Wang Le didn't expect that there would be such a constraint in the use of the artifact, and the original owner had to be able to fully exert the power of the artifact itself.

While being surprised, Wang Le couldn't help but feel confused.

Without waiting for Wang Le to ask, he saw Qingyangzi and said: "The refining of the artifact is extremely harsh, needless to say about the materials and divine patterns, first of all, it must be the natal magic weapon hidden in the dantian by the heaven-level martial artist to have the qualification to refine the artifact, even if the other magic weapons are powerful, adding a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures, they cannot be refined into artifacts." ”

When Wang Le heard Qingyangzi's explanation, he couldn't help asking, "Why?"

I saw Qingyangzi first groaned for a while, and then replied: "Because after the magic weapon is refined, its own power is already doomed, and there is no potential to be tapped, and there is no spirituality that the magic weapon needs to be used." ”

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "And the natal magic weapon has these two points, so it can be refined into an artifact. ”

Wang Le nodded in understanding, but couldn't help muttering: "Although this artifact left over from it can't fully exert its power in the hands of the original owner as before, as long as it is half powerful, it is also terrifying!"

Qingyangzi sighed and said, "That's what I said, but on the top of the Heavenly Rank Peak Divine Battle, the battle between masters is only between the first line!"

Seeing that Lao Yang was worried, he couldn't help but laugh and comforted: "The Guan Lord is the first person in the martial arts world, if he can win the first divine battle, then I believe that he can also win the peak divine battle with Di Hao in the future!"

Qingyangzi hummed noncommittally, regained his calmness, and the worry on his face was swept away, but Wang Le knew in his heart that the other party was still angry, and he would not calm down because of Lao Yang's simple words.

Of course, Wang Le couldn't help but think in his heart that before this, whenever Qingyangzi mentioned his master Xiaoyaozi, he was full of fanatical worship without exception, and it stands to reason that he should not be so worried.

Now that he thinks about it carefully, Wang Le's heart is like a mirror, and he knows very well that Qingyangzi should have an ulterior secret about Xiaoyaozi in his heart, but he can't announce it.

Otherwise, Qingyangzi should be full of confidence in Xiaoyaozi and Di Hao's peak divine battle.

The so-called abnormal things must have demons, and that's exactly the case.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about things absentmindedly, he saw Lao Yang muttering: "Only the peak level of the Heavenly Rank can ignore the danger of the forbidden area and live there for a long time. ”

Qingyangzi didn't answer, just waved his hand and didn't want to continue the conversation, and then took the initiative to change the topic to look at Wang Le, and said seriously: "Boy, now that you are about to enter Nanhua Temple, think about the advice that Poor Dao once gave you, that is, choose your own natal weapon, preferably a sword, because the strongest inheritance of Nanhua Temple is the way of the sword." ”

After a pause, Qingyangzi further said: "For a martial artist, it is extremely important for a natal weapon to cultivate with his life, and he must choose what suits him, otherwise, it will definitely affect his combat power." ”

Qingyangzi's words couldn't help but make Lao Yang's eyes look at Wang Le even more surprised and incredulous, thinking that His Excellency had such a high evaluation of this emperor's throne, why didn't he even have his own natal weapon?

"What the hell is going on with this throne, what a freak. Lao Yang couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Wang Le, who has always been good at observing words and feelings, of course saw Lao Yang's surprise and surprise that he didn't have a natal weapon, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and thought depressedly in his heart: "When you enter Nanhuaguan, you must refine a natal weapon that is bullish and forced to blow up the sky, so that you can be worthy of the identity of the master!"

Although Wang Le agrees with what Qingyangzi said, the natal weapon is very important, but he still thinks that the natal weapon is a foreign object, and it needs its own hardness to strike iron, and in the end, it is the king to improve his cultivation realm.

Thinking about it, Wang Le nodded and said: "The advice of the seniors, the kid kept it in mind, and when he went to Nanhuaguan to refine his own natal weapon, he tried to refine a sharp sword as much as possible." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but imagine the grand scene of sword qi spanning 30,000 miles and 19 continents in the light and cold.

For a while, I was fascinated.

After a while, Qingyangzi left the chair and stood up, Lao Yang and Wang Le didn't continue to sit on the chair when they saw this, and followed the long body one after the other.

Immediately, he saw Qingyangzi looking at Lao Yang with a serious face and ordered seriously: "I need to retreat for two days to perform a secret method to completely suppress the injuries in my body, and there should be no accidents during this period!"

Lao Yang hurriedly replied: "Your Excellency retreats with peace of mind, the old slave will take care of the little brother of the emperor's throne." ”

Qingyangzi hummed with majesty, then looked at Wang Le, who was standing next to Lao Yang, and said in a deep voice: "Although Lao Yang is here, you still have to rely on yourself for the next two days, and Poor Dao can't make a move." ”

Seeing that Wang Le's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled, and a trace of indescribable cruelty was put on him, and he said softly: "Under the ground steps, whether it is in this Bai Yujing or the entire martial arts world, the kid believes that no one is my opponent. ”

"Huh!" Lao Yang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but glance at Wang Le, secretly thinking that it was understandable that young people were not afraid of tigers when newborn calves were not afraid, but this kid was too rampant, and he dared to underestimate the heroes of the world, this is too big, right?!

Seeing Lao Yang's suspicious expression, Qingyangzi smiled slightly and said to the other party: "Lao Yang, if other young people dare to say such things, you can disdain it, but the emperor has this confidence and strength." ”

After a pause, Qingyangzi's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Because he has a record of leapfrogging challenges and winning battles!"

"Huh?" Lao Yang was immediately completely shocked, full of unbelievable surprise, and couldn't help but look at Wang Le again, as if he had gotten to know each other again.

Just when Lao Yang was stunned, Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le, and then said to Lao Yang seriously: "Nan Huaiyuan, a veteran ground level master in the martial arts world, died in the hands of this kid. ”

"Nan Huaiyuan?!" Lao Yang was completely stunned, his eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't know how to say it for a while.

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but blush, and explained with a little embarrassment: "Nan Huaiyuan was already seriously injured at that time, and the kid just picked up a bargain, which is not a real cross-level challenge, and the seniors must not be so boastful again." ”

Without waiting for Qingyangzi to speak, he saw Lao Yang shaking his head and disagreeing: "Even if Nan Huaiyuan is seriously injured again, he is also a veteran master in the middle of the ground level, and he is a well-known difficult figure in the martial arts world, and you, as a Xuan-level master, can defeat him, looking at the martial arts world, you can do this, as far as the old man knows, there are a few fingers!"