He Has a Dragon

Wang Le thought a lot, but he also understood that in the end, he still had to take one step at a time. If he wanted to have everything under control, it would be too whimsical.

It was useless to think too much. Wang Le suppressed all the thoughts deep in his heart, but his intention to go to the Sutra Pavilion remained unchanged.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le looked at Grandpa Jiyang who was standing in front of him and said, "The matter is now over. My grandson will definitely continue on this path of martial arts. There is absolutely no possibility of changing it."

Jiyang nodded and agreed: "It is true. Although the future of this martial arts path is unclear, there is no doubt that until now, my grandson, you have been invincible and undefeated all the way. It must be due to this path. This path of martial arts has made my cultivation so powerful that I can completely suppress people of the same level, and I can even compete across levels and win in battle."

After a pause, Jiyang patted his grandson on the shoulder and said, "On this basis, grandson, everything you have done is worth it."

Wang Le nodded slightly at first, then stopped dwelling on this topic, and then said goodbye: "It's not convenient to talk here. We can wait until we get back. Besides, it's getting late, and my grandson wants to go to the Sutra Pavilion." What happened!"

At this point, Wang Le did not forget to shake the leader's token in his hand, and said with a smile: "Since the master uncle has given such a good thing to my grandson, if I don't make use of it, That would be a shame."

Ji Yang suddenly rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then scolded angrily: "You have to keep a low profile. When you arrested the murderer just now, you also used invisibility techniques. The purpose was to avoid being discovered. As a result, It’s only been a while, and we have to go to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.”

After a pause, Ji Yang continued: "A place like the Sutra Pavilion is where disciples of meditation gather all year round. Once you appear there, I don't need to know the consequences. You should be very clear in your heart."

"Uh!" Wang Le suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself speechlessly: "Why did I forget this? Fortunately, grandpa reminded me, otherwise, many planned things would have been postponed. "

As his mind wandered, Wang Le rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Thankfully grandpa reminded me, otherwise, my grandson would not have had time to realize this. I am really ashamed."

Ji Yang snorted, looked sideways at his grandson, and replied angrily: "Ashamed? Look at you, do you look ashamed?!"

Before Wang Le could speak, Ji Yang waved his hand and asked, "Okay, enough nonsense. Since we can't go to the Sutra Pavilion for the time being, what are you going to do next, grandson?"

Wang Le didn’t think much about it.

He replied without hesitation: "What else can we do? Of course we are waiting for news from the master uncle, to see if he may find out about Cihang Jingzhai from the murderer."

At this point, Wang Le frowned and said, "If I can't get anything useful from the murderer, it will be a little difficult for my grandson to find traces of the women in Cihang Jingzhai. Otherwise, he will have to go there again." Go to Wushuang City."

"Then by then, there will be a lot of wasted time. Just thinking about it will give my grandson a headache!"

Jiyang nodded and said: "If it's just a waste of time, it's not a big deal at all. I'm afraid that while you're away from Nanhua Temple, grandson, the nuns from Cihang Jingzhai will take the opportunity to come and seek revenge. Then something serious will happen."

Wang Le's body froze, and then he returned to his natural state, but he couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face, and said helplessly: "It seems that my grandson can't do anything now. The only thing he can do is to stay in the observation room." , waiting for those people from Nanhua Temple to come and seek revenge. "

Ji Yang let out a long sigh and said with a depressed face: "In the final analysis, our Nanhua Temple is still too weak and our foundation is too weak. Now we can only rely on you, my grandson, to support us."

After a pause, Ji Yang did not forget to add: "Even if your uncle rushes back from the mortal world, it can't change the cruel fact that the overall strength of our Nanhua Temple is too weak. In the end, we still have to rely on you, grandson, to deal with Ci Hangjing." fasting people."

Wang Le raised his brows habitually. Deep in his heart, he was unavoidably worried about the fact that Master Bohan Ruoshui had not returned yet.

After all, in the autumn of troubled times, hidden world Taoist traditions were born one after another, and many masters appeared in the martial arts world. It was only normal for Han Ruoshui to meet a powerful man at the heaven level and fall into a dangerous situation.

Thinking of this, Wang Le did not express his worries to his mouth. He could only silently pray that his uncle would be safe. At the same time, he did not forget to say: "I believe that in a few years, the strength of our Nanhua Temple will definitely be It can achieve a surge in growth and get out of the current difficult situation.”

Ji Yang didn't say much, just smiled bitterly and replied: "I hope so! In the end, whether Nanhua Temple can survive in this troubled world in the future depends on your martial arts achievements, grandson. Otherwise, even without Cihang, Jingzhai, there are still other forces that want to destroy Nanhua Temple and rob us of our cultivation resources."

Just as he said this, Wang Le also took back the leader's token in his hand into the Dharma Eye Space.

This is because the leader's token is not needed for the time being, and it is impossible for him to return it to the leader Ji Yinzi immediately, so he naturally puts it away.

After all, I will definitely go to the Sutra Pavilion, and I will definitely use the leader’s token when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Wang Le's heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Grandpa, the Taoist in the world of mortals has the practice of refining qi and transforming gods into golden elixirs. So, can this purple-gold spherical object in my grandson's Dantian be used?" Is it related to the golden elixir? "

Ji Yang couldn't help but stiffen his face, then subconsciously shook his head and said: "This kind of nonsense is purely to deceive people, and it is simply not credible..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yang stopped talking, his face showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, and then he fell completely silent without another word.

When Wang Le saw this, he immediately became energetic and asked quickly: "What's wrong, grandpa? Is it possible that it really has something to do with the golden elixir mentioned by secular Taoists?"

Jiyang, who was silent, glanced at his grandson with a strange expression. He did not respond immediately, but fell into deep contemplation.

It can be seen that Ji Yang must have thought of something, but he was not sure for a while.

At this moment, although Wang Le felt itchy and unbearable, he still resisted asking any more questions and waited quietly for Grandpa Jiyang to answer his questions.