He Has a Dragon

"Is it possible that these holy places in Middle-earth are involved with the top powerhouses from the Emperor Burial Star who moved to the Eternal Star?"

Wang Le couldn't help but secretly speculate.

After all, the four holy places mentioned by Ouyang are inexplicably similar to the hidden traditions that Wang Le knows.

Of course, this is just random speculation, after all, there is no evidence.

"If I have the chance, I would like to meet the saints and saints of those holy places."

Wang Le touched his chin thoughtfully again, muttering silently with a trace of expectation deep in his heart.

Wang Le, who is gifted with a real dragon tattoo, certainly has his own pride.

Now that he has arrived in Middle-earth, where the Eternal Star cultivation civilization is the most prosperous, Wang Le naturally wants to fight against the stunning and stunning people on this land.

In particular, Ouyang claimed that most of the saints and saints who came out of the Holy Land swept across the same level, and even had the strength to fight across levels.

And this also aroused Wang Le's interest even more.

Of course, Wang Le would not deliberately seek trouble just to fight against the saints and saints of those holy lands.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Ouyang continued: "In addition to the nine top orthodoxies in Middle-earth, because of the fierce competition, the first and second-rate sects under the top orthodoxies have undergone great changes. "

A strange color flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he couldn't help but say: "If even the first-class Taoist sects have to accept challenges from time to time, resulting in their strength being damaged and relegated to the second rate, then I would like to see the small and medium-sized sects on this continent. The sects are even more strife."

Ouyang couldn't help but sigh deeply: "What Brother Wang said is true. It is precisely because it is normal for small and medium-sized sects to decline on this continent, so there are so many casual cultivators!"

"Even first- and second-rate sects don't dare to say that they will prosper forever. After all, there were many Taoist forces that once ranked first and second-rate, but later their Taoist traditions withered and declined."

Speaking of this, Ou Yang couldn't help but have a sad look on his face, and then pointed at himself and continued with a bitter tone: "For example, the Taoist sect that Ou Yang joined when he was young was the Middle-earth sect a thousand years ago. A famous first-class sect.”

"But then it encountered a big change, and it has declined in a straight line since then. By Ou's generation, it had completely become a small sect trapped in a corner.

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"As a result, the Taoist tradition was completely destroyed by the enemy more than a hundred years ago. Since then, I, Ouyang, have become a casual cultivator."

"Oh?" Wang Le couldn't help but look at Ouyang in surprise. He didn't expect that the other party had such a tortuous experience.

"Did Brother Ouyang later avenge his dead classmates?"

Wang Le looked at Ouyang and asked.

At this time, Ouyang saw a deep look of powerlessness in his eyes, and he said with a sad look of loss: "The other party is a powerful master of the Fusion Realm, and I am just a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. It is not so easy to take revenge." ?!”

"Uh! Fusion Realm?" Wang Le twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Ouyang with sympathy. After all, Fusion is a more terrifying existence than the God Transformation Realm.

Even Wang Le, who has the ability to kill people in the middle stage of cross-border transformation, can only wait to be killed when facing a powerful person in the Fusion state.

But it doesn't mean that Wang Le will accept his fate like Ou Yang and completely give up revenge.

Then Wang Le said to Ouyang: "Sometimes hatred is also a motivation."

"Since there are enemies like those in the Fusion Realm, we must turn our hatred into strength and redouble our efforts in training to improve our strength!"

I saw Ou Yang shaking his head with a wry smile and replying: "Ou knows how much he weighs."

"If the enemy is a powerful person in the realm of gods, Ou believes that he can avenge his fellow sect within his lifetime."

"But the other party is a higher being than the Divine Transformation Realm. Even if Ou is dreaming, he would not dare to dream that he can cultivate to the Fusion Realm in this life!"

Speaking of this, Ouyang couldn't help but sigh, and sighed bitterly and helplessly: "I am destined to have no hope of revenge in this life!"

Wang Le saw Ouyang sighing and looking dejected. He shook his head disapprovingly and said: "There is a famous saying in my hometown, that is, if a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish!"

"Uh!" Ouyang was stunned for a moment before Wang Le continued: "Since we monks have embarked on this path of cultivation, we naturally have to compete with heaven and humans!"

After a pause, Wang Le looked at Ouyang seriously with gleaming eyes, and continued: "Others can become Fusion Realm monks, why can't we? Is he stronger than us since he was born?"

"Even if he is born with extraordinary talents, there is no need for us to be discouraged."

"After all, what determines how far monks like us can ultimately go on the road of cultivation, apart from our own talents and luck, the most important thing is our hard work and our rock-solid willpower!"

Facing Wang Le's talk, Ouyang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Brother Wang, you are so young, you are already at the peak of the late Nascent Soul, and the next step is to advance to the God Transformation Realm."

"Completely comparable to the core genius disciples of the top forces, such as the saints and saints of the four holy places."

"So you simply can't understand Oumou's helplessness and depression when his talent is acceptable but not outstanding!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and said: "You only see my talent, but you will never see the hardships I have put in along the way!"

After a pause, Wang Le looked at Ouyang with deep eyes, and continued meaningfully: "If I only relied on talent, I would not have achieved what I have today, let alone come here."

"The main factor that allowed me to achieve my current level of cultivation and successfully come to Middle-earth is not talent, but countless times of hard work and persistence, as well as the strength honed through countless lives and deaths. will!"

"Uh!" Ouyang was startled at first, then he couldn't help but realize something, and fell into silence for a while.

When Wang Le saw this, he did not continue talking, but drank tea as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, deep in Wang Le's heart, he had to think about what to do next.

Even if you join a sect, you must first think about what kind of Taoist sect is suitable for you to practice and improve your cultivation level as quickly as possible.

"Since those first-class and powerful Taoist sects cannot join, then we should look for Taoist sects that were once first-class forces but have now declined to become low-level forces to join." Wang Le thought silently in his heart.

And this is what Wang Le got from the experience Ouyang just told.

Of course, you don't just find such a sect and join it, but you have to carefully select one before considering whether to join.

"I wonder if there was anyone who was once a top force but later declined." Wang Le muttered secretly.

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