He Has a Dragon

Wang Le shook his head and waved his hands and said: "There is no need to risk your life. I just hope that Hai Lao will do his best."

After a pause, Wang Le smiled slightly and continued: "In fact, in my opinion, no matter how powerful the magic weapon or artifact is, it is just an external object, the icing on the cake. In the end, it still depends on whether your own fist is strong or not."

Everyone here nodded noncommittally. After all, everyone has different perceptions of martial arts practice, so it is difficult to compare their perceptions and opinions with each other, let alone whether they are right or wrong.

Then Hai Wuya took the initiative to change the subject and asked with a smile: "Wang Xiaoyou hasn't told me yet, what kind of natal magic weapon does he want to refine?"

Wang Le did not respond immediately, but thought about it in silence for a while, and finally made up his mind, looked at Hai Wuya and replied in a deep voice: "Please ask Mr. Hai to refine a flying sword for me!"

Hai Wuya glanced at Ji Yinzi and Ji Yang who were present, and then said with a smile: "Nanhua Temple has stood in the middle of the martial arts world for thousands of years without falling. At its most glorious time, there were three thousand flying swords in the temple, which could be said to be invincible. He is invincible in every attack, and no one in the martial arts world dares to challenge his sharp edge!"

Ji Yinzi's face darkened, he shook his head and sighed: "It's really shameful. Today's Nanhua Temple can only survive in these troubled times. As the head of a household, I am always walking on thin ice, for fear of taking a wrong step and ruining the success of Nanhua Temple." Dao Tong, I have no shame in going to see my ancestors."

Hai Wuya replied nonchalantly: "That's all in the past. As long as Little Friend Wang is here, I believe that sooner or later Nanhua Temple will be able to recreate the glorious age of thousands of years ago when thousands of sects came to worship!"

Ji Yinzi smiled reservedly and said, "Then let me borrow the good words from Master Hai."

Then Hai Wuya smiled slightly and said: "As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. There is no doubt that the most powerful one in Nanhua Temple is the inheritance of swords. Wang Xiaoyou chose Feijian as his own magic weapon, which is the best. chosen."

Ask_x_小+(+说_*_wangxunjiyinzi nodded, and said proudly: "Yes, I dare not say anything else. The inheritance of the sword of my Nanhua Temple, even with those top forces Compared with the inheritance of swords, it is no less generous, or even worse."

Hai Wuya hummed, and then continued: "Since you want to refine a good flying sword magic weapon, you must strive for excellence."

After a pause, Hai Wuya asked without looking back: "Disciple, can you give up your Starfall Sands?"

"Starfall Gold Sand?" Ji Yinzi and Ji Yang's eyes lit up at the same time. They didn't expect Hai Wuya to have such a good thing in his hands.

At this time, Xiao Yue said in a depressed tone: "This disciple also wants to use this meteorite gold sand to refine his natal magic weapon in the future!"

Before Hai Wuya could speak, Xiao Yue glared at Wang Le who was sitting immobile on the chair, then nodded and said: "Since the master has said so, what else can the disciple say? The only thing I can do is to let the Starfall Sands go." ”

Wang Le felt relieved, stood up, held his hands to Xiao Yue and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother Hai, for your concession."

Wang Le also learned about the fact that Xiao Yue and Hai Wuya had the same surname while on their way.

As for whether there is any other relationship between Xiao Yue and Hai Wuya besides the relationship between master and apprentice, it is unknown. Besides, Wang Le has no interest in this kind of gossip.

Back to the subject, Hai Xiaoyue accepted Wang Le's thanks calmly, and then replied with a generous look: "Speaking of which, in the square at that time, if you hadn't taken action, Xingyun Jinsha would have been killed by the people from Qing Palace. Robbed."

Wang Le shook his head with a serious face and said: "This code is the same code. The Xingyun Jinsha is the treasure that Brother Hai picked up through your discerning eyes, so I won't let you suffer, brother."

Please_1_小+3+说_'_网wwwqiuxiao墢shuo蚠巵c umbrellaom　"Uh! Don't let me suffer?" Hai Xiaoyue's face showed a look of disdain,

Hai Wuya, who was sitting on the chair, also had a strange expression on his face.

Hai Xiaoyue looked at Wang Le speechlessly and asked, "You guys don't even know the value of Starfall Sands."

After a pause, Hai Xiaoyue first glanced at Hai Wuya, who was sitting silently at the table, and then continued: "Last night, I asked Master about the value of the Starfall Sands."

"His old man told me that as long as it is put on the market, it will cost at least 800,000 low-grade source stones to one million low-grade source stones, or even higher!"

Wang Le saw that although his grandfather and the head master's uncle looked shocked, they did not show any surprise at all. He knew that Hai Xiaoyue was not randomly bidding.

"Is it possible that Mr. Hai had already planned to use this meteorite gold sand to refine my natal magic weapon, and then borrowed his disciple Hai Xiaoyue to tell me the transaction price?" Wang Leru thought.

As for how Hai Wuya knew in advance that the magic weapon he was refining would be a flying sword, Wang Le was not surprised at all.

Because the most powerful inheritance of Nanhua Temple is the inheritance of swords, with Hai Wuya’s wisdom and knowledge, he could guess it after just a little thought.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le, whose smile did not change, looked at Hai Xiaoyue and said, "I said I won't let you suffer, brother Hai, so of course I won't let you suffer."

"Uh!" A look of surprise appeared on Hai Xiaoyue's face. Unexpectedly, Wang Le didn't even negotiate the price and agreed directly.

Then Wang Le stretched out two fingers and said to Hai Xiaoyue: "Twenty thousand high-grade source stones?"

"Pfft!" Hai Wuya, who didn't say a word, spurted out the tea he just drank in his mouth, almost choking himself.

At this time, Ji Yinzi and Ji Yang also had black lines on their heads. They looked at each other and could only secretly curse the prodigal son with helpless expressions on their faces. That high-grade source stone vein will probably be ruined by this kid sooner or later.

With a look of shock on his face, Xiao Yue finally reacted, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and confirmed to Wang Le with a bit of a stutter: "Two liang... ten thousand top-grade source stones, are you... not wrong? Don't coax me!"

Wang Le rolled his eyes and replied calmly: "Of course, within the next few days, I will hand over 20,000 high-grade Origin Stones to Brother Hai."

Hai Xiaoyue: "..."

Hai Wuya:…………”

At this moment, the reason why Hai Wuya and Xiao Yue lost their composure was because both the master and the disciple knew that converting 20,000 high-grade Origin Stones into two million low-grade Origin Stones was not as simple as exchanging them. The benefits were too great.

Before the two masters and disciples could fully react, Ji Yinzi left his seat and stood up. Then he saluted and said, "I have official business, so I'll take my leave now. I'll come back to Master Hai for advice another day." .”

At this time, Ji Yang stood up and said with a smile: "I am the same, I will come and visit Master Hai when I have free time."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yinzi and Ji Yang didn't stop any longer. They simply told Wang Le a few words and then left.

From the beginning to the end, neither Ji Yinzi nor Ji Yang had any words to say about Wang Le's wasted behavior of taking out 20,000 high-grade source stones.