He Has a Dragon

When the bright moon came out of the mountains, Qingyangzi and Wang Le set off again, flying through the clouds under the stars in the night sky.

Over the past few days, Wang Le has seen all the peaks and mountains in the martial arts world gathered together, and the waves like angry waves. He has also seen the desolate desert where the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river, and the birds are gone.

During the journey, whether it was green water or desert under the scorching sun, the biggest impression that gave Wang Le was that he saw no human beings at all, not even one.

If he hadn't been eating wild beasts every day, Wang Le would have thought that he had entered a dead zone with no living creatures.

Wang Le never expressed his confusion about this. After all, the routes Qingyangzi took him were in remote and desolate areas, and it was still reasonable to say that he couldn't see anyone.

After a long night of flying in the air, the confusion in Wang Le's heart finally disappeared.

When the sun rose from the eastern skyline with the red morning glow, Qingyangzi led Wang Le from high altitude to the ground.

"Depend on"

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Wang Le couldn't help but curse.

On this vast plain with no mountains as far as the eye can see, there is a huge ancient city at the end of the line of sight, like an ancient giant beast crawling silently on the ground.

Under the red morning sun, this ancient city with no visible length of city wall is bathed in it, exuding an invisible ancient atmosphere and appearing full of vitality at the same time.

Bustling crowds of people were coming in and out near the large and small gates under the city wall, and there was an endless stream, which was extremely prosperous.

In Wang Le's sight from a distance, people were like ants, densely gathered together, and this ancient city was like a huge nest.

In every move, the word survival is being performed.

Just when Wang Le was extremely shocked by what was happening in front of him, Qingyangzi stood beside him with his hands behind his back and a leisurely look and asked with a slight smile: "How do you feel?"

Wang Le was immediately awakened by Qingyangzi's question, and then replied directly without thinking: "Senior, everything in front of me can't help but give me an illusion."

Before Qingyangzi could continue to ask, Wang Le further said: "This illusion is that the boy thought that he was in a trance and traveled back to the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties in a time machine."

"This ancient city,

People here wear ancient clothes, drive bullock carts, and ride horses.”

When Qingyangzi saw Wang Le speaking slowly about his feelings with a shocked look on his face, he couldn't help but smile on his face and said with confidence: "No matter how prosperous the Han and Tang Dynasties were, they couldn't match the martial arts world."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "Thousands of years of dynasties have changed in the secular world. Most of the influential figures in each dynasty and the trendsetters of those eras have their roots in the martial arts world."

"To put it simply, the shadow dancers behind the evolution of civilization in the mortal world are the upper-class figures in the martial arts world."

"Uh" Wang Le, who suppressed the shock in his heart, touched his nose and was speechless.

Because what Qingyangzi said was true, Wang Le could not refute it.

Li Dan, the dragon among men, can shatter the void.

Confucius, the master of all ages, besides holding scriptures in one hand, turned out to be an invincible and undefeated master with a sword in the other hand that swept across the martial arts world.

Even Ying Zheng, the first emperor who founded the first feudal dynasty, was still a peak master in the late stage of martial arts, and he also won a divine battle recorded in the history of martial arts.

Not to mention Genghis Khan, the whip of God in the eyes of Europeans. Wang Le witnessed with his own eyes that there were members of the demon clan in the opponent's underground tomb, and only the wolf skeleton was left but the soul-eating soul was still alive.

When Wang Le, who was speechless, flashed these famous figures in his mind, he saw Qingyangzi standing nearby with his hands behind his back, leaving the place and walking slowly towards the ancient city in the distance.

Upon seeing this, Wang Le quickly put away his thoughts and followed.

At this moment, he saw Qingyangzi walking in front, with his back to Wang Le, he suddenly sighed and said with emotion: "During the dynasty for thousands of years, the martial arts world had absolute control over the mortal world, but since the emergence of hot weapons, Everything has changed and it will never be the same again.”

Wang Le silently nodded in agreement. His experience in Sijiu City and the people he came into contact with, such as high-ranking figures such as Xiao Yuanfang and Mr. Mu, all showed that the martial arts world had no so-called control over the mortal world.

Rather, there is a tacit understanding of the balance of terror between the two parties.

The most obvious example is that the Martial Arts Alliance has arranged for many warriors to be stationed in Forty-Nine City to protect the lives of high-level personnel there at all times.

But on the other hand, this is not a kind of surveillance.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le finally broke the silence and half-jokingly said to Qing Yangzi: "No matter how advanced your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. If bullets don't work, then use missiles; if one missile doesn't work, then use ten missiles; if ten missiles are not enough, then use ten missiles." If it doesn't work, then use nuclear bombs, it will work after all. Even if you reach the peak of martial arts, you will not be able to face such a terrifying attack."

Qingyangzi stopped for a moment, then slowly walked forward again, without looking back and said with a smile: "Boy, when you reach the pinnacle of martial arts, you will understand that when your fighting power When it reaches its limit, no matter how powerful the thermal weapon is, it is useless."

After a pause, Qingyangzi changed the topic again: "Unless we use the most powerful thermal weapons to destroy this earth and perish together with the masters at the peak of martial arts, then everything is just a dream."

"Uh." Wang Le's face stiffened, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Is it possible that the master of the heaven-level realm can only be killed by the invincible Xiaoqiang who destroyed the earth?"

Thinking of this, Young Master Wang's yearning for the realm of martial arts heaven became more intense.

When the two of them were chatting and walking out of the ancient city, the intensive "dah-dah-dah" sound of horse hooves from the rear reached the ears of Wang Le and Qingyangzi, and became louder and louder.

The intensive sound of horse hooves was mixed with the snapping sound of whips hitting the horses, and they were getting closer and closer to Wang Le and Qing Yangzi.

Before the two of them could look back, a rough and arrogant man from behind yelled angrily: "If you two people in front of you don't want to die, please get out of the way."

Before he even finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves and the whipping of a whip came close behind Wang Le.

Before Wang Le, who was frowning, could make a move, Qing Yangzi, who was walking in the front, took the lead without looking back.

In the flash of lightning, Qingyangzi's half-worn gray Taoist robe sleeves were suddenly swung back, and an invisible strong wind swept behind him towards the place where the sound of horse hooves sounded.

At this moment, Wang Le didn't bother to avoid it, but stopped and turned around calmly to look over.

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