He Has a Dragon

The night breeze blew slowly on the bridge, and the cold starlight and moonlight shone on Wang Le and Ji Yangzi, the silent grandfather and grandson.

After a while, Wang Le finally digested the news that his grandfather told him.

As for whether it was true or false, Wang Le didn't really care.

Because for him, this is a necessary in-depth understanding of the martial arts world, so that he can better understand what kind of world he lives in now.

"Grandpa, if the artifact butterfly is in the abyss of the canyon under the bridge, then the great sage of the demon race that it suppressed and cannot be killed has long since passed away, and even the bones must have been turned into ashes. "

After regaining his composure, Wang Le said casually with a smile.

At this time, Ji Yangzi avoided answering and asked: "Do you want to know the true form of the great sage of the demon clan who suppressed it?"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa, don't overwhelm your grandson."

Ji Yang chuckled and replied without any more roundabout ways: "Great Sage Tianlan."

"Pfft! Great Sage Tianlan?" Wang Legang's narrowed eyes widened in an instant, and his eyes looking at Jiyang were full of surprise and surprise.

If we want to talk about other powerful people in the Monster Clan, Wang Le definitely doesn't know them, but Qing Yangzi only talked about Tianlan Great Sage on the bank of Tianlan River a few days ago.

Although the demon clan in Tianlan River is only said to have the blood of the mythical beast Kunpeng, it is not the real Kunpeng.

But Wang Le still couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "The ancestor of Nanhua and the mythical beast Kunpeng are really destined!"

At this moment, Wang Le even thought wildly about Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou", which might have some causal connection with the demon clan in Tianlan River.

Of course, this is just a thought. After all, time has been too long, and the truth has long been buried in the sand of time.

"Do you also know the Great Sage Tianlan?"

Ji Yang couldn't help but look at Wang Le in surprise and asked.

Wang Le did not hide anything, and briefly recounted what Qingyangzi told him about the Great Sage Tianlan a few days ago.

After Wang Le finished speaking, Ji Yang said: "Senior Qingyangzi is right.

The strongest person of each generation among the Tianlan River Monster Clan will be called the Tianlan Great Sage. "

After a pause, Ji Yang continued: "And the generation of Tianlan Great Sage that Nanhua Patriarch met should be the strongest one among all the Tianlan River Demon Clan's previous generations."

"Therefore, even a powerful person like Patriarch Nanhua cannot kill the opponent. He can only use the artifact butterfly to suppress the Great Sage Tianlan forever in the abyss of the canyon under the bridge."

At the end, Ji Yang chuckled and did not forget to add: "Of course, these are all legends. Whether they are true or not has long been untestable. Grandson, just listen to them."

Wang Le nodded at first and then said with a look of longing and regret: "That is a divine weapon! I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of magical existence it is."

Ji Yang looked at Wang Le fondly and said: "Now you are still a fledgling Xuan-level warrior. When you reach the Heavenly level of martial arts, you will naturally come into contact with and understand the topmost secrets of the martial arts world. At that time, the so-called The artifact is not far away from you."

Wang Le nodded solemnly, his eyes flashing with determination, because he believed he could do it!

Thinking about his unique martial arts path, Wang Le encouraged himself: "Although the process is tortuous, the future must be bright."

Just like that, the old man and the young man stopped standing on the bridge to blow the cold wind, and walked quickly along the bridge to the opposite side...

When Wang Le followed Ji Yang through the 100-meter-long stone arch bridge, although he did not see any patrolling guards from the temple, he felt the fleeting glance of someone as soon as he stepped onto the ground of the dojo.

There was even invisible spiritual consciousness peeking here from the dark, but it stopped at the first touch and did not take any further action.

Wang Le knew after a moment's thought that these secret guards must have seen Grandpa Ji Yang.

Otherwise, Wang Le believed that he would be unable to move forward.

Ji Yang, who was walking in front, didn't take it seriously. He led Wang Le away from the broad and densely populated avenue leading to the building hall. He avoided the small groups of Guanzhong disciples and walked deeper into the dojo along a winding path. go.

Although Wang Le really wanted to get to know the Nanhua Temple dojo, he also knew that he couldn't rush it. After all, it was getting late, and after a tiring day, he and his grandfather were indeed exhausted physically and mentally after a fierce battle during the day...

Half an hour later, when Wang Le followed Ji Yang and turned left and right, taking the dark path to avoid the disciples in the temple, when he encountered a bamboo forest, Ji Yang smiled and said: "Finally we are home."

Wang Le suddenly became energetic and followed Ji Yang, who was quickening his pace, and walked towards the bamboo forest.

When the grandfather and grandson quickly passed through the small bamboo forest, what came into Wang Le's sight was a mansion with two red lanterns hanging at the door.

The white walls and blue tiles, the red painted tung gate, and a pair of majestic stone lions flank the two sides, making the courtyard particularly deep and majestic.

The moon is bright and the stars are bright, making the night not so dark that you can't see your fingers, but it can't compare to the daytime.

In the dim night, this huge and silent mansion without human noise looked like an entrenched monster.

The two big red lanterns in front of the door are like the eyes of a monster, very penetrating.

"Grandpa, is this your residence?" Wang Le asked in surprise.

Ji Yang, who was walking in front, turned his head and glanced at Wang Le, and couldn't help but asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Wang Le chuckled and replied: "I thought they would live in some Taoist temple!"

"Uh!" Ji Yang suddenly said with a wry smile: "Grandpa forgot to tell you that Nanhua Temple is not a Taoist temple like Guixu Temple."

Wang Le let out a sigh. Since entering the martial arts world, his three views have been completely subverted, so after the accident, he didn't think there was anything strange.

Although Wang Le did not open his Dharma Eyes to see through the entire mansion, he could still see from the outside that the place where his grandfather lived was much larger than the mansion that Bai Yujing and Lao Yang lived.

When the two of them walked along the steps to the door painted with red paint and tung oil, Ji Yangzi first picked up the door knocker and knocked on the door, then turned to look at Wang Le who was following behind, and said with a smile full of emotion. : "Grandson, this will be your home from now on."

At this moment, Wang Le felt warm in his heart, but he did not respond and just nodded slightly.

For Wang Le, the word home is strange and far away.

Feicheng Children's Welfare Home?

Limin Community, that house bought with his retirement pension?

Or the new house that Sijiucheng and Mu Xiyan bought?

………

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