He Has a Dragon

After everyone stood in front of the Palace of Lost Dreams and chatted politely, they became familiar with each other. Please take a look at it all!

Although Wang Le comes from the "poor valley" that people in the martial arts world have always looked down upon - the mortal world, as the leader of Nanhua Temple, he is the only bloodline of the powerful Jiyang. As long as the disciples in the temple know about him, no one will take him seriously.

What's more, these three direct disciples under Jiyang Seat do not dare to ignore their master's precious grandson.

This also made it possible for him to kneel down and hug Wang Le's thigh during the conversation, but his words were full of flattery.

"My little junior brother Yushu Linfeng showed me the master's peerless grace when he was young."

"From now on, our junior brothers must follow the lead of my junior brother. This Nanhua Temple is our world!"

"Junior brother, after you have finished familiarizing yourself with Nanhua Temple in the past two days, let's go to Luohuang Town at the foot of the mountain to have some fun."

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Li Hongru, who was standing aside, saw the three people flattering him endlessly, so he had to interrupt and said: "Come on, you three can go do what you are supposed to do. I have to take the young master to see other places."

Although Wang Le, who was smiling in return, did not say anything, when he thought of the flattery of the three people in front of him, especially Wen Shouli's "Yu Shu Lin Feng", Young Master Wang could not help but roll his eyes secretly, and complained in his heart: "These flatterers The technical content is really not that good! When grandpa was young, you were still biting the nipple and drinking milk!"

Complaints are still complaints, and you can't reach out to hit the smiling person. Although these flattery words are not very good, Young Master Wang is still very comfortable.

People always like nice words, and no one is exception, including Wang Le.

Unless you are a bitch and like to listen to bad words.

"Steward Li, our junior brother is here for the first time. It just so happens that we three brothers don't have anything important to do. Why don't we stay together? This way it will look lively."

Wen Shouli, who was like a Goryeo stick, laughed and said to Li Hongru.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhengyang and Ding Wei followed behind with smiles on their faces and nodded in agreement.

Li Hongru saw these three dead pigs that were not afraid of being scalded by boiling water and could not be driven away. He couldn't help but look helplessly at Mr. Wang, who always had a smile on his face and looked harmless to humans and animals.

He didn't hesitate even when he saw Wang Le.

Smiling and nodding in agreement, he said, "Then I'll trouble you three senior brothers to be my free tour guides."

As soon as they finished speaking, these three people quickly smiled and shook their heads to express that it was not troublesome.

Then Qin Zhengyang, who had a long face, big eyes and bronze skin, looked at Wang Le with a puzzled expression and asked. "What is a tour guide?"

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose, and explained with a smile: "That is, a guide. I just came to the martial arts world, and I haven't gotten used to it yet, so I used the commonly used term "tour guide" in the world of mortals."

Ding Wei smiled and said: "Well, our junior brothers will work with Butler Li to act as a tour guide for our junior brother."

Everyone laughed suddenly, and Butler Li said helplessly: "What are you still doing here? Let's go, the young master still has a lot of places to see!"

In this way, the three direct disciples of Jiyang Seat, together with Li Hongru, surrounded Wang Le and walked into the Palace of Lost Dreams.

When Wang Le, surrounded by everyone, crossed the high threshold and entered the main hall, the first thing that caught his eye was a gilded statue of a god more than ten meters high.

Wang Le looked at the gilded statue of the old man, with a compassionate face and a pair of piercing eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate all things in the world.

Seeing the statue pinching its fingers with one hand and holding a lifelike butterfly in the other, Wang Le instantly guessed that this was the ancestor of Nanhua, but he still asked with a confused look on his face: "This is it?"

Li Hongru looked at the statue and said respectfully: "This is the founder of Nanhua Temple, the ancestor of Nanhua."

At this time, the disciples in the main hall in twos and threes couldn't help but cast curious eyes when they saw Li Hongru, Wen Shouli and others accompanying a strange young man. However, no one came forward to ask, nor did they whisper. After all, this was Nanhua. Guanzhu Hall.

Li Hongru said softly to Wang Le: "Except for the first and fifteenth days of every month, when major events happen in the temple, the Palace of Lost Dreams will close its doors and not be open to the public at ordinary times."

After a pause, Li Hongru continued with a smile: "What a coincidence today, it happens to be the first day of the new year for me to catch up with the young master."

After Wang Le nodded, Ding Wei, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and said with a soft smile: "Junior brother, there are not many people around now, go and burn incense for our ancestors!"

Wang Le glanced at Li Hongru and saw him smiling and nodding. Then he stepped forward and led everyone through the nearly 1,000-square-meter hall to the incense table of the Nanhua Ancestor Statue.

Li Hongru prepared three sticks of incense with great skill and handed them to Wang Le. Then he and his three brothers, Wen Shouli, retreated to the side to wait with respectful and solemn expressions.

Wang Le held three sticks of incense in his hands and raised them above his head, bowed three times to the ancestor of Nanhua, then walked to the incense table and inserted the three sticks of incense in his hands into the incense burner.

During the whole process, Wang Le had a very pious and solemn expression on his face, and at the same time he thought to himself: "Ancestor Nanhua, my disciples worshiped in Nanhua Temple, but if you want to learn true skills, you must not fool your disciples..."

After praying carefully, Wang Le turned around and walked to Li Hongru and others. At this time, the Guanzhong disciples in the hall had also given up their curiosity, sat cross-legged on the futon, and continued to meditate with their eyes closed.

Only then did Wang Le take the time to look around the entire hall. He saw that the four walls, including the roof of the hall, were filled with a dazzling array of realistic portraits and extremely detailed and exquisite carvings.

There are Taoists who preach, and thousands of disciples worship devoutly before them; there are masters who compete with each other, overwhelming mountains and seas, with swords and swords flashing; there are also ancestors who worship the sacred totems that represent the sun, moon and stars; there are even the creation of the world, gods and demons fighting for supremacy...

Wang Le stood in front of the wall of the hall with his hands behind his back, lingering and watching each picture with relish.

Brothers Li Hongru and Wen Shouli followed Wang Le silently and wisely without saying a word to disturb him.

Time passed by bit by bit and never returned. When Wang Le browsed through the mural carvings in the entire hall and came to the door, he suddenly looked back at Li Hongru and asked: "Uncle Li. , are these murals and sculptures real?”

Everyone was immediately dumbfounded by Wang Le's innocent question.

Then Li Hongru shook his head and replied with a smile: "Of course not all of them are true. Many of them are just mythical legends circulating in the martial arts world."

Wang Le nodded, then followed Li Hongru and the other four people across the threshold and walked out of the Palace of Lost Dreams. At this time, the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

Ding Wei smiled and walked directly to the corridor under the eaves of the main hall, saying, "We won't go to the square. We can see more places if we go this way."

After finishing speaking, Ding Wei took the initiative to lead the way, while Li Hongru followed Wang Le and continued the previous topic. Activate new URL