He Has a Dragon

Seeing the curious look on his grandson's face, Jiyang showed a hint of mystery and said softly and slowly: "Restricted area!"

"Restricted area?" Wang Le frowned immediately, with deep confusion and confusion flashing in his eyes.

Because in his impression, both Han Ruoshui and Qingyangzi had mentioned forbidden areas in the martial arts world, many times.

However, once a warrior steps into the restricted area, he or she will often end up dead or alive.

At this time, Ji Yang continued to say: "The restricted areas in the martial arts world are often synonymous with mystery and death. Unless you are a strong person who has reached the peak of the martial arts world, entering the restricted areas is seeking death."

After a pause, Jiyang changed the subject and continued: "But from top to bottom, after generations of martial arts giants have made unremitting efforts to explore and develop the restricted areas, a few of them have become resource treasures for the members of the Alliance's Presbyterian Council."

"There are jaw-dropping natural materials, earthly treasures and source stone veins there, which strongly support their Taoist heritage to continue to be strong."

When Wang Le heard this, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he nodded with a sudden look on his face and said: "It seems that those geniuses are heading for the cultivation resources in the restricted area."

Ji Yang hummed and said: "Yes, although members of the Alliance Elders Council can all benefit from the developed restricted areas, when the benefits are distributed, they must always compete overtly and covertly to ensure their own best interests. distribute."

Speaking of this, Ji Yangzi showed an envious look and said: "This time the young Xuan-level warriors organized by the alliance go to the border trial. If there are no exceptions, it will be a competition between the members of the Presbyterian Church to divide the benefits."

Wang Le rubbed his nose habitually, and couldn't help but speculate in his heart: "The so-called three wild card quotas are allocated to the sects outside the Alliance Presbyterian Church, which can be regarded as giving them hope and hope, at least tomorrow. Put on a relatively fair attitude."

With his mind wandering, Wang Le asked Jiyang: "Grandpa, does Nanhua Temple have any hope of competing for the wild card spot this time?"

Ji Yang looked thoughtful and replied with some uncertainty: "Although Nanhua Temple is not as rich as the members of the Alliance Presbyterian Church, there are still two early Xuan level disciples under the age of thirty, but this depends on the palm." Senior Brother Men’s ideas and arrangements.”

At this point, Ji Yang suddenly realized something and couldn't help but look at his grandson seriously and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Le, is it possible that you want to participate in this trial?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le shook his head and denied without hesitation: "Of course not,

My grandson has just come to visit Nanhua. His eyesight is dark and he doesn’t understand anything. Therefore, anyone can do this kind of limelight thing, but not me! "

Jiyang saw that Wang Le didn't look fake, and showed a look of relief. He praised with satisfaction: "You can realize this, which means you are calm enough. Grandpa is relieved, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Yang took the lead and led Wang Le, who was following suit, and continued to walk quickly up the white jade stone steps...

Unconsciously, Wang Le followed Grandpa Jiyang, walking along the winding stone steps that looked like a white ribbon, bypassing the desolate place. There was no human life, only the front of the mountain with old trees entwined with roots, wild flowers in full bloom, and birds and animals flying.

When Wang Le walked around to the back of the mountain, his body suddenly stiffened and he could no longer move. His face with delicate skin showed an incomparable look of shock!

I saw three magnificent and extremely simple stone bridges that were 100 meters long and 10 meters wide across the bottomless Grand Canyon, connecting a towering mountain on the opposite side that seemed to have been cut in half by a giant axe. together.

Although the densely packed pavilions and pavilions do not appear to be magnificent, their simplicity shows the invisible accumulation of time. They are located one after another on the mountain opposite, just like a small city, showing a breathtaking grand atmosphere.

Seeing this, Wang Le realized that the highest mountain he was on was just a barrier in front of the Nanhua Temple.

This shocking and grand layout design reminds Wang Le of the poem "There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright flowers and willows."

Ji Yang looked at Wang Le, who was shocked and speechless, and stood frozen on the spot. With a smile on his face and full of pride, he asked: "How is it? Nanhua Temple did not disappoint you, did it?"

Wang Le took a deep breath of the slightly damp and cold mountain breeze to help himself come out of this speechless shock, and then nodded and replied solemnly: "It's a wonderful work, my grandson really underestimates Nanhua Temple."

On the way to Nanhua Temple, Wang Le did underestimate Nanhua Temple deep in his heart.

Because Chen Huazhang and others from Tianwang Palace engaged in unscrupulous fighting in Luohuang Town, which belonged to Nanhua Temple, causing huge damage.

This shows the degree of contempt Nanhuaguan has received, and its strength is evident.

In addition, when Han Ruoshui and Qingyangzi talked about Nanhua Temple, they gave Wang Le the impression that the glory was gone and had long since fallen into dust.

Such contempt caused, at this moment, Wang Le saw with his own eyes that the Nanhua Temple, a miraculous workmanship, and the large-scale Nanhua Temple was completely destroyed and ceased to exist in an instant.

clang... clang clang... clang clang clang...

The melodious and resonant ringing of the bell, accompanied by the faint mountain breeze, reached Wang Le's ears from the depths of the dojo on the opposite side through the canyon as the sunset faded its last rays of light and night fell.

Somehow, this made Wang Le feel the peace that he had not seen for a long time. It calmed down the inner mania caused by the killing all the way, making the physical and mental fatigue disappear and become clear. Suddenly, his whole body felt inexplicably light, as if he had been relieved. lifted the heavy burden on my shoulders.

Looking at the brightly lit dojo with the longing figures on the opposite side, Wang Le thought to himself: "I will be here for the next few years."

After a while, as the night grew darker, I stood aside with my hands clasped behind my back, my clothes fluttering in the evening breeze. The taciturn Ji Yang broke the silence, sighed faintly, and said: "It's so difficult to keep this inheritance. ah!"

Ji Yang shook his head, with a worried look on his face, and continued: "The alliance is in turmoil. All the rules of the game will be broken and invalidated. The battles between large and small factions will become fierce. The troubled times are coming, and Nanhua Temple is struggling. !”

Wang Le stopped looking at the dojo opposite, turned his head to look at the old man next to him who was full of worries, showed a bright smile, and said with a relaxed look: "As long as I am here, this troubled world will no longer be bloody, and the martial arts world will bleed. Piaolu, Nanhua Temple will be fine."

Ji Yang couldn't help but laugh, pointed at Wang Le and said: "You kid wants to fly before your wings are strong. When you fully grow up and reach the pinnacle of martial arts, it won't be too late to say this again." Launch a new website