He Has a Dragon

When Wang Le saw Hai Wuya agreeing without hesitation, he chuckled and said, "Don't expose your wealth. You and I both know how rare and precious Taixuan Jingte is, so put it away quickly!"

Hai Wuya was startled at first, then with a wave of his hand, Wang Le took out the Taixuan Jingte and other weapon-making materials and quickly put them into his storage stone. At the same time, he did not forget to ask half-jokingly: "What is Taixuan Jingte? A necessary ingredient for refining artifacts, aren't you afraid that the old man will take away the Taixuan Jingtie and escape from the city overnight?"

Wang Le asked with a half-smile, "Can you escape?"

"Uh!" Hai Wuya was speechless for a moment, because he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him could crush the powerful men of the same level and forcefully suppress Mu Yunlei, who is walking in the world in Jinglei Pavilion today!

Xiao Yue, who had always been at odds with Wang Le, was suffocating at this moment, with deep fear in his eyes. He couldn't help but whisper softly: "How can a second-rate force like Nanhua Temple cultivate a killer like you? It's really shocking. It’s unbelievable!”

At this time, Hai Wuya looked at Wang Le and said, "Although this little friend is a disciple of Nanhua Temple, he comes from the world of mortals and is not trained by Nanhua Temple."

Xiao Yue was completely shocked. He looked at Wang Le in disbelief and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "In a place like this in the secular world, there are only a handful of innate masters. How can there be an earth-level master? Absolutely impossible!"

Hai Wuya looked at Wang Le seriously, and continued to say to his disciple without forgetting: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, because this is the truth."

Xiao Yue was stunned on the spot, completely speechless, because Wang Le's background and cultivation were really contrary to common sense, completely subverting his three views.

A strange look flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he chuckled and said to Hai Wuya: "It seems that you know a lot about my affairs?"

Hai Wuya shook his head and said: "Because of the mysterious seeds, I let Lao Chan know your deeds as soon as possible. I believe that the entire martial arts world will know about it soon."

Wang Le nodded thoughtfully and admitted: "The alliance armies should have returned to their respective sects safely, so things about me cannot be hidden for long."

Hai Wuya looked at Wang Le meaningfully and said: "My little friend comes from the world of mortals, but in his twenties, he was able to sweep through all the powerful men in the earth and become invincible. Such an achievement is truly unprecedented and hard to find in the world. "

"That's why it's so difficult for you to hide your identity. Anyone who cares will be able to find out sooner or later."

Wang Le curled his lips calmly and replied: "The reason why I hid my true identity this time is because I don't want the nuns from Cihang Jingzhai to know that I left Nanhua Monastery."

"Cihang Jingzhai?" Hai Wuya's expression changed, and then he said with a look of surprise: "It seems that he went to Nanhua Temple to ask for an explanation for what happened back then."

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he asked somewhat speechlessly: "Do you also know about the old story between Nanhua Temple and Cihang Jingzhai?"

Hai Wuya rolled his eyes, sneered and said with disdain: "As long as there are older people in the martial arts world, who doesn't know about that guy Han Ruoshui who killed his wife to prove his Taoism?!"

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose. Uncle Daqing's reputation is indeed not very good!

At this moment, Hai Wuya looked at Wang Le with suspicion and said, "Although you are invincible at your level, little friend, the nun from Cihang Jingzhai comes to seek revenge, so she will only get a beating!"

Wang Le chuckled and replied calmly: "As long as I'm here, those nuns don't dare to mess around, otherwise, the lives of the heaven-level experts in the studio will be at stake."

Before Hai Wuya could speak, Xiao Yue retorted with disbelief: "Although you have the strength to block a heaven-level strike, that is only the power contained in the talisman. Facing a real heaven-level expert, even if you are The ground level is invincible, but in the end it will be a dead end.”

Wang Le glanced at Xiao Yue,

He replied noncommittally: "Really? But more than a month ago, there was a heaven-level nun in Cihang Jingzhai who didn't know what was good and was killed by me."

"Uh!" Master and apprentice Hai Wuya and Xiao Yue were stunned for a moment, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Wang Le saw this and said with a smile: "It seems that the two of you are very ill-informed."

Hai Wuya frowned and asked with confusion, "How do you say that?"

Wang Le rolled his eyelids and said calmly: "It has been more than a month since the shocking news of the birth of Nanhua Temple's artifact Butterfly. Even if Nanhua Temple and Cihang Jingzhai want to hide it, other Taoist sects will put them in the temple. The inside information was spread, but you two didn’t know about it, which is really surprising.”

"Artifact butterfly?" Hai Wuya, who had just sat back but his buttocks were not yet hot, suddenly jumped up again. He was completely shocked, especially when he saw Tianxuan Jingtie just now!

Xiao Yue, who came back to his senses, murmured to himself: "The legend about the artifact butterfly turns out to be true!"

Wang Le didn't answer and silently drank the cold tea. He came to Hai Wuya this time to refine the magic weapon of his life, not to deliver news.

There was silence for a while, and Hai Wuya, who had calmed down, sat back down and broke the silence and said to Wang Le: "I'm old and sick, and I've been in seclusion recently. If it wasn't for the bird feather grass, I wouldn't have left seclusion, let alone It is impossible to come to this Wushuang City, and it is normal for the news to lag."

"What's more, it has been more than a month since the birth of the artifact butterfly. When the old man came out of seclusion, the topic of the birth of the artifact butterfly had been replaced by other topics."

Having said this, Hai Wuya couldn't help but frown deeply, and looked at Wang Le with a look of deep confusion in his eyes: "My friend, he must have been able to kill the heaven-level warriors from Cihang Jingzhai with the help of a divine weapon. Butterflies are fine, but if you haven’t achieved the realm of heaven, you won’t be able to use the artifact at all.”

After a pause, Hai Wuya continued: "The other thing is that although my little friend only has earth-level cultivation, he still has to refine a natal magic weapon that can only be used by heaven-level experts. It is really confusing for me, so I would like to ask you to clarify your doubts. "

Of course, Wang Le would not explain Hai Wuya's doubts, because it was related to his own martial arts training, and it would be too childish to just tell an outsider casually.

Then Wang Le replied calmly and noncommittally: "Because I am the special one, I can use the power of the artifact and also use the magic weapon of my life."

Before Hai Wuya could continue to ask, Wang Le looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Senior Hai, if you want to live a few more years and achieve success on the road of martial arts, then you need to be less curious."

Hai Wuya's heart trembled inexplicably, and he thought to himself: "This kid's cruelty is too strong. I really don't know how many lives he has been involved in."

With his mind wandering, Hai Wuya nodded in agreement, and then couldn't help but ask: "I am obsessed with the art of refining weapons. I wonder if the magical butterfly is with my little friend?"

Wang Le avoided answering and smiled, and asked: "Do you think I will go out and wander around with the artifact that suppresses the luck of the Taoist order?"

"Uh!" Hai Wuya smiled awkwardly and shook his head: "Of course not. Even if I want to take it with me, those old guys in the audience won't."