silently again, showed a gentle smile, and said goodbye: "It's already late, I have to leave. You kid, don't delay the big event at noon tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi was about to turn around and leave. Wang Le quickly stopped him and asked: "Senior, you said that there is twenty miles north of the valley, but the range is a bit vague. Can you be more precise?"

Qingyangzi showed a mysterious smile and replied: "You will understand when you get there at noon tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi did not fly out of the valley, but turned around and walked slowly toward the entrance of the valley.

Before he could get far, Qingyangzi, who had his back to Wang Le, said again: "Even if you stay in this valley, the big noise at noon tomorrow will lure you there."

Wang Leyi was stunned with a look of confusion on his face. Before he could ask further questions, Qingyangzi, who was not far away, flashed and disappeared at the mouth of the valley.

"Well, it's so mysterious, I haven't finished talking yet." Wang Le touched his nose and muttered helplessly.

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