He Has a Dragon

"Boy, it's been a while since you entered the martial arts world. Do you have any feelings in your heart?"

Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le, who was sitting next to him, and asked casually with a faint smile.

Wang Le paused for a moment, then regained his composure, curled his lips and said, "If you really say no, that guy would be hypocritical."

After a pause, Wang Le showed a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said slowly: "Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the air in the martial arts world is not much better than the world of mortals."

Qingyangzi laughed and said: "Of course, the world of mortals is endless, the lights are bright and the food is green, the secular world hundreds of years ago is not as good as the martial arts world, not to mention the natural environment of the secular world that has been repeatedly destroyed in the past hundred years, let life All living beings in this world of mortals are miserable."

Wang Len snorted and continued: "As for the geographical environment of mountains and rivers in the martial arts world, the boy feels that it is more profound, remote and simple than the famous mountains and rivers seen in the world, and is not stained by the worldly atmosphere."

At this moment, Qingyangzi nodded and took over the conversation: "You are right, the entire geographical scope of the martial arts world is more than five or six times larger than that of the secular world, and it has continued to be created by nature without being manipulated by man. Deliberate destruction, that’s why you kid feels like this.”

Wang Le smiled slightly and showed an expression of agreement, and then said: "The game here is even better. The meat is so smooth and tender that it almost breaks your tongue when you eat it."

Qingyangzi said with a look of approval: "The beasts in the martial arts world are not only more delicious than those in the secular world, but more importantly, they can enhance the physical fitness of the warriors, making them stronger and more powerful."

"Oh" Wang Le was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but said with a hint of surprise: "Senior, is there any reason for this?"

Qingyangzi shook his head and said: "No one knows the details, but if you insist on explaining it, it is that the water and soil support all things, and the environment of the martial arts world is better than the world."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued with a strange tone: "You kid, you have to understand that the world of martial arts has changed a lot, and it will never be the same as before."

Wang Le raised his brows and suddenly said with a thought: "Senior, are the extinct demon clan the result of the mutation of this beast in the martial arts world?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyangzi denied it without hesitation: "Of course not."

"Well" Wang Le's raised eyebrows instantly knitted together and asked: "Then how did this monster come into being?"

Qingyangzi raised his head and squinted at the sunlight leaking from the gaps in the leaves.

He murmured softly: "If there is anything left behind from the completely broken ancient era to prove its existence, then it is undoubtedly the demon clan."

Wang Le's eyes flashed. This was the second time he heard about the ancient times of the martial arts world, and it further involved the origin of the demon clan.

However, Wang Le didn't pay much attention to this. After all, it was too far away from him and couldn't be reached with eight poles.

Of course, the only way to make a connection in a roundabout way is with this real dragon tattoo on my body.

Because the person who tattooed Wang Le with this real dragon was Yunlong Jiuxian Xiao Zhixuan, and he was an abandoned disciple of Wanxiang Sect.

What can be related to it is the inheritance of Wanxiang Sect.

It is said that the Wanxiang Sect’s martial arts training and inheritance are inextricably linked to the demon clan.

One of the important evidences is that the secret core disciples of Wanxiang Sect are the same as the strongest ace of the mysterious army in the past. Each of them has a divine beast tattooed on his body.

Needless to say, these mythical beasts belong to the demon clan, not humans.

While Wang Le was thinking in his mind and waiting for Qingyangzi's reply, he saw the other party lowered his head, and then said to himself: "The demon clan, the only product left over from the ancient times, has evolved with the development of hundreds of years ago. The environment of the world changed drastically, and eventually it went extinct.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le couldn't help but look confused and said: "The environment of the world has changed so much, how come the demon clan is forced to die without any descendants and cannot survive?"

At this moment, Qingyangzi closed his eyes, the expression on his face seemed a little complicated, and even replied with a hint of sadness: "The birth of an heir for the demon clan is inherently difficult because it involves the mysterious inheritance of blood, and The environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically, causing the demon clan to want to give birth to another generation, which has become a wishful dream. "

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "It's like a fish leaving the water and a bird losing its wings. All that's left is despair and death."

Having said this, Qingyangzi sighed and said: "Next it is the turn of the martial arts world. In the end of the Dharma era when the world and the environment have changed drastically, the resources for cultivation have been exhausted, and the martial arts path of our generation of warriors has become increasingly bumpy and arduous."

Qingyangzi left the big tree he was sitting on and stood up. He put his hands behind his back and said with emotion: "The path of martial arts in the future will be completely cut off. Warriors will no longer be different from the ordinary people in the world. The martial arts world is destined to become the first There are two mortal worlds, and the occurrence of all these things just depends on the time."

Wang Le, who was sitting on the ground, stood up. After all, he was not a member of the martial arts world, so he said with a nonchalant expression: "By then, both seniors and I, Wang Le, will have already turned into loess. .”

Qingyangzi sighed again and replied: "Of course I understand what you are talking about about poverty, but when I think about it, I always feel that it is unbearable."

"Well" Wang Le touched his nose and felt nothing about it.

In the eyes of Young Master Wang, after a hundred years, he has gone to the underworld. How can he still care about the floods in this world? Qingyangzi is a typical example of worrying blindly.

In the final analysis, the two people have different personalities and perspectives, and there is no right or wrong.

When the two of them talked to this point, Qingyangzi was not in the mood to continue chatting anymore, so he simply told Wang Le not to wander around. After resting on the spot, he disappeared without a trace, and he went to continue to heal and rest.

Wang Le looked at the direction where Qingyangzi disappeared deep in the forest, and couldn't help but murmured softly: "The fruits of this martial arts world are so muddy and deep, and there are too many messy things involved. I will have to worry about it from now on." The only way to walk on thin ice is to take every step step by step. You must not capsize in the gutter, otherwise you will be wronged and you won’t be able to find anyone to explain to your grandma’s house.”

Immediately, Wang Le turned around and climbed up the big tree quickly using his hands and feet along the thick trunk. As usual, he lay quietly on the branches with his eyes closed to rest, so as to recharge his batteries and prepare for the night trip after dark.

According to Qingyangzi, if there is another night's journey, if nothing happens, we will be able to enter the central area of ​​the martial arts world at this time tomorrow, and we will be getting closer and closer to Nanhua Temple by then.

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