He Has a Dragon

When Jiyang saw Jiyinzi's expression of disbelief, he couldn't help but sighed and said, "But that's the fact."

Ji Yinzi, who barely woke up from the shock, still couldn't hide the horror and disbelief in his heart, and asked in a hesitant voice: "Why?"

I saw Ji Yang narrowing his eyes slightly, recalling the scenes when he and the boy were talking, and then slowly replied: "Because in his eyes, if he lives too long, he will look at the lovers and friends around him. Leave me alone one by one, and don’t want this painful torture.”

"Uh!" Ji Yinzi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "But in the face of death, all this is nothing."

"The biggest dream of my generation of warriors in this life is to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. In addition to the pleasure of power that comes from ruling the world, one of the reasons is to live longer."

Ji Yang nodded and agreed: "Yes, in your eyes and mine, that is indeed the case, but that boy's vision and ideas have always been different."

After a pause, Ji Yang further said: "There is great terror between life and death. Although you and I are older and have experienced countless ups and downs in our lives, we are far less experienced than that kid."

Having said this, Ji Yang couldn't help but sigh again, and sighed in a complicated tone: "It is precisely because this boy has experienced more life and death than ordinary people imagine, so you and I will never be able to understand his views on death. "

Ji Yinzi shook his head with some pity and said: "Whether it was the Wanxiang Sect that was destroyed overnight, or the nine-appearance of Yunlong that made Xiao Zhixuan the enemy of the whole world, the roots are all in the immortal inheritance."

"I didn't expect that your grandson would reject the inheritance of immortality that everyone in the martial arts world covets. It's really unbelievable. Thinking about it, that old guy Xiao Zhixuan must be so depressed that he vomits blood."

At the end, Ji Yinzi couldn't help but said in admiration: "Rejecting the huge temptation of immortal inheritance may be because of this kind of character, so you and I are both mortals, and he is a monster!"

At this time, Jiyang couldn't help but think of the mysterious object that appeared in his grandson's dantian, which was suspected to be a golden elixir. He couldn't help but secretly murmured that this unique martial arts path was no worse than the immortal inheritance, or even superior. .

Because this mysterious object always reminds Ji Yang of the ancient ancestors' cultivation system when they were pursuing immortality and becoming ancestors...

While the two brothers were having a deep conversation, Wang Le, who was leaving, did not go back to his residence when he turned on the Dragon's Hidden Power of the Eye of Deception. Instead, he flew directly out of the Nanhua Temple from high altitude.

at the same time,

Wang Le, who was flying in the air, did not forget to look through the surroundings of Nanhuaguan Dojo through the Delusion Dharma Eye, and began to investigate carefully. The purpose was of course to find the martial arts experts sent by Cihang Jingzhai to hide nearby.

After a while, Wang Le, who flew out of the mountain gate, first stopped over a dense forest to the west of the dojo.

Then, the invisible Wang Le fell from the sky into the dense forest silently.

When the invisible Wang Le stepped lightly on the rotten branches and leaves, two warriors in their fifties were sitting boredly under a big tree not far in front of them.

And right in front of these two warriors in their fifties, there was a pile of ashes burned by the bonfire.

Obviously, the two of them had been in this dense forest for a while, rather than just arriving.

Just as Wang Le, who was invisible, was about to step forward, he saw one of the warriors with Chinese characters sitting under the big tree frowning deeply, sighing with dissatisfaction, and said in a depressed voice: "You and I are dignified and powerful in the middle level of martial arts." He was treated like a dog and now he is sent out to do such a dirty job. It is really unbearable."

Another long-faced warrior with some gray hair and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes said with an unlucky smile: "So what if you and I achieve the late Earth level or even the Heaven level? That's Cihang Jingzhai with a profound foundation. The steps are like clouds, maybe there will be a strong person at the peak of martial arts who is sleeping and suppressing the secrets. "

"As for us, the Guihe Sect, in the final analysis, we are just the vassals and slaves of those women, and are not worth mentioning at all."

After a pause, the long-faced warrior changed the topic and comforted him: "We just have to do the things in front of us well, and when the time comes to destroy this small Nanhua Temple, we will naturally get corresponding benefits from Cihang Jingzhai." ."

The face of the martial artist with a Chinese character softened a little, and finally became more handsome. He nodded and said, "That's right, if it weren't for the benefits Cihang Jingzhai gave, Cao wouldn't even bother to do this kind of surveillance work with hawks and dogs!"

The long-faced warrior chuckled, shook his head and said helplessly: "Even if there is no benefit, we still have to do it, otherwise, let those old nuns who have achieved heaven level in Cihang Jingzhai find an excuse to scare the monkeys, that's terrible I really can’t eat anymore and walk around, and I feel like crying without tears.”

The warrior with the Chinese character's face froze slightly, and his eyes showed deep fear and fear. Obviously, the impression left by the women from Cihang Jingzhai was not much better.

At this time, Wang Le, who was hiding nearby, touched his chin thoughtfully, and thought to himself with some excitement: "These two are both strong men in the middle stage of martial arts, so I dare to send them to monitor the movements in the observation room." It’s not some small shrimps!”

Thinking of this, Wang Le's intention to take action immediately faded. He wanted to hear what the two guys in front of him had to say.

After all, if you can reach the middle stage of martial arts, your status in the sect will definitely not be much lower.

At this moment, the man with the Chinese character surnamed Cao suddenly asked: "Brother Liu, we have been staying here for almost ten days. Do you know when we will take action?"

The long-faced man surnamed Liu sitting next to him shook his head and replied, "I came here with Brother Cao. How could I know when to take action?"

After a pause, the long-faced man surnamed Liu changed the topic and said, "But such a long time has passed. If we really want to take action, it should be within these two days."

"After all, there is no point in delaying it any longer. It will be a waste of effort. I believe that the women in Cihang Jingzhai are not stupid enough!"

The man with the Chinese character surnamed Cao snorted and said with disdain: "Nanhua Temple is just a second-rate force. The women of Cihang Jingzhai are still so hesitant and dare not take action. I really don't understand what they are afraid of. What!"

At this time, the long-faced man surnamed Liu showed a mysterious look and said softly: "As far as I know, the reason why those women are so afraid of Nanhua Temple is because Nanhua Temple has recovered the artifact butterfly that has been lost for thousands of years."

The man with the Chinese character surnamed Cao was immediately startled, and then said with a look of surprise: "If that's the case, then I don't blame them for being so cautious."

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