He Has a Dragon

Of course, Wang Le does not expect that he can use his natal flying sword in the future to kill people thousands of miles away.

But dozens of miles away, it should still be possible to do it if you work hard.

Just like that, after Wang Le finished following the steps Hai Wuya said, he suddenly threw up the flying sword in his hand as his heart moved.

Immediately, the flying sword, a top-quality natal magic weapon, quickly shrank and turned into a mini flying sword.

Wang Le opened his mouth without hesitation, and saw the miniature flying sword shrunk into a mini flying sword flying into his mouth with incomparable accuracy under the control of his spiritual consciousness, and then quickly swallowed into his dantian.

Immediately, Wang Le, who looked inside the Dantian through his spiritual consciousness, discovered that after Feijian entered the Dantian, he began to consciously circle around the purple-gold spherical object, like a communication satellite, and established a relationship with it. No invisible connection.

Wang Le didn't think there was anything wrong with this indescribable feeling, because he could vaguely feel that if this continued, he would continue to strengthen his connection with his natal flying sword, making it easier to control it and perform it better. power.

Of course, this top-quality natal magic weapon flying sword that has just been sacrificed will definitely not be of use in a short period of time. It will be slowly cultivated by water grinding.

"We'll see in the future, I hope you won't disappoint me then." Wang Le thought silently in his heart.

While thinking about it, Wang Le's face showed a look of satisfaction, and then he looked at Hai Wuya who was sitting opposite and said with a smile: "With this top-notch natal magic weapon, the Flying Sword, I will learn Nanhuaguan's sword in the next few days. The inheritance will definitely complement each other and bring out the maximum power of this flying sword."

Before he could think about it, Hai Wuya, who was a little distracted, opened his mouth to respond. He saw his disciple Hai Xiaoyue standing aside. He finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked tentatively: "Brother Wang, I see your sperm." The blood seems a little different!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hai Wuya, who had just come back to his senses, immediately turned around and glared at his disciple, then turned back to look at Wang Le with an apologetic look on his face and said, "This old disciple is ignorant, please don't take offense, little friend Wang."

I saw a flash of light in Wang Le's eyes, and he immediately knew that the so-called difference should be the drops of his own golden blood, which aroused the curiosity of others.

Then Wang Le smiled cheerfully, shook his head and said as if he didn't want to talk more: "A hundred kinds of rice can feed a hundred kinds of people. There are never two identical leaves in the world, so everyone should be different. I, Wang Le, Of course it won’t be an accident.”

"Uh!" Although Hai Xiaoyue was glared at by his master just now, he still couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that Wang Le was really good at talking nonsense. It was obvious that there was something wrong with his blood essence, but he was vague about it. Ci, it is really despising to talk about it.

Although he didn't want to talk more about the issue of gold in the blood, Wang Le couldn't help but hesitate in his heart when he saw Hai Wuya's hesitant look.

Because the changes in his own blood have always been a huge confusion deep in Wang Le's heart. He has no idea whether such changes are good or bad for him, whether there are hidden dangers, etc.

After all, along the way, whether it was using the blood of the mysterious python to get a real dragon tattoo, or later experiencing a blood exchange in front of Fushan’s mother Wang Xiaodie’s tomb, or in the ruins space at the bottom of the border lake,

That ball of Zhujiu's blood invaded his body, and all of this completely changed Wang Le's original bloodline, which was no longer as simple as it was at the beginning.

Thinking of this, Wang Le made a decision in his heart, and then looked at Hai Wuya without changing his expression and said: "Master Hai, if you have anything you want to say, feel free to say it, but it doesn't matter."

"Ahem!" Hai Wuya cleared his throat, then looked at Wang Le meaningfully and said softly: "I didn't expect that Wang Xiaoyou, who came from the mortal world, has such a noble bloodline. This really surprised me."

Having said this, Hai Wuya couldn't help but glance at Ji Yang who was sitting beside him, with a hint of surprise on his face.

At this time, Ji Yang obviously saw through Hai Wuya's thoughts, and said with a wry smile on his face: "Master Hai, my bloodline is average, not noble."

"Oh?" Hai Wuya was slightly startled, and then said thoughtfully: "It seems that the bloodline of Wang Xiaoyou's father is extraordinary."

Wang Le's eyelids twitched and he said speechlessly: "Master Hai, please make it clearer. Is there any problem with whether the bloodline is noble or not?"

After a pause, Wang Le did not forget to add: "Your blood will appear golden, and it has nothing to do with the blood of your parents."

"Uh!" Hai Wuya was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in disbelief and said, "Bloodline is predetermined, and it cannot be changed the day after tomorrow."

Sitting aside, Ji Yang nodded in agreement, then looked at Wang Le with a deep frown, and asked, "My grandson, your blood is golden. It has nothing to do with your parents. Who does it have to do with?"

At this time, Wang Le shook his head without changing his face and said, "Whether you believe it or not, the reason why my blood turns golden is indeed due to the changes that came from successive opportunities."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "As for the details of the opportunity, it is of great importance. Please forgive me, I can't reveal more here."

Although Hai Wuya and Ji Yang were very curious, they saw that Wang Le was unwilling to reveal anything, so they were sensible enough not to ask any more questions, and each nodded to express their understanding.

Then Wang Le looked at Hai Wuya and asked proactively: "Master Hai, is there any saying in the so-called noble blood? I have never heard a word about this before!"

Hai Wuya glanced at Ji Yang and saw Ji Yang chuckled and said: "Master Hai, you are well-informed, let me tell you! Besides, I don't know much about bloodline matters, I only know It’s just a little bit of scratching the surface.”

Hai Wuya nodded in agreement, then took over the topic, followed and asked Wang Le: "I wonder if little friend Wang has ever heard of the saying about the descendants of dragons in the secular world."

"Uh!" Wang Le was startled at first, then nodded and replied with a smile: "Of course I have heard of it, and from childhood to adulthood, both the books in school and the surrounding customs and legends told me that we Chinese people They are all descendants of the dragon."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "When we were fighting vampires at the border a few days ago, the flags of the alliance army had real dragons embroidered on them. Someone told me at the time that this was because the origin of human race in the martial arts world lies in ancient times. The mythical beast, the true dragon.”

Having said this, Wang Le couldn't help but ask: "Is it possible that this bloodline is related to the real dragon?"

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