He Has a Dragon

Wang Le was not surprised by Qingyangzi's words, because Wang Le had already been mentally prepared to return home after the other party refused to take him into the martial arts world yesterday.

Although Wang Le was disappointed with the feeling that he could not fully control the development of the situation, but this was the fact, and in the end he had no choice but to accept it. After all, his own strength was not at Qingyangzi's level, so he could not blame others.

The only thing that can be done is to work hard to improve his martial arts cultivation in the days to come.

If you place your hope on anything else, it will be nothing more than a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. In the final analysis, you still have to rely on yourself, and you need to be strong to make iron.

As for the so-called body training mentioned by Qingyangzi, although it was not very clear and was explained in a general way, it was certain that this method of training was extremely difficult, and Wang Le was thus mentally prepared.

Because Wang Le had personally experienced that when his martial arts cultivation level was promoted, the consumption of cultivation resources, that is, source stones, was too huge.

It is conceivable that in the future, in order to further break through the bottleneck in martial arts cultivation and enter a new martial arts realm, Wang Le will need to consume more Origin Stones than before.

When Wang Le thought of this, he couldn't help but tremble with fear. He couldn't help but thought to himself: "I'm sorry, where will I get so many Origin Stones? How can I become a gangster in the martial arts world?" Are you committing all kinds of crimes like burning, killing, looting?”

After a pause, Wang Le followed Qingyangzi up the stairs and entered the temple. He touched his chin and continued to think: "Is it possible to continue to follow Uncle Jin to rob the tomb? Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu of Han, and Wu Zetian took turns to rob it. I don’t know how many Origin Stones I can collect.”

Of course, Wang Le will not forget the great treasure of Genghis Khan's Mausoleum. You must know that at that time, he only collected a lot of Origin Stones and antique toys in a hurry. Compared with what he did not take away, which was Weoshui Sanqian, he only took Just one scoop.

But when Wang Le thought of the fresh human skin in Genghis Khan's coffin, he had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​going there again.

In the strange grave relocation incident in Lefang a few days ago, Wang Le had already experienced firsthand the horror contained in this fresh human skin.

If that piece of fresh human skin had not been left behind by his mother, Wang Le believed that he would be like the white-haired old man, instantly killed and turned into a white smoke that dissipated between heaven and earth.

And Genghis Khan is not his father Wang Le, so the fresh human skin left behind will certainly not be as merciful to him as the fresh human skin left behind by his mother.

For this,

Wang Le had a clear enough understanding, so he could only wait until his martial arts cultivation reached a certain level, at least enough to protect himself, before he would consider sneaking into Genghis Khan's underground tomb in the desert of Outer Mongolia again.

"In the final analysis, I am still not strong enough. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do anything with my hands tied!" Wang Le couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking silently with a hint of helplessness and annoyance.

Because of this, Wang Le truly realized the urgency of practicing hard. Otherwise, Wang Le would always be in a passive position and would have no say in many major events or when facing troubles.

For Wang Le, who has always been domineering and likes to control all variables in his own hands, this is unacceptable, and it is not something he wants to see.

Just when Wang Le was feeling ups and downs, the two of them entered the temple.

Qingyangzi asked Wang Le to wait for a moment, and then went to the back to simply wash up.

Ten minutes later, Qingyangzi came to the dining table carrying breakfast meals that had been prepared before Wang Le got up.

Breakfast is very simple, with pickled salted beans and potherb, plus cooked light rice porridge, and steamed buns.

"Xiao Le, there are no years of practice. Only when you can endure loneliness can you become a hero. You can sail against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. People with impetuous minds will never have the chance to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Do you understand?"

Just as Wang Le was eating the steamed buns with relish, Qing Yangzi, who was sitting opposite, suddenly opened his mouth to admonish.

Wang Le paused, put down the steamed bun in his hand, looked up at Qingyangzi, nodded and said, "Senior's lesson is right, I will definitely remember it."

I saw Qingyangzi waving his hands and saying with a smile: "In this mountain temple, I have been with Gudeng all year round and there is no one to talk to, so when you see Xiaole, you can't help but nag a few more words. Just listen, in fact, as monks among us, everyone has his own path to martial arts, and sticking to the path that suits you best is the right path."

Wang Le, who was sitting opposite, smiled slightly and did not answer immediately, because the other person was not only an elder, but also a martial arts giant. As a backward person, he was certainly not qualified to question or argue with the views he expressed.

Taking a step back, of course Wang Le also believed that Qingyangzi's words were reasonable, so after nodding respectfully, he took the initiative to change the subject and asked: "Senior, after you find out the details of my mentor's enemies, how can we contact them? ?”

Qingyangzi smiled confidently and said, "I will look for you when I get the list of people who have entered the secular world from the martial arts world."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "According to what you said before, the people who entered the secular world this time are all the disciples and grandsons of the leader's old enemy, so their martial arts cultivation must not be very advanced, and I don't care. Take action to deal with them, lest you lose your identity and be accused of being bullied by others."

"Uh!" Wang Le touched his nose and nodded to express his understanding. After all, people of Qingyangzi's level cherish their feathers and don't want to ruin their reputation.

If it were Wang Le himself, when he reached a certain high position in the future, he would probably make the same decision as Qingyangzi if he was not forced to do anything.

At this time, Qingyangzi continued to say to Wang Le: "So for the next period of time, you just need to wait with peace of mind. After the list is confirmed, I will arrange for you to deal with those people. Of course, you don't need to I’m worried that there are masters that I can’t deal with, and I will deal with them first when the time comes.”

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi said in a deep voice: "Only by constantly fighting and killing others can you better consolidate your martial arts cultivation realm, and it will also help you understand martial arts and speed up your practice. Of course, the premise is that you can Withstand such hardship, otherwise, everything is just talk.”

Finally, Qingyangzi looked at Wang Le and said, "You are the strongest ace from the mysterious army. You should understand this, right?"

Wang Le nodded and said nothing, because he understood and understood the meaning of Qingyangzi's words.