He Has a Dragon

?Wang Le nodded after listening to the guard disciple's story, indicating that he understood, and at the same time thought to himself: "No wonder I haven't seen this kind of paper crane for communication. It turns out that it has too few uses and is limited to this kind of short-distance communication."

At this time, the guard disciple who released the paper crane said respectfully to Wang Le: "Young Master Wang, I have passed the news of your return to the mountain to the temple. I believe that the master and my uncle will know about it soon."

Wang Le hummed, cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I'll look back first."

Immediately, Wang Le was sent off by the two of them, and he climbed up the white jade steps leading to the back of the mountain, gradually getting further away.

When Luo Qiankun, who caught up from behind, learned from the guard disciples that Wang Le had won the first place in the training mission, he stood stunned on the spot and could not recover for a long time.

Before that, he had already thought highly of Wang Le, but he never thought that he would underestimate him in the end.

To be able to stand out from the training tasks where geniuses gathered, and finally come out on top and get first place, the meaning of this explains too much that cannot be expressed in words for a while.

After a long while, one of the guarding disciples couldn't stand it anymore and carefully reminded Luo Qiankun: "Senior Brother Luo, if you stay any longer, Young Master Wang will have to go in and see the leader."

Luo Qiankun smiled bitterly and said, "There is no need to chase him. As long as Mr. Wang wins the first place in the training mission at the border, even if he kills the King of Heaven, the boss will not punish him in any way."

"Uh!" The two guarding disciples couldn't help being stunned. Before they could speak, Luo Qiankun disappeared in a flash. He walked quickly along the white jade steps to the back of the mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

After a cup of tea, Wang Le followed the winding white jade steps around the front of the mountain to the back. He was still fascinated by the three giants that were 100 meters long and 10 meters wide in front of him. I was shocked by the stone bridge.

In addition, at the end of the huge stone bridge, the towering mountain seems to have been cut in half by a giant axe, and is filled with palaces, pavilions, etc....

This is nothing more than the miraculous craftsmanship.

Wang Le took a deep breath of the humid air blowing from the Grand Canyon, suppressed the shock in his heart and regained his composure as much as possible. He whispered to himself: "We have been fighting all the way, and finally we are back."

"Dang...dang...dang...dang...!"

The melodious and familiar sound of the bell made Wang Le wake up from his emotion. He stopped staying and stepped onto the stone bridge in the middle in a flash.

At this moment, Wang Le, who was walking on the huge stone arch bridge, couldn't help but murmured softly again: "Zhuang Sheng's dawn dream is obsessed with butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart is supported by cuckoos."

"Grandpa once said that there is a butterfly artifact refined by Zhuangzi, the ancestor of Nanhua, under this canyon, which will suppress a demon clan saint forever. I don't know if it is true."

The main reason why I remember it so clearly is because Grandpa Jiyang Jiang’s description of the butterfly, the artifact belonging to the ancestor of Nanhua, was so miraculous.

If you flap your left wing, your opponent will fall into a psychedelic state and be unable to extricate yourself. If you flap your right wing, your opponent will be instantly wiped out.

Even if a person is at the peak of the heaven level, once Nan Hua Ancestor uses the artifact Butterfly with all his strength, the opponent will definitely end up in ashes, without any exception.

This is especially true of the power of this legendary artifact, the butterfly.

Thinking of this,

Wang Le, who was walking on the stone arch bridge, couldn't help but look into the invisible depths of the Grand Canyon.

Because he was very curious about whether the butterfly artifact belonging to the ancestor of Nanhua was still in the Grand Canyon.

After all, thousands of years have passed, and the great sage of the demon clan who was suppressed forever has been reduced to ashes by these ruthless years, no matter how powerful he is.

"Don't you know that the butterfly artifact has been worn down by time and turned into scrap metal?"

This thought flashed through Wang Le's mind, and then he couldn't help but think of what Qingyangzi had said about the refining of divine weapons in Bai Yujing. It was unimaginably difficult, especially the divine patterns necessary for refining divine weapons. It has existed since its inception.

In other words, ordinary magical weapons can be reduced to a pile of scrap metal by time, but destroying magical weapons is far from that simple.

Because Wang Le knew from Qingyangzi and Grandpa Jiyang successively that whether it was the top forces in the martial arts world or those mysterious hidden Taoism, most of them were artifacts left by their ancestors to suppress the luck of the Taoism.

Just as Wang Le was walking on the bridge and thinking about it, he suddenly felt something in his heart. Then he looked towards the end of the stone bridge on the other side, and saw his grandfather Ji Yang and the leader Ji Yinzi appearing in his sight at the right time.

"Xiao Le!" Ji Yang shouted excitedly.

Wang Le suddenly felt warm in his heart and blurted out: "Grandpa."

Following Wang Le, he put away the messy thoughts in his mind and rushed across the stone bridge at a faster speed to reach Grandpa Jiyang and the leader Jiyinzi.

At this time, Jiyang laughed heartily and said, "Hahaha, your kid is finally back."

Wang Le chuckled at first, then bowed to Ji Yinzi who was standing aside and said, "Disciple has met the master."

I saw Ji Yinzi flicking the whisk in his hand, with a sincere smile on his face, nodding his head repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! Just come back!"

"Not only did you not disappoint me, but you also brought me a huge surprise!"

Of course Wang Le understood what Ji Yinzi meant, and couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart: "Surprise? There will be a bigger surprise later!"

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Le replied humbly: "This disciple is also lucky. I didn't expect to win the first place by accident."

"Uh! Accidentally?" Jiyang and Jiyinzi were speechless. Daqing won the first place by accident.

"Ahem!" Jiyang cleared his throat and changed the subject: "Xiao Le, why are you back now? According to the news we got not long ago, it has not been long since the alliance army entered our central region!"

Wang Le curled his lips and replied casually: "The target of the alliance army is too big. I don't know how many hidden worlds are targeting it. It is really not a place to stay for a long time."

After a pause, Wang Le smiled and further said: "Besides, my grandson has too many treasures. If he still stays in the alliance army, I believe his life will be gone before he enters the central area."

"Too many treasures?" Ji Yinzi's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "It seems that Xiao Le, you have gained a lot from this trip to the border!"

Wang Le replied very wisely: "If the master hadn't allowed the disciples to participate in the alliance trial team, it would have been impossible to achieve all the gains later."

"Because the disciple decided to hand over the biggest gain from this training mission to Guanzhong, so that more disciples can benefit."

Ji Yinzi nodded with satisfaction, smiled and said to Ji Yang: "You can teach a child, junior brother, you have a good grandson!"

Ji Yang looked at his grandson with a smile without saying a word, his eyebrows filled with pride.

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