He Has a Dragon

? Ji Yinzi took a deep look at Ji Yang, and replied calmly: "Junior brother, don't forget that I am the leader. Tianlaixiao saidWWW.⒉"

"Uh!" Ji Yang was startled at first, then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he said with surprise: "I never thought that you, senior brother, would have a way to get down!"

Ji Yinzi forced a smile and said: "This is the benefit of being the leader. You will always know more about the unknown secrets of our Nanhua Temple."

After a pause, Ji Yinzi continued: "For example, the artifact Butterfly, both the elders and disciples in the temple and people outside thought it had been lost long ago. Only I know for sure that the artifact is deep in the canyon!"

At this time, Ji Yang couldn't hide his excitement and said: "In that case, what are you waiting for? Let's immediately go into the depths of the canyon and take out the artifact butterfly. In this case, our Nanhua Temple will be able to save the day!"

Under the expectant looks of Ji Yang and Wang Le, Ji Yinzi sighed, shook his head and said: "As far as I know, the depth of the canyon is so vast that it is far beyond your imagination, and there is no light there all year round. The thick fog that blocks the use of divine consciousness, not to mention the countless unknown dangers within it."

"In such a harsh environment, trying to find the artifact butterfly is like looking for a needle in a haystack. The hope is extremely slim."

After a pause, Ji Yinzi smiled bitterly and continued: "Even if the artifact butterfly can be found in the end, whether our Nanhua Temple still exists is still a problem."

Finally, Ji Yinzi said solemnly: "It is precisely because of this that we must find the artifact butterfly in the shortest possible time. Otherwise, our Nanhua Temple will still be dead."

After hearing what his senior brother said, Ji Yang, who was extremely excited just now, was once again filled with despair deep in his heart. He said helplessly and dejectedly: "Then what should we do?"

At this time, Ji Yinzi's face showed a look of determination, and he said with great determination: "Even so, I will go to the depths of the canyon to find the artifact butterfly, because this is the only hope for our Nanhua Temple to continue to survive! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yang shook his head and objected: "Brother, you can't go down. The storm is about to come. If Nanhua Temple doesn't have you in charge, the situation will most likely get out of control very quickly!"

Then Ji Yang said in a firm tone: "So, senior brother, you can't go, so I'll go and walk under the Grand Canyon!"

Followed by Ji Yinzi, he disagreed and said: "Junior brother, your strength is not good enough. The risk in the depths of the canyon is too great. If the artifact butterfly is not found, you will fall into it instead!"

Just when Ji Yang still persisted,

Wang Le, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Grandpa, master master, please stop fighting, let me go!"

Before the words were spoken, Ji Yang and Ji Yinzi objected in unison: "No!"

Then he saw Ji Yang and said, "Anyone can take this kind of risk, but not you, my grandson!"

At this time, Ji Yinzi nodded and agreed: "That's right, because you are our only hope in Nanhua Temple, and nothing can happen to you no matter what!"

Wang Le looked at the two of them calmly and said, "What I am best at is killing people, not rebuilding."

"Uh!" Ji Yang and Ji Yinzi were stunned. Before they could speak, Wang Le continued with a nonchalant look on his face: "If Nanhua Temple is really destroyed by Cihang Jingzhai in the end, I, Wang Le, can guarantee that I can kill everyone in Cihang Jingzhai in my lifetime."

"But if you want me to rebuild Nanhua Temple and revive it, then I'm sorry, I don't have the ability yet."

Jiyang and Jiyinzi were completely silent. Of course they knew that it was easy to destroy but difficult to build.

The establishment and prosperity of an orthodox sect cannot be achieved by one person alone. It must be the contribution of countless elites from generation to generation.

Obviously, even if Wang Le can reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the future, it is undoubtedly a luxury to hope to rebuild Nanhua Temple on the ruins.

All in all, this is definitely not something that one person can accomplish.

The most important thing is that both Jiyang and Jiyinzi understand that Wang Lecai has not long joined Nanhua Temple and does not have a deep sense of belonging to Nanhua Temple like they do.

Maybe over time, Wang Le will develop a sense of belonging to Nanhua Temple, but now that the crisis of annihilation will come at any time, there is no time to cultivate a sense of belonging.

If there is not enough sense of belonging, then there will undoubtedly be a big question mark on Wang Le's sense of mission in rebuilding Nanhua View in the future.

Neither Ji Yang nor Ji Yinzi have much confidence in this.

Just as the two of them fell into silence with their emotions ups and downs, Wang Le spoke again: "Looking at the entire Nanhua Temple, if there is anyone who has the most hope of finding the artifact butterfly, there is no doubt that it is only me."

After a pause, Wang Le chuckled again and said: "Of course, the premise is that the artifact butterfly is really still deep in the Grand Canyon. Otherwise, even if I have great abilities, I will be blind in the end."

At this time, Ji Yinzi replied in a positive tone: "The artifact butterfly must be deep in the Grand Canyon!"

After a pause, Ji Yinzi asked again uneasy: "It is too important to find the artifact butterfly. I must ask Xiao Le why you are so confident?"

Wang Le was prepared and calmly replied: "When I go all out, I can kill a strong person in the late stage of martial arts, so I am the most suitable person for the entire Nanhua Temple."

"Of course, if the great uncle comes back, then he is the most suitable person to enter the depths of the canyon."

"Ah? Can you kill a strong person in the late stage of martial arts?" Ji Yang and Ji Yinzi were so surprised that their mouths opened wide. They were frightened by Wang Le's words on the spot.

Because this completely peaked everything the two old guys knew about martial arts.

At this moment, Wang Le standing in front of them was the embodiment of miracle in their eyes.

The two of them simply could not imagine that Wang Le had achieved such an appalling level in such a short period of time.

If an average warrior reaches a later stage of cultivation, their cultivation speed is like a snail. Even if they are geniuses, their cultivation speed will be faster, but no matter how fast it is, it will not be much faster.

And Wang Le's martial arts training speed is as astonishing as flying a plane, as if the bottlenecks in various martial arts realms do not exist.

At this time, Ji Yinzi looked at Ji Yang with a wry smile and said, "Junior brother, is your son-in-law a god? Why did you give birth to such a grandson?"

"Pfft!" Before Ji Yang could react, Wang Le almost choked on his own saliva. Three black lines instantly appeared on his forehead, leaving him completely speechless.

At this time, Jiyang didn't care about his senior brother's teasing. He looked at his grandson as if he were a monster and said: "Grandson, it's not that grandpa praises you. In this world of martial arts, your cultivation speed is truly unprecedented. "