He Has a Dragon

"Senior, the power of your sword that I saw yesterday was shocking to the extreme. It is already so powerful at the late stage of the earth level of martial arts, so the heaven level of martial arts cannot be said to be the legendary method of gods."

A trace of yearning flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he spoke to Qing Yangzi.

Qingyangzi smiled slightly and said: "When you meet more martial arts giants in the future, you will understand that the sword used by Pindao is just childish."

After a pause, Qingyangzi narrowed his eyes and continued: "In fact, the most powerful inheritance of Nanhua Temple is the use of swords. It is no less powerful than those top sects in the martial arts world. Han Ruoshui has his true inheritance. Even his sword If Pindao confronts him head-on, his chances of winning are not very good."

Having said this, Qingyangzi looked at Wang Le and said: "When you become a disciple of Nanhua Temple and refine your natal magic weapon, you'd better choose a sword. Only in this way can you get the strongest inheritance of Nanhua Temple. Only in this way, Your fighting power will be even more powerful."

Wang Le's eyes lit up when he heard Qingyangzi's suggestion, and he nodded in agreement. He couldn't help but think of the scene of a sword coming from the west, and a flying fairy from the sky. The master's style is fully displayed!

Just when Young Master Wang began to imagine that he had achieved a level of martial arts, had a flying sword, and could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, Qingyangzi suddenly changed his tone and said with a hint of solemnity: "But You must not walk on the path of Han Ruoshui, his sword is just like his people, it kills too much, it is too evil and ruthless."

"Uh!" Wang Le was stunned for a moment, with confusion and deep fear on his face as he said: "If the great uncle is practicing the strongest inheritance of Nanhua Temple and becomes like this, then it's okay for me not to learn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyangzi shook his head without hesitation and said with a smile: "You are overthinking it. The same inheritance is practiced by different people. If you practice step by step, you will only fall behind."

"Only when you find your own path based on the original inherited skills, and become better than the old, can you be regarded as the true successor and be blessed by the disciples of the younger generations."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi sighed and said: "Everyone is a different individual. Han Ruoshui has taken the sect's strongest inheritance of swords forward to a further level. Although it is gratifying, the killing is too heavy and not everyone can do it. To the extreme like him!"

When Wang Le heard this, he couldn't help but nodded and smiled as if he had some understanding: "I understand, kid. It's like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and each one is different."

Qingyangzi was stunned and blurted out: "Hamlet? What is it?"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose,

It occurred to him that Qingyangzi was not interested in reading Shakespeare's selected works. It seemed that he was overestimating himself by making this analogy to the other party.

After thinking about it, Wang Le chuckled and explained: "Hamlet is a fictional character written by Shakespeare, a great writer in Europe and Great Britain."

Before Qingyangzi could continue to ask what Shakespeare was, Wang Le made another metaphor based on his own understanding: "The inheritance of martial arts is like a ball of mud. Everyone will make up what they want according to their own ideas." s things."

I saw a look of understanding and agreement on Qingyangzi's face, nodded and said: "Yes, that's probably the truth. It mainly depends on the cultivator, not the inheritance of the technique."

After pondering for a while, Qingyangzi showed a mysterious and mysterious expression, looked at Wang Le seriously, and admonished: "This depends on the understanding of human Taoism. If the inherited skills are placed in front of you, how much you can understand, then It depends on your destiny.”

Wang Le couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression, and then said as if he was blessed, "This is all fate."

Qingyangzi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Wang Le to say that. Then he couldn't help but think of the ups and downs in his life, walking on the road of martial arts. Looking back now, it seems that he was destined by God.

Thinking of this, Qingyangzi couldn't help but sigh and said: "Yes! This is all fate. As the saying goes, everything depends on people and success depends on God. In the end, it all depends on your own luck."

At this moment, Wang Le suddenly laughed and changed the subject: "This is all fate. It's true that God depends on me, but if God wants to go against me, Wang Le, then I can only resist and change my fate. !”

"Uh!" Qingyangzi couldn't help but was speechless for a while. He was silent for about ten seconds, and then he smiled angrily and scolded: "You have such a big tone, you dare to say that you will change your fate against the will of heaven. If it were the poor Taoist Master, he is an old man. I don’t even dare to have such an idea!”

Then Qingyangzi went further: "The power of heaven is unpredictable, and all living beings are ants. No matter how powerful we warriors are and reach the pinnacle of martial arts, in the end we will just be the strongest ants, which will not help us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Senior Xiaoyaozi really not have the idea of ​​changing his life against the will of heaven? Has he admitted it himself?"

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "I remember that you always mentioned that Senior Xiaoyaozi traveled around in search of secluded and secret places. The ultimate goal is to find the method of immortality."

Qingyangzi frowned and asked, "So what if we are looking for a way to live forever?"

Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and responded: "Birth, old age, illness and death are the fate that no one can escape. There is an old saying, if the King of Hell lets you die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? This is the fate of heaven. Destined."

Having said this, Wang Le swallowed his saliva to moisten his throat, and then continued: "The way to live forever is to break the fate of birth, old age, illness, and death. If this is not changing one's destiny against nature, then what is changing one's destiny against nature?"

"Senior Xiaoyaozi has already practiced this!"

"Uh!" Qingyangzi was speechless. He didn't know how to refute Wang Le's words, because everything the other party said was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it.

After a moment of silence, Qingyangzi admitted to Wang Le with a smile: "Master is indeed doing his best to change his destiny against the will of heaven. As a disciple and as an authority figure, I have never seen this clearly. Today, I will let you... Said, poor Taoist was awakened."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi couldn't help laughing and jokingly said: "Yes, your boy sees further than Pindao. In the future, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts is just around the corner."

"Ahem..." Wang Le coughed as if he was embarrassed, and replied with a blush on his face: "Senior, you are so ridiculous, I don't have this ability yet."

Before Qingyangzi could continue his teasing words, Wang Le quickly changed the subject and asked with a hint of expectation: "Senior, when will we leave for the martial arts world?"

Qingyangzi did not return immediately, but looked up at the sky outside the valley that had just been covered by night...