He Has a Dragon

When Jiyang saw his grandson say this, he was dumb and speechless.

Seeing this, Wang Le converged with a smile and calmed down. He actively shifted the topic and asked, "Grandpa, Nan Hua Guan is divided into two areas, inside and outside. Is there any statement?"

At this time, it was seen that Jiyang first picked up the tea cup on the table, drank his throat, and then replied, "In addition to the three grandfather brothers, there are six elders in Nanhuaguan who are also martial arts. The masters are in charge of matters such as law enforcement, criminal law, power transfer, logistics and so on. "

"Of course, they are just a name. Basically, the specific matters are handled by their disciples. Most of the free time is used for cultivation, and they have no time to care."

After a break, Jiyang continued: "As for the inner and outer gates of Nanhua Guan, the new disciples, advanced outer gates, etc., who are promoted to the martial arts stage, naturally enter the inner gate, and ask our three brothers, or The six elders are accepted as disciples. "

"Eh!" Wang Le couldn't help touching his nose, thinking of his martial arts practice, he could reasonably enter the inner door, but he was a newcomer and had to be advanced outside the door.

After turning his thoughts, Wang Le asked: "Grandpa, that grandson pays attention to Nanhuaguan. Is this the first entry to the outside door or the inside door?"

Jiyang immediately laughed and looked back at Wang Le: "Your boy is clever for a while, and your grandfather will support you. Of course, he directly enters the inner door."

After a pause, the Jiyang dialect turned around and said, "Although you are only doing Xuan Xie, you have the strength of a master of Yue Tier Battlefield."

"Grandpa can't be your master at this point. I have to let the big brother take you as a disciple!"

"And that's what Master Brother originally wrote to Brother Master."

"Eh!" Wang Le was suddenly speechless, because the cold water was still far away in the forty-nine city, and he didn't know when he wanted to return.

At least until the Alliance hasn't driven the vampires out, the cold water will not return.

Thinking of this, Wang Le was relieved because the martial arts path he took was different. If he worshipped the teacher, he would be caught by the other party.

For Wang Le, this is not the situation he wants to see.

Taking a step back, Wang Le doubted whether the other party could point out anything in his martial arts practice even if he worshiped the teacher.

After all, the martial arts path that he took was incompatible with the cultivation system of martial arts, and he could only cross the river by himself and feel the stones.

"The way to kill the Tao, one time is enough, Xiao Ye doesn't want to go again." Wang Le muttered in his heart.

Of course, Jiyang would not think of his grandson, and from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to worship Hanshui as a teacher.

Wang Le, who did not reveal his true thoughts, shifted the subject without looking, and whispered, "Grandpa, does Nanhuaguan really have no day-level monster?"

The reason why Wang Le asked this question was mainly because he realized that he had underestimated Nanhua Guan before.

Now in it, what I have seen and heard, the millennium heritage of Nanhua Guan is not covered.

The so-called skinny camel is larger than a horse, and Wang Le began to wonder about Nanhua Guan, unconsciously, if there were any heavenly monsters who lived in seclusion and suppressed the Taoist luck of Nanhua Guan.

Jiyang, under the eyes of his own grandson's curious eyes, was unmoved and asked with a faint smile, "What do you think?"

In Wang Le's eyes, Jingguang flashed away instantly, and he didn't ask any more, but deep in his heart immediately set off a raging sea. He secretly thought: "Surely, there is a heaven-level monster in Nanhua Guan."

As for how many heavenly monsters are hidden from the world, although Wang Le is curious, but also understands the scoring, he is not aware of it anymore.

Immediately, Jiyang began to instruct Wang Le to pay attention to some important matters in the following days.

The simple summary is to watch more, listen more and talk less, and don't get involved in unnecessary disputes.

Of course, if someone in the view deliberately provokes, don't be polite, just go back to the top.

Well, that's not to cause trouble, and don't be afraid.

Wang Le carefully listened to the instructions from Jiyang, and naturally understood that the factions in Nanhuaguan were complex and restrained each other. No one could cover the sky with only one hand, even as the extremely Yinzi in charge.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are countless disputes."

When Wang Le came up with a summary in his heart, he saw Li Hongru and the deaf old man, as well as a middle-aged fat man full of sooty smell, like Maitreya, each carrying cooked meals into the living room. .

Soon the entire table was filled with delicious food.

During this period, Jiyang introduced Wang Le, a middle-aged fat man named Ma Fu, by the way.

After Li Hongru and the other three prepared the meals one by one, they withdrew from the living room and left the space to the grandchildren of Jiyang and Wang Le.

Wang Le was also hungry. In addition to this period, in addition to eating the meals with glutinous vegetables in Luohuang Town, other times, he ate in the wild countryside, and the gluttonous meat of the beasts has always been tired.

Because of this, Wang Le continued to develop his usual style, facing the delicious dishes of the entire table, as if the wind and the clouds were lingering, and devouring all the food, and had no time to speak.

Apart from starting to eat a few bites of vegetarian dishes, Jiyang sitting on the ground rarely saw chopsticks frequently. He always smiled and watched his grandson eat. The happiness on his face made him look like a teenager.

In the land of Huaxia, regardless of the secular world or martial arts, no matter the past, the present, or even the future, the blood is always paramount.

It is precisely because of the maintenance of blood, generations, no matter they are poor or rich, no matter whether they are heroes or ordinary people like ants.

The ultimate purpose of their lives is to create a better future for the next generation.

Jiyang is no exception.

From the moment I met Wang Le ~ www.readwn.com ~ was already doomed ...

After having dinner, Wang Le, accompanied by Jiyang and Li Hongru, went to see the proper accommodation.

A small two-story building with a living room, a study, a bedroom, and so on.

This small building has always been a place where Jiyang specializes in entertaining guests.

Since then, Wang Le has lived here.

The pavilions and pavilions around the small building, the small bridges are flowing, and the flowers and trees are flourishing, just like a paradise, unlike the area in front of the mansion, empty and empty.

For Wang Le, as long as there is shelter from the wind and rain, it can be a place to sleep peacefully.

Besides, he was arranged to live in a place with such beautiful environment, of course, there was no opinion, and he accepted it without hesitation.

"Little Master enjoyed it once in the martial arts world, right-the luxury scenery of the second generation!" Wang Lemei thought in her heart. Enable new URL