He Has a Dragon

Qingyangzi's helplessness, isn't it Wang Le's helplessness?

When he had been with the old guy Xiao Zhixuan in the mysterious force for nearly three years, Wang Le had never seen through him, and he was shrouded in a mysterious aura from beginning to end. Please search ( # ...) to see the most complete list!

Because of this, Wang Le was more or less affected, so that everyone in the circle of Sijiucheng had an impression of him as moody, unpredictable, unpredictable and unpredictable.

"Senior, why is the old guy nicknamed Yunlong Jiuxian?" Wang Le's heart moved and he asked with interest.

I saw Qingyangzi laughing and asking: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Wang Le: "…………"

At this time, Qingyangzi said again: "You have to understand one thing, that is, Xiao Zhixuan has lived too long, and the title Yunlong Jiuxian was already there when he debuted. It has been so long that our descendants will know less about it." There are very few of them, maybe the poor master will know one or two of them."

Then Qingyangzi changed the topic and continued: "In the world of martial arts, if a warrior has his own nickname, most of them are powerful and powerful, and this nickname basically represents his most powerful technique."

Having said this, Qingyangzi still did not stop and said: "Not to mention the title of Nanhua Blood Sword of Han Ruoshui, you can understand the means by which he can exert his strongest combat power. Without exception, It must be the sword in your hand."

Wang Le couldn't help but nodded. Before that, Qingyangzi had said that the most powerful inheritance of Nanhua Temple, which was not weaker than the inheritance of other top sects in the martial arts world today, was the inheritance of the sword.

And Han Ruoshui is the true inheritance of Nanhua Guanjian, and he has carried it forward and gone his own way, thus shocking the martial arts world and becoming a dominant figure feared by all parties!

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Qingyangzi said thoughtfully: "The title Yunlong Jiuxian can only remind me of the disciples of Wanxiang Sect, the old man's former sect, and his true disciples. Everyone has a tattoo of a mysterious beast, including a real dragon tattoo.”

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "I once heard Master mention in a casual conversation that the inheritance of Wanxiang Sect's skills is somewhat related to the demon clan. It is very strange and difficult to deal with. Once you compete with others, then It will not stop until death.”

"Oh?" Wang Le couldn't help but look surprised. He had never heard Qingyangzi's statement before, and it was quite novel.

"However, Xiao Zhixuan is an abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect, and Wanxiang Sect has been annihilated and disappeared a long time ago. The juniors in today's martial arts world basically don't know that a sect called Wanxiang Sect once existed, and it is also a top sect."

Qingyangzi couldn't help but feel a lot when he said this.

Right or wrong, success or failure is gone, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter.

"In the vicissitudes of life, countless Taoist traditions have declined, and were eventually annihilated and forgotten by future generations in the long river of history."

Qingyangzi murmured to himself. The huge whirlpool-shaped safe passage in front of him emitted a soft, white light that was no longer as dazzling as before. It shone on the old Taoist's face, and his old outline couldn't help but touch Wang Le's heart.

"Senior, natural selection has been like this since ancient times, so there is no need to feel too much."

Wang Le took over Qingyangzi's words and said what he was thinking.

Qingyangzi smiled, waved the sleeves of his half-worn Taoist robe, put away the ups and downs of mixed emotions in his heart, and then reminded: "Boy, remember what Pindao once said, that is, living is the most important thing, as long as you don't stop halfway. If you die young, your future achievements will be limitless, do you understand?"

At this time, Wang Le snorted, then bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, senior, for your support along the way. I will never forget it in my life!"

Qingyangzi accepted it calmly and laughed and said: "Okay, just don't forget what you said today, then Guixu Temple will be your eternal support!"

After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted Wang Le in front of him to stand upright.

"Let's go. I hope to enter the martial arts world before dawn to avoid attracting the attention of outsiders and causing unnecessary trouble."

After Qingyangzi finished speaking, before Wang Le could react, he grabbed his arm instantly with his hands like lightning. Then his body transformed into an afterimage, and he rushed towards the whirlpool-shaped safe passage in front of him without any further delay.

When Qingyangzi pulled Wang Le, he was like two insignificant pebbles, and they were thrown into the giant whirlpool-shaped safe passage that appeared after the cliff cracked, exuding a bright white light.

At the same time, just as the two rushed into the safe passage, Qingyangzi took out his free hand from the sleeves of his Taoist robe and grabbed the void.

Immediately, the metal token that was the size of an adult's palm and had a patina that was thrown into the passage suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then flew into Qingyangzi's extended hand.

Then, without waiting for Wang Le to see clearly what the token looked like, the old Taoist put it into the sleeve of his Taoist robe without hesitation and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Qingyangzi couldn't help but smile when he saw Wang Le's curled lips and said: "Boy, this token is the key to opening the safe passage of Guixu Temple. Apart from Pindao, the other token is collected by his master. , so don’t have any good intentions.”

Wang Le smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions, and then looked at this safe passage with good eyes.

The giant passage with a diameter of more than 50 meters is like an undersea tunnel in the world, but because of the changing white light, it looks even more gorgeous and wonderful.

While Wang Le was amazed by this, he couldn't help but murmured: "Senior, isn't it a waste to build such a big passage? After all, there are so few disciples in Guixuguan. It's like building a road in a small county with a small population. , it is clear that four lanes are sufficient, but the result is such an exaggerated twelve lanes, it is too exaggerated.”

Qingyangzi replied without any concern: "This safe passage was opened up when the Guixu Temple was at its most powerful and glorious in history. As Pindao learned from the ancient books in the temple, the Guixu Temple at that time was not like Today, I don’t care about worldly affairs, but I just want to dominate the martial arts world and claim to have one hundred thousand disciples.”

"Uh, one hundred thousand disciples!" Wang Le couldn't help but make a tut-tsk sound and said with a look of amazement on his face.

"It is precisely because of this that a giant safe passage was opened at that time, so you kid should not make a fuss," Qingyangzi said with a smile.

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "If it can escape from the quagmire of the martial arts world and finally become a hidden sect, then it must have had glorious years of glory and excitement, and thus have sufficient foundation and strength. Otherwise, it will not be able to survive at all." Not qualified."

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