He Has a Dragon

"It's always bad, but it happens when I'm going through fire and death to kill people." Wang Le couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Now I can only hope that it is my illusion.

Although the mutation of the true dragon tattoo has brought me the illusion-breaking Dharma eye and intangible benefits that I can't figure out. But it was too mysterious and strange, making Wang Le feel deeply insecure from beginning to end.

Because whether the real dragon tattoo will mutate again, maybe it will, maybe it will never happen. Everything is in an unknown and uncertain state.

Wang Le felt very unhappy every time he thought about this uncontrollable feeling, like it was stuck in his throat.

But no matter how unhappy I am, I can't do anything about it, and I don't know how to change it so that I can do what I know.

There is no way, this is reality, Wang Le can only accept it helplessly.

It can only be said that God is always fair. When he allows you to gain, he also makes you pay the price.

This is life, this is life.

"Let nature take its course and do your best every step of the way. As for what will happen in the end, I don't want to think about it anymore."

Wang Le took a deep breath and finally returned to his true calm state, thinking silently in his heart.

At this time, there was movement in the silent camp, and members of the trial team woke up from practicing meditation in twos and threes.

When Wang Le got up and walked to the stream to wash his cough, Zheng Ge and Huang Fatty were also awakened one after another.

While Fatty Huang stood up and stretched, he did not forget to say to Zheng Ge next to him: "Last night was the best rest I had since leaving the master's door, and it seemed that the speed of cultivation was also faster than before. A little bit."

After a pause, Fatty Huang twisted his neck and said, "Maybe it's an illusion! But this spirit is so refreshing!"

Zheng Ge, who was about to go to the bank of the stream to wash up, couldn't help but froze when he heard Fatty Huang say this. He turned to look at the opponent and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Uh!" Fatty Huang rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "Brother Zheng, are you talking nonsense? Of course my family is aware of their own affairs. Besides, brother, I don't need to brag about it!"

Zheng Ge smiled bitterly and explained: "Brother Huang doesn't want Wuhu. The reason why I ask this is because last night, after Zheng left the sect,

Best rest ever. "

At this point, Zheng Ge's brows showed a look of confusion, and he murmured: "And Zheng also felt that the effect of practicing meditation last night was better than usual."

"What? Are you too?" Fatty Huang was immediately shocked. I bet this was not an illusion!

At this moment, faced with such inexplicable things, the so-called surprise does not exist at all.

"What...what's going on?" Fatty Huang murmured to himself.

For a while, the two of them were in no mood to wash their hands and stood in front of the extinguished bonfire in a daze.

After a while, Wang Le returned from the shore after simply washing up. Seeing Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge acting like two idiots, he asked: "What's wrong, you two? Don't be in a daze so early in the morning. Today We still have to rush over the Siam Mountains!”

At this time, the two people who came back to their senses first looked at each other, and then Fatty Huang asked Wang Le: "Brother Wang, how was your rest last night?"

Wang Le smiled and nodded and replied: "Of course you rested well, what's the matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Ge asked: "Brother Wang, did you feel that the meditation practice last night was more effective than before?"

"Uh!" Wang Le finally saw that something was wrong with these two guys, and then shook his head and said: "No, the effect of practice is still the same as before, there can't be any changes."

Then Wang Le couldn't help but asked curiously: "Is it possible that something went wrong when you two went to practice meditation last night?"

Then Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge told Wang Le the situation.

When Wang Le heard this, he was also confused and couldn't understand the reason.

"Hey, this is strange." Wang Le touched his chin and said to the two of them.

At this time, Fatty Huang complained speechlessly: "Is it possible that the place where we are resting is a geomantic treasure?"

Zheng Ge shook his head with a serious face and replied: "Look at the other members of the trial team, they are the same as usual. This situation probably only happened to the two of us."

When Wang Le heard what the two said, his heart suddenly moved, and a strange look flashed across his face.

Because his meditation practice last night was not as usual, but he vaguely touched the bottleneck of his realm cultivation, and the real dragon tattoo on his body also had some movement.

"Could it be that the root cause lies with the young master?" Wang Le speculated in his heart with some uncertainty.

Faced with such an inexplicable situation, the three of them thought about it for a long time, still looking confused, and finally gave up.

Of course Wang Le didn't know that this root was indeed in him.

Because of the mysterious and strange mutation of the true dragon tattoo, whether he was sleeping or practicing daily, he would be enveloped by the starlight and moonlight in the void, constantly improving his physical fitness.

Last night, Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, who were practicing meditation, sat next to Wang Le and benefited silently.

Regarding this point, whether it is Fatty Huang, Zheng Ge, or the real owner Wang Le, no matter how hard the three of them think about it, they have no idea.

But soon, with the appearance of Tian Dao Yaozhong in the camp and the urging of the two deacons Tian and Zhao, the three of them put aside their confusion and made preparations to start their journey again.

When everything in heaven and earth woke up and the sun rose in the east, the members of the alliance trial team hurriedly finished the dry food they carried with them and then set out on the road again, heading towards the Siam Mountains in front of them.

Soon, Tian Dao Yaozhong and Li Yuan, two powerful men in the heavenly realm, left the alliance trial team and entered the Siam Mountains first to explore the way ahead for everyone and eliminate as many dangerous factors as possible.

The two deacons Tian and Zhao and the protector continued to lead the members of the alliance trial team, and then entered the Siam Mountains in an orderly manner, with high mountains and deep clouds, and endless horizons.

On the outskirts of the Siam Mountains, where Wang Le and the members of the trial team swept their sights, they saw a mess of rubble, broken flowers, grass, and broken trees, which extended deep into the mountains with no end in sight.

And this is exactly the ruined scene left behind after the battle between Li Yuan, the heaven-level protector, and Li Huo, the heaven-level old monster of the Zoroastrian Cult, along the way last night.

The members of the trial team who had no time to pay attention because of the fierce fighting last night, now take a closer look at the broken scene left after the heavenly battle. It is like the end of the world, and they can't help but feel too shocking.

Wang Le looked at everything in front of him with a solemn expression, and the shock in his heart was self-evident.