He Has a Dragon

The sun was rising in the east and the sky was clear in the morning. Under the gaze of the Nanhua Temple disciples coming and going, Ji Yang, Wang Le and others walked through the huge white jade square, climbed the steps and entered the Palace of Lost Dreams.

This is Wang Le's second time entering the Palace of Lost Dreams since he came to Nanhua Temple, and it is no longer as fresh as the first time.

What's more, the moment he followed Grandpa Jiyang into the Palace of Lost Dreams, Wang Le could feel the solemn atmosphere filling the hall.

Leader Ji Yinzi, Elder Jisheng from the Discipline Hall, Elder Jilong who was in charge of the outer sect, and other senior officials of Nanhua Temple gathered in the Palace of Lost Dreams.

Under the gaze of these big men, Wang Le felt no pressure at all. He still had the time to look back at Wen Shouli and others who had not come in. Then he obediently followed Grandpa Jiyang and respectfully walked to where he was sitting. In front of Ji Yinzi in the chair of the Grand Master.

Ji Yang didn't say anything, and naturally sat down in the only vacant Grand Master's chair to the left of Ji Yinzi, leaving Wang Le alone in the eyes of everyone.

When Wang Le saw this, he cursed secretly with some displeasure: "Damn it, I'm not a prisoner, why is this situation like a three-chamber trial?!"

But as the locals do, this is the rule of Nanhua Temple. No matter how many complaints Mr. Wang has in his heart, he can only endure it. Besides, now is not the time to be fussy.

Then he saw Ji Yinzi looking at Wang Le with a kind face, and asked with concern: "We will leave for the border soon. Did you have a good rest last night?"

Wang Le secretly rolled his eyes and complained that Ji Yinzi was asking nonsense. It would be better to get some actual benefits. He replied with a respectful expression: "It's okay. In order to be energetic, I stopped practicing early yesterday." Start resting."

When Ji Yinzi saw Wang Le's energetic face, he just showed a happy and satisfied smile. When he was about to give some encouragement, he saw the elder of the Discipline Hall sitting on his right, with a gloomy face, as if no one owed him money. Elder Jisheng suddenly said, "I want to stand up and run before I even learn how to crawl. It only takes so long for the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm to start practicing in a hurry. I am really eager for quick success and quick gain, which is outrageous!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Palace of Lost Dreams changed from solemn to a bit weird and awkward.

The respectful look on Wang Le's face subsided, and he looked at Elder Jisheng calmly, cursing in his heart: "Who the hell is this? I have never seen this old ghost, why does he talk like he's spitting shit? It stinks!"

When Ji Yang saw that Elder Ji Sheng actually reprimanded Wang Le in front of him, he immediately stopped doing it. This was a typical slap in Ji Yang's face!

"Humph!" Jiyang looked at Elder Jisheng coldly,

He asked with a sneer on his face: "When did my grandson say that he was practicing the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Silkworm?"

Then Jiyang continued to taunt with an aggravated tone: "Senior Brother Jisheng must think carefully before speaking, so as not to lose his status as an elder in front of the younger generation, and if the word gets out, people will laugh out loud!"

When faced with Ji Yang, Elder Ji Sheng almost jumped up and pointed at his nose and scolded him. He sneered, "Junior Brother Ji Yang, you haven't practiced the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm, so don't rush to deny it for your precious grandson!"

"Uh!" Ji Yang was suddenly speechless, because he really had not practiced the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm. At the same time, he also thought that Elder Jisheng was one of the few masters in Nanhua Temple who practiced the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm!

Elder Jisheng looked at the expressionless Jiyinzi who was sitting on the main seat and said, "Master, you and I have been practicing the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm for a lifetime, so we must know what I mean."

Ji Yinzi did not evade, and replied calmly: "Yes, for the warriors who are new to the Nine Transformations of Tiancan, there will be a faint white feature in the Yintang. If you don't pay attention, it will be difficult to detect."

Wang Le raised his sword eyebrows out of habit, and the unexpected look in his eyes flashed away. He did not expect that such a situation would occur while practicing the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm.

At this moment, Elder Jisheng looked at Wang Le more and more sternly, and shouted coldly: "The Nine Transformations of Tiancan Temple is the most powerful martial arts method in Nanhua Temple. It is well known that its cultivation is difficult, but you are so impetuous and have not fully understood it. Just start cultivating in a hurry, it’s just a waste of all our hard work!”

A sentence flashed in Wang Le's mind, that is, if you want to inflict a crime, there is no excuse for it, and he immediately felt angry!

You know, for the sake of Nanhua Temple, Wang Le will embark on a journey full of killing this time, and his life will be lost if he fails.

I was already in a bad mood, but in the end, this ignorant old guy targeted me for no reason!

It's true that my uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't!

Immediately, Young Master Wang cursed loudly: "Thank you for your hard work! I didn't offend you, so why did you target the labor and management as soon as you came in!"

Ji Yang: "..."

Ji Yinzi: "..."

Elder Jisheng: "..."

other people:"………………"

No one expected that Wang Le would directly scold the elder Jisheng when he disagreed with him. He had no good moral character of respecting the elderly and caring for the young!

Just when a group of Nanhua Temple bigwigs were petrified, Elder Jilong, who was in charge of the outer sect, finally couldn't help it. With a "pop", the tea he had been holding in his mouth spurted out.

"You! Damn it!" Elder Jisheng was furious and was about to rush towards Wang Le.

At this moment, Ji Yinzi, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, quickly grabbed the elder Ji Sheng and said quickly: "Calm down! Don't be impulsive!"

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive, it's beneath your dignity!"

"This kid is outrageous. Senior brother, you have to take care of your health!"

"Senior brother, calm down, senior brother, calm down, if you have something to say, say it well, if you have something to say, say it well!"

………

At this time, none of the other elders could sit still. They all stood up and surrounded the frustrated Elder Jisheng, and kept trying to persuade him.

For a moment, there was chaos!

Waiting outside the Wet Dream Hall, Wen Shouli and others, as well as other disciples of the elders who were not deaf, were completely shocked by Wang Le's curse!

Ding Wei held it in, and finally couldn't help but laugh dryly, and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I really didn't expect that my little junior brother has such a bad temper, well, it's not good... it's not good..."

Everyone: "…………"

At this time, in the Palace of Lost Dreams, Wang Le, who had just broken out and cursed Elder Jisheng, crossed his arms, as if he was an outsider, watching with cold eyes as Jiyinzi and others pulled Elder Jisheng and persuaded him earnestly.

Jiyang was so angry that he wanted to cry when he saw the damn look on his grandson's face.

At this time, Elder Jilong looked at Jiyang and whispered softly: "Junior brother, is this really your fucking grandson? Don't lie to me!"

Ji Yang: “…………”

Elder Jilong expressed the thoughts of everyone present except Jiyang and Wang Le.

How come they can't figure out how Ji Yang, a good old man who is eager for public justice and loves justice, has this little bastard grandson.