He Has a Dragon

?Wang Le glanced at the two guys with puzzled faces and could only say that they were both full and hungry.

As the proud sons of their respective sects, they have never lacked training resources. They were cared for by their elders and concentrated on training in the greenhouse. They did not fully realize the fundamental impact on the martial arts world after the great changes in the world. And as time goes by, the shortage of cultivation resources has become more and more serious.

The serious trend of increasing shortage of cultivation resources is irreversible unless the environment of heaven and earth improves again.

Obviously, this is impossible.

As his thoughts turned around, Wang Le broke the silence and said to the two of them: "There is a saying in our secular world that everything in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit, whether it is between individuals or as big as between sects. , this is true among countries, without exception.”

Then Wang Le curled his lips and continued calmly: "The environment of the world has changed drastically. Not only the large and small sects in the martial arts world have fewer and fewer cultivation resources, but also those hidden Taoist traditions that transcend the martial arts world, no matter how deep their background is. Deep, no better.”

"Because everyone lives on this land, no one can continue to live as nourishingly as before the great changes in the world and the environment."

Having said this, Wang Le smiled and said: "Unless the martial arts world changes to a new civilized lifestyle and no longer practices martial arts like the mortal world, otherwise, this will be a fatal disaster and there is no way to undo it. "

"So we can only rely on strength. Whoever has a bigger fist will gain the most benefit in the troubled times of competition for cultivation resources in the future."

Wang Le's in-depth and simple explanation immediately made Zheng Ge and Huang Fatty, who were originally puzzled, suddenly understand, and they couldn't help but look astonished.

After all, these two are not fools. With Wang Le's explanation, they will certainly understand the fundamental reason why the hidden Taoism strongly intervenes in the martial arts world, and truly realize the cruelty involved.

Because along with the competition for cultivation resources, it is destined to be full of blood, warriors will fall, and the demise of the Taoism will be inevitable.

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge seemed to see the bloody scene of annihilation in the troubled times of the future. By then, the fall of heaven-level experts would become a common thing.

Thinking of this, both of their faces turned a little pale and ugly, worried not only for themselves, but also for the future of their sect.

When Wang Le saw this, he knew that although the two of them had matured a lot after this period of training, in the final analysis, they were still a little immature.

Facing the dangerous and troubled times in the future, only those heroes who have experienced life and death and stepped on countless corpses to rise to the top can be as solid as a rock in their Taoist hearts. They can not only carve out a way for themselves but even use this to further improve their abilities. Martial arts cultivation becomes more powerful!

Wang Le is such a character. For him, only troubled times provide the possibility of more opportunities, allowing him to go faster and further on the road to martial arts.

Of course, in this process, you must also take more risks.

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge were worried, with confusion flashing in the depths of their eyes. Wang Le said in a deep voice after seeing this: "It's useless to think about it any more. We can only try our best to improve our martial arts cultivation and hone our martial arts." Will, only in this way can we have a chance to survive the troubled times in the future."

"Otherwise, you won't even be qualified to survive this catastrophe!"

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge were startled at first.

Then a look of determination appeared in his eyes, apparently accepting Wang Le's statement.

Then he saw Fatty Huang looking at Wang Le with envy, and couldn't help but sigh deeply: "It would be great if my eldest brother had a third brother like you, who is not afraid of danger in the face of danger!"

Wang Le immediately gave Fatty Huang a big look, and said with a smile: "This thing is something I won't envy. Unless you can go back and forth among the dead for a few times, you may be able to do something like me." degree."

"Uh!" Fatty Huang shook his head and refused without hesitation: "Forget it then. Brother, I have always been timid and I don't dare to do this."

At this moment, before the three of them could continue their conversation, they saw two middle-aged men wearing yellow uniforms walking through the open camp gate and walking hand in hand in the camp where the Alliance army was stationed not far away. Arrive in front of the trial team.

The two deacons Tian and Zhao were obviously familiar with the two middle-aged men in yellow clothes who came, and they started chatting enthusiastically as soon as they met.

After Wang Le and others saw this, they stopped chatting and returned to the team together.

"The three of you have worked hard all the way. The banquet has been prepared. Let's have a good chat after we sit down. As for reporting this trip to the superiors, Senior Li, who is the protector of the trial team, has already said hello in advance. It’s up to him to explain it to the senior bosses above.”

One of the round-faced men, who looked gentle and harmless, smiled and said to the two deacons Tian and Zhao, as well as the earth-level protector standing next to him.

When the three of them heard what the round-faced man said, they knew of course that Li Yuan was taking all the responsibility on himself to prevent the three of them from taking responsibility for the mass deaths of members of the trial team.

The oldest, Deacon Tian, ​​sighed deeply and did not say more about this. Instead, he changed the subject and asked: "We are not in a hurry to sit down at the table. It is not too late to go to the place where we live and change into clean clothes before going to the banquet. "

When the round-faced man and his companions saw that most of the trials team's clothes were stained with dried black blood from top to bottom, looking dusty and embarrassed, they accepted Deacon Tian's advice.

Immediately, the two sides stopped talking and were led by two middle-aged men. The two deacons Tian and Zhao, the earth-level broken-arm protector, and a group of trial team members entered in an orderly manner like a white The ocean, the Alliance army camp as far as the eye can see...

After a while, the thirteen members of the trial team, including Wang Le, were arranged in the southwest area of ​​the camp, inside a small white tent that looked like it had just been put up.

Although the tent is relatively small, the trial members are satisfied that they live alone in a small tent without having to crowd together to rest, so they have their own independent space.

As for the two deacons Tian and Zhao, as well as the earth-level broken-arm protector, they no longer live with the trial team because they have ended their mission of escorting the trial team, and have other arrangements.

Wang Le entered the majong's small but well-equipped white tent and got familiar with the daily utensils.

Obviously, while the trial team was waiting just now, the alliance army arranged all these in an extremely fast time.

Seeing the big from the small shows the high efficiency of the alliance army.

This can't help but make Wang Le feel a little surprised, because in his opinion, the alliance army made up of large and small sects is just a miscellaneous army.

"It's really impressive." Wang Le chuckled and murmured to himself.