He Has a Dragon

Because there were two unplanned competitions in the ring, Wang Le had no choice but to go home and did not continue his previous schedule. Please take a look at it all!

As for the Sutra Pavilion that Wang Le is most concerned about, we can only wait until next time to see it.

The three brothers Wen Shouli did not leave midway, but followed Wang Le and Li Hongru back to the mansion.

living room.

The four of them sat down respectively, and Uncle Deaf, the handyman in the house, brought tea and snacks at the right time.

As soon as Wang Le sat upright, Wen Shouli gave him a thumbs up with an admiring look on his face and said, "I am truly impressed by my junior brother's ability."

Before Wang Le could say a few words of modesty, Ding Wei agreed: "Yes, my junior brother's performance in the ring was extremely powerful. Moreover, he did not try his best to compete with Luo Yin and Zhuang Yu. It was really... sharp!"

Wang Le waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's too exaggerated. In the competition with Zhuang Yu, I tried my best to defeat him. Otherwise, the outcome would be reversed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhengye said with a look of disbelief: "Junior brother, during the fight between you and Zhuang Yu in the ring, you didn't use your magic weapon. How can you try your best?"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose and said with a slightly embarrassed smile, "I don't have my natal magic weapon yet!"

"Pfft!" The tea Li Hongru had just drank instantly spurted out, and his eyes when he looked at Wang Le were as weird as possible.

Wen Shouli's little eyes widened, he stared blankly at Wang Le, and said unfavorably: "Junior brother, are you kidding me?"

Wang Le chuckled, shook his head and said: "Of course not, I really don't have a magical weapon of my own."

After a pause, Wang Le changed the subject and added: "But this time I came to Nanhua Temple, refining the natal magic weapon should also be put on the agenda."

"Junior brother, you are such a monster!" Qin Zhengye couldn't help muttering softly.

At this time, Li Hongru frowned and said with some worry: "The beauty of the forest will be destroyed by the wind. From now on, the young master must act in a low-key manner and be low-key. He cannot be in the limelight like today, so as not to provoke others." A tangled mess of meaningless right and wrong.”

Wen Shouli immediately stopped and retorted: "Nanhua Temple has finally managed to produce such an unprecedented genius as Junior Brother. The big shots in the temple have not had time to protect him. Who dares to bring trouble to Junior Brother? Unless I am impatient with life,

snort! "

Ding Wei shook his head and said in disagreement: "Even if no one in Nanhua Temple dares to cause trouble for my junior brother, the same cannot be said for those sects that are against our Nanhua Temple."

After a pause, Ding Wei looked at Wang Le solemnly and said in a deep voice: "The Heavenly King Palace and our Nanhua Temple are becoming increasingly difficult to deal with. Once they know that there is such a existence of Junior Brother, they will definitely try their best to cause trouble. I need to get rid of you, my junior brother, quickly!"

"Tianwang Palace?" Wang Le smiled noncommittally and said lightly: "What a fate."

Ding Wei and others couldn't help but look surprised. They didn't expect that Wang Le and Tianwangdian had already dealt with each other, and judging from this tone, the gap between the two sides must be quite big.

I just can’t understand how this “fate” came about?

However, the four of them saw that Wang Le had no intention of explaining in detail, so they wisely did not continue to ask questions. After all, this kind of grudge matter is very sensitive.

Then Wang Le said: "I have been groping alone along the way, and it is inevitable to be trembling. I am afraid that I will go astray in my martial arts practice."

"So this time when I enter Nanhua Temple, my main focus is to practice martial arts in a systematic and standardized manner. As for other disturbing things, I am not interested."

Hearing the sound of the string and knowing its elegant meaning, the few people present were all smart people. Of course, they heard that Wang Le did not want to make a fuss in the limelight during the next days at Nanhua Temple. He just wanted to concentrate on his cultivation. Other than that, he had no other thoughts.

Of course, Li Hongru and others would not immediately believe Wang Le's words.

The so-called listening to his words and watching his actions also depends on whether Wang Le's next behavior is as he said, focusing on cultivating and having no time for other things.

Wen Shouli said cheerfully: "In any case, with the existence of this genius, my junior brother, our lineage will be able to raise our heads and be human beings in the future."

"Raise your head and be a human being? There is no need to feel so aggrieved when grandpa is here, right?" Wang Le couldn't help but asked with some confusion.

Ding Wei gave a wry smile and interjected: "Junior brother, could it be that he didn't realize that none of the three of us brothers is a true disciple of Guanzhong?"

"Eh!" Wang Le then realized that the three fellow disciples, Ding Wei, were all wearing yellow clothes of the inner disciples, and none of them were wearing white clothes with gold rims on the cuffs.

"Is there any other explanation here?" Wang Leru asked.

Wen Shouli, Ding Wei, and fellow apprentice Qin Zhengye all looked ashamed, and avoided Wang Le's look in embarrassment.

Then Li Hongru smiled helplessly and explained to Wang Le: "Your Majesty is the most trusted person by the master, so he travels around the martial arts world all the year round, specializing in handling a series of important external affairs of Nanhua Temple."

"It is precisely because there is not enough energy to teach the disciples, so I only accepted the three disciples Shouli, but it still delayed their cultivation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Wei shook his head and replied: "Cultivation depends on oneself. In the final analysis, the disciple's martial arts talent is poor. The reason cannot be blamed on the master."

After a pause, Ding Wei continued: "Junior brother is the most obvious example. Even in the world of mortals without cultivation resources, he can achieve the realm of Xuanjie."

Wen Shouli and Qin Zhengye also quickly agreed.

Li Hongru did not dwell on this and continued to tell Wang Le: "If you want to become a true disciple of Nanhua Temple, one of the necessary conditions is to become a powerful martial arts master before the age of thirty-five. Otherwise, , can only be inner disciples."

Wang Le showed a hint of surprise. He thought that among all the big bosses in Nanhua Temple, the strongest ones were the true disciples!

Li Hongru showed a look of regret and said: "Ding Wei should have been able to reach the Xuan level before he was thirty-five years old, but he was not lucky enough and it took him a year to be promoted successfully. Otherwise, he would be a true disciple now. The cultivation resources thus enjoyed will be greatly improved, which will be more conducive to future cultivation."

When Wang Le heard this, he had to lament that Ding Wei was unlucky. It was such a pity that he fell down step by step.

This shows how dependent warriors are on training resources.

"This is fate!" Wang Le shook his head secretly and sighed.

Of course, these words cannot be spoken, lest they rub salt into Ding Wei's wounds.

As his thoughts turned around, Wang Le spoke to comfort him: "As long as your Taoist heart is stable, you will move forward courageously on this martial arts road, and never give up. I believe that your hard work will pay off. One day, the three brothers will achieve extraordinary results in martial arts." !" Enable new URL