Wang Le didn't tell his grandfather that now the old guy was lying in a coffin, buried under the loess to survive the catastrophe, and then continue the matter of a hundred years after the year.

It's not that Wang Lexin can't trust his grandfather, but that the less people know about this kind of thing, the better, so as not to add other unnecessary variables.

"Grandpa, Lao Ji has ambitions for thousands of miles, but don't let the fire of martial arts in your heart be extinguished because of a momentary setback. ”

I saw Wang Le open his mouth to comfort, then smiled, and continued: "Grandson's martial arts path still needs your guidance as a beacon of eternal light!"

The grandson's words made Jiyang, who was a little discouraged because of his age, suddenly laughed.

"That's right, even if my Jiyang can't stand at the peak of martial arts in my lifetime, I still have to let my grandson climb up on behalf of my grandfather in the future, look down on the world, and see the scenery where all living beings are ants. ”

At this time, although Jiyang was sitting on the sofa, when he spoke, he exuded a momentum all over his body, and he had a heroic spirit that looked at the world and had no eyes left!

For Wang Le, who was sitting opposite, he finally saw the momentum that his grandfather showed as a master who had gone far in martial arts.

After a while, Wang Le asked Jiyang: "Grandpa, what is the name of your sect, why is it so deeply involved with the government, and you will send Li Mubai and them to enter the WTO to protect No. 1?"

In response to his grandson's question, Jiyang replied vaguely: "My grandfather's sect is called Nanhuaguan, as for why he sent his disciples into the red wall to be the No. 1 follower, this is not something you should know, and when you come to a certain position in the future, you will naturally know." ”

Wang Le nodded, didn't continue to ask about this topic, and instead asked, "When will Sun Er go to Nanhuaguan?"

Seeing that Jiyang smiled slightly, he replied very simply: "When grandpa finishes things from Europa and returns to the sect to make arrangements, I will take you to Nanhuaguan." ”

After a pause, Jiyang continued: "In Nanhuaguan, you will have a more systematic understanding of the martial arts cultivation system, so that in the future, you will be able to take fewer detours, and you will not waste your time and time for this. ”

Speaking of this, Jiyang picked up the cup and took two sips of tea before continuing: "Due to the restrictions of the door rules, it is not possible to pass on your relevant martial arts methods now, so when the time comes, my grandfather will try to make you a disciple of Nanhuaguan, and I think the senior brother in charge will give the old man this face." ”

Wang Le showed a look of surprise, quickly stood up, and thanked Jiyang: "Grandson will definitely not live up to your old love." ”

Then he saw Ji Yang's serious face and admonished: "In the future, this true dragon on your body should not be exposed again, so as not to increase the right and wrong, you know?"

"Grandson knows!" Wang Le's heart suddenly burst and hurriedly agreed.

Immediately, Ji Yang hummed and explained: "The Wanxiang Sect is full of ominousness, and the cause of its demise is no longer known, but it is certain that this is a man-made disaster, not a natural disaster, so as a member of the Wanxiang Sect, the less people know about it, the better, otherwise, if you don't get it right, you will suffer an unwarranted disaster!"

After finishing speaking, Ji Yang saw that it was not early, and he also left the sofa and stood up, and said: "Presumably Mu Bai has already told you that in the next period of time, because of this vampire scourge of Huaxia, I will take the law enforcement team to Europa, and this time it will be as short as ten days and as long as three or five months, so what you have to do is to wait patiently, grandson." ”

At the end, Ji Yang once again took out a small gray cloth bag from the sleeve of his Taoist robe, and then handed it to Wang Ledao: "This contains a source stone that can speed up the cultivation speed of martial arts. ”

When Wang Le heard that it was the source stone, he was already surprised, and now what he lacked was this thing, but he didn't expect his grandfather to give him three pieces at a time.

Taking the small gray cloth bag, Wang Le opened it and saw that it contained three blood-red stones the size of duck eggs.

"Grandpa, my grandson also got the source stones, they are all white, how can these three pieces be blood red?

Wang Le, who was a little puzzled, moved in his heart, thinking that he had discovered that the energy contained in the source stone was different, so he couldn't help but ask Jiyang.

Immediately, I saw Ji Yang smile disapprovingly, and explained: "There are three grades of the source stone, the lower grade source stone is the worst, that is, what you call the bright white, the middle grade source stone will be much better, that is, these three pieces in your hand, are blood red, then the best is the rarest high-grade source stone, it is purple." ”

"Eh!" Wang Le scratched his head, it seems that this source stone will really be divided into good and bad!

"Grandpa, why is the bright white source stone, that is, the low-grade source stone, also divided into grades, and the energy contained in it is not the same?"

After Wang Le finished asking Jiyang, he then fought with Lu Xuan in the ring, the source stone won from the pinnacle, and the source stone obtained from Jin Zhongxin.

After listening, Jiyang couldn't help but roll his eyes, looked at Wang Dashao like an idiot, and scolded: "Where has your kid's smart and clever go, haven't you ever thought that the source stone given to you by the Spike will be second-hand?"

"Huh?"

"Second-hand?!"

"Spike, this bastard, fuck your ancestors!!"

Wang Dashao immediately jumped to his feet, completely depressed to death, and regardless of his grandfather being in front of him, he directly broke the scolding and did the ** peak!

You know, it has always been Wang Dashao who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, digging a pit for others to jump, but I didn't expect that this time the boat capsized in the gutter and was defeated by his own subordinates.

This makes Wang Dashao really depressed, how depressed he is!

"Bastard, don't let the master see you again!"

The three corpses were so angry that Wang Le, who was stealing smoke for seven years, couldn't help but grit his teeth and muttered to himself.

Standing on the opposite side of Jiyang, in the process, he didn't say anything, he kept smiling and gloating.

After Wang Le stopped and regained his composure, Ji Yang asked: "That source stone was won by you and an innate master named Lu Xuan in the ring, do you know what the origin of this person named Lu Xuan is?"

Wang Le shook his head and replied without thinking about it: "Sun Er doesn't know, fighting with him at that time can be regarded as a thrilling defeat of the other party." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Le's heart moved, and he asked Jiyang rhetorically: "Grandpa, do you know the roots of this person?"

Jiyang hummed and nodded: "The pinnacle you said must be a small person, so my grandfather has never heard of it, but Lu Xuan, a young man, the old man still knows." ”

"Oh?" Wang Le looked at Jiyang, it seemed that Lu Xuan's roots were also in that unknown place...