He Has a Dragon

? Wang Le saw that the silent atmosphere had become a bit solemn and depressing, so he changed the subject very wisely and asked: "I wonder if Mr. Hai can successfully refine the boy's magic weapon?"

Ji Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not that easy to refine a natal magic weapon, not to mention that what you need, grandson, is a top-quality natal magic weapon."

"Even if Master Hai is extremely capable in refining weapons, he still can't complete it in such a short time."

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose depressedly. Before the retreat, he clearly remembered the way Hai Wuya swore in front of him.

Although he didn't say how long it would take, it seemed that after he came out of seclusion, the old guy would be able to successfully refine the natal magic weapon.

Now it seems that Daqing Haiwuya is letting Wang Le go.

But he was depressed, and Wang Le didn't mean to be unhappy at all. After all, with his cultivation strength soaring, the natal magic weapon was just the icing on the cake for him.

Instead of being like other martial arts masters, they don't have their own magic weapon, just like a tiger without claws.

What's more, Wang Le also understands the principle of striving for excellence and believes in Hai Wuya's integrity.

If we take the words of the world of mortals as an example, Hai Wuya must have a rare craftsman spirit in the art of weapon refining. Otherwise, Master Hai would not have achieved such world-renowned achievements in the art of weapon refining.

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but smile slightly and said: "I hope Mr. Hai won't disappoint me by then."

At this time, Ji Yinzi smiled and said: "During these days, Master Hai has been staying in the Weapon Refining Pavilion and has never even returned to his own residence."

"His disciple showed up every few days and came out of the Refining Pavilion just to prepare some meals."

After a pause, Ji Yinzi showed a hint of admiration and continued: "From this point of view, Master Hai has done his best to refine the magic weapon for you, Xiao Le, and there is nothing lame about it."

At this point, Ji Yinzi suddenly changed the subject, looked at Wang Le and said: "Since the magic weapon of this destiny has not been released for a while, Xiao Le, why don't you go and understand the sword inheritance of Nanhua Temple first.

Wang Le did not agree immediately, but shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no need to be so anxious.

It won't be too late after we get rid of Cihang Jingzhai, the biggest trouble. "

Ji Yinzi and Ji Yang's eyes lit up at the same time. During this period of time, Cihang Jingzhai was like a big mountain, and everyone was breathless under the pressure.

Especially when two elders in the temple were assassinated by martial arts experts sent by Cihang Jingzhai, it was even more horrifying and frightening. They were afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of those two elders, and they would die in the blink of an eye. When the body dies, the Tao disappears.

Then Ji Yang took the lead and couldn't help but ask: "Grandson, do you have any specific ideas and strategies?"

I saw Wang Le slowly drinking up the tea in the cup, then leaving his seat and standing up. Then he smiled and looked at his grandfather and the head master who were sitting in the seat, and replied: "When going outside, you must first make peace with yourself, no matter it is Cihang Jingzhai wants to come again to seek revenge, or the boy wants to take the initiative, but the prerequisite is to calm the hearts of the people inside."

At this point, the murderous intent in Wang Le's eyes was revealed, and he said in a deep voice: "Only in this way can we give it a go and catch all the Cihang Jingzhai masters who have entered the martial arts world!"

"Once this goal is achieved, I believe that Cihang Jingzhai will no longer be a troublemaker for our Nanhua Temple for a long time."

As expected, Ji Yinzi had been at the helm of Nan Hua Guan for many years. He soon figured out the joints. His eyes when he looked at Wang Le couldn't help but be filled with admiration. He nodded in agreement: "Xiao Le is right. This troubled world has begun to spread." At the end of the day, Cihang Jingzhai did not come to the world for our Nanhua Temple, their main purpose is to grab more cultivation resources in the martial arts world."

"If we focus mainly on the small Nanhua Temple, it will be obvious that the gains outweigh the losses."

"So if the owner of Cihang Jingzhai still has some brains, he will never do such a petty thing."

"After all, this opportunity cannot be missed, and time will never come again. If we continue to be entangled with Nanhua Temple, after a long time, Cihang Jingzhai still wants to get a share of the huge benefits of this martial arts world, but it is even more difficult. Difficult."

After listening to Ji Yinzi's analysis, Ji Yang looked at Wang Le with bright eyes and said expectantly: "In that case, then it depends on your performance, grandson. The rise and fall of our Nanhua Temple, the honor and disgrace. But it’s all on you.”

Wang Le chuckled and said nonchalantly: "As the saying goes, it's up to man to make things happen. Grandpa, don't worry. I'll just try my best, grandson. As for the final result, I can only act according to God's eyes. ”

At this moment, Ji Yinzi suddenly sighed and said, "I hope senior brother can come back as soon as possible! In this case, Xiao Le, your burden will be lighter."

"Uh!" Wang Le rubbed his nose habitually, and then said: "Logically speaking, it has been so long. No matter how slow the uncle's footsteps are, he can still rush back to Nanhua Temple. Why is he still here now?" No news at all? Could something happen on the road?"

Ji Yinzi and Ji Yang both looked worried because Wang Le expressed the deep worries they had hidden in their hearts.

Then he saw Ji Yang forced a smile and said: "Now that the senior brother has restrained his murderous nature, he shouldn't cause any trouble on the road. Maybe he was delayed by other things. I believe he will be back soon."

Ji Yinzi sighed and prayed with worry: "I hope so!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Leruo, who was standing in front of the table, looked towards the door with awareness. Then he saw a paper crane appear in his sight and quickly flew towards it.

"Paper cranes?" Wang Le's heart moved, and he immediately remembered that when he returned to Nanhua Temple from the border last time, the disciples guarding the mountain gate had used paper cranes to convey messages.

At this moment, the paper crane had flown in front of Ji Yinzi and was taken into his hand.

The next second, Ji Yinzi's face changed drastically, and he suddenly left his seat and stood up.

Ji Yang quickly asked: "Senior brother, what happened?"

At this time, Ji Yinzi, whose face was so gloomy that he was about to drip with water, gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "Elder Jiyu was assassinated just now, and now he is seriously injured and unconscious!"

"Ah!" Ji Yang immediately exclaimed, unable to sit still. He angrily cursed Cihang Jingzhai and rushed outside.

ps: I’ll go back and make up for it tomorrow, that’s it for today.