He Has a Dragon

While Qingyangzi and Wang Le were chatting, walking one behind the other, the two of them finally arrived in front of the ancient city along the flat, solid and broad road paved with bluestones. 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.

On the endless plain land, the ancient city wall, which is more than 20 feet high, which is equivalent to more than 60 meters in the world, stands majestically. It stretches along the vast plain land to the end of the sight to the left and right, and the edge cannot be seen.

The city wall directly in front of Wang Le and Qing Yangzi has four gates, one small, one large, and five gates.

There are two small city gates each located on the left and right of the big city gate, and the distance between them is nearly fifty meters.

Among them, the small city gate has four lanes for entry and exit, and is about five meters high. The large city gate, which is guarded by four small gates in the middle, is more than 30 feet high and has eight lanes for entry and exit, which is shocking.

Wang Le and Qing Yangzi were standing in front of the big city gate, with people coming and going in all kinds of fashionable ancient costumes. This made Wang Le look out of place in his worldly shirt and jeans, which frequently caused a stir. Pedestrians pay attention.

However, Mr. Wang was always very thick-skinned, so he didn't care at all. He looked up at the three black ancient handwritings carved on stone on the top of the city gate.

"Bai Yujing."

When Wang Le murmured the name of the ancient city softly, he saw Qingyangzi standing side by side with him. He said with a calm face: "The white jade capital in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, the immortal caressed my head, and my hair is tied to immortality." .”

Wang Le raised his brows and stopped looking at the three ancient characters "Bai Yujing" on the city gate. He looked at Qingyangzi beside him and asked for advice: "Although I don't know where this poem of yours comes from, it literally means Judging from the meaning, it should be about gods and other things."

Qingyangzi hummed, looked up at the name Bai Yujing on the city gate, and replied: "This poem was written by Li Bai."

"Uh!" Wang Le was stunned at first, and then showed a strange expression, because he had heard Li Mubai mention it a long time ago that the poet Li Bai was also a master of martial arts, but unfortunately his life was not very good and he died very early.

"I didn't expect that Li Bai had written such a poem." Wang Le couldn't help but muttered, with a somewhat surprised look on his face.

At this time, Qingyangzi continued: "Bai Yujing represents the abode of gods. Such legends have always been very illusory. They have been passed down by word of mouth in the martial arts world. There are even legends that Bai Yujing really existed in ancient times. .”

Wang Le rolled his eyes unconsciously.

I thought this was too exaggerated.

How can there be any gods in this world? People in the secular world believe in this stuff, but I didn’t expect that some people in the martial arts world believe in it. They are all born from the same root!

At this time, Qingyangzi pointed at the majestic ancient city called Bai Yujing in front of him and said: "Since the day when the martial arts world began to exist, this ancient city has existed, but it has also been destroyed and rebuilt over the long years. countless times."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "However, the name of this ancient city Bai Yujing has never changed. It has been more than two thousand years since the city was last rebuilt."

"Hiss! More than two thousand years!" Wang Le suddenly took a breath of air and showed a look of surprise on his face. He couldn't help but look at this majestic ancient city - Bai Yujing, which has experienced vicissitudes of seas and mulberry fields, but has stood firm.

"Senior, why was Bai Yujing destroyed when it was rebuilt two thousand years ago?"

Wang Le's thinking was a little jumpy, and he suddenly asked Qingyangzi in an irrelevant way.

Qingyangzi's eyes flashed with memories, and he murmured back: "According to Bai Yujing's city chronicles, the reason why the ancient city was destroyed last time was not a large-scale war, but an extremely bright and beautiful city that will be recorded in the annals of history forever. The pinnacle of divine battle.”

Wang Le: "…………"

At this moment, Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le, who had a look of shock and disbelief, and then said calmly: "No doubt, this is the combat power of the peak martial arts, earth-shattering!"

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "Once you reach the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Realm and the end of the martial arts road, the destructive power displayed by the warriors is simply unimaginable. This is why there have been so few peak divine battles since ancient times. , and will forever be remembered in history.”

"And there are only a handful of warriors with such heavenly combat power in the long history of the martial arts world. They are the brightest and brightest eternal stars in the sea of ​​stars!"

Having said this, Qingyangzi's old face glowed brightly, showing immense admiration and pride, and continued: "Master, he is the brightest eternal star, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts and looking down at the heroes of the world!"

Wang Le, who was standing aside, couldn't help but be fascinated and murmured to himself: "It is enough for me, Wang Le, to be able to stand at the pinnacle of martial arts in this life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a male voice suddenly sneered next to him, followed by a sarcastic comment: "You don't even have a single hair on your head. How dare you, a young man who jumped out of the earthly world where all living beings are just ants, dare to achieve great things?" The great spring and autumn dream of reaching the pinnacle of martial arts? Hahaha..."

At this time, pedestrians entering and exiting the city gate couldn't help but laugh loudly, sarcastically, and gossip when they heard this.

Wang Le looked back at the direction where he had just spoken without changing his expression, and saw a thin middle-aged man with a jade face and red lips. The only pity was that his handsome face was ruined by his long and white eyes, which were more white than black.

At this moment, I saw this middle-aged man holding an ink paper fan, looking at Wang Le with a strong sense of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and then said: "What? Not convinced?"

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing that there was a lot of excitement, the laughter of the pedestrians who gathered became even louder, as if they were not too dissatisfied with the matter and were eager to bleed immediately, preferably to kill someone.

"Hey, look at the way this kid is dressed, he either came back from traveling in the inferior earthly world, or he is an ant native in the earthly world."

"Nonsense, of course they are the ignorant natives in the world of mortals. Otherwise, do you think anyone in our martial arts world dares to speak so brazenly?"

"This earthly native doesn't know the heights of the world, and he even boasts that he wants to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. I can kill this ant with just one finger now!"

"If this kid is an ant native of the mortal world, how did he get into the martial arts world? I'm afraid this young man should have some support. Let's just watch the excitement and don't let the trouble come out of his mouth."

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Amidst the commotion, Wang Le, who was soon surrounded, faced the unprovoked taunts of the middle-aged man in front of him, as well as the pointing and laughter of the people around him, with a relaxed expression on his face and no trace of annoyance. color.

Qingyangzi, who was standing aside, couldn't help but show a funny look, as if he was afraid of being dragged down by Wang Le, he calmly retreated further away, and like the people around him, he watched the excitement with interest...

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