He Has a Dragon

Seeing Wang Le asking whether there is a finer division of the innate realm, the old guy couldn't help showing appreciation in his eyes. This kid is really a good material for martial arts. It should be that after he entered the innate realm, his strength is still rising. This question was not asked until the end was reached. 【First release】

It can be seen that its potential is huge, and it has not stagnated after entering the innate realm.

Although Qilin felt discouraged that he could not cultivate to the innate realm, he was still very curious about the division of innate realms. He asked about it last time, but his mentor never answered, and now he can finally clear up his doubts.

At this time, after seeing the old guy ponder for a while, he said slowly: "There is no peak in martial arts, but there is a starting point. Among them, the innate state is the real starting point. As for the acquired state, it is just a warm-up before the starting point. Of course, for today's In this era, to be able to reach the peak of the Houtian realm is already very remarkable, to become an inexhaustible master, like unicorns and snakes."

Qilin was still a little depressed when he heard this, what about the peak of the Acquired Realm, it was just a general among dwarfs.

The old guy looked at this disciple who had won his mantle, and was so shocked that he lost his confidence and self-motivation. He smiled and said meaningfully: "Kirin, you can't continue to the top of the martial arts just because the hope of being promoted to the innate is slim. The enterprising spirit of climbing, if you continue like this, when the opportunity comes, you will not be able to seize it.”

After a pause, the old guy showed determination in his eyes, and said: "In this world, there are countless geniuses, but few have great perseverance. As long as you have a determination to never give up, then there will always be hope, because there are always opportunities." It is reserved for those who are prepared!"

After finishing speaking, the old guy glanced at Qilin and Wang Le, and said solemnly: "These words are my lifelong belief. Ashes return to ashes, ashes return to ashes, but ordinary talents like me have persisted on the road of martial arts with this belief until today, and because of this, I have lived to this day!"

Immediately, the old guy looked at Qilin, and said: "You have to remember, the stupid bird flies first, not to mention that I will give you all my mantle, as a guardian, don't let the teacher down!"

Qilin quickly knelt down on the ground, his swarthy face showed fortitude, and said: "I will follow Master's instruction!"

"Well." The old guy nodded, then looked at Wang Le, and said: "You too, don't be complacent just because you think you are talented, martial arts, sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Xiao has seen so many geniuses in his life. Fan Xing, there are not many people who are better than you, and in the end, they either die in the middle of the journey, or they die in despair."

While talking, the old guy couldn't help thinking that when Wang Le first joined the army, he was trained like a dead dog by himself, but his eyes never showed a trace of fear, despair or discouragement.

Always so bright, full of stubborn, uninhibited, domineering momentum!

The old guy who has gone through the vicissitudes of life has never seen such eyes on a weak human being, because such eyes only belong to the real strong!

Thinking for a while, the old guy thought of these past events, his serious face could no longer hold back, he smiled, and continued angrily: "It's useless to talk about big things with you little bastard, I know you too, old man. With your temperament, even if you are knocked into the dust, as long as you are still alive, one day you will surely fly for nine days."

Being so exaggerated by the old guy, Wang Le blushed and couldn't help but feel a little shy. He scratched his growing hair, his eyes were shining brightly, and said with a smile: "So I want you to keep tattooing the kid. Gods and beasts and real dragons, the dragon travels beyond the nine heavens, it is the most comfortable."

"Freedom"

The old guy murmured, he couldn't help but lost his mind because of Wang Le's words.

"People are in the world of mortals, or they are wandering in the mountains and rivers. If they have obsessions in their hearts, how can they be at ease, and how difficult it is to be at ease."

After a while, the old guy said quietly.

Wang Le chuckled, noncommittal. Everyone is an independent individual with their own views, so of course they have different interpretations of the so-called Great Freedom.

At this time, Qilin who had just knelt down stood up and asked, "Master, you haven't mentioned the division of the innate realm yet!"

Wang Le giggled, and agreed: "That's right, you should hurry up and clear up our doubts."

The old guy chuckled, didn't avoid talking about it anymore, and explained: "I just said that the innate realm is only the starting point of martial arts, that is to say, after the innate realm, there will be different realms, from low to high, respectively It is the four realms of yellow, xuan, earth, and heaven."

"Each great realm will be subdivided into three stages: the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage. The innate realm that is the starting point of martial arts is also divided into three stages after junior high school."

"The five major realms of Xiantian and Tiandi Xuanhuang, and the last three stages of junior high school in each major realm, there is not much difference between them, so there is no need to say more."

"However, in the five realms of Xiantian and Tiandi Xuanhuang, the gap between each big realm is like an abyss, and it is difficult to cross. A master of the Huang rank can directly crush the Xiantian realm, that is, ten masters of the Xiantian realm meet a yellow rank , is also the fate of being crushed."

After a pause, the old guy chuckled and continued: "By analogy, if a master of the yellow rank meets a master of the mysterious rank, he will be nothing more than cannon fodder, let alone the earth rank and heaven rank."

Having said this, the old guy shut his mouth and didn't say a word, let Wang Le and Qilin think about the division of martial arts.

Today's old guy's interpretation of the realm of martial arts made Wang Le see a new world, and his heart was full of ups and downs.

For a long time, he only knew that he was walking in the way of killing, and he only pursued the moves of killing with one blow. His concept of martial arts has always been vague, let alone the division of martial arts realms.

Now it seems that I have a blind eye to see Mount Tai, and I have never really understood martial arts.

Before he kept practicing, he just wanted to see how far the mysterious power in his body could develop. Now that he knew the division of the realm of martial arts, the goal became clearer, and he couldn't help being full of motivation

Time passed slowly in silence, the old guy sat back on the stool, sipping the already cold cold tea by himself.

Finally, Wang Le calmed down the ups and downs in his heart, broke the silence, looked at the old guy and asked: "Is there really a master in the world of Xuanhuang in this world?"

The old guy paused holding the teacup, took a deep look at Wang Le, and replied, "Yes, and quite a few."

"Eh!" Wang Le and Qilin were immediately dumbfounded. Forget it, there are still a lot of fucking things, especially Qilin is even more depressed. He is pitifully thinking about cultivating to the innate realm. It's all a fart!

PS, think about the layout, don't write indiscriminately, today is the third watch, good night everyone

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