He Has a Dragon

"Such as the ancient carvings of gods and demons dancing in chaos are legends and cannot be believed to be true. The story of the Taoist preaching originated from the grand occasion of the Nanhua ancestor's great success in Taoism and the opening of the forum to lecture. "

"According to ancient records in Guanzhong, at that time fairy springs gushed out of the ground, nectar fell from the sky, and lotus flowers were in full bloom wherever the ancestors of Nanhua walked, and there were thousands of golden lights..."

Wang Le saw Li Hongru's longing and admiring look on his face and told the story excitedly and tremblingly. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Brain-dead fans are really scary."

"As for the fighting portraits of martial arts masters on the walls, they are all masters who have achieved the pinnacle of martial arts in Nanhua Temple over the past dynasties, and they have made great achievements in their lives."

Li Hongru continued to tell Wang Le with deep admiration.

At this time, Qin Zhengyang, who was walking on Wang Le's other half, also had the same look of admiration on his face, and interjected: "The peak divine battle that will forever be recorded in the history of the martial arts world, no matter in the past, present or future, is rare. Only such Only those who have made great achievements are qualified to have their portraits left in the Palace of Lost Dreams for future generations of disciples like us to pay homage to."

Only then did Wang Le realize that the huge images of the three masters fighting and killing that he saw in the Palace of Lost Dreams turned out to be records of the great achievements of Nanhua's most powerful people at the top of the Heaven-viewing Order, who won the divine battle.

And the event described in one of them is exactly the battle Grandpa Jiyang told about last night when the ancestors of Nanhua violently suppressed the Great Sage Tianlan.

In other words, since Nanhua Guan founded the sect, there have been at least three peak martial arts masters, including Nanhua Patriarch.

Of course, Wang Le believes that there must be other peak martial arts masters in Nanhua Temple.

It's just that because he didn't win the battle between gods, he was not qualified to enter the wall portrait of the Palace of Lost Dreams.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le also followed Ding Wei in front of him to the end of the corridor under the eaves of the main hall.

When everyone turned around the corner of the corridor, Wang Le, after listening to Li Hongru's story, suddenly asked softly: "How long has it been since Nanhua Temple has achieved the peak of martial arts?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly froze, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Ahem!" Li Hongru coughed twice and cleared his throat to resolve the embarrassment: "It's been more than a thousand years."

At this time, Wen Shouli sighed and said in a self-consoling way: "My luck is not with me in Nanhuaguan, so I can only rest on my laurels. I believe that one day, we can return to the invincible prosperity of a thousand years ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Qin Zhengye sighed with a gloomy look on his face and said, "It's not about destroying the ambition of our generation of disciples. Facts have long proved that they are far inferior to Master's generation!"

"Back then, Grand Master was at the height of his power. He killed everyone, including the geniuses of his generation and the powerful men of the older generation. He achieved the prestigious name of Nanhua Blood Sword. If it hadn't been for his own problems later, he would have been killed. He has already achieved the heavenly level of martial arts."

At this point, Qin Zhengye sighed deeply, shook his head and said: "Look at our generation, who can match half of the skills of the great uncle back then? They are already burning incense."

When Wang Le heard this, he couldn't help but sigh to himself: "It seems that this is what the so-called generation is inferior to the last!"

Everyone stopped while they were talking. Ding Wei, who was walking in front, turned around and walked next to Wang Le and asked: "Junior brother, our uncle is in the secular world now. Have you met?"

Wang Le felt that there was nothing to hide, so he nodded and replied: "I met him in his hometown when I was in Forty-Nine City in the secular world."

Then Wang Le added: "But there is no in-depth discussion. After all, he is an existence that is unattainable for our generation."

At this time, Ding Wei looked at Wang Le with envy and said, "We juniors haven't seen him in ten years."

Wen Shouli followed up with a look of pity on his face: "My uncle has been in seclusion for ten years and left the world as soon as he came out. I didn't have the opportunity to listen to his hometown's martial arts insights. It's a great regret."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhengye's long face stretched even longer, his big eyes looked at the two brothers with a strange look, and he asked quietly: "Do you have the guts to listen to his old man's martial arts insights?"

Ding Wei: "..."

Wen Shouli: "......"

Wang Le saw that these two people were speechless and looked confused, so he guessed that they must have thought of Han Ruoshui's murder to prove Taoism, and the horrific past where they disowned their relatives and killed all their Taoist companions.

At this time, Li Hongru's face straightened up and he said in a deep voice: "It's better for you juniors to say less about his old man's affairs, so as not to bring trouble out of your mouth. After all, talking about your elders behind their back is against the rules. Let's let him know when the time comes. If the Criminal Law Hall finds out, it will suffer a lot!"

The expressions of the three people suddenly changed, and they were obviously afraid of Xinglutang from the bottom of their hearts.

This also made Wang Le wary, and he secretly warned: "It would be better not to provoke this Xinglu Hall in the future, so as not to cause any trouble and make it difficult for grandpa."

Sure enough, Li Hongru solemnly reminded Wang Le: "Sir, among all the halls in Nanhua Temple, the Xinglu Hall is the most difficult to offend. Your Majesty has suffered losses there, and even the headmaster can't do anything about it, so you must You have to be more careful!”

Wang Le nodded in agreement, and then asked calmly: "You don't even give the leader face. Is the water here a little deep? Is it possible that there is someone more powerful than the leader behind the Criminal Law Hall? Hold on?"

I saw Wen Shouli immediately gave Wang Le a thumbs up and said with great admiration: "Junior brother is really smart and unparalleled, and he can reveal it at a glance!"

"Uh!" Wang Le suddenly had three black lines on his forehead and thought to himself: "If I can't even think of this, I might as well leave the martial arts world early and go home to hold my wife and have children."

As his thoughts turned around, a trace of shock appeared on Wang Le's face. He looked at the crowd and asked softly: "The leader doesn't even give me any face. Could it be that the person behind him is the legendary heaven-level powerhouse..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Shouli quickly stopped him and said, "Junior brother, walls have ears, shut up!"

"Oh." Wang Le nodded knowingly and stopped talking.

Then Wen Shouli nodded and admitted, "You guessed it right, little junior brother, but it's best not to mention it again in the future."

When Wang Le saw that the people in front of him were all tight-lipped and secretive, he knew that there was nothing he could ask.

"We have to wait until grandpa comes back to ask him a question!" Wang Le thought in his heart.

When everyone did not want to talk about this topic further and was about to take steps to continue walking, they saw a group of young men in different clothes walking towards them from a distance, including inner disciples in yellow clothes.

At this time, Wen Shouli cursed in a low voice with a depressed look on his face: "What a damn bad luck!"

The expressions of Ding Wei and Qin Zhengye were also not much better, but in the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to normal. Activate new URL